What on earth?

Dad chuckled as he took a bite of Mom's cooking. "Wow, this is delicious! What's the secret ingredient?"

Mom beamed with pride. "It's a family recipe passed down from generations. A little bit of love and a pinch of magic."

Lily, her mouth full of food, nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, it's like a party in my mouth!"

Maya laughed, savoring the flavors. "I agree, Mom's cooking always hits the spot."

Just then, Connor's phone buzzed, breaking the jovial atmosphere. "Sorry, guys, gotta take this," he said, stepping away from the table to answer the call.

While Connor was on the phone, Maya leaned in closer to Lily and whispered, "I wonder what's got him so busy."

Lily shrugged, her expression curious. "Who knows? Maybe he's planning a surprise for us."

As they were engrossed in conversation and enjoying their meal, Connor discreetly reached for his walkie-talkie hidden in his pocket. Suddenly, a cloud of gas filled the room, enveloping everyone except Connor, who had anticipated the danger and quickly donned his protective mask.

Before succumbing to the effects of the gas, Maya managed to whisper, her voice laced with confusion and betrayal, "Connor, why? Why would you do this to us?" Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to comprehend the situation, but sleep soon overtook her.

With a heavy heart, Connor glanced at his family, now unconscious and vulnerable. "I'm sorry, guys," he murmured softly, his voice barely audible amidst the chaos. "But this is necessary to protect our family."

A group of masked men swiftly entered the room, responding to Connor's command. Together, they carefully loaded Maya, her parents, and Lily into a waiting van parked outside. As the vehicle drove off into the night, Connor couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at him, knowing that his actions had shattered the peace and trust within their family.

In the van, after regaining consciousness...

Maya: "What happened? Why are we in the back of a van?"

Dad: "Connor, explain yourself! Why are we handcuffed like criminals?"

Connor: "I know this looks bad, but please, you have to trust me. I'll explain everything when I can."

Mom: "We can't trust you if you keep us in the dark, Connor. What's going on?"

As they discuss, a sudden jolt shakes the van, causing it to shut off.

Dad: "What was that? Why did the van stop?"

Connor: "I don't know, Dad. Something's not right. We need to stay alert."

Maya: "I don't like this, Connor. What's happening?"

Connor: "I wish I had answers, Maya. But for now, we need to focus on getting out of here."

Lily remains silent, clutching onto her family members, her eyes wide with fear.

As Connor's team muttered about the unfolding situation, he felt a surge of fear grip him. "We need to act fast," he urged, his voice tense with urgency. "Get this van back up and running."

While his team scrambled to fix the van, Connor fumbled with his communicator, attempting to send a distress signal to their base. "Come on," he muttered under his breath, his fingers moving frantically over the buttons.

After what felt like an eternity, a sudden explosion rocked the area, causing everyone to duck for cover. Through the chaos, they caught a glimpse of something unearthly emerging from the wreckage of the meteor.

Connor's heart pounded in his chest as he watched the strange creatures emerge. "We can't stay here," he declared, his voice laced with determination. "We need to get to the base, now!"

With a sense of urgency, Connor's team sprang into action, firing up the van's engine and speeding off towards safety.

As the spider-like robot blocked their path, Connor's eyes widened in disbelief. "What on earth is that?" he exclaimed, his voice tinged with alarm. With quick reflexes, he swerved the van to evade the robot's attacks, narrowly avoiding its lethal strikes.

Finally breaking free from the mechanical menace, they sped towards the safety of their base. As they arrived, Connor's attention was drawn to his teammates gathered around a television screen. Curious, he approached, only to find them fixated on the news report unfolding before them.

Meanwhile, Maya and her father, fueled by adrenaline and determination, fought off their captors with all their strength. With a fierce display of resilience, they managed to overpower their opponents and break free from their restraints. Breathing heavily, Maya surveyed their surroundings, realizing they were in the heart of Connor's base.

Feeling a sense of urgency, Maya quickly searched through the belongings of Connor's teammates, hoping to find something that could help them. Amidst the chaos, she spotted a utility belt containing various tools and gadgets. With a determined nod, she strapped it on, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

As the camera looked up, they saw a huge robot in the sky throwing rocks down. Connor thought the meteor that fell into the sea was the same as the man's. The man in the suit talked about what was in the meteor.

The man in the suit continued, "Inside that meteor are creatures from mythology. They're here to reshape the world, to eliminate humanity and create a new era." Connor listened, his expression grim. "We have to stop them," he muttered to himself, his mind racing with thoughts of how to protect his family and stop this threat.

Connor's team, their faces filled with nervousness, expressed their doubts. "We can't do it, Connor," one of them said, shaking their head. "It's too late. It's impossible..." Connor clenched his jaw, refusing to accept defeat. "We have to try," he insisted, his voice firm. "We can't just give up now. There has to be a way to stop them."

Connor's team slammed the door behind them, leaving Connor alone with his thoughts. "Boss, they're gone," one of them reported. Connor's face filled with panic as he realized the gravity of the situation. "We need to regroup and come up with a plan," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "For now, I'll handle those guys." With determination in his eyes, he mounted his motorcycle and set off to find them.