Location: Avalon Elite Academy – West Gate, 9:03 AM
The sun had barely climbed the horizon when the world began to shake.
Security cameras flickered. Phones buzzed. Students looked up from breakfast trays as rumbling thunder grew louder—though not a cloud graced the sky.
Then…
Engines.
Dozens of them.
Black convoys. Bulletproof Range Rovers, Bentleys, Maybachs, and military-grade jeeps roared through the gates—custom plates glowing like signatures of war.
VALE-1
NV-4X
RICO-99
Z-VALE
SOVRNRCH
Each car more terrifying, more elegant than the last.
The Vales had returned.
And this time… they hadn't come quietly.
Scene: The World Stops Moving
Classes paused. Professors fell silent mid-lecture. Students left books behind to crowd windows and balconies.
"What's happening?"
"Who are they?"
"Is that Phantom?!"
"I think… I think that's the family."
The convoy didn't slow.
It cut through campus like kings arriving at their throne—straight toward the private residence where Caelan, Azra, Liora, and their allies were recovering.
Scene: The Reunion of Blood and Fire
The moment the cars stopped, the world seemed to hold its breath.
Doors opened.
And out stepped Damon Vale first.
All black.
Eyes glowing. Aura crushing.
Not just angry.
Vengeful.
Behind him, Nova, Arielle, Elina, Zeke, and Rico emerged like a pantheon of wrath and elegance—flanked by elite operatives, private medics, and AI-armed security drones that floated like silent specters.
The Vale crest gleamed on every jacket: a serpent wrapped around a crown of fire.
Scene: Inside the House
The injured sat quietly.
Bandaged. Braced. Bruised.
Caelan looked up first—then froze.
"Dad…"
Damon was already moving.
He crossed the room in three steps and pulled Caelan into the hardest embrace he'd ever given.
Not a word.
Just strength.
Azra and Liora were next—swept into Nova and Elina's arms.
Noah. Selene. Jace. Zaria. Isla—all stunned. Silent.
Then even they were pulled into fierce, protective embraces by Zeke and Rico.
It was more than reunion.
It was reinforcement.
Final Scene: A Message Sent Without Words
Outside, the campus watched.
No speech.
No broadcast.
No declarations.
But the message was written in power:
You touched the future of this family.
Now the present… has come to collect.