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ROCKY - Operation Vengeance
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They thought he was dead. Buried. Forgotten. They thought they had crushed him beneath their feet, erased him from existence. But they never knew. He was coming back. And this time—mercy was dead. This time, he was war. There is only one name that makes the world tremble. Only one name that turns power into fear. ROCKY
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Chapter 1- His Regular Life
When the world stirs awake , Alarm clocks scream in bedrooms, urging men and women into another cycle of existence. Some wake to the scent of coffee, others to the wail of a hungry child. Some rise with purpose, others with dread. The sun doesn’t care. It simply rises, doesn’t care about the hell you’ve passed through. And then there is Rocky. No alarm wakes him—only the sharp, punishing hands of an old woman. Elizabeth Collins. A retired woman with no job except reminding her jobless son-in-law what a pathetic waste of flesh he is. SMACK!!! A heavy hand landed on his back. SMACK!!! Another to his arm. He sat up fast, shielding his face from the blows. "Ouch—!" "Get up, you useless lump!" Elizabeth barked. Her voice was rough, seasoned with years of bitterness and disappointment. "A real man is out there making money while you sleep like a dead dog!" Rocky let out a slow breath, rubbing his sore shoulder. He was used to this. It was his morning alarm, as reliab
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Rain.It slid down the glass in steady streams, painting fleeting patterns on the window. Rocky stood still, watching his own reflection. Dark. Unreadable. Yet somewhere—deep within— A flicker. Faint. Uncertain. His fingers twitched. A slow breath left his lips. His reflection didn’t change. Then— Footsteps. Soft. Careful. A pause. A bowed head. The doctor. His voice, steady. Respectful. **"Young Imperial…"** A moment of silence. Then— **"Mrs. Melissa is healing well, but her blood pressure is high."** A sigh. **"It’s the years of suffering… catching up."** Rocky’s gaze dropped. His fists clenched. Pain—silent, sharp. Then, his voice. Low. Controlled. **"Do your best."** A command. Not a plea. "I want her treated. I want her walking." The doctor met his eyes. A single nod. "Yes, sir." Then—footsteps retreating. Silence. Another presence. Closer. A briefcase was placed before him. Transparent casing. Inside— A hand.
Last Updated : 2025-03-23ROCKY - Operation Vengeance Chapter 8-Enough pretending
A black Benz—parked across the Collins mansion. Inside— Freddy.Silent. Watching. The mansion doors had barely shut before Alfred emerged. Cool. Collected. His stride—unhurried. Purposeful. He slipped into his car. The engine purred. Then— He was gone. Freddy’s fingers drummed against the wheel. Interesting.So he knew. And if Alfred knew— He was keeping it from Maverick.Freddy exhaled. A slow, knowing smirk curled his lips. Then— A sound. Ping. His phone screen lit up. A message. Voice note.He tapped. A low voice crackled through the speakers. “We found him, sir.”Freddy’s gaze darkened. His fingers flexed. Then— He swiped. Pressed. A reply. His voice—calm. Smooth. “Very good.”A pause. Then— A whisper. “Don’t lose him.”His gaze flicked to the road ahead. His smirk—widened. “You know what to do.”The message sent. 4 hours Night.Rain.Falling—hard. Fast. Footsteps.Racing through the empty streets. Rocky.
Last Updated : 2025-03-15ROCKY - Operation Vengeance Chapter 7- On the Run 🏃
Pain. It coiled inside Rocky. It burned, seethed, begged to be unleashed. His fists trembled. His breath came sharp. Then— A hand on his shoulder. Mickey. “Don’t,” the boy murmured. Rocky’s jaw clenched. Mickey’s eyes flickered with something—understanding. “You lose yourself now,” he whispered, “you lose everything.” Rocky’s chest heaved. But he forced himself still. Silence settled. Then— A low chuckle. Jerry. He sat back in his chair, legs spread wide, his gold rings gleaming under the light. His fingers tapped against the wooden table—slow. Deliberate. Melissa sat stiffly beside him. Tense. Afraid. A single tear traced her cheek. Jerry’s head turned, his gaze dropping to her. A smirk. Then— His hand moved. Gripping her chin. Forcing her to look at him. Rocky’s blood ran cold. “You know,” Jerry murmured, “I’ve been patient with you, Melissa.” His thumb brushed over her lip. Her breath hitched. Rocky’s fingers curled
Last Updated : 2025-03-14ROCKY - Operation Vengeance Chapter 6-Getting Help?
