Narrator's POV The CItyLuther sat on the bench, thinking of what just happened. It couldn't have been coincidence. The biggest shock of his life. So was the key to his memories. He needed to find a way to meet with her. What really happened when he tried to chase after the taxi? A sharp pain coursed through his head. He saw a flash of life where the world was burning. Where he destroyed the world. He looked at his hands. Nancy was right. He was a monster. Luther couldn't sleep. He kept on turning from side to side. He wasn't alone. Nancy also couldn't sleep."I think he likes me", she said with the innocence of someone who was just falling into love for the first time. "Hmmm", was all he could say. "what's wrong? ", she asked, noticing the disdain in his voice. 'He must be in one of his moods', she thought. "Everything", he said, sitting up. She jumped down from her bunk bed. "Everything?! ". "Keep it down. You'll wake up Aunt Darcy". "Sorry", she said, sitting with him
Narrator's POV The City"Could you go any faster? ", Joe asked the taxi driver. "I'm trying to ", the old man said. Hope groaned. "Maybe she's just sick". She glared at him. Gone was the smiling attitude she kept with him. "Because you overwork her. You're an enslaver". "What is this about? ", he asked shocked. "All she wants is your forgiveness and understanding. She understands if you want to move on... ". "Wait.. ". She cut him off. "I know everything that has happened. She broke your trust, but this is no way to treat the one you love. She's been working her ass for someone who doesn't appreciate it". The taxi driver tried to intervene. "Drive faster! ", she screamed. "Kids these days", he muttered. Joe kept quiet for the rest of the journey. He had no idea that Emily was overworking herself for his sake. He didn't deserve the paycheck. Hope banged on the door. "Emily! ", she screamed. Joe put his hand on the door and it gave way, opening. She looked at him, sur
Narrator's POV The City, Hope's houseJoe looked at her. "Stop looking at me", she blushed, looking down at her food. Joe always had a way of making her feel like a novice. His smile. His new found confidence. He was a new, different man. And she had to be wary. Hope had gone back to work, and they were in the kitchen. "Don't you have work? " she asked with a frown, half-wishing he wouldn't leave because of what she said.She was head over heels for him. "You're going to stay up all night doing it anyway". She paused, the food in her throat hanging. He passed her some water. She looked at him. She never took Hope for a big mouth. "I should have noticed. Paid more attention". "It's not your fault i'm sick. You have a lot on your plate". "But it's you I want to eat! ", he said with a smile. "Joe! ", she screamed, her face turning red. What the hell was happening to her?! Her naivety seemed to come from nowhere, and she was behaving like she and Joe never made out before."
Narrator's POVHe ducked as the gunshots hit. A security guard fell dead close to Luther. Luther picked up his gun and cocked the pistol. He'd handled a gun before.He managed to aim one of the masked men, just below the knee. A yelp from the man alerted his fellow robbers. Luther crept away and found the elevator. He managed to slip in unnoticed, but before he could close the door, a bullet hit him in the shoulder. "Ah! ", he screamed. He still managed to get up and shoot back. He was going to find the archeologist, even though he didn't know what he looked like. As the elevator opened, he was face to face with a young lady. He dragged her into the elevator and pressed random buttons. "What are you doing?! ", she screamed. "Saving you. There are robbers out there". She nodded. "They want a jigsaw puzzle". "Jigsaw puzzle? ""Yes... I don't know what they're talking about". "I'm looking for Mr Harvey. An archeologist. Do you know him? ""I thought you were a cop""N
Narrators POVA Hotel, the CityDennis caught him before he took another corner. Joe bent, his hands on his knees, panting. "God. Did you take the stairs? ", he asked concerned. "I had to", Joe said, repairing his suit. "Emily? ""She's doing better", he said. "Hope you didn't go soft on her for missing work? "Joe looked at him. "This was not the plan", Dennis said. "The plan isn't what I do. I can't play with her the way she played with me. I can hurt her". Dennis nodded, opening the door. He entered the room, which was designed Lila an exquisite meeting room. A purplish haired lady, with her back turned to them, was looking out the window. "Uh, hello? ", Dennis called. She didn't reply. He looked at Joe. The lady must have become cross, because she had been waiting for a few hours. Joe sighed. He walked up to her and tapped her. She turned, taking off her earpods. "I'm sorry, a meeting is about to happen. If you're really interested in me, you could wait outside". "I
Narrator's POV FlashbacksA decade agoLuther jumped over he fence, falling and hitting his arm. He groaned, but he did not have enough time to grovel, for the cops were chasing him. This was his life. Always running from the cops. This was the dark side of the city. Where the Skin Croc Gang thrived, and drug users were the only rivers that ran through the city. Lither saw the lights of the cat turn in. Hope filled him. 'Just a few meters more', he hoped. He bumped into a policewoman. She caught him by the collar, the bag he was holding off, revealing bundles of cash. He tried to struggle with her, bit her grip was more powerful. She smiled at him. "Hey there". He calmed, his eyes searching for an escape. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out. The policewoman fell to the floor, a bullet lodged in her head. "Oh my God", he gasped. More gunshots rang out and all the policemen around were dead the next second. The gang members came out of their hiding places. A masked member bent and pick
Narrator's POV The City, Aunt Darcy's HouseHe closed the journal. It was a waste of his time. The journal was teeming with ancient symbols he wasn't sure he could decipher. He was lost. He needed to know what happened. Ten years we're missing from his life. Someone entered the room. Aunt Darcy did not speak, nor come close. She was studying him. "I'm sorry, I went out", he apologized.She laughed. "Nothing, no, i... it just reminded me of when you were younger", she said, walking up behind him. She rested her hands on his shoulders, giving him a light massage. "What was I like? ""Alone. Always bracing forward to do new things. Luther, I'm just scared that someone out there might recognize you. You don't remember everything, so you can be framed for something you didn't do". "But it was me who did these things... And I have to find a way to remember". "I'm sure you will", she said giving him a hug from behind. He watched her leave the room. He scribbled a name at the last pag
Narrator's PovThe City, Police StationStanning banged the table. "You know , i'm feeling quite sad that i'm leaving", Professor Harvey said with a smug smile on his face. What's your relationship with the Skin Croc Gang? Why did they attack the unserground room of the museum? ", she asked."Expensives paintings, artifacts.. ". "I'm looking for a man". Sbe cut him off, knowing he wasn't going to answer. "Is the police officer becoming lonely? ", he asked her partner. "Im serious", she said. "Professor Harvey, you're free to go", a voice said through the speaker. He stood up. "If you want to cross paths with me, then youre going to have to believe in the supernatural", he said leaving. Stanning looked to her partner. "Dont worry, we'll get him next time". Narrator's PovThe City, Joe's houseEmily was busy on her phone when Joe burst into the house, piggybacking Eida. She stopped her phone. "What's wrong? ", she asked. Joe didnt reply, he kept Eida on the couch and went into
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