Narrator's POV Joe's HouseEida took everything she could. Her sword. Her armor. She looked at the letter Joe sent to her.There was surely going to be war. Suna. Avida. Harver Morvacain. She had to do something. And she knew just what to do. She was going to break them down. One by one. She'd have to trust Joe to deal with Harver Morvacain. Or Master Damien to deal with Suna. But she was going to take the Demon' Hunters down. She made a phone call. "Hey ". "I told you, i'm not interested". "Not interested. In the war or our mission? ""Eida, you're... ". "Slytheria. Suna is alive somewhere. And whatever he's planning is not good". "I'm not interested", Slytheria said, cutting the call. She looked out the window. Suna being alive was more of a nightmare. Where she was, he wouldn't even care if she was alive. Her mother had been over thrown by Suna. She had to do something. Something.Narrator's POV The CityMaster Damien watched as the children played under th
Narrator's POV Somewhere SecretThey looked across the large dining table, at each other.No one had said anything, and Joe hadn't touched his food. "It's means the food is bad enoughWhenever the guest won't take even a morsel", Harver Morvacain said with a smile. "Do you have a taster or something like that, because I don't trust you. You stopped my mission. I'm supposed to be looking for... ". "Violet. I know, and like Mina said she has our best men working on it". "There's something I want to know". "Dennis has worked under me for almost a decade". "So you planted him as a mole in World Track international? ""That's another perspective. I would prefer stepping blocks". "Those checks you sent through mail weren't from my employers". He smirked. The younger man was surely smart. Putting two and three together to form five wasn't really common. Harver continued his story. "When I heard you we're back from Burangar, I felt I had to make use of the opportunity that life has
Narrator's POV,The City"Norman", she moaned. He was ravaging his neck. She loved sex.Especially morning sex after a long night of sex. No, she's not a nymphomaniac. She's just one of those people who don't get satisfied easily. Now I'm defending her. She put her hand behind his neck. She didn't want him to stop kissing her neck. It kept turning her on. Someone banged the door. She pushed Norman away. "Stanning", he said panting. She groaned. His partner had special timing of spoiling their morning routine.Stanning opened the door before Norman reached the door. She looked at him from head to toe. He ushered her in, his shirt still undone. She looked around the house. Everything was in a mess. "Newbie. Couldn't find a place to settle down? ", she asked. "Actually I... ". Stanning looked at his girlfriend who came out of the room naked. "Never took you for the one who liked early mornings, newbie. Turns out your low work rate wasn't a gene problem ". "Stanning. You
Narrator's POV The City, Police StationShe pointed the gun directly at his forehead. "How long have you known? ", she asked. "I... ". "I didn't ask for a story". "Stanning, please". "Call me Dakota". "Ever since the attack in Michigan". "You've never been to Michigan". "I got in here by merit". "I know. Who sponsored it? ""I'm not supposed to say..""Maybe you should die with it", she said. "No. I mean.... ""Nuh-uh. Don't stutter. I want to hear the full story". "I can't say it here". "Okay then". She hit him with the butt of her gun. He held his bleeding nose. She handcuffed him and dragged him away. "Nothing here to see. We're just roleplaying", she said. She reached the car and forced him into the boot. The waitress from the night before rushed to him. "What kept you? "Dakota Stanning looked at her. "Have you ever kidnapped someone someone before? ""No... ". "Then shut up", she said getting into the car. She drove off like she was late for a flight. She w
Narrator's POV The City's Old Railway Station, 10pmNorman halted the car. He was super scared. But he couldn't escape . He was handcuffed to the steering wheel. He saw a car move towards him. He shifted in his heat. They could just move by and shoot him. Or crash into his mind. He was apprehensive, his hands shaking. Two men came out of the car. He watched them put their pistols into their pouches, then make their way towards him. He was scared. Stanning didn't even give him a gun. Suddenly, he heard two gunshots from the darkness. The two men were down the next minute. Stanning came out of the darkness. She rushed towards them. She'd strategically shot both them below the waist. She pressed her feet against one's gunshot wound. "Aah! ". "Who do you work for? "The second one tried to escape. "You move, I'll blow your brains". She turned her eyes back to the first one. She directed her gun at his forehead. "I already asked nicely""I won't tell you, bitch"! "She sh
Narrator's POVParisMina looked out the window of the airplane. She was hungry. Not for food. But for a life. She was tired of being used. Harver Morvacain had degraded her role in recent years. She had gone from daughter to a deal broker. That meant no sleep. And a lot of conscience because she had to deceive her partnerships. Pretty much all their partnerships were of deceptive nature. The plane landed. She took off her earpods. Hell. She was going to make a partner. She'd never let him before. She wondered what he'd look like. She put on her protection ring. The last time she forgot, Lord Baron nearly found her out. The bodyguards escorted her to the limo. Harver was screw that she'd run away. It was his fault. He was backstabbing everybody.He felt superior to everyone. There was only way to forget about this. Since she was in Paris, she could meet Genevieve. She actually believe she was smiling. Gen was the only person who made her feel like herself. Maybe that was th
