Rin notices she's mid-air and begins to fall. The sky swallowed her One second, she was nowhere. The next she was high above the world, falling. Wind roared past her ears. The city lights faded behind her, replaced by a dark, endless forest stretching below. Her heart pounded. She had no control. No direction. Just free fall. Then she saw it. A church. Ancient, hidden beneath thick vines, its glass roof barely visible through the overgrowth. And it was coming fast. She clenched her teeth. No time to react.
CRASH!
Glass shattered. Jagged shards sliced into her skin as she slammed onto the cold stone floor inside. Blood pooled around her, mixing with the scattered glass. Her breathing was weak, her vision hazy.Then footsteps. A man stepped out of the shadows, his face twisted in confusion as he stared at the broken girl who had just fallen from the sky. His eyes trailed over her bloodied form, the deep wounds, the glass embedded in her skin. Then before his eyes she healed.
The cuts sealed. The blood faded. The pain left her face.
But she didn't move. She had passed out. The man took a slow step closer, staring at her now-pristine skin. The man didn't flinch. He didn't seem shocked or afraid. Instead, he let out a low, amused chuckle, his gaze fixed on her as she lay unconscious on the church floor, her body healing itself with an eerie calmness.
He stepped forward, eyes narrowing as he observed her, intrigued but not surprised by the supernatural sight before him. "Well, this is unexpected," he murmured to himself, kneeling down beside her, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from her face. The blood was already gone, and the glass embedded in her skin had vanished, as though she were never harmed at all.
His eyes softened, a strange familiarity in his expression, as though he'd seen something like this before.
"Guess you're not the first one I've found like this."
He stood up slowly, casting one last look at her healed body.
"Rest up. We've got a lot to talk about, when you're ready."
With that, he walked to the side, as if it were just another normal night-leaving her to recover, her unconscious form now nothing but a mystery waiting to be unraveled.
10 :00 AM the next day
Rin woke up like she had a night mare but quickly noticed she was almost half naked wearing rags as clothes . " Well you're awake " Said the man as he slowly walked towards Rin stirring a cup of tea and sitting beside her . "am sorry i didn't know i was a hazard , please let me live please let me live " cried Rin as she begged this strange man . "don't worry i dont kill hazards if anything am the opposite " he said this as a bright golden halo hovers over his head then disappears , " you're a hazard " she said with relief " no am Timothée Chalamet" he replied sarcastically " so why did you save me ?" asked rin .
He pulled out a mirror from the top of shelf in the room and made Rin look at her self . She saw that she had rainbow coloured eyes which was strange because she had black eyes before. " But how ? all my life i have never even seen a family member with rainbow eyes " she asked with fear . "I have a theory that you got transferred powers " This strange man began to hover mid air as his halo appeard looking majestic . " How this cant be....they would kill me!" She cried out in fear.
"They can't get you here " he said this opening a window revealing a large town.
Meanwhile deep underground at Anti Hazard department
The futuristic door slid open with a soft hiss, then sealed shut behind her with a quiet click.
She stepped in with purpose-a woman in a sharp suit, a fire-shaped scar stretching across her face. Her heels clicked against the sleek metallic floor, her expression unreadable as she took in the room.
The dim glow of holographic screens filled the space, displaying tracking data, heat signatures, and surveillance feeds.
On one side, a man with long green hair sat at the control station, fingers dancing over the glowing interface as streams of code and live feeds flickered across the monitors. His eyes never left the screens.
On the other side, a white-haired man sat rocking in a chair, his grip relaxed around the sniper rifle resting in his lap. He gave the woman a sideways glance, a smirk tugging at his lips.
"You're late," he muttered, rocking back lazily.
The green-haired operator let out a dry chuckle, still focused on his work. "She's always late," he murmured.
The woman ignored them both, stepping forward, her gaze landing on the data-filled screens. Her voice was calm, firm.
"Tell me you found her."
The sniper smirked again, tilting his head toward the operator.
"Oh, we found her, alright."
The green-haired man finally turned in his chair, tapping a screen that zoomed in on a blurry figure-running, injured, but alive.
"And she's not alone."
The woman's eyes narrowed. She crossed her arms and spoke coldly.
"Coordinates. Now."
The green-haired man smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Oh, you're gonna love this," he said, tapping a few keys. The screen zoomed in, the tracker beeping steadily.
Then, he chuckled. "She's in the Sanctum."
The woman's expression darkened instantly. Her fingers twitched at her side, barely containing her frustration.
"You're telling me," she said slowly, voice sharp as a blade, "that after all that chaos, after chasing her across the damn city-she ended up in the one place we can't touch?"