The security room buzzed with the soft hum of monitors. A blonde-haired man leaned forward, his sharp eyes scanning the multiple screens. Rows of footage played in real time—guests, corridors, driveways, staircases. Then— “Stop,” he ordered. The security officer’s fingers froze over the controls. The screen zoomed in. A slow smile spread across the blonde man’s lips. Surprise flickered in his eyes. “Well, well…” he murmured. His fingers tapped against the console. “What do we have here?” A quiet chuckle. Then— “Transfer the footage to my PC,” he commanded. “And delete it from the system.” The security officer hesitated. A single look from the blonde man— And he nodded. “Yes, sir.” A few keystrokes. The footage was gone. The blonde man turned, stepping away with casual ease. Then— A presence. A shadow. Standing in his path. Alfred. The old man met his gaze. Freddy smirked. “Well, well… if it isn’t th
Last Updated : 2025-03-14ROCKY - Operation Vengeance Chapter 5- The other side
The man strode into the library with the same casual ease he carried everywhere. His polished shoes clicked softly against the marble floor. The old man turned at once. His expression shifted. Controlled. Calm. But there was a flicker—just a flicker—of something else in his eyes. He bowed his head. “Welcome, sir.” The man barely acknowledged him. His gaze drifted lazily across the grand room before settling on the large couch. “I want lemonade,” he said, stretching his arms. “Yes, sir.” The old man moved swiftly, preparing the drink. Meanwhile, the man lowered himself onto the couch, sinking into the plush cushions. He crossed one leg over the other. Exhaled slowly. Then— A complaint. “I swear…” His voice carried a note of exhaustion. “Everything’s so boring now.” The old man handed him the lemonade. He took it without looking, bringing the glass to his lips. “Ever since my brother died, nothing excites me anymore.”
Last Updated : 2025-03-12ROCKY - Operation Vengeance Chapter 4-Humming
“Bring him,” the old man commanded. The guards obeyed immediately, dragging Rocky toward the mansion’s grand staircase. “Wait—what—” He struggled. “Please—!” he gasped. “I swear, I didn’t mean to crash the party! I won’t come back, just—just let me go—” Nobody paid him any heed. Not Elizabeth. Not Jonathan. Not Sophia. His mother-in-law simply scoffed, adjusting the shimmering bracelet on her wrist. “Useless,” she muttered, not loud enough for everyone to hear. “We never needed him before. We certainly don’t need him now.” Rocky’s stomach twisted. The laughter from earlier still rang in his ears. He lowered his head, swallowing the lump in his throat as the guards hauled him through the lavish halls, up the golden staircases, past countless of rooms. Then— A door. Large. Carved from dark wood. The library. One of the guards pushed it open. Inside, rows of towering bookshelves lined the walls. A massive fireplace crackled dimly in the corner.The gu
Last Updated : 2025-03-11ROCKY - Operation Vengeance Chapter 3- Return of the forgotten
THE WHITE MANSION The estate was breathtaking. Beyond the massive iron gates stretched an endless garden, glowing under the soft shimmer of golden lights. Well-dressed men in crisp suits and elegant women in gowns worth more than a year’s rent filled the space, laughing, sipping wine, and murmuring in hushed tones. The air smelled of roses, champagne, and wealth. But at the entrance— Chaos. Elizabeth stood at the gates, her hands clenched into fists. Her husband, Jonathan, stood beside her, silent as ever. And in front of them, an unimpressed security guard blocked their way. “I already told you,” the guard said, his voice firm. “No invitation, no entry.” Elizabeth’s face twisted with rage. “Do you know who I am?” she seethed. The guard didn’t even blink. “I know you don’t have an invitation.” Jonathan sighed, rubbing his temple. “Look, we left it at home. You can check the guest list, we’re—” “No exceptions,” the guard interrupted. Elizabeth’s nails dug int
Last Updated : 2025-03-11ROCKY - Operation Vengeance Chapter 2- Quality time
Rocky watched as his mother-in-law, Elizabeth, rained blow after blow on Melissa. He wanted to stop it. He should’ve stopped it. But his feet refused to move. His voice remained trapped in his throat. It was hell. Not just for Melissa—but for him too. Because this was his fault. Every slap, every kick, every curse that left Elizabeth’s mouth was because of him. And yet, Melissa didn’t say a word. Not even when the pain became unbearable. Not even when her lips cracked, and her fragile body trembled with the effort of staying conscious. She took it. All of it. Four minutes had passed since Elizabeth finally stopped. She hadn’t stopped because of guilt. Or exhaustion. No, the only reason the beating ended was because time was running out. The coronation was that evening, and Elizabeth couldn’t afford to be late. With a final glare at Melissa, she huffed, fixed her dress, and stormed out of the house. Jonathan followed without a word. And then there was silence.
Last Updated : 2025-02-24ROCKY - Operation Vengeance Chapter 1- His Regular Life
When the world stirs awake , Alarm clocks scream in bedrooms, urging men and women into another cycle of existence. Some wake to the scent of coffee, others to the wail of a hungry child. Some rise with purpose, others with dread. The sun doesn’t care. It simply rises, doesn’t care about the hell you’ve passed through. And then there is Rocky. No alarm wakes him—only the sharp, punishing hands of an old woman. Elizabeth Collins. A retired woman with no job except reminding her jobless son-in-law what a pathetic waste of flesh he is. SMACK!!! A heavy hand landed on his back. SMACK!!! Another to his arm. He sat up fast, shielding his face from the blows. "Ouch—!" "Get up, you useless lump!" Elizabeth barked. Her voice was rough, seasoned with years of bitterness and disappointment. "A real man is out there making money while you sleep like a dead dog!" Rocky let out a slow breath, rubbing his sore shoulder. He was used to this. It was his morning alarm, as reliab
Last Updated : 2025-02-24
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