Narrator's POV The City, a SafeHouse"Drop that down. I don't even what that does", Stanning Dakota said. Norman shrugged then dropped the water bottle. "Im sure that's just a water bottle". "This place is cool", the waitress said. Stanning had to admit she was impressed. But she had to put the mission in mind. The only reason why he gave them the keys was to get rid of the Skin Croc Gang. And Luther. She wondered what It'd be like if they met again. She took an arrow. Its yio had been laced in some sort of metal. 'Must be poisonous', she thought. "All right. Listen up", she said huddling all of them together. "We need to come up with a plan. A good plan". She looked at Norman. "What? We're associates now". She looked at the waitress. "We both know if we don't stick together, they're going to kill us". They didn't have choice anyway. There was a knock on the door. She looked at Norman. "Its not me", he promised. She passed him a pistol, then took a double barrel. Th
Narrators POVProfessor winced as he felt the blade pierced his flesh. "I warned you not to go after him", she nagged. He was older than her.The pain he felt anytime he let Arilla take a little part of his soul was unbearable."He's been looking out the window", she whispered. His house keeper was a gossip. "I'm done", she announced. "Done? I... "The fire made contact with the knife wound she'd just created. He winced, holding onto the table with all his might. Sweat gathered at his forehead. What he had to go through everytime. He couldn't go behind Harver and ask for the Medic's help. She was finally done. She used his shirt to mop his sweat, then left with it. He took the clean shirt she kept for him and wore it. He made his way to where David was, in his wheelchair. "How do you feel? ", he asked David. "I don't know". "I do. You want to kill Luther. But we have a deal""Luther is the reason why I'm in this mess. He soile everything friom me. And you're telling me n
EpilogueA few years laterJoe Wolford walked down the hallway. He'd never get used to the ceiling, which seemed to be alive. The drawings from the war they'd fought a few years earlier.It wasn't exactly a victory. He'd lost a lot. Emily wrapped her hand around his arm. He nodded at her. She'd been the one who helped him walk through his pain. She'd been his pillar. "It's beautiful", he said taking a deep breath. "But not as beautiful as me", she said. He laughed. "Yeah. You're the most beautiful woman in the world". "Most beautiful? Now you're too much", she said with a smile. "Most beautiful. In the whole wide world". They reached the end of the hallway. "Just a reminder. I never wanted to be here", he sighed. "It's his birthday, Joe". He sighed again. He'd never thought he'd meet the crocodile man from Club Go again. Now they were family friends. Emily knocked at the door. "Joe! ". Joe sighed again, feeling his heart sink. Emily rubbed his back. The door opened
Narrator's POvHarver Movacain's Burial, The City, Morvacain Estate The funeral procession went on like it should, sniffles and all. Harvey was the one who was holding Marie from tears. Everyone wondered why she was crying. No one knew. Even Joe wondered where Mina was. The undeundertakers put sand on the grave, covering it. EpilogueA few years laterJoe Wolford walked down the hallway. He'd never get used to the ceiling, which seemed to be alive. The drawings from the war they'd fought a few years earlier.It wasn't exactly a victory. He'd lost a lot. Emily wrapped her hand around his arm. He nodded at her. She'd been the one who helped him walk through his pain. She'd been his pillar. "It's beautiful", he said taking a deep breath. "But not as beautiful as me", she said. He laughed. "Yeah. You're the most beautiful woman in the world". "Most beautiful? Now you're too much", she said with a smile. "Most beautiful. In the whole wide world". They reached the end of the
Narrator's POV Somewhere Secret, Alpine CoveWhen the Captain had burst in and heard the alarms, he'd expected to see armed guards waiting, but everyone was in a frantic rush to escape from the building. Someone, or something landed from above, hitting him with great force. It was Harver. A Mito infested Harver. He tried to move, but he couldn't. Harver had psychically rooted him to the spot. Harver rushed at him, but fortunately Joe came to his rescue, jumping in. They struggled, the Mitos coming from Harver's body and entangling Joe. Joe's Demon Essence charged up, burning the Mitos off. Joe kicked Harver from him, but before Joe could blink, Harver was back on him again. He pushed Joe to the floor, the Mito trying to enter Joe's mouth. He struggled. "Do something! ", he yelled to the Captain. The Captain tried to move, but he was still stuck to the spot. Marie forcefully peeled Harver away from Joe. "Harver, I know you're in there somewhere ", she begged. Harver's Mitos c
Narrator's povFlashbackHarver was escaping. He'd discovered a secret that changed everything about his mission.. The Book of Shadows was not the key to stopping the demons. It was the key to control them. King Trafford desired to have these demons to himself. His armies chased after Harver for all they were worth, but he didn't bugde. All of a sudden, his horse stopped, throwing him over. He landed in the snow, wondering why his horse was running away and leaving him on the cold floor. He could smell them. Mitos. He started to run back, towards the army. The Mitos infested humans chased after him. They crashed into the incoming army, hoarding them. Harver realized he was going to be stuck between the devil and the Red Sea if he didn't find a way out. He ran into General Lothbrok. "You bastard!. You dared to betray the king", he said, jumping off his horse. "He's the one who betrayed us. He's planning on controlling the Mitos for his own benefit. He doesn't care about you".
