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THE VENGEFUL HEIR Fight For Control
Peter’s car had disappeared into the night, the taillights vanishing in the darkness, but the air still hummed with the aftershock of their battle—cracked pavement, scattered bodies, and the lingering charge of power that had yet to fade. But Liam wasn’t focused on any of it.His fingers curled tighter around the Zuri blade, its energy still alive in his grasp. His breath was heavy, his body rigid. His chest rose and fell with the remnants of adrenaline. And then, his eyes shifted.Jack barely had a moment to process what was happening before he saw the look in Liam’s eyes. They were cold, unreadable, but filled with something unmistakably foreign. Something that ironically he had recognized. This wasn’t Liam anymore. Not entirely. The faint red glow of the Ogini flickered beneath the surface of his eyes.Jack took a slow step back, every muscle in his body tensing.“Liam?” His voice was measured, but he could hear the uncertainty creeping into it.Liam didn’t respond. Or rather—the O
THE VENGEFUL HEIR In The Last Minute
Jack barely had time to react. One second, he saw Liam’s eyes flickering between red and blue, a sign of the battle raging inside him. The next, the Ogini lunged.A sharp gasp escaped Jack as a powerful hand clamped around his throat. His feet left the ground, his body hoisted effortlessly into the air. The grip was tight, crushing, cutting off his air. He clawed at Liam’s arm, kicking violently, but it was useless. The Ogini was too strong and it had gotten him right where it wanted.A cold smirk spread across The Ogini’s lips. His eyes digging deep into Jack’s as if trying to capture his very soul.Jack’s vision blurred at the edges, his lungs burning. His body thrashed, instinct screaming at him to fight, but his strength was fading fast. The Ogini tilted its head slightly, eyes glowing with eerie amusement as it studied him like a toy that was about to break.“You’ve been quite the nuisance,” the Ogini murmured, its voice smooth yet sharp, layered with something ancient and cruel.
THE VENGEFUL HEIR In The Last Minute
Jack barely had time to react. One second, he saw Liam’s eyes flickering between red and blue, a sign of the battle raging inside him. The next, the Ogini lunged.A sharp gasp escaped Jack as a powerful hand clamped around his throat. His feet left the ground, his body hoisted effortlessly into the air. The grip was tight, crushing, cutting off his air. He clawed at Liam’s arm, kicking violently, but it was useless. The Ogini was too strong and it had gotten him right where it wanted.A cold smirk spread across The Ogini’s lips. His eyes digging deep into Jack’s as if trying to capture his very soul.Jack’s vision blurred at the edges, his lungs burning. His body thrashed, instinct screaming at him to fight, but his strength was fading fast. The Ogini tilted its head slightly, eyes glowing with eerie amusement as it studied him like a toy that was about to break.“You’ve been quite the nuisance,” the Ogini murmured, its voice smooth yet sharp, layered with something ancient and cruel.
