Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 594: Run For Your Life

Outside, the siren in the yard began to wail, a high-pitched warning that made one’s head throb. The

temperature sensors pinged red, and the room-control monitors lit up with angry, flashing warnings.

"Ace!" someone shouted.

Ace spun around just in tto see his brother Alaric and Violet sprinting toward him through the smoke and

haze. Relief crashed over him, and he caught Alaric in a rough hug. They held on for a heartbeat before pulling

apart.

"What's the status?" Alaric demanded.

Ace's jaw tightened. "The first bomb went off. We intercepted the second, but we still haven't found the third’s

location."

As if mocking his words, a deafening boom rippled through the warehouse, the ground trembling beneath their

feet. The lights above swayed, and the smell of burning chemicals intensified.

"Another volatile compound must have ignited," Ace muttered, his face grim.

"We need to cut power to the HVAC system and kill the main. Now!" Alaric barked.

Violet asked. "HVAC?"

"The HVAC controls airflow and temperature stability in this facility," Alaric explained quickly. "If it's not shut off,

it'll pull toxic fumes into other areas and feed oxygen to the flames, making the fire spread faster."

Violet nodded in understanding. "So cutting it isolates the area and keeps the poison from spreading?"

"Exactly," Alaric confirmed. "Then we kill the main power to prevent sparks that could ignite another chemical

explosion."

Ace didn’t hesitate. He raised his radio. "Control room, report!"

Static crackled, then a voice shouted back, panicked. "We're in position, pulling the emergency red lever now!"

A low, deep rumble vibrated through the ceiling as the massive fans powering the HVAC whirred to a stop.

Suddenly, the air turned thick and suffocating, heavy with smoke and heat.

"Main power next!" Ace ordered.

Aloud click echoed, and the bright overhead lights died, plunging the warehouse into red emergency strobes.

Shadows stretched across the walls, the pulsing crimson light making everything feel hellish.

"There’s no more time, Ace!" Alaric shouted over the roar of alarms and fire. "Tell them to flip the manual

transfer switch now!"

Ace obeyed. "Route emergency generator power to the cooling system line only, not the whole facility!"

Violet glanced between the brothers. Moments like this made her realize how much raw courage and loyalty ran

in this family.

Alaric turned to Ace, his tone urgent but steady. "Once the connection is made, the team must manually open

the nitrogen valves and deploy the cooling hoses. That's the only way to stabilize the temperature around the

volatile compounds." His grip on Violet's hand tightened. "We're heading there to help. You and your men find

the last device before it’s too late!"

"Noted," Ace replied, his jaw set. "Be careful out there. The flames aren't the only threat—" His gaze flicked

upward to the cracking beams overhead. "The entire structure's ready to collapse."

"We'll be careful," Alaric promised. He pulled Violet close and sprinted toward the danger.

At the stime, Ace raised his radio, barking into it, "Move! Move! MOVE!"

Meanwhile, A Team had been the ones sent to the control room.

"Now for the purge," the team leader growled and punched up the manual override.

The inert-gas purge system lived in a hardened room below the loading bay. The automatic purge had been

wired to the main panel, but he knew the manual line. He kicked open the hatch, shouting down, "Clear the

way!" then descended quickly, the ladder cold and biting against his palms.

The room below was freezing, lined wall-to-wall with towering nitrogen tanks, frost clinging to their sides. Thick

pipes stretched from the tanks into a cluster of valves and gauges at the far wall, crowned by a massive red-

painted hand wheel. The hiss of escaping pressure was deafening.

"Check line integrity!" he roared.

His men scrambled, tapping gauges and calling out over the noise.

"Valve Two stable!" one shouted.

"Valve Three unresponsive, manual override needed!" another bellowed.

The leader's jaw clenched. "On it!"

He gripped the wheel and heaved with all his strength. The metal groaned, resisting him, but finally gave way

with a grinding shriek. A deep, guttural hum filled the room as the system caught.

Frost exploded from the pipes as nitrogen surged, roaring through the lines.

Above them, vents clanked open one by one as white fog burst upward, rolling through the ceiling ducts, spilling

into the warehouse to smother the flames.

"Pressure climbing!" someone yelled, panic edging his voice.

"Hold it steady!" the leader barked through gritted teeth. "If it spikes too high, those tanks blow, and take us

with them!"

He slammed his palm against the comm clipped to his vest. "This is Control to A-team! Inert-gas purge is online.

Get those hoses ready, NOW!"

Hence, when Alaric and Violet arrived,

the team was already rolling out

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Alaric immediately shifted into Alpha mode, his voice cutting through the chaos.

"Open valve three! Hold the pressure steady!"

He barked orders, directing the teams

to layer foam across the burning

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the blackened metal and choking the

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The victory was short-lived.

"Watch out!" Violet screamed.

Everyone froze, then dove aside just

as a massive metal rack, weakened

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Breathing hard, one of the men looked at Violet, wide-eyed. They didn’t say a word, but the gratitude in their

faces was unmistakable. Without her warning, they would've been crushed.

Alaric didn’t let the relief linger. "Back to positions!" he barked, snapping them into motion.

With grim determination, the team resumed the foam assault. Minute by minute, they beat the last stubborn

flames into submission until Warehouse A fell silent, save for the hiss of cooling metal.

Aloud cheer broke out. The A-Team hugged one another, tears of relief mixing with soot and sweat. It was the

sound of people who had stared death in the face and won.

Alaric spun, grabbing Violet and pulling her into a fierce embrace. "It’s over," he whispered, breathless.

But Violet went rigid in his arms, her gut twisting. "Alaric, what about the other bomb?"

Alaric’s eyes widened, horror dawning on his face. He opened his mouth to contact Ace through the link, only for

his brother's panicked voice to slam into his mind:

"It’s too late! Get out of there now! RUN!"

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