COMA Prep Facility – Geneva, Switzerland275Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZitRGFqyaQ
July 31st
If Switzerland was known for quiet elegance, then COMA’s Geneva safehouse just declared war on that reputation.
Inside a sleek underground bunker — all black walls, surgical gear, biometric locks, and threat maps — a group of mafia-blooded teens stood in the middle like it was their damn living room.
Lev looked around and muttered, “Feels like we’re about to perform open-heart surgery on a country.”
Veer, already hacking into the training drones, made them hover midair to the beat of “Barbie Girl.”
Dev added bass.
Erik rigged the surgical dummy to sit up with blood squirting from its plastic mouth, groaning like a zombie.
“RAAAA—BRAINNNNS!” Erik howled, chasing Ishaan, who promptly tripped over a heart monitor.
“I will skin all of you and use your spines as jump ropes!” screamed a COMA instructor named Morrow, red-faced and twitching.
Luce stood in the middle, arms folded, watching with mild amusement.
“Okay,” he said casually. “Before someone gets stabbed with a stethoscope, group huddle.”
Everyone assembled — slowly, reluctantly.
Saira was eating a protein bar like it was popcorn.
Sayaka sat with arms crossed, still recovering from the horror of watching Ishaan scream over fake intestines.
Avni flopped onto a surgical bed. “We need a team name,” she declared.
“A team name?” Erik asked. “What are we, a K-pop group?”
“No,” Avni smirked. “We’re something worse. We’re a bunch of messed-up murder survivors who now pretend to be med students by day and assassins by night.”
“Ooo,” Veer grinned. “So, Trauma Club?”
“Revenge Inc.?” Ishaan offered.
“Operation: We-Should-Be-In-Therapy?” Dev tried.
Sayaka groaned. “Please stop.”
Lev snapped his fingers. “Ravenfall.”
Everyone turned.
“It sounds dark,” he said. “Like... graceful, but brutal. And birds are smart. Also, we fell — but we lived.”
There was a long pause.
Luce blinked. “I don’t hate it.”
Avni nodded slowly. “Actually... that’s fire.”
“I want it on a t-shirt,” Erik said.
Saira, deadpan: “I want it on a gravestone.”
Ishaan lifted a scalpel like a sword. “RAVENFALL, ASSEMBLE!”
Sayaka immediately threw a scalpel at his feet. “Shut the hell up.”
Everyone laughed.
And just like that, Dorm 17 was dead. Ravenfall was born.
Avni & Ishaan – Doctor Training Hell
Somewhere deep in the facility, Avni and Ishaan were being tortured. Not physically — just medically.
Avni: “Scalpel.”
Ishaan: hands over a spoon “Here.”
Avni: “No. Scalpel.”
Ishaan: “Still looks like a spoon to me.”
Their instructor screamed into a clipboard. “HOW DID YOU SURVIVE ROKURO’S HELL ISLAND?!”
Avni rolled her eyes. “By being hot and unkillable.”
Yet despite the clownery, the two progressed fast. Avni could charm a surgeon mid-heart attack, and Ishaan somehow memorized the posture and movements of actual doctors.
“I look like a genius, right?” he whispered.
“You look like a rejected biology diagram,” Avni shot back.
Sayaka, Lev, and Erik – Street Shadows
Meanwhile, the shadow trio had one job: scout the streets around Haruto’s estate and the Gala venue.
Erik nearly got into a fistfight with a street vendor who tried to overcharge him for a pretzel.
“ARE YOU CHARGING ME TEN EUROS FOR BREAD?!”
Lev, trying to defuse the situation, got mistaken for a tourist and handed a flyer for a local museum.
Sayaka kept calm, watching everything with assassin-level paranoia. That’s when she spotted it:
A courier entered Haruto’s house — black suit, silent steps, holding a sealed black case.
She narrowed her eyes. “That’s not medical gear. That’s something worse.”
What the hell is in the case?
Veer, Dev, Saira – Tech Overlords
The tech trio had basically become gods of surveillance.
Veer set up encrypted comms across rooftops. Dev programmed facial recognition that referred to Haruto as “Butcher Daddy” every time it detected him.
Saira intercepted a message: encrypted, rapid, strange code. It came from Haruto — to a COMA-registered number.
Luce’s voice dropped serious. “Do not leak that to HQ until I say so.”
The team paused. Was COMA itself hiding something?
Luce & Raiden – Ghost Entry
At night, Luce and Raiden infiltrated Haruto’s mansion perimeter like shadows stitched into darkness.
They heard something — Haruto speaking to a figure in a Rokuro mask through holo-call.
Haruto: “The serum is almost stable. But the subject… must be alive when delivered.”
Raiden turned to Luce. “The subject… Sayaka?”
Luce’s jaw clenched. “We end this before August 18.”
That Night – Ravenfall Chaos
Back in the safehouse: music blasted, Veer hacked the fridge to sing, Erik tried to cook and nearly burned down a curtain.
Ishaan confessed that he sleep-talks. Saira threatened to record it and sell it to COMA.
Lev asked the question: “Who snores the worst?”
Everyone pointed at Dev.
Sayaka and Luce stood on the balcony.
“I’m scared,” she admitted quietly.
Luce looked at her. “Then let me be the one who makes everyone else scared of touching you.”
From inside, the rest of Ravenfall shouted:
“AWWWWWW—”
Sayaka turned, grabbed a fork, and flung it at the door.
“SHUT. UP!”
FINAL HOOK
August 1st. Gala infiltration begins tomorrow.
Veer entered the room, pale.
“I just cracked Haruto’s private server,” he said.
Everyone went silent.
He turned the screen to them.
File name: PROJECT SERAPHIM – SUBJECT S-01
Luce’s eyes narrowed.
“He’s building something... something COMA would kill to have.”
ns216.73.216.33da2
and then Add to home screen.