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Peter’s Monsters
Meanwhile after Peter left Moran’s mansion, he was filled with a new air of confidence as he strode into his laboratory, the Morath Relic clutched tightly in his hand, its cold surface pulsing faintly against his palm. The air inside the facility smelled of chemicals, burnt metal, and something else, something old, something forgotten like it was an abandoned lair. He exhaled slowly, allowing himself a moment to savor his victory. Once again, he had clashed with the Ogini, and once again, he had walked away triumphant. But this time was different.This time, he knew he was running out of his sharp edges, and there was another potential problem, Jack. That boy was the variable he hadn’t accounted for, the unexpected force tilting the balance. If it had been just the Ogini, Peter would have already cemented his dominance. But Jack had proven to be more than a nuisance—he was a real threat. The energy inside him, the way he wielded it, the way he had managed to break through the Ogini’
THE VENGEFUL HEIR The Regroup
The rain hadn’t let up since morning. It was the next day after Peter escaped with the Morath Relic. Liam and Jack had returned to Evelyn’s house. It was a slow morning. The rain beat against the windows of Evelyn’s old house like a warning—steady, relentless, and cold. But inside, the warmth of the crackling fireplace did little to ease the weight pressing on Liam’s shoulders.He sat on the edge of the couch, elbows on his knees, staring into the flames, watching mindlessly as they crackled, lost in thought. Jack leaned against the wall near the window, quietly, his arms crossed, eyes flicking between the storm outside and the silence inside. Evelyn moved around the room quietly, her presence as calming as it was commanding, her white lab coat flaring behind her like a cape.“So,” Jack finally said, breaking the silence, “he has the relic now.”Liam nodded slowly. “And he used it. I felt it—like a ripple tearing through the air.”Evelyn returned to the center of the room, setting dow
THE VENGEFUL HEIR A Rebellion Forms
The sky was still dark when Liam, Jack, and Evelyn pulled out of the driveway. It was early in the morning and Evelyn had suggested that they made the trip before Peter’s men could be active. Rain drizzled lightly, a soft mist clinging to the windows as they drove to the rebel group’s hidden location. The silence in the car was thick, only the hum of the engine and the occasional sigh from Jack in the backseat filled the space.Liam drove with one hand on the wheel, the other clenched against his thigh. “You’re sure this is the only way?” He asked, glancing at Evelyn.“Yes,” Evelyn said from the passenger seat, her eyes fixed directly on the road ahead. “If we go to the Tribunal directly, we’ll be walking into a trap. But where we’re going… they’re not part of that world anymore.”Jack leaned forward. “Where exactly are we going?”Evelyn didn’t answer right away. She just reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a worn slip of paper. “Take the next left,” she said quietly.Although
THE VENGEFUL HEIR A New Creation
The cheers were still echoing faintly in the room, until Darius stepped forward. The noise died instantly, like someone had flipped a switch. Every eye turned to him. He looked directly at Liam, his expression unreadable, and then slowly, he extended his hand.Liam stared at it for a moment, contemplating on what it meant if he took it. The silence was deafening now—not tense, but waiting.His hand twitched at his side, unable to easily shake Darius‘. He needed these people. He needed their knowledge, their strength, their will to fight. But he also knew what Peter was capable of. He had seen people broken and remade because of a mad man’s ambitions. If he failed, these people, these survivors, would be the next victims.His fingers flexed uneasily. Could he really ask this of them?Evelyn shifted beside him, then softly cleared her throat.Liam turned his head slightly, meeting her gaze. She didn’t say a word, but he saw it in her eyes. Trust them. Trust yourself. With a deep breat
THE VENGEFUL HEIR Mara
