Agenda

The figure's smile grew wider as it revealed its plan.

"We've been watching you, Ethan. Your research, your passion... it's all so fascinating."

Ethan's eyes narrowed. "What do you want from me?"

The figure's gaze drifted to Rory. "And from you, Rory, we want your expertise in meteorology."

Rory's eyes widened. "What are you planning?"

The figure leaned forward. "We're going to control the weather. And with your help, we'll make it happen."

Sophia's voice was laced with disgust. "You'll never succeed."

The figure chuckled. "Oh, but we already have. Our technology is advanced, and with your expertise, we'll be unstoppable."

Ethan's mind raced. "You're talking about geoengineering."

The figure nodded. "Yes, and with your help, we'll reshape the world."

Rory's face set in determination. "We'll never cooperate."

The figure's smile faltered. "Ah, but you will. You see, we have something you want."

Little did they know, the figure's words would change everything.