Dominion: Rise of the Siblings

Truth doesn't set everyone free.Sometimes, it buries them alive.

And tonight, Alex Virell was ready to dig.

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Northern Lancaster – Abandoned Archive Bunker – 3:02 AM

The old government facility lay forgotten beneath a collapsed courthouse. Its elevator shafts had rusted shut, but Alex didn't need them.

He moved through crumbling corridors with a flashlight in one hand and a silenced pistol in the other.

Behind him: Mira, his top intel runner.Quiet. Precise. Deadlier than she looked.

"We sure this is where it's stored?" she whispered.

Alex stopped beside a sealed vault door. Faded words read:

INTERNAL USE ONLY – LUTHER PROTOCOLClearance Level: DEADLOCK

He placed the stolen keycard from Senator Renn's aide against the scanner.

Beep. Green.

The door groaned open.

Inside sat a small room—nothing grand. Just a vault, a chair, and a data terminal surrounded by rows of filing drawers sealed in black glass.

But what sat in the center… changed everything.

A single binder.

Thick. Bound in leather. Locked by fingerprint and retina.

"Project Equinox: Clearance 0."

Mira stared. "Is that what I think it is?"

Alex nodded."The Blood Ledger."

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10 Minutes Later – Decryption Complete

Alex flipped through page after page. His face remained calm. But Mira could see it in his eyes.

Rage. Cold and coiled.

Because this wasn't just a list of conspirators. It was a timeline—documenting who funded the Equinox Purge, who coordinated the attack on the Virell estate, and who ordered the Raven's Claw to finish the job.

There were names they expected.

Celeste ThorneVictor HarrowSenator Renn

But there were also surprises.

Kestrel Vale – funded the first surveillance operation on Lia.

And worse…

Julius Virell – Father's cousin. Still alive.Signed approval for the estate fire. Labeled Alex and Lia as "expendable heirs."

Alex's jaw tightened. "He sold us out. Blood to blood."

Mira tapped the final page. "There's one more."

Alex read the name.

He went still.

Liora Wen.The same Wen who voted for Lia's proposal last chapter.The same Wen who held a seat of power on the Evermore Council.

"She's been working both sides," Alex murmured. "Feeding Evermore… while cleaning up their mess."

"She's not just a pharmaceutical mogul," Mira added. "She owns the entire city's medical records, death logs, and trauma databases."

"Which means she knows who lived… and who was meant to die."

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Later – Safehouse Briefing Room

Alex laid the Blood Ledger on the war table in front of Lia.

She didn't speak for several seconds as she read.

Then:

"Kestrel. Wen. Julius."She closed the book slowly. "This isn't just a conspiracy. It's a family execution order."

Alex sat across from her. "They were never protecting the city. They were preserving a dynasty."

She looked up. "Then we end the dynasty."

"But first," he said, "we bleed it."

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Meanwhile – Wen Biomedical Tower – 4:33 AM

Dr. Liora Wen sat in her private lab, scanning old blood reports.

The lights flickered once. A chill swept through the room.

She turned.

No one.

But on her desk, a black envelope now sat.

She hadn't seen anyone enter.

She opened it.

Inside: a single photo.Her face.Her signature.Next to Julius Virell.

A message scrawled across the top in ink:

"We know.Lancaster will too."

Her hand trembled.

And for the first time in decades, Liora Wen was afraid.

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Julius Virell walked across a marble floor lined with ancestral portraits.

His guards followed at a distance, silent and uneasy.

A man in a priest's robe greeted him near a private chapel.

"They've found the Ledger," the priest said.

Julius didn't flinch."They were always going to."

"Should we prepare your jet? Run?"

"No," Julius said coldly."We don't run from ghosts.We put them back in the ground."