The sniper let out a lazy laugh, still rocking in his chair. "Funny how things work out, huh?"
That was it.
SLAM.
Her fist hit the table, rattling the monitors. The green-haired man flinched, finally looking up at her.
"You two think this is funny?" Her tone was ice, her scarred face burning with fury. "She's out there surviving bullets, teleporting out of death traps, and we still don't have her. Because you two idiots are sitting here laughing?"
The room went silent.
The green-haired man sighed, rubbing his temples. "Relax, boss. Sanctum or not, no one stays hidden forever."
The sniper stopped rocking, setting his rifle on his lap. "Yeah. Question is... what happens when she finally steps out?"
The woman exhaled sharply, trying to steady her temper. Then she straightened her suit, rolling her shoulders back.
"Then we make damn sure she never steps anywhere again."
Halley's anger flickered for a moment as she caught the look in their eyes-not fear, not defiance, but concern.
The green-haired man wasn't smirking anymore. The sniper had stopped rocking his chair.
She sighed, rubbing her temples before muttering, "...I'm sorry."
The room was quiet for a beat. Then the sniper exhaled through his nose, giving a small shrug.
"It's okay, Halley."
The green-haired man leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. "Yeah, we get it. We're all feeling the pressure." He glanced at the screen, watching the tracker blink over the Sanctum. "But blowing up on us won't change the fact that she's still ahead."
Halley pressed her lips into a thin line, then nodded. "You're right."
The sniper smirked again, lifting his rifle. "Damn right we are."
The tension in the room eased-just a little. But beneath it all, one fact still lingered.
Their target was out there. And time was running out.
Far Far away at the white lily forest Kai was stranded.
The woods were unforgiving.
Branches tore at his skin as he stumbled through the undergrowth, his breath ragged, his body screaming in pain. Every step felt like a battle-his muscles ached, his lungs burned, and his clothes, once intact, were now filthy and torn. Dirt, sweat, and dried blood clung to him, the result of a night spent running, fighting, surviving.
Somewhere in the distance, the sound of helicopters still roared, the hum of anti-hazard vans prowling the roads beyond the trees. They were still looking for him.
But he wasn't stopping.
He clenched his jaw, forcing his bruised legs forward, pushing through the sharp branches and tangled roots. His vision blurred from exhaustion, but his instincts kept him moving.
He had escaped. But for how long?
All he knew was that if he stopped now, he was as good as dead.
Then he saw a portal and runs without thinking he dives in and falls into the sanctum and sees two pink haired girls then passed out he had given up. The two pink-haired girls stood over the unconscious man, their eyes filled with uncertainty.
"Should we take him to Father Ben?" the younger one asked softly.
The older girl hesitated, glancing at his torn clothes and battered body. "He could be an Anti-Hazard soldier."
The younger one bit her lip. "Maybe... but if we leave him here, he might die."
A heavy silence. The older sister exhaled, her shoulders dropping. "Yeah... we can't just let that happen."
Without another word, they each grabbed one of his arms, struggling as they lifted his weight. He was heavier than he looked, but they didn't stop.
"Let's hurry," the older one said. "Before it's too late."
At an anti hazard fight scene
The air was thick with tension.
Halley stood over the hazard, her sharp eyes locked on the broken, defeated figure at her feet. Around her, Anti-Hazard soldiers and detectives filled the ruined space, scanning the area, securing the perimeter.
One of the soldiers stepped forward. "Should we imprison this one?" he asked.
Halley exhaled slowly, her expression unreadable. Then, with a slight tilt of her head, she muttered, "He's useless."
And with just a thought-he died.
His body went still, life draining from his eyes as if something had simply switched off inside him. No gunfire, no struggle. Just silence.
A faint trickle of blood slipped from Halley's nose, but no one noticed.
Across the scene, the white-haired sniper slung his rifle over his back, watching it all unfold without a word.
Halley turned to him, her lips curving slightly. "Good job, Kota."
Before Kota could respond, a familiar voice chimed in.
"Uh, hello? I helped too."
The green-haired operator strolled out from the shadows, arms crossed, clearly waiting for some recognition.
Halley let out a small laugh, wiping the blood from under her nose. "Yes, you did."
Kota smirked, reaching into his pocket. Without a word, he handed Halley a tissue.
She took it, dabbing away the blood as she gave him a knowing glance.
The job was done. But they all knew-this was only the beginning.
Hazards were growing in number.
TO BE CONTINUED..... .....
DID YOU KNOW
1. During the great WORLD PEACE some countries changed their names , but the peace only lasted 50 years until the first ever hazard was born these countries still kept the names as respect to the great WORLD PEACE the world once had.