Evelyn frowned and turned her face away the moment Darius looked at her, pride glowing behind his eyes. Her shoulders were tense, her jaw locked tight. “You crossed a line,” she muttered, barely louder than a breath.Darius blinked in a dismissive way, “She volunteered.”“She’s still a human being,” Evelyn snapped, rounding on him now. “You don’t get to experiment on people and hide behind consent like it’s a shield. You think because she said yes, that makes it clean?”“She chose this,” Darius replied calmly. “She wanted to be useful.”“Useful?” Evelyn’s voice rose. “Is that what we’re calling this now? Weaponizing people, locking them in chambers like test subjects—useful?”Liam stood still, watching the tension crackle between them. He didn’t speak, didn’t breathe. His gaze remained fixed on the woman now standing inside the slowly opening chamber. She was curled around with mist, her form slowly becoming clearer with every breath she took.Jack stepped subtly to the side, closer t
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The Final Flame
Liam stood, bloodied and broken, panting heavily after the fight. It seemed Mia had saved him. Her words were just the echo he needed to pull out of the Ogini’s hold. Darius was dead and the Ogini was slowly fading away. Finally everything was over, or at least so he thought. Around them, the walls of the chamber cracked and groaned. The ground trembled beneath their feet as the Ogini’s energy flared out of control.Liam’s eyes widened in shock as he watched Darius rise to his feet across the room. “Impossible!” He muttered to himself.Darius’ body twisted, reshaped by the Ogini into something unrecognizable. A fusion of beast and nightmare. His skin burned like molten stone, his eyes pitch-black voids that leaked dark light. One thing was clear to Liam at this point, whatever that was, it was far from human and had no consciousness of its own. He roared, the sound shaking the very air.“You think love makes you strong?” he bellowed. “It makes you weak!He raised his hands, tearing op
The Rift Within
As the light continued increasing, it became almost blinding till everything turned white and Liam blacked out. He woke up a while later, pressing his hand against the floor to look around. The air was thick and alive, filled with energy that crackled and pulsed through the walls like lightning. He was lying on stone, but it felt like it was breathing. The chamber around him glowed with deep red and black light, dark veins of Ogini energy running across the floor and ceiling.And in the center of it all stood Darius. No longer the man Liam once knew. His form had changed completely, part man, part monster. His skin shimmered like black stone cracked with fire underneath. His eyes burned bright with the mark of the Ogini, and long tendrils of energy moved behind him like shadows with a mind of their own.“Mia…” Liam whispered as he looked past Darius. Suspended in a large, floating crystal of pure black, Mia hung unconscious. Her face was peaceful, but her body was limp, trapped in the
The Devil’s Garden
The deeper Liam and his team went, the more the place felt like a trap. It was as if the walls themselves were pulsing with a heartbeat not their own and every turn they were taking was edged with danger.“Stay sharp,” Jack whispered, his steps light. He drew his gun and cocked it.Liam nodded, but his focus was elsewhere. There was that feeling again—deep in his chest, clawing at his senses. It wasn’t pain, and it wasn’t fear. It was the Ogini. He could feel its presence crawling closer like smoke through cracks, beckoning on him the closer he got.“Do you feel that?” Liam asked Mara, who walked just behind him.She glanced around, her grip on her weapon tightening. “Like something’s breathing down our necks.”“I think it’s welcoming us.” She added.They moved silently, despite the warnings of the Ogini, deeper through the corridor until the tunnels opened into a twisted hall of horrors. Then suddenly, the walls changed.Gone were the smooth stone and steel. Now, they were lined with
Cracks in the Shadow
The tension inside the tunnel was growing. Every step echoed off the concrete walls, as they moved through the tunnel like ghosts. Jack led the way, weapons drawn, while Mara covered their rear with sharp eyes and steady hands. Liam walked in the middle, his mind far away. Suddenly, he heard a sharp static buzz in his ear again and then Mia’s voice.“Liam… help me…”Liam stopped immediately, and Jack turned around. “You hear it again?”Liam nodded, clenching his jaw. “She’s close.”The static shifted again, twisting the sound until Darius’s voice broke through, calm and mocking.“She’s waiting, Liam. You’re almost there. Don’t stop now.”Liam’s hand curled into a fist, his mind filled with rage.“Keep it together,” Jack warned noticing the shift on his face. “You know this is what he wants.”“I don’t care,” Liam snapped. “He has her and I’m not backing off.”Jack exhaled tiredly. “I’m not saying back off. I want to find her as well, but at least slow down. If you rush in, we all die.”
