If Felomina was the beating heart of Neo-Costabrava's hidden peace, and Demetrio its silent blade of protection, then Meg was its intricate nervous system—its eyes, its ears, and its deepest, most guarded secret keeper.
Known within the arcology as Anya, the quiet, unassuming librarian, she moved through the community's humming digital pulse like a whisper of data. Her thick-rimmed spectacles sat perpetually perched on her nose, her dark hair was always confined to a neat, efficient bun, and her smile was unfailingly soft, almost shy, a demure grace. No one, not a single soul in Neo-Costabrava, suspected that Meg, the woman who meticulously cataloged ancient data-scrolls and patiently helped children find information for their school works, was Spectra, an Elemental of pure light and information, whose true form was a shimmering, ephemeral being.
Her power was a terrifying, beautiful mastery over the cyber-net itself—she could bend light to become truly invisible, move through digital space at will, and pull information from even the most deeply encrypted servers with a mere thought, the ultimate digital phantom. Her favored weapon was not a blade or a spell, but the absolute control over perception, and the chilling ability to sever the very connections that bound the digital world together, plunging foes into darkness.
Meg, unlike Felomina and Demetrio who had sought peace, or Umbra and Venom who had found a twisted joy in chaos, had not come to Earth fleeing war. She had followed a single, tantalizing thread of information, a whisper across the dimensional void that spoke of a unique energy signature, a resonance unlike anything she had ever encountered in her own light-infused realm.
That signature, she would discover, belonged to Elias. She was drawn to him with an intensity that defied logic, a fascination bordering on obsession, an elemental magnet to his psionic current. He was the anomaly she couldn't categorize, the data stream she couldn't fully comprehend, and therefore, the one she most desperately desired to understand, to merge with, to unravel layer by tantalizing layer. It was a purely intellectual and elemental attraction that transcended human romance, yet held an undeniable, consuming pull.
In Neo-Costabrava, Meg had kept her distance from Elias, who worked as a gentle, somewhat eccentric biocivil-engineer. Her "normal" life meant rigorously suppressing the constant hum of the cyber-net that was her natural state, anchoring herself to mundane tasks like organizing physical books (a quaint hobby she adopted) and attending community meetings.
But the moment the bloodlust, the raw, primal surge of elemental power, erupted from Felomina's house, Spectra's true nature flared, brilliant and undeniable. Her mild-mannered librarian facade dissolved in an instant. The spectacles slipped from her face, forgotten, clattering to the floor. Her eyes, normally a soft brown, now glowed with an ethereal, shifting light, seeing every data packet, every electromagnetic wave in the entire arcology simultaneously, a kaleidoscope of information.
The raw fear and confusion of the citizens, the terrifying burst of power from Ignis, Ferrum, Umbra, and Cortex—it was a cacophony of information that Spectra processed with terrifying speed, an overwhelming yet exhilarating symphony. She wasn't just observing anymore; she was feeling the connections, sensing the awakened Elementals, and with them, the resonant, almost blinding hum of Elias's own unleashed psionic energy. A shiver, not of fear but of pure, exhilarating anticipation, ran through her very being. Her long-held desire to unravel him, to merge with his unique frequency, to understand the mysteries of his mind and essence, felt closer than ever. The quiet life was over, and the hunt for knowledge—and perhaps, something infinitely more intimate—had begun.