For now, Arzina prepared a light pistol and descended the stairs quietly, reaching the 12th floor. The corridor was empty, with cameras placed at each end.
Arzina pulled out a small computer and disabled the cameras. Moving with silent steps, she continued towards the next set of stairs. According to her latest information, Amar was on the 9th floor. She carefully descended, making sure no one heard her.
Just as she reached the next landing, she saw a group of doctors approaching. Arzina had to act fast. She rushed into the nearest room, which turned out to be a storage area. To her luck, there was a medical uniform inside.
With a quick plan forming in her mind, Arzina hid her weapon and changed into the uniform. The only thing left to do was hope her disguise would work. Before leaving, she spotted a medical mask and slipped it on.
Passing the group of young doctors, Arzina was surprised by how easily the disguise succeeded. Not a single person gave her a second glance. Keeping her steps relaxed, she went down to the 10th floor, then made her way to the 9th floor.
Arzina had memorized the room number: 160. She moved silently through the corridor, finally stopping at the target's door. After adjusting herself, she knocked lightly and stepped inside.
Amar glanced up, his expression neutral.
Amar: "Ah... it's you, sister."
Arzina: "Yes, I came to check the blood bag."
Amar: "Okay..."
As Arzina, disguised as a nurse, approached the bed, she gently adjusted the blood bag above Amar's head, her gaze never leaving him.
Amar: "You look familiar, like I've seen you somewhere before."
Arzina: "You must be confusing me with someone else, sir."
She fixed him with a cold stare. Then, in a low voice, she whispered a phrase that made Amar's heart race.
Arzina: "I finally have you."
Amar: "What? What do you mean?"
Arzina slowly pulled off her mask, revealing her face.
Amar: "Oh no... It's YOU!" (He jumped out of bed) "You again?!"
Arzina: "Yes, me again."
Amar: "Didn't you give up last night?"
Arzina: "I never give up."
Amar: "Well, we'll see!"
Arzina moved toward him slowly.
Arzina: "You're coming with me."
Amar's gaze darted to the medical knife on the table next to him. He grabbed it.
Amar: "Stay back! Don't force me to use this."
Arzina: (Pausing) "Are you really threatening me?"
Amar: "I'm serious! I'll call for help!"
Arzina smirked and pulled her knife halfway from its sheath.
Arzina: "So, this is how you want it?"
Amar's hand trembled as he held the knife, unsure of his next move.
Arzina: "What's wrong? Scared already? Come on, attack me!"
Amar gritted his teeth and lunged. His knife slashed across Arzina's shoulder.
Arzina: (Grimacing) "You... little rat!"
She yanked the knife from her shoulder and threw it to the ground.
Arzina: "You'll pay for this."
Amar didn't wait for her next move—he bolted from the room, stumbling slightly from an earlier wound.
Arzina: (Yelling) "STOP, YOU LITTLE IDIOT!"
Despite his limp, Amar continued down the corridor, heading toward the stairs.
Amar: "Where are you now, Robin, when I need you?"
Arzina didn't run after him, confident his injuries would slow him down. But when Amar reached the alarm button, he slammed it.
The alarm blared through the hospital.
Amar: "Arzina, please! Stop! I didn't hide anything from you!"
Arzina: (Silently stalking him)
Amar: "We can talk this through. Please, let's be reasonable!"
Arzina ignored his pleas, determined to complete her mission. She picked up her pace, just as two guards appeared at the end of the corridor.
Guard 1: "What's going on here?"
Amar: "Help! She's trying to kill me!"
Arzina pulled out her pistol and opened fire. The guards ducked for cover, but not before one of them took a bullet to the shoulder.
Guard 1: "We need backup!"
Guard 2: (Grabbing his radio) "Requesting reinforcements, now!"
Amar scrambled toward the stairs while the guards kept Arzina pinned down. She reloaded and pulled out an automatic rifle from under her disguise.
The exchange of gunfire intensified, shattering walls, doors, and glass around them. Arzina wounded another guard, then threw a smoke bomb, disappearing in the thick haze.
Officer 1: (Coughing) "Stay alert! Get the patient to the ground floor!"
The guards hoisted Amar onto their shoulders and carried him downstairs.
Meanwhile, Robin and General Daniel raced toward the hospital in a van loaded with soldiers.
Robin: (On the phone) "Amar, hold on! We're almost there!"
Amar: "Just... hurry!"
Robin: (To the driver) "Step on it! We've got no time to lose!"
Back at the hospital, two more policemen joined the guards carrying Amar. They reached the 7th floor when Arzina appeared again, firing wildly.
Guard 2: "Get him under cover!" (He lowered Amar behind a wall)
The guards and police officers returned fire, forcing Arzina to retreat. As bullets flew, she realized she needed to regroup. With a quick flick of her hand, she threw another smoke bomb and vanished.
Officer 1: "Where is she? Stay sharp!"
The guards carried Amar to the ground floor just as Robin's team arrived.
Robin: (Rushing toward Amar) "You're alive!" (He hugged Amar tightly)
Robin: "Thank God... But what happened to your leg?"
Amar: "It was Arzina... She found me somehow. I don't know how. I'm just... confused."
Robin: "Don't worry. Tomorrow, I'll take you somewhere safe. She won't find you again."
General Daniel: (Firmly) "Where is she now?"
Amar: "She... disappeared. I don't know where."
Robin turned to the soldiers.
Robin: "Search the upper floors. Find her."
The soldiers nodded and went upstairs. Meanwhile, the police secured the building, and paramedics tended to Amar's injuries.
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PROTOGEN ( NEW CIVILIZATION)
FantastikA 20-year-old boy named Amar had a dream that soon came to him, his life changed as well as his destiny. his old life on earth dies while his new life is born. Amar will have to get used to the new life that God has given him. Amar faces new friends...