"Do you have him in your sights?" James spoke as he pressed the comm device in his ear. **Yes, he is walking down the main street** the reply came through the Comm device. "Stay on him, don't lose him and don't get yourself exposed" James instructed. They have been keeping an eye on the underworld operations for the past one month and now they have a concrete lead that can lead them to one of the underworld secret cell zones. His only regret and annoyance was that for some reason, he was asked by headquarters to stay off field operations and only supervise from branch control office. It was so annoying. Why should they take him off field duty when he's so close in nailing their target. **The target has made contact. I repeat the target has made contact** came the urgent message over the comm device. James stared at the huge screen in the control room. "Give me more visual" he spoke to the computer operators. As the details on the huge screen became clearer, everyone could see

Tobi had a strange feeling while he walked down the street, even when he moved into the isolated mainland section, this feeling refused to go away. Well he couldn't help it, ever since he was involved in the senator Jonathan's murder case, it felt like he had made too much noise in the jungle and had gotten the attention of some hidden predator. Well no matter, cos he had made up his mind that after he had concluded this deal with the black hand gang, he would disappear for good and go spend his money in some island far away. For he was starting not to feel safe in this society of crime and shadows. Of course, it couldn't be helped. Being a freelance dealer had it's perks. Understandably he gets to keep all the profits but also, he has to keep looking over his shoulder as he has no one he could trust with his life. Walking into the abandoned building, he tensed up and made sure not to show his anxiety. It wasn't really hard to adopt this behavior because

The lightning monster narrowed its eyes as it sped towards the material containing the bunch of red crystals. "I told you that they are all mine!!" The ninja girl appeared before the monster as she threw her fist. ~Hmph! Filthy human! Die!!~ The monster was enraged as it also threw its fist filled with lightning. ~Crackle!~ ~Boom!!~ The monster was shocked as it felt its bones rattling greatly as it was sent sliding backwards, creating two deep trenches with its legs. It glanced between its shaking arm and the ninja girl whom walked forward and leisurely picked up the bunched of crystals. The lightning monster stared blankly for a while before it gave an explosive roar. ~Human scum!! Hand over those crystals or I'll obliterate you!!~ The ninja girl gave a mocking smile as she took a battle stance and said "You can try ugly face" ~Rrawh!!~ The monster roared as its aura exploded, releasing lightning all over the landscape. Stretching its hand to

Regaining back his straightforward temperament, Tisane nodded as he replied "first of all Tina, you were taking my younger self to your dimension right?" "Yes master" Tina nodded. "I was going to make him go through various transmigrative therapy" "Hmm...okay, but that wouldn't be necessary anymore. Here take this" Tisane swiped his right palm with his left hand as the holographic image of an orb appeared above his palm. "This..." Tina gaped in surprise. "Is as you suspect" Tisane nodded. "A time machine blueprint" "And advanced grade too!" Tina was shocked as she received the orb and checked its specs. "Also here, have this" Tisane said solemnly. Tina saw the crystal like object that had materialized in Tisane's hand. This was a high grade dimensional capsule! Tina's hands shook as she received this object from Tisane. "Heok!" once her hands touched it, she almost dropped it in shock. "Master this--"she stopped mid-sentence as she looked at T

"I'm sorry!" The voice pleaded again enthusiastically. This was the fourth time Ibrahim was apologizing like this. Tisane was beginning to get a full blown migraine from seeing the tears and snot emerging from Ibrahim's face. "Its okay Ibrahim" Tisane replied again for the fourth time. "How can you say its okay?" Ibrahim cried. "I broke your door!" "No y--*sigh*" 'No you didn't' Tisane repeated this in his mind again and again. He knew that Ibrahim's feeble knocking, no matter how annoying it was couldn't have even put a dent in the door much less fling it across the room like that. He looked at his hand again amidst Ibrahim's continuous pleading. How did he just do that? At the moment of physical interaction between his hand and the door knob, he felt an inexplicable rush of strength, the likes he had never felt before. What was that? Adrenaline? As he was still pondering on this, that rush of pain in his head attacked him again. But noticeably, the pain h