Narrator's POV A few years ago, Flashback "The Book of Shadows is what I need to restore me rule over this dimension". "What is this book anyway? ""The Shadow Mythos. Whoever has this book in his possession can conquer the world. The Shadows empowers, sustains and makes everyone bow". Harver didn't understand a word. "The Lioness sent me on a secret mission to help you find a book that might be a myth". "Its not a myth. My grandfather once willed the book". "What happened to him afterwards? ""He ran mad". "Oh". "But that is because he held the book for his personal gain. I wish to will it to bring back the rain". "Rain? ""That gods has decided to punish us. They released terrible demons on us and withheld our rain. I have lost more than half of my people, and the people who used to look at me with so much love and respect scorn at the mention of my name". He was dejected. "Demons? What do you mean? "He raised his hands in the air. Two men came out from behind trees.
Narrator's POV A few years ago, FlashbackA young Harver Morvacain trudged on, his carriage waiting for him. He was not exactly happy about going on a secret mission. He'd just confessed his feelings to Marie a week prior, and Mina's birthday was in a few days.He resolved to finish the mission in two days and return. But he was in shock when he got to Trafford. It was a dimension stuck in the past. No cars, televisions or roads. He made his way to the palace, angry that his carriage had shown up two hours later than usual. He noticed that the streets were empty. He entered the king's quarters, bowing as he came in presence of the king. "Harver Morvacain. I've been expecting you". "King Trafford... ". "Urgency, please. The Lioness claim you're the man for the job. I need your help in retrieving a book". "Book? ""The Book of Shadows. Lies beyond the mountains, for anyone daring enough to embark on a journey that kills most men". "Ok... ". "We leave at dawn". And that w
Narrator's POV Somewhere Secret, Alpine CoveJoe hid behind some bushes. He couldn't do this. Damn. Wasn't he the one who said anything was possible? But the Mitos had tortured him. Messed with his mind beyond reason. He stood up from his hiding place, then hid back immediately. Harver Morvacain was there. He needed to get to Emily. Before he knew it, a younger version of Harver Morvacain stood in front in him. There was nowhere to run to. "Who are you? ", Harver asked. "I'm Joe. Joe Wolford".Joe couldn't sense any Demon Essence from him. Nor a Mito. Joe stood up. "Who are you? ", he asked. The young man scratched his forehead. "I don't know. I'm lost. Could you help me find my way back? "Joe's senses picked up Mitos. They we're watching the two of them converse, but they were keeping their distance. They were scared of the younger Harver.Joe had an idea. "I think I can". They walked down the hallway of students. "All you have to do is to pretend like you know me".
Narrators POVSomewhere Secret, Alpine CoveThe portal opened, the Lioness coming through. They were dressed in black, and they all had weapons with them. They were here for Harver Morvacain. The man who was one of them but betrayed them for personal power. Guards came out of their hiding places, shooting at the Lioness agents. A light shield was formed, stopping the bullets. The shield parted, an electric wave passing and shocking the guards. They rushed at the guards, cutting and slicing them.They made their way to the castle at a steady pace. There was no telling what Harver Morvacain had been planning. He had the Mitos.The Medic waded through the crowd, in what seemed like a university campus. She started to walk faster as she noticed someone who looked like Joe Wolford. She bumped into someone. "Sorry", she said, trying to advance. He held onto her shirt. When she looked up, his face gradually turned into a smile. A wicked smile with teeth behind. A Mito.She hit hi
Stanning's PovThe City BankStanning crept past the gate and into the bank's premises. The guards were all dead. I checked the bullets in my gun again, for like the fifth time. I was nervous. I'd run into the Skin Croc Gang a lot of times in the past and come out unharmed , but this time it was different. I was a demon. It'd been ten years. What could have happened? A lot. I'd changed too. I was no longer a crybaby, and I didn't care about what I looked like. All I wanted was some peace. I saw my mother every single night in my sleep. I put her hand into a pouch, bringing out finely grounded dust. I poured it in a straight line round the outside of the bank building , forming a circle. I was creating a magical boundary that'd keep Luther in the building. I looked at my teammates. There was no going back.Norman and Donna put on their masks. "Let's do this ", I said. Norman kicked the door open. "It's the police!. Freeze!", he screamed shooting all the bullets in his assa