Getting A System In A Modern World

In the mountainous region of UK, a massive estate could be seen perched high in the rugged Cairngorm Mountains.

Surrounded by a pristine natural landscape, it exuded a very vague regal feeling and a very strong feeling of affluence.

In the main hall of the estate, a woman who looks to be in her early forties could be seen seated. And standing beside her were two men and a young woman who looks exactly like her, by her side.

The four of them had their eyes fixed on a young man who was standing in the middle of the hall. One could also notice the slightly tensed atmosphere in the hall.

"That would be all for my report, ma'am." The young man said and took a step back.

There was a brief silence but was broken almost immediately by one of the men standing beside the woman.

"It's been three months and you mean to tell me that you, and your team has not been able to get a hold on this Silas person. With all the resources you were given?! Is he that elusive or you guys are the one not doing your jobs well?" He asked with a raised voice.

One could clearly sense his frustrations in his voice. It wasn't just him but the young man who he's glaring at, is also frustrated.

Three months ago, he was given the task of recruiting Silas—an extremely powerful Phenomenal that popped out, out of nowhere. But three months now and he has gotten anything on him. Now even a lead!

The young man felt very frustrated and offended by how the man in front of him was trying to make it look like he wasn't doing anything. He wanted to explain the situation but he knew that doing that would only make things worst.

He could only look at the woman seated at the middle to help him out. Actually, he's hoping she does.

"Silva, what do you have to say about this?" The woman asked as she looked at him with her face expressionless and her eyes, still as a spring.

The young man named Silva, breathed out a sigh of relief when he heard her question. He was happy that she decided to speak up or be didn't know how far that man would push him.

"Ma'am, we have been tracking immediately after the video of him came out but we have always been hitting a wall. Sometimes we get leads on him, we follow it but it always leads to a dead end. Nothing comes out of it.

I also tried contacting the registered Phenomenals in USA but whenever we mention his name, they would shut us out. We did hear from one of them that he has left the country but we have no idea where he is right now," Silva said, as he did his best to explain himself.

Immediately in response, that man exploded and started pointing fingers at Silva.

"Bullshit! You telling me that one person is so hard to find?! You said that the Phenomenals shut you out and left when you asked them about Silas. Maybe it's because you don't know how to ask questions!

You have the intelligence systems of the MI6 and yet you couldn't do your fucking job!"

Silva's eyes twitched in anger when he heard this as a scowl painted his face. He wanted nothing more than to bash that smug face in front of him in the ground. But he knew that it would be impossible for him.

The man barking like a chained rabid dog is a Phenomenal and one of the most powerful on the continent. He's also the son of the woman seated in the middle but unlike his two older siblings, he's rather spoilt and incredibly dumb.

'Idiot said I meant to tell him like he's the one I'm reporting to.'

As if to prove him right, a loud smacking sound was heard and young man who was shouting was sent sprawling to the ground

"You lack respect. Because you recently awakened doesn't mean that you should look down on the regular people." A sweet voice said.

The owner of the voice was no other than the young lady who looks exactly like the woman seated in the middle. She's Skye Whitlock, the daughter of the current matriarch of the Whitlock family.

The young man was about to retort but when he saw that his sister looking at him and the object in her hand, he shrunk immediately as he grudgingly picked himself up from the floor.

The Matriarch saw that things were taking a rather comic turn and decided to send Silva away.

After Silva left, the Matriarch tilted her head slightly and looked at the only person that has been silent throughout everything—her first son, Straun Whitlock.

"What do you think?"

"The wind is changing directions and we have to go with it, or we risk our destruction," Straun said with a solemn look on his face.

The Matriarch nodded in agreement with his words. "Yes. The war is coming. Though it won't start anytime soon, it's still coming. And the appearances and the knowledge of Phenomenals existing now out in the open, things have become even more complicated.

It seems that this might not be a cold war or one of information but that of who has the strongest Phenomenals force. I think it's time for us to come out of the shadows. We can no longer hide."

"I agree with you, mother," Straun nodded.

****

Incheon, South Korea.

On the top floor of a fifty-story skyscraper, the glittering city stretched endlessly beneath the night sky.

The bustling lights of the metropolis reflected off the glass walls, creating a kaleidoscope of color.