A Glimpse of the Abyss
The night was cold, and quiet, but sweat still dripped from Liam’s brow as he crouched behind a crumbled wall near the edge of the city. Jack stood a few steps away, holding a scanning device that pulsed with a faint blue light.“That’s the third spike in under an hour,” Jack said, eyes narrowing. “The Ogini left a trail when it surged through Darius. If we’re right, he’s hiding underground—beneath the old industrial district.”Mara tightened the straps of her vest. “Underground bunkers. Just our luck. Creepy, dark, and likely filled with God-knows-what.”Liam didn’t smile. His mind was filled with everything but amusement. “We check each one until we find her.” He said with conviction.Without any arguments, they moved quickly, silently, weaving through the shadows. The deeper they went into the ruins, the more the air changed—heavier, colder. Like the place itself had been touched by something unholy.The first bunker was empty, only filled with rusted tools and broken lights. Nothi
Pieces on the Board
Mia sat in the corner of the cold basement, now awake, her wrists bound, her head heavy. The walls around her pulsed with a faint red glow, like veins carrying something unnatural. Darius paced slowly in front of her, his face calm, and eyes fixed heavily on her. That eerie glow from the Ogini still lived inside him, and it was getting stronger.“You look tired,” he said with a soft smile, crouching in front of her. “This place drains you, doesn’t it?”She didn’t answer. Her eyes locked on him, full of fear but also something else, confusion and anger.Darius tilted his head, amused. “I don’t blame you for not trusting me. I wouldn’t trust me either. But I’m not your enemy, Mia. I’m just the one finally telling you the truth.”“Liam will come for me,” she said quietly, but her eyes carried the fire of a strong resolve.“I know,” Darius said with a grin. “That’s the plan.”He stood up and waved his hand. The room around them shimmered, and suddenly the walls fell away. Mia gasped as vi
Echoes in the Silence
Liam sat on the edge of the cot, staring at the cracked floor of the safe house. The silence felt heavy, like a warning. Something was wrong, Mia was gone, but as much as he wanted to believe that Darius was the one who took her, he couldn’t roll out everything yet for certain. Deep in his gut, he felt it twisting like a knife.Evelyn paced nearby, her phone clutched tightly in her hand. “Still no answer,” she said, her voice laced with worry. “I’ve called her three times. Her phone rings but then stops.”Jack stood by the door, arms crossed. He looked from Evelyn to Liam, frowning. “Let me go check her place. Maybe she just needed space.”Liam didn’t look up. He barely moved, his head was already filled with anxious thoughts. What if it was already too late? What if Darius had turned her into one of the Ogini’s puppets? How would he explain any of this to Lord Steven? Jack waited for his response, and when he didn’t get it, he grabbed his coat and left without another word.Minutes p
Snatched in the Dark
After Mia left the safe house, she wandered along the edge of the city, her steps slow and heavy with emotion. The night was quiet, but her mind was loud—full of questions, hurt, and the echo of Liam’s cold words. She pulled her coat tighter as the breeze swept through the empty streets. She glanced at her watch and it was just a few minutes past ten. The streetlights flickered above her, casting long shadows on the cracked sidewalks.She didn’t know where she was going. She just needed to be anywhere but the safe house. Anywhere away from Liam’s distant stare and the feeling that she no longer belonged. She eventually came to a stop near an abandoned train station and with a slow soft exhale, she sat on a bench, the wood damp beneath her, and exhaled.“You don’t look like you belong here,” a voice said.Mia flinched, frightened and turned. A man had taken the seat beside her. He was dressed in dark clothes, hood half pulled over his head. His face was calm, his smile polite, but some
The Ashes of Victory
The van rumbled through the wrecked outskirts of the city, but no one spoke. Liam sat in the back, slouched against the wall, his body aching with every bump in the road. His shoulder was torn open, blood soaked into the gauze Evelyn had hastily wrapped around him. Across from him, Jack stared at the floor, jaw tight. Mara’s eyes were still glowing faintly from the battle, but her expression was blank. There was no celebration. No sense of victory. Only silence.Peter was gone. But the Ogini… the Ogini had found someone worse — Darius.When they finally pulled up to the safe house, it was still dark. The building stood quietly, unchanged since the morning they left—but everything felt different now. The team moved slowly, exhausted in body and spirit. Inside, the lights flickered on. The place was eerily quiet. Liam collapsed onto the worn-out couch, wincing as the pain in his ribs flared. Evelyn knelt beside him with a first-aid kit, gently peeling back the soaked bandage.“You shoul
