Jean flipped the chest around looking for anything after the fact. Indeed, this time, she found something. On one side of the chest was the message, ‘His weakness is his greatest Weapon’. It was yet another riddle for them to solve. The question was what weakness it was and how it was his weapon.
As they tried to figure out what it was, Meake got a call from the CIBSC director. He was required at the CIBSC headquarters for matters concerning National security. He left at that moment leaving the others trying to solve the riddle.
According to what they thought, Peterson was just another clone. Still without any other clue pointing to who the Clairvoyant was and to make sense of the message on the chest, they just had to conclude the obvious; the Clairvoyant had impersonated Peterson.
With that in mind, they just had to find Peterson’s weakness and use it against him. It was the only option making sense. Had Peterson been a clone, the chest could
Indeed, their plan worked so well and Peterson fell for the trap, so they thought. What they did not know was that Peterson had something in store for them as well. Instead of showing up at the hospital as they thought and expected, he planned a rendezvous of his own. They had made a good plan but with one omission; the Clairvoyant was as clever as they were.He knew their greatest weakness was caring about people. He knew they would go to any lengths just to save a life. He got hold of a few hostages and called David. He instructed them to head to his rendezvous point if they were at any position of saving the hostages.That was the time they fully realized that he would have never fell for their first idea about David trying to make him feel guilty. Since they had him believe Jonas was hospitalized, they had to keep it so. Someone had to play the role of Jonas. Peterson made his plan just to make sure Jonas could not show.They decided to give him just that. J
The Clairvoyant was no more. They finally culminated the case. Being free, it was time to embark on other better things. After the captain’s burial, it was time to concentrate on their lives. They had spent so much time working the case that they did not have enough for leisure and personal lives.John embarked on his new mission, to take Claire out as promised. He prepared himself and dressed to look his best. That day was one among the few countable that he wore a tuxedo. He surely looked good in the black so-fitting tuxedo. After the meticulous preparation was over, he walked out magnificently and drove to Claire’s place to pick her up. Considering the fact that fate had taken Jonas from her, she needed to give John a chance. After all, she was also very eager to hear what he had to say. He had promised her an explanation on how Ruth was not his wife nor Eve his daughter.After a short drive, he arrived at her residence. As usual, in his hands was a bouq
On another part of the city was Jonas and Jean as well. It was also their first time in an amorous relationship with each other. Since theirs was more of an ambush, they had not a good chance to properly express each other’s affections besides the stolen glances to each other as they worked together. They too decided to make up for the lost time. Unlike John and Claire who were trying to build a relationship from a first date, theirs was different.Their first date came after their relationship had already taken off. His visions, Rebecca’s journals and the chest made it so. They had gone out for their first date as well. They were not the hotel type though. Instead of booking a table for two at an elite hotel, they decided to make theirs unique. They chose the top of the greatest tower in the city for their venue. It was the very same place he kissed his first girlfriend Kate for the first time.The date was not as normal as any other first date. Theirs inv
A while later, they arrived at the church and got the key. After putting it to the port, it was a perfect fit and the chest opened revealing yet another scroll for them to read. As usual, it was another paradox that they needed to solve if they were to be anywhere near making sense of it.The message read, ‘He who is chosen has everything needed to defeat the evil one. His weakness is his greatest weapon and tool against he that seeks to destroy. Beware, he has to be defeated before the sun meets the moon else, he shall grow strong and will be unbeatable. In the shadows, he has lived waiting to the time. When the time does come, he shall have the power of the seven equestrians in one body. You must not let this happen, otherwise, the world is doomed to come to end. As always, you should have faith and believe in yourself for only then will your weakness be your only strength against him.’Having read the message on the scroll, it was clear to them that inde
A while later, they arrived at the location and took cover leaving only Claire. Such an ambush was the best advantage they had against the Clairvoyant. He had played them long enough. It was time they got to be one-step ahead of him.On his arrival, before he could even get a chance to leave his vehicle, they began to give him their best. Indeed, he was the true Clairvoyant for bullets did not seem to have much effect on him. He switched to his alien form to deal with them squarely as well. He was one very ugly beast in his alien being and scary to even look at.As Jonas was busy weakening him with his powers, the rest of the team was busy giving him everything they had. Indeed, they were very ready for the battle. They had gotten every weapon they could get their hands on at the precinct to fight against the beast. He was one tough alien to kill. Were it not for the Chosen, truly, the world was doomed and about to end. All the power he had to challenge Jonas with and
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