Swellview High — Afternoon
The hallway feels normal.
Too normal.
And that's what makes it worse.
Henry walks beside Christina.
Neither of them talking.
Tension from earlier still hanging between them.
Finally—
Henry mutters—
"…You okay?"
Christina shrugs.
"…I said I don't know."
Henry nods.
"…Yeah."
Silence again.
Piper walks behind them, watching everything like a detective.
"…You guys are emotionally exhausting."
Neither of them respond.
Then—
Bianca steps into their path.
Smiling.
Too calm.
"…Hey."
Henry sighs.
"…Not today."
Christina crosses her arms.
"…What do you want."
Bianca tilts her head.
"…Just wanted to talk."
Henry narrows his eyes.
"…About what."
Bianca looks at Christina.
"…About you."
Christina scoffs.
"Cute."
Bianca smiles wider.
"You really don't see it, do you?"
Henry steps forward.
"…See what."
Bianca's voice drops.
"…You're the reason they're in danger."
Everything freezes.
Christina's jaw tightens.
"…Say that again."
Bianca steps closer.
"…Villains don't come for heroes anymore."
She gestures at Christina.
"They come for you."
Henry snaps—
"Stop."
Bianca ignores him.
"You show up, and suddenly everyone's a target?"
Christina's hands clench.
"…You don't know anything."
Bianca smiles.
"I know enough."
Then—
She steps back.
And presses a small device.
Everything goes wrong.
The Windows Explode
Alarms scream.
Smoke fills the hallway.
Students panic.
Henry grabs Christina instinctively.
"…Get down!"
The Hunter drops from the ceiling.
But this time—
He's not alone.
Two more figures land beside him.
Backup.
Christina's eyes widen.
"…Of course."
Bianca walks calmly through the chaos.
Standing beside them.
Henry stares.
"…No."
Bianca looks at him.
"…Sorry."
Christina's voice goes cold.
"…You're working with them."
Bianca shrugs.
"…You made it easy."
Henry steps in front of Christina.
"You're not touching her."
The Hunter tilts his head.
"…New objective."
He points at Henry.
"…Take him."
Christina snaps—
"NO."
The fight explodes.
Full Chaos
Henry fights one attacker.
Christina fights another.
The Hunter goes straight for Henry.
Fast.
Precise.
Deadly.
Henry barely keeps up.
Christina sees it.
Panics.
"Henry!"
She tries to reach him—
But Bianca blocks her.
"…Stay out of it."
Christina glares.
"…Move."
Bianca smiles.
"Make me."
Christina swings.
Bianca dodges.
Not a normal civilian.
Trained.
Christina realizes—
"…You've been lying this whole time."
Bianca smirks.
"Yeah."
Henry Gets Hit
Hard.
The Hunter slams him into lockers.
Henry drops.
Dazed.
The Hunter grabs him.
"…Target secured."
Christina freezes.
"…No."
Bianca watches.
Satisfied.
Christina's voice cracks—
"LET HIM GO!"
The Hunter prepares to leave—
But—
A red blur crashes through the wall.
Captain Man.
Ray.
Furious.
"…I warned you."
The entire room goes still.
Ray steps forward slowly.
Every movement controlled.
But his eyes?
Rage.
The Hunter hesitates.
For the first time.
Ray's voice is quiet.
"…You don't touch my kids."
Christina's breath catches.
Kids.
Plural.
Ray launches forward.
The fight is brutal.
Fast.
Unforgiving.
Ray doesn't hold back.
At all.
He slams the Hunter into the ground.
Breaks his weapon.
Throws him across the hallway.
The backup attackers run.
Bianca backs away.
But Ray's eyes snap to her.
"…You."
Bianca freezes.
Christina steps forward.
"…She's with them."
Ray's voice drops dangerously.
"…I figured."
Bianca smirks weakly.
"…You won't hurt me."
Ray steps closer.
"…Try me."
For a second—
It looks like he might.
Then—
Sirens.
Police.
Bianca activates a smoke device.
And disappears.
Gone.
Aftermath — Hallway
Henry groans.
"…Ow."
Christina rushes to him.
"…Are you okay?!"
Henry nods weakly.
"…I've had worse."
She exhales shakily.
"…You idiot."
He smiles slightly.
"…You were worried."
She punches his shoulder.
"…Shut up."
But her hands shake.
Ray watches them.
Then steps closer.
"…You're both done for today."
Henry protests—
"I can still—"
Ray shuts it down instantly.
"No."
Christina crosses her arms.
"You can't bench us."
Ray looks at her.
Serious.
"…I can."
Christina glares.
"…You're not my boss."
Ray steps closer.
"…I'm your father."
Silence.
Christina's expression flickers.
Anger.
Pain.
Confusion.
"…You don't get to use that whenever you want."
Ray's voice softens.
"…I know."
Then harder—
"But I do get to protect you."
Christina shakes her head.
"…I don't need protection."
Ray gestures toward Henry.
"…He almost got taken."
Christina's voice cracks—
"…Because of me."
Ray steps closer.
"No."
Firm.
"…Because they're afraid of you."
She freezes.
"…What."
Ray looks her dead in the eyes.
"They're not hunting you because you're weak."
A beat.
"They're hunting you because you're becoming dangerous."
Christina's breath catches.
Henry looks at her.
Different now.
Not just chaos.
Not just trouble.
Something more.
Piper stands at a distance.
Watching everything.
Notebook in hand.
She writes one final line:
"Christina isn't the weakness."
Then underlines it.
Twice.
"…She's the turning point."