On the top floor of a residential building, a young woman stood by a panoramic window. Her arms were crossed, and her expression was unreadable.

"What are you doing standing there, staring out the window?" a voice called teasingly.

Before she could turn, slender arms wrapped around her waist, and a playful peck landed on her cheek.

"I told you to stop sneaking up on me and doing that, Soo-jin. You're a girl," she said, her tone flat but with a faint hint of exasperation.

"Kekeke," Soo-jin giggled mischievously, ignoring her. "I love teasing you, single Seol Hwa. You're always so serious. You should go out more, have fun, make friends, and maybe even have...–"

Without waiting for her to finish, Seol Hwa waved her hand, and a pillow from the nearby couch sailed across the room, smacking Soo-jin squarely in the face.

"You talk too much nonsense," Seol Hwa said as she turned back to the window. "And for your information, you're not exactly one to talk. You're still stainless yourself, even at twenty-nine."

"Excuse me!" Soo-jin exclaimed, indignantly tossing the pillow aside. "That is completely different. I just haven't found a man worthy of me yet. But you..." She trailed off with a dramatic shrug.

"Forget about that." Seol Hwa waved her off, her expression darkening slightly. "What do you think we should do now?"

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Soo-jin paused, her teasing demeanor evaporating. "You mean...?"

"Yes."

Letting out a long sigh, Soo-jin flopped onto the nearby sofa and massaged her temples, a look of frustration crossing her face.

"Why do you always have to bring that up? It ruins my mood every time. I fucking hate those bastards."

Seol Hwa didn't respond immediately as she turned back to look out the window.

"You know we don't have a choice, Soo-jin," she said finally, her voice calm but laced with an edge of resignation.

"If we don't agree to their terms, they'll start making things difficult for us—very difficult. And with the existence of Phenomenals now public knowledge, we're running out of time. It's only a matter of when, not if, they come for us. We have to make a decision soon."

Soo-jin groaned loudly, throwing an arm over her face as she lay sprawled on the sofa. "It's all because of that damn bastard, Silas," she muttered, her voice dripping with irritation.

"If he hadn't gone running around the city like some damn speedster and showing off his superpower, we wouldn't be in this mess. Stupid idiot."

Seol Hwa's lips pressed into a thin line. "We don't know why he did that but we do know that he's powerful, but the real problem is that the world saw him, and now everything's changed."

Soo-jin sat up abruptly, her eyes blazing. "Oh, please. Powerful or not, he's an idiot who doesn't understand the consequences of his actions!

People like us have kept our existence hidden for centuries for a reason. We've survived because we didn't draw attention.

And now this Silas guy decides to play superhero, and suddenly everyone's looking for Phenomenals like we're shiny new toys?! Do you know how scared people are outside?"

She punched the sofa for emphasis, her frustration spilling over. "I don't care how strong he is. He's reckless, and because of him, we're the ones paying the price."

Seol Hwa turned to face her friend, her gaze steady. "You're not wrong," she admitted. "But it's not just him. The world was already shifting. Silas just sped up the inevitable. You know we can't stay neutral forever."

Soo-jin leaned back, running a hand through her hair. "Neutral, my ass," she muttered.

"They're going to come after us no matter what we do. And agreeing to their terms is like putting a leash around our necks and saying, 'Go ahead, pull.'"

A heavy silence settled between them, broken only by the distant hum of the city below.

"I hate this," Soo-jin said finally, her voice quieter now. "We're backed into a corner, and no matter which way we move, it feels like we lose."

Seol Hwa nodded, her expression softening slightly. "I know. But doing nothing isn't an option anymore. We need to decide how we'll face what's coming.

Whether we like it or not, the world knows about Phenomenals now, and they're not going to stop until they have control—of us, of everything."

Soo-jin closed her eyes, letting out another sigh. "Fine. Let's talk about it. But first..." She cracked one eye open, her lips quirking into a faint smirk. "I need some wine. A lot of wine. And we're getting kimchi later and you're paying."

Seol Hwa allowed herself a small smile. "Deal. But only if you stop calling me 'single Seol Hwa.'"

"No promises," Soo-jin replied, already heading for the bar in the corner of the room.