Broken Pact

Broken Pact

Chapter One: The Broken Promise

Year: 5050

Aiden stood in the desolate streets of a world forever changed, the air thick with smoke and the distant wails of sirens echoing through the city’s ruins. Once, this had been a thriving metropolis, teeming with life, a symbol of progress and unity. Now, it was nothing more than a broken shell, a graveyard of shattered dreams and broken promises.

He stared at the distant horizon, where the setting sun cast a blood-red hue over the skyline, and he clenched his fists, his body trembling with the force of the emotions he could barely contain. The flames inside him threatened to break free, to scorch everything in his path. But he held back, barely, if only because of the promise he’d made.

“I swear, Lyra,” he whispered, his voice hoarse, “I’ll make them pay for what they did. I’ll avenge you. I won’t stop until they burn.”

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Just three years ago, Aiden and Lyra had been ordinary people, living in the slums of a sprawling mega-city. They had grown up in the wasteland of District Seven, an industrial zone filled with factories, toxic fumes, and a population struggling to survive. Life in District Seven was a constant battle against poverty and oppression, where the rich lived above, in towering skyscrapers, while the poor suffered below in the filth and squalor.

Aiden and Lyra had known each other since childhood. They had grown up in the same broken apartment complex, a crumbling relic of a better time, forgotten by the world. They had both lost their families at a young age, victims of the disease that ran rampant through the district, and had clung to each other for support.

For as long as they could remember, they had dreamed of escape. Of leaving behind the grime and poverty, of finding a way to rise above the life they had been condemned to. The Unity Pact had offered them that chance.

The Unity Pact was the ruling government body, a coalition formed after the wars of the 4900s had left the world divided and shattered. The nations of Earth, once fractured by endless conflict, had come together under the Unity Pact in an effort to rebuild society. Their mission was to bring peace and stability to the world, but the truth was far darker. Behind the façade of unity and progress, the government controlled everything, from the food supply to the media, and most importantly, the people.

When the Unity Pact approached Aiden and Lyra, they were desperate. The government had promised them a way out of their misery—a chance to participate in an experimental program that would give them extraordinary powers. It was a new initiative, aimed at creating superhumans capable of enforcing peace and order in the increasingly unstable world. Aiden and Lyra had been chosen as the first subjects, their genetic makeups deemed perfect for the modifications.

It had been too tempting to resist. They had nothing left to lose.

“We can’t say no, Aiden,” Lyra had said, her voice filled with hope. “This is our chance. We could change everything.”

“I know,” Aiden had replied, though he had felt a pang of uncertainty. Something about the offer didn’t sit right with him, but the promise of freedom was too strong. They had been promised riches, power, and the chance to become something more than the impoverished nobodies they had always been. They had been told they could help save the world.

But the truth had been far from the promise.

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The laboratory where they had been taken was an underground facility hidden beneath the city, far from prying eyes. The moment they arrived, Aiden had felt a chill run down his spine. The walls were stark white, the air sterile, and everything smelled of chemicals and machinery. It was nothing like the bustling, noisy slums they had grown up in—it was a prison of silence and isolation.

The experiment had begun almost immediately. Aiden remembered being strapped to a table, needles piercing his skin, tubes connected to his body as the scientists injected the genetic modifications into his bloodstream. The pain had been excruciating, his entire body burning from the inside out. He had screamed until his throat was raw, but no one had come to help. Lyra had undergone the same process, her body reacting violently to the serum they had been given.

Days passed in a blur of agony and fever. Aiden’s body had changed, his cells rewiring themselves, his DNA mutating in ways he couldn’t understand. He had felt the fire rising within him, a searing heat that seemed to come from his very soul. Lyra had been different—her body had turned cold, her breath freezing the air around her.

When they had finally been released from the laboratory, they were no longer the same people. They were something else, something far more dangerous.

Aiden had gained the power to control fire, his body now a vessel for the flames that lived inside him. He could summon fire at will, manipulate it, shape it, and use it as a weapon. But it was a power he could barely control. The fire raged within him, a constant threat to everything around him.

Lyra, on the other hand, had gained the power of cryokinesis. She could manipulate ice, freezing anything she touched, and lowering the temperature of the air around her to lethal levels. But like Aiden, her power was unstable, tied to her emotions. When she was angry or upset, the temperature around her would plummet, causing everything nearby to freeze.

They had been promised training, guidance, and control. Instead, they were left alone, isolated in the laboratory, as the government observed them from a distance. Weeks passed, and the money they had been promised never came. They were prisoners, not heroes. Lab rats, not saviors.

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It had all come to a head one night, after weeks of frustration and fear. Aiden had been pacing the lab, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. He could feel the flames inside him, threatening to break free. The promises the government had made to them—the wealth, the power, the freedom—had all been lies. They were trapped, and no one was coming to save them.

“We can’t stay here anymore,” Lyra had said, her voice soft but firm. She sat on the edge of the steel bed they had been given, her hands trembling. “They’re never going to give us what they promised. We need to leave. We need to get out of here.”

Aiden had turned to her, his eyes burning with frustration. “And go where? Do what? We can’t just walk out of here. They’ll find us. They’ll kill us.”

“They’ll kill us if we stay,” Lyra had whispered, her voice breaking. “Aiden, we can’t control these powers. We’re dangerous. We’re not… we’re not human anymore.”

“We can figure it out,” Aiden had argued, his voice rising. “We just need more time. We’ll learn to control it. And then we’ll make them pay for what they’ve done.”

But deep down, Aiden had known she was right. Their powers were unstable, dangerous. They had been created to be weapons, not people. And the government had no intention of letting them live once they had outlived their usefulness.

That night, Lyra had broken down. She had cried, her body shaking with sobs as the realization of their situation hit her. Aiden had tried to comfort her, but his own anger had gotten the better of him. The fight that followed had been explosive, both literally and figuratively. In her emotional distress, Lyra’s powers had spiraled out of control, freezing the entire lab in an instant. The walls had been coated in a thick layer of ice, the temperature dropping so low that the metal fixtures had cracked and shattered.

Aiden had tried to reach her, but the flames within him had reacted to the cold, and before he could stop himself, he had unleashed a wave of fire. The lab had become a battleground of ice and fire, the two elements clashing violently as Aiden and Lyra’s powers raged out of control.

It had been a moment of pure chaos, a storm of destruction that neither of them could control.

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The alarms had blared, and within minutes, the Unity Pact’s soldiers had arrived. They were heavily armed, dressed in black tactical gear, and they had been given a single order: eliminate the threats.

Aiden and Lyra had no choice but to run. They had fled through the labyrinthine corridors of the facility, their powers leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. Aiden’s fire had scorched the walls, while Lyra’s ice had frozen the floors and ceilings, creating a treacherous path for anyone who dared to follow.

They had made it to the surface, bursting out of the underground facility and into the cold night air. But the city above had been no safer. The Unity Pact had eyes everywhere, and within minutes, they had been tracked and pursued by the government’s enforcers.

Aiden and Lyra had run for hours, weaving through the city’s decaying streets, dodging patrols and drones. But no matter how far they ran, they couldn’t escape. Lyra’s powers, still unstable, had flared up again, the temperature around them dropping so drastically that the very air had started to freeze. It was her power that had given them away.

“They’re coming!” Lyra had shouted, her breath visible in the freezing air

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