"Mav! Victor is getting back up!" Haley squealed. "We don't have time! Make it happen now!""I'm on it!" Maverick answered, getting three people on a private radio channel."Valeria! Drew! Lance!" he hollered into the microphone. "Get to Starfall immediately. It's lying only a few yards away from your location. Make the sword vertical somehow. Let me know once it is done. Hurry!"While Victor slowly rose to his feet, the beastly features relapsing, his generals sprung into action. They rushed to Starfall, which was lying abandoned on the beach sand.The sword was still dark and gave off eerie vibes, but it was no longer glowing. The trio slipped their fingers under it.Starfall weighed over fifteen tons; therefore, even with their combined efforts, it wouldn't budge from its position.Val and Drew exchanged serious glances and asked Lance Baker to stand back."The King's Hand!" they hollered in unison. Using the special privilege accorded to generals of the NWO, they accessed monstrous

Dr. Kirby sighed and shook his head. He had categorically arrived intending to deliver the sad news.“I’m not sure, Mr. Damone. But if you must really know… I can offer you an educated guess.”“Go ahead. What is the maximum possible extent of my remaining life?”The doctor lowered his eyes to the chart. “The cancer and autoimmune conditions are progressing at a frightening pace. We have seen nothing like this before. It’s as if your own body is rejecting life and is in a hurry to kill you.”“Just answer my question, doc. Don’t beat around the bush.”Dr. Kirby raised his eyes. “My most optimistic guess would be… You have less than 48 hours.”While the others looked despondent, Claire jumped to her feet and exploded in a fury. “What nonsense are you blabbering? Cancer and autoimmune diseases are obviously curable! What kind of quack doctor are you? Just do something to save Victor! Money is no issue! I can pay a billion dollars!”Dr. Kirby flinched and stepped back, disturbed by the you

Stonegate Cemetery was a low-key graveyard in suburban Springfield where the middle-class and lower families buried their dead. It was characterized by small gravestones, tall grass, and overgrown hedges. The place was also where the Damone ancestors lay.A crowd gathered around a freshly prepared grave. The morning had seen a light drizzle, and moisture still clung to the soil and the mourners' umbrellas.The coffin was slowly lowered into the grave, and the attending priest said his prayers. He ended the session on a high note, urging Victor's loved ones to move on.It was a peaceful, closed-casket funeral. Therefore, the mourners could not see Victor's face. However, the priest urged them to say their final words to him.Haley B was the first to step forward. Her face was covered in a netted veil to prevent ordinary people from recognizing her. The last thing they needed was a crowd of fans disrupting the funeral."Victor… I never imagined I'd outlive someone like you…" Haley said,

A week passed after the startling discovery that Carol was carrying Victor’s child. She was incredulous that one sexual encounter with him would impregnate her. Parents often had to try several times before they succeeded in conception.However, she conducted detailed tests at the hospital to be 100% sure. All of them yielded positive results.The implications of Carol’s discovery send her into a tizzy. She spent a week contemplating them. It was without doubt that she wanted to give birth. She would love the baby more than anything else in the world.Abortion was out of the question. However, several questions cropped up in Carol’s mind. Should she raise the baby as Victor’s offspring under his name? Would society believe it to be true? If they did believe her, would they extend support or condemn her?Soon after, Carol received an invitation to attend a gathering at the Damone house. Curiously, she read the letter to find out the occasion. It was Victor’s reading of the last will an

Haley B came forward with staggering steps. It appeared she was drunk. Elsa's associate approached her and handed over a velvet-lined box.Haley snatched the gift roughly and opened it. She stared at the ornament for several seconds. "Where is the seventh gem? There are only six here.""Since Mr. Damone was carrying it on his person during the terrorist attack, it is possible one of the gems was destroyed."Haley scoffed and walked away, settling on a couch with a glass of scotch. She seemed determined to drown her sorrows in liquor.Elsa waited for a moment before resuming the reading of Victor's will. "To Claire Holt, I trust the Chairperson position of the Springfield Rapids Project. Moving forward, her decisions will be law as far as the project is concerned."Audible gasps and grumbling protests broke out in the crowd. Claire dabbed her eyes with a tissue and stepped forward. "I accept the position.""How could Victor give away the top post to Claire when there are many senior b