Mrs. Victoria, the banker whom Leonardhad an encounter with earlier that day, gradually made her way into the office, pairing through the four walls of it.Her eyes spun around, meeting with Leonard, and soon she transferred into a frown."You.." Her hands formed into a ball, and she was about to say something before returning her stare to her boss.She could already see the anger dangling all over the face of her boss, and she was able to gradually place two and two together.The truth struck her like a flash of lightning as she gritted her teeth."You fool. I thought I already told you to go out of the bank. How did you even find your way here?" She inquired, still frowning."Is it that this bank is your last resort or something?" The frown that was hanging on her face deepened even more."Well, it seemed that you were able to help, and hopefully, I was able to find my way around," Leonardresponded without even the slightest flinch in the emotionless expression on his face.Mrs. And
The Car was a relic of immense significance, shrouded in both mystery and legend. It was not an ordinary treasure chest. It was a work of artistry and technology, a marvel of ancient civilizations that had long faded into the annals of history. Crafted from an otherworldly alloy that shimmered with an iridescent glow, the coffer bore intricate engravings that told the story of its creators and the power it contained.What set the coffer apart was the meticulous craftsmanship that had gone into its creation. Gold— the most precious of metals— had been masterfully inlaid into every portion of its exterior. The celestial motifs, depicting constellations, galaxies, and nebulae, were highlighted with gleaming golden accents that seemed to capture the very essence of starlight.Runes of an ancient, long-forgotten language circled the coffer, their meaning known to only a select few across the ages. These hieroglyphs were traced in pure, lustrous gold, adding an ethereal elegance to the cof
As a child, Leonard spent countless hours in his family's workshop, where he learned the inner workings of the gun engines, navigation systems, and hyperdrive technology. He had an innate knack for understanding the complexities of these machines, often disassembling and reassembling various ship components just for the thrill of it.From a young age, Leonard displayed an insatiable curiosity for the mechanical marvels that traversed the cosmos. He was drawn to the the gun that passed through his outpost, their sleek hulls gleaming with potential secrets waiting to be unraveled. His fascination with the ships was more than a passing interest, it was an inherent calling. A natural talent that set him apart from his peers.Leonard's parents, humble settlers on the outpost, recognized his extraordinary abilities early on. They watched in awe as their young son dismantled and reassembled discarded spacecraft components with a precision that belied his tender age. He had an intuitive under
At the other side of the door, Dorian held open a large piece of paper, bleached brown with age. She laid it down on the table before . A map. “Leonard, do you know what you are looking at?” “Some kind of map.”“Not just any map. The chart that points the direction of the Car.”The pirate raised his brow at her. “You don't believe me?”He stayed silent. “I used to work for a valiant and tenacious pirate. He also heard of the Car and decided to steal it, just like many other captains in those days. We drew a lot of maps, deducing and deciphering. We swept through the most plausible fields and found nothing. Finally, we ventured on a possible planet.“Before we were able to explore the terrain, something terrible happened to my boss.”“He was killed?”“By the Federation.” Her features changed. Emotions hurdled up in her eyes but she didn't cry. Dorian never did. Her slatey eyes rather warned Leonard of the known and the unknown.The known: The Car was real, protected by a powerful
As the crew of the car alighted their space vehicle in the dimness of the night. The only light that shone on their path wss from a high tower suspected to be a stronghold. Zara put on her night-vision glasses. Her instruction was to shoot on sight, anything that advanced towards them. There would definitely be agents from the Federation. As the crew ventured deeper into the vault's mouth, they noticed the labyrinthine corridors. The Starbound Raiders were met with a daunting maze of twisting passages and concealed chambers. The walls were constructed from a material that seemed impervious to both time and intrusion, bearing no marks of wear or decay. The air was thick with a sense of foreboding, as though the very walls of the vault held untold secrets.Leonard led the way, his steps echoing in the dimly lit passages. Kaine stayed back on the ship. His instruction was to never kill the engine in case of an emergency. “May the forces be with you,” Kaine whispered into the communic
It was a cold night at City and most members had gone to bed, Ava knew she desperately needed to tell the Mr. about her feelings for Leonard . She sneaked out of her house unnoticed, and headed for the Mr.’s home. On arrival at the house which was guarded by two of the City’s soldiers, Ava demanded that she needed to speak with the Mr.. Generally, in City, it was a norm that everyone was entitled to an audience with the Mr., irrespective of the time which they had seek the audience. Mr. Branson was surprised to see his second in command ’s daughter in his house at the late hours of the night and presumed it would be something very important judging from the urgency she used in coming to his house.“What is it that brings you to my house at this ungodly hour? I believe everything is alright with your father?” Mr. Branson asked knowing well that nothing could ever happen to his second in command , regardless of the circumstances, he will always be there.“All is well Mr.. I needed to
Mr. Branson had thought the two animal terrorists was his son and the Omega, but it turned out that they weren’t even people but animal tourist who wanted to explore the lands. He had made sure that the tourist didn’t know they were people by shifting to their animaloid form.“Greetings people, my name is Branson and these are my friends” the tourists looked at the man before them and they were amazed by his structure for he was seven foot tall and he looked like a giant compared to them.“Thank you very much sirs, but if we may ask, who are you people?” the male tourist asked definitely curious.“We are inhabitant of a near by village and so had decided to go find games to haunt and that is how we stumbled on you two” Mr. Branson said trying as much possible, to conceal their identity.The tourists bought the lie sold to them by the Mr. and once again asked,“May we know this village of yours? We are tourist and it is part of our duty to explore the world we live in, so if you perm
“We need to get out of this place right now. I can perceive danger” Leonard said to the rest of the gang members. They all went and hide behind the trees as they shifted to their wolf to make a run for it.Mr. Branson and his soldiers were still searching for his son, when they came across footprint and his heightened sense of smell, caught up with his son’s scent and he smiled to himself.“They were here and judging by the footprint, it seems they weren’t alone. So listen up soldiers, I want you to make sure you get my son and you can kill the Omega” the soldiers nodded as they spread out across the bushes in search of the Mr.’s son. Mr. Branson on the other hand took the direct route he presumed they had followed, coupled with his few soldiers left.Leonard and Matilda , alongside the gangs had been running for hours with the hope of giving their attackers pace so they won’t catch up with them. As the night approaches, they had to stop running and take a rest.“Who do you think wa