Creation Of All Things-Chapter 41: Adam And Selene 2

"Stay Down, Boy."

On the Rooftop

Joshua tensed as Alice fumbled with her phone, fingers shaking slightly.

"What are you doing?" he asked, watching her scroll through her contacts.

Alice shoved the phone into his hands. "Take it. The password is josice247. There's a contact named Grandpa. Call him. Tell him what's happening. He'll be here in minutes."

Joshua frowned. "Why can't you call him yourself? You know him better than I do."

Alice let out a dry chuckle and straightened her back. "Because I'm about to do something I never thought I would—risk my life for someone else." She smiled, stepping toward the edge. "And trust me, the second Grandpa hears his grandkids are in trouble, he's going to ride the storm here."

Then, in a flash of violet light—she was gone.

Down Below

Adam lay pinned to the cold concrete, dark tendrils coiling around his limbs, pressing him down with unrelenting force. He could break free—easily—but before he could, someone else decided to play hero.

A flicker of energy. A burst of motion.

Alice materialized right in front of him, her arms crossed, a playful smirk tugging at her lips.

"Hey, cousin."

Adam raised a brow. Cousin?

A few feet away, Selene sighed, already sensing where this was going.

"Alice, kid, you shouldn't be here," she said, her voice sharp with warning. "And you definitely shouldn't be playing hero." Her expression darkened. Alice being here only meant one thing—Franklin Dhark was coming.

Alice cracked her knuckles. "You know, hurting a member of the Dhark family is basically a declaration of war."

Selene's eyes gleamed. "Who do you think made that rule?"

Before Alice could react, shadows exploded from Selene's feet, twisting into spear-like tendrils that shot straight toward her.

Alice grinned, vanishing in a burst of violet light, teleporting out of harm's way with ease.

Meanwhile…

Adam exhaled. Things just got troublesome.

He glanced at the tendrils restraining him. They were powerful, reinforced by Selene's control over darkness—but they had a flaw. They were connected to her.

And that was all he needed.

A soft hum filled the air as his Neural-Cybernetic Technopathy kicked in, his mind seamlessly linking with the electromagnetic pulses flickering through the battlefield. He could feel them—the microcurrents running through the environment, the nervous system of the digital world.

He closed his eyes. Reprogram.

A spark. A shift.

And then—his body vanished.

The tendrils crushed down on nothing.

Selene's eyes widened. "What—?"

A crackle of static behind her.

Adam reappeared in a blur of motion, his body glitching back into existence as if he'd hacked reality itself. The moment he touched solid ground, his body shimmered, instantly adapting. The wounds from the bind? Already closing.

Adaptive Regeneration.

Omniscient Instinct kicked in next, his mind processing every movement in the fight, every possible outcome in real time. He didn't even need to think—his body simply knew what to do.

Selene turned, but it was too late.

Adam moved.

In a fraction of a second, he was right in front of her, his fingers wrapped around one of the shadow tendrils. A single pulse of energy—and it shattered like glass.

Selene clicked her tongue. "Tch. Of course."

Adam rolled his shoulders, shaking off the last remnants of the restraint. His golden eyes gleamed under the city lights.

"Alright," he muttered, stretching his fingers. "Now this is getting interesting."

Selene's fingers twitched. The moment Adam broke free, she already knew—this fight was about to get annoying.

Fine.

The shadows beneath her pulsed. In an instant, dozens of tendrils erupted from the ground, twisting and coiling like a storm of black serpents, each one aiming straight for Adam.

Adam barely even blinked.

The world around him slowed, data streams flowing through his mind like an open circuit. Neural-Cybernetic Technopathy kicked in again, feeding him everything—Selene's movements, the electromagnetic signals pulsing through the area, even the way the air shifted with each attack.

Rewrite.

A flick of his wrist, a silent command—and suddenly, the streetlights flickered. The city's grid bent to his will, sending an invisible wave of static crashing through the air.

Selene's tendrils lunged.

Adam vanished—glitching out of their path, reappearing mid-air above her.

Selene's eyes snapped up.

He's fast.

A sharp whistle cut through the air. "You gonna keep playing with shadows, or are we actually fighting?" Adam taunted.

Selene smirked. "Oh, you wanna fight?"

The next second, everything went dark.

The streetlights cut out, the moon itself swallowed by the black abyss of her power. The shadows thickened, stretching unnaturally as if they had a life of their own.

Adam landed smoothly on the ground, barely fazed. His mind flickered through possibilities. The shadows weren't just covering the area—they were distorting it, creating an artificial void where light and sound struggled to exist.

Smart.

But not enough.

His eyes gleamed as he tapped into the digital pulse of the environment.

Find the weak point.

His vision shifted—streams of data overlayed onto the darkness, highlighting disruptions in the electromagnetic field. There. The way the shadows moved, the subtle delay in their response—it meant Selene was still using her body as a conduit.

Which meant—

Adam reached out. The moment his fingertips brushed the air, the streetlights exploded back to life, flickering like static before stabilizing.

Selene flinched.

And that was all Adam needed.

He moved.

His body blurred, glitching like corrupted data as he closed the distance between them in an instant. A sharp crackle of electricity followed as his fist shot forward—

Selene barely dodged, twisting her body just in time. But she wasn't fast enough to completely avoid it.

A shockwave burst from Adam's fist as it grazed her side, the energy rippling through the air and blasting apart the nearby pavement. Selene winced, flipping back onto a shadow-formed platform to regain her footing.

"Alright," she exhaled, brushing off the hit. "You're more annoying than I thought."

Adam rolled his shoulders. "Took you this long to figure that out?"

Selene didn't answer. Instead, she snapped her fingers.

The ground collapsed.

Adam's feet barely touched the pavement before it melted into a swirling void. The entire area became a massive sinkhole of shadows, pulling him in.

For the first time, his smirk faded.

Okay. That's actually a problem.

His mind ran through scenarios, calculations firing at breakneck speed. The pull was unnatural, breaking the laws of gravity itself. There was no foothold, no structure to counterbalance against.

Which meant—

Neural Override.

He shut down his body's natural response to falling, his mind switching gears. Instead of resisting the pull, he synced with it.

For a moment, his body became weightless—no resistance, no struggle. And then—

He reprogrammed the fall itself.

In the span of a millisecond, he bent the magnetic field around him, creating an opposing force that slingshotted him sideways—right out of the trap.

Selene's eyes widened as Adam shot out of the collapsing void like a bullet, twisting mid-air before landing smoothly on solid ground.

He exhaled.

"Okay," he muttered, shaking off the residual energy. "That was actually pretty good."

Selene grinned. "You're still standing. I'm just getting started."

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Adam smirked back. "Yeah? So am I."

The fight was nowhere near over.