Henry rubbed his eyes as he groggily woke up, hearing the sound of his alarm clock ringing through the silence of his apartment. He had to wake up early for his shift as a delivery rider at the local delivery company. Henry heard a knock on his door so he immediately opened it to find a woman standing there, her eyes darting around nervously. "Hey, do you need something?" Henry asked, his brow furrowed in confusion. The woman introduced herself as Lydia, and seemed hesitant to speak. She then cleared his throat, "I know who you are, Henry Constantine." "What do you mean I'm in danger? Who are you?" Henry asked sternly. Lydia took a deep breath before answering, "I'm part of the shadow syndicate hunter and they're after your watch." Henry's hand went to his wrist, "I know that they're after me and my watch but why are they after it??" Henry asked seriously."There's something special about that watch, something they want but I don't wanna help them. I wanna help you instead." Lyd
Henry gasped in astonishment as he stepped into the shimmering portal. He noticed the familiar surrounding that evoked memories on his mind. "This place, it's the bungalow house where I used to live," Henry muttered, "Why did you brought me here?" "Because I want you to know the truth that your father never rightfully owned that watch. He also stole it." Leonard interjected. Henry's heart sank at what he said, he had reclaimed the watch from his father who saved him from danger. "That's not true! My father would never steal anything." Henry protested. "Oh, but he did, Henry. He used this watch to deceive all the people. And now you're the one who pays for the price." Leonard scoffed. Henry's mind raced as he tried to process Leonard's voice and if his father had indeed stolen the watch, it meant that everything he had believed about his past was a lie. "I don't belive you. I won't give up my watch." Henry said. "You have a choice, Henry. But I want you to accept the truth that t
Henry at inside his room, staring at his Quantum Reverie watch with a a furrowed brow. Lydia sat across him his face waiting for him to speak. "So why are they after my watch?" Henry finally asked. Lydia hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath and wanna tell him the truth. "The shadow syndicate has a long and dark history. They were formed to retrieve the Quantum Reverie watch and they believe that artifact can help them achieve their goals." "But why they specifically want this watch?" "Because the watch has something that they desire while you have the unique connection to the watch that could unlock its full potential. They believe that with your help, they can use the watch to distort the history of the world and bend it to their will."Henry shook his head,"That's insane. Why would anyone want to manip. ulate history like that?" "Power, Henry. Power and control. The shadow syndicate believes that by altering the course of events, they can shape the world in their i
Henry's mind was reeling with confusion. He wondered who could have taken his lost phone and used it to post those the pictures of Isabella Wellington cheating on William. The situation was a mess and Henry was confused who took his old phone. Henry picked up his phone on the side and dialed Tristan's number and he answered immediately. He then launched into details of what had happened with William attacking him. "That's messed up, Henry. But he deserves it, " Tristan laughed."I hate him but I know he doesn't deserve it. But I don't care about what he feels it's just that I can't figure out is who took my phone in the first place. I can't remember where I left it, there have been so many events lately with us fighting villains in town. " Henry replied. "It could have been anyone who had access to your phone. But who could want to frame you like that?" Tristan also pondered. "I have no idea, it feels like everyone is a suspect at this point," Henry shook his head. "Maybe it was
"I can't believe you're doing this to me, Lydia? You know I never wanted to cheat on my wife," Henry dictated as he turned to Lydia. Lydia looked up at him with a sly smile, "Why you're blaming me? I thought you want it too." "No, I don't. You know I was under a lot of pressure at work and my mission to find the syndicate and you suddenly appeared, tempting and distracting me." Lydia's shook his head, "So now it's my fault? You made the choice to kiss me.""I should never have trusted you, Lydia. You were never really on my side, were you?? You were just using me to get what you wanted." Henry angered. Lydia stand and approached him, "Of course, I'm on your side and you don't have to be so uptight all the time. We could have some fun together." Henry glared at her, "Are you dumb? You see, I have a wife and even though she didn't love me but I don't have the right to cheat on her as I made vows to her." "Come on, Henry. Don't be so naive. You think your wife is the only one for y
"Are they gone?" Lydia asked. "For now but they'll be back." Henry answered, his words hung heavy in the air. Lydia pressed a cold cloth to Henry's gunshot wound on his arm, "You're losing too much blood. You need to go to the hospital." Henry winced as she bandaged the wound, "I'm fine, Lydia. I can handle this." "No, you're not fine. And if you don't take care of yourself, you won't be able to protect that watch." Henry sighed as he couldn't afford to succumb the pain and he had to fight for the watch, for his life. "They won't stop until they get it. They'll do anything." Henry muttered. "Then you have to be prepared for anything. You have to fight back." Lydia said."Don't let them take it from you. It's all you have left." Henry turned to face her and his eyes blazing, "I'll never let them take it." "So now we have to get out of here. They'll find us if we stay here."Henry nodded, "But I have no idea where we should go.""Me too, but there must be a way out. There has to
Henry was laying on his bed and the pain of his wound still lingering in his arm. The bullet that was fired had torn through his flesh and left a wound that refused to heal. "Henry, your wound require additional time to mend. The bullet that struck you appears to be of an unusual composition." Butler Mr. Howard informed with a somber expression. "How long? I don't have time for this. The shadow syndicate is closing on me." Henry cursed. "Don't worry, Henry. Your friend, Prosecutor Tristan Morris is currently seeking a solution to your dilemma." he assured him. Hours turned into days as Henry endured the agonizing pain. While Mr. Howard and Tristan worked tirelessly poring over medical texts and consulting with the finest healers in the city but a cure is remained elusive. "Tristan, I don't know how much longer I can hold out. The syndicate will be here soon." Henry pleaded. Tristan frowned and his brow furrowed in frustration, "I'm doing everything I can, Henry. But I fear this
The man lunged at Lydia but Tristan managed to break free and tackle it to the ground. They grappled on the floor and their bodies slamming against the wall. Tristan finally managed to get the figure into a choke hold but it was too strong for him. The figure's fingers dug into Tristan's throat, cutting off his air for supply. Tristan's vision started to blur and in that moment, he knew he was about to die. Suddenly, he heard a loud crash. Tristan looked up and saw Lydia standing over the man, holding a broken chair leg. She had struck the man in the head and knocking it unconscious. "Are you okay?" Lydia asked as Tristan gasped for breath as Lydia helped him to his feet. "Thanks, you saved my life." Tristan nodded as his doubts towards her vanishrd. Henry was right, she's not an enemy. "Let's get out of here before he wakes up." Lydia said.Tristan nodded grimly, but his eyes were drawn back to the unconscious man on the floor. Curiousity mingled with dread as he cautiously ap