"Good morning everyone, my name is Ethan Anderson, and today, we're all gathered to witness the birth and start of Greatness" He began, cameras flashing and making clicking sounds continuously."We're not just here to break ground; we are here to break barriers. We are here to create something extraordinary, something that will stand the test of time, and outlive us." He spoke with the calm authority that had become his hallmarkSandra added, her voice filled with passion, "This isn't just a project; it's a legacy. Let's build something remarkable together."The crowd erupted in applause, the sound echoing across the site. The energy was palpable, the sense of purpose undeniable."Thank you." Ethan said, locking his hand with Sandra's, as he waved the other one to the people gathered. "Let's get to work." He said as they turned back."Mr. Ethan, when should we expect the monument project to be completed?" A voice asked."Mr. Ethan how do you feel being the one that was granted the pro
"This is unnecessary Ethan." The Old Man as he watched on, as if the person he spoke was in the room with him, or would hear him through the television.The Old Man heaved a sigh, it seemed what he greatly feared was about to materialize. He had to conclude his mission and return to the city as soon as possible.***Denera laid on her bed, restless, turning from pillar to post. She had changed back into normal house wears, clad in a simple gown. The television that hung on the wall was on and displaying news. Denera's attention wasn't on the TV though. She was too restless to concentrate.Letting out a little scream of frustration, she jumped out of the bed and headed for the door..A sharp and energetic tone came from the TV, halting her in her tracks. With haste she returned back to her bed to see what was about to be displayed on the TV.The sound she heard was only used when a very important news was about to be passed acrossed, overriding whatever show was been shown at the mome
"Well well well, if it isn't the hero of the day." A baritone voice spoke from behind them, making them all to turn back with immediate effect, Paul, instinctively jumping in front of Ethan."Jason?" Sandra asked, with utter disbelief in her eyes."Hello love." Jason said, with an evil smirk on his face."Jason, I'm sorry did we have any prior meeting?" Ethan asked, stepping away from Paul's back as he approached Jason."Oh not at all. I saw you on the TV this morning and decided to come and offer my greetings in person." Jason answered."You didn't have to." Ethan said, as he and Jason shook each other's hands. "Come, let's take this conversation to my office." Ethan added."Nah, I can see you have a guest, I wouldn't want to get in you guys way." Jason declined."I was just leaving." Sandra jumped in, her voice cold and distant. She headed for the door. "See you some other time Ethan." She said as she walked out the door without waiting for Ethan's reply."Shall we?" Ethan asked, as
"It seems evil deeds runs in the Lockwood House." Ethan added. "If you have nothing to say, get out of my office." Ethan ordered.Jason gave him a wicked smile as he turned and walked out the door. "This isn't over Ethan, it was just the beginning." He added as walked out the door.Ethan slumped back unto the car, heaving a sigh. Shit just got real!Without wasting anymore time, he grabbed his phone which was on the table and dialed the Old Man's number."Good day Master Ethan, I was just about to call you and congratulate you on the commen...." The Old Man stated as soon as the call connected."He knows." Ethan cut in, almost whispering."Who knows?" The Old Man asked. "And knows what?" He further added."Jason Lockwood." Ethan began. "He knows about the whole event that happened all those years ago. I don't know how but he knows!" Ethan added."But how is that possible?" The Old Man asked, confused and unable to think."I have absolutely no idea." Ethan answered."You told me you ma
It was strange that it took Jackson and Jason knowing his secret to make him face his bottled up emotions about suzan's death, but nevertheless, he was glad some good came out of it.***Nestled in the heart of the sprawling estate of the Lockwood family, hidden from prying eyes, lay the enigmatic Serpent’s Den. The family’s mansion, an imposing Gothic structure with ivy-clad walls and towering spires, was a well-known landmark. But the true heart of the Lockwood's sinister machinations lay deep beneath the surface, far removed from the grandeur seen by the public.To the casual observer, the mansion’s library was a treasure trove of rare books and antique maps, bathed in the soft glow of ornate chandeliers. However, behind a seemingly innocuous bookshelf, a secret passageway awaited discovery. Activated by pulling an inconspicuous volume of Edgar Allan Poe’s works, the bookshelf slid open with a quiet, mechanical hum, revealing a dimly lit staircase that spiraled down into the dept
Breathless and spent, they lay entwined, the room now a haven of contentment and tranquility. "I love you." Denera said as she laid on her Husband's chest"I love you too." Rhys replied, gently stroking her hair and face.***As the first hint of dawn begins to whisper through the darkened sky, a soft amber hue spills gently across the horizon. In the Rhode's bedroom, draped in opulent silks and rich fabrics, the remnants of a passionate night linger in the warm, tangled sheets.The sprawling bed, framed by ornately carved posts, cradles the entwined forms of a couple, their skin glowing faintly in the early morning light. Denera laid with her head resting on his chest, his arm encircling her protectively, their bodies molded together in the sweet aftermath of shared intimacy.The first rays of sunlight pierce the horizon, filtering through the delicate lace curtains and casting a golden glow across the room. The light dances across their faces, stirring Denera from her slumber. S
"Why are you standing doing nothing?" The man questioned with a frown on his face. "Do you think this is like the regular works you usually do? It is not! This is the most sensitive work of your lives. Now go back and act like it." He ordered "Yes sir." The men shouted as they rushed to pick up blocks and heavy wood. It was crazy work they were doing and there was no time for laziness or idleness.The men folded their shirts to enable them carry the equipments well, revealing a tattoo of a Bear on their foreman.The three men looked at one another and gave a small nod with a smirk on their faces as they moved and joined the rest of the workers.***"Hello big brother. Good to see you." Denera greeted as she walked into her brother's office. She was clad in a dove-gray pantsuit tailored to perfection. A crisp white blouse with a delicate ruffled collar peeked from beneath the jacket. Black stiletto heels clicked confidently on the pavement, while a rose gold watch and pearl stud earr
"I'll be on my way then." With that she walked about. As soon as she walked out, Jason pulled open the lower drawer of the table, revealing the device that was used to collect the video from Alex.***It was quite a busy day at Majestic Skies Building. The commencement of the Monument Project had all the departments and factions working double to try and maintain their reputation and make sure everything went as planned.Paul entered the building with a file in his hand. Walking with haste, he suddenly halts his footsteps as he sights Rachel from afar at the end of a corner.A gentle smile creeps up his face as he adjusts his shirt and makes to approach her.He suddenly halts again as he looks well and saw her talking to another man. Paul stood at a corner, shielding him from Rachel's line of sight, but he was able to see both of them clearly from his standpoint. He noticed the tailored charcoal gray suit the other guy wore and how it fit him perfectly, hinting at the precision of