Underground Vault Office – Titania Black Division Clive typed rapidly at the encrypted terminal. Andre stood behind him, scanning a map of connections on a digital wall. Dots linked faces, companies, news outlets, and bank transfers all tied to Viktor Lorne.
Clive turned. “We have a crack. A whistleblower inside Lorne’s camp. Codename: Sparrow.” Andre’s voice was razor sharp. “How do we get to him?” “He’ll contact you directly. Through something only you’ll recognize.” Later – Abandoned Court Where Andre Used to Train The place was falling apart, the hoop rusty, the pavement cracked. Andre walked alone, hoodie up. A single envelope was stuck to the rim. Inside: a photo of Viktor at a private gala. And a post-it note: “Look beneath the champagne. They’re all drunk on lies. Sparrow.” Andre turned the photo over. Time stamped. Dated. Cross referenced. It matched the night before his fake scandal dropped. Clive’s team ran facial recognition. Of the 42 guests, 16 had direct links to sports regulatory agencies and five “independent” reporters. Andre looked up. “Let’s give them a headline they didn’t write.” The Next Day – Andre’s “Leaked” Audio Call (Planned by Him) Online chaos exploded again, but this time Andre was in control. A recording was “accidentally” posted on a burner account. It featured Andre saying: “Funny how they faked my drug test the same night Viktor Lorne hosted that ‘clean sport’ gala. Wonder how many of those guests knew about it…” Within minutes, T*****r (X), Reddit, and sports forums ignited. #JusticeForCorbin #ExposeViktor #TheSystemIsRotten Lorne’s PR machine scrambled. But Andre wasn’t done. Two Days Later – An Anonymous Email Hits 12 Major News Outlets The file was massive. Video footage. Transaction records. Confidential texts between Viktor and a well-known referee. Most damning: a voice memo of Viktor saying: “If we don’t bury Corbin, he’ll burn the whole table down.” One anchor on live TV whispered, “He might already be doing just that.” Meanwhile – Inside Lorne’s Penthouse Viktor hurled a glass against the marble wall. “WHO is Sparrow?!” Reznov sat in a corner, eyes low. He didn’t speak. Teanna tried to calm Viktor. “Let me handle it. Let me talk to him.” Viktor snarled. “He’s already seen through you.” Teanna looked down. Then Reznov stood. “There’s another problem,” he said. “One of your men in the federation? He’s flipped. And Corbin’s camp has proof of contract-rigging.” Viktor stared. “This was supposed to be clean.” Reznov smiled bitterly. “You forgot. He’s not from our world. He never needed it to be clean.” Back at Titania – War Room Andre stood in front of a whiteboard. “We can’t just defend,” he said. “We strike. On three fronts.” Clive raised an eyebrow. “Go on.” “First legal. We sue for defamation. And I demand my suspension be lifted pending independent investigation.” “Second, we drop a documentary. Unfiltered. My story. My proof. My truth.” Clive nodded slowly. “And third?” Andre’s voice dropped. “Third, I take the game back. I return to the pitch. Not just to win. But to humiliate them.” Final Scene – A Locked Room, Late Night A man sat alone, watching security footage on a projector. He wore a gray hoodie and gloves. It was Sparrow. He paused the video a young Andre, years ago, mopping floors in a training facility. He whispered: “You earned everything. Now take it all.” Then sent one last encrypted file to Andre. Label: "THE CORE FILE – Viktor’s Personal Blacklist"
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Chapter 16 – Genesis
Titania HQ – Cyber Forensics Lab, 2:15 AM Andre stared at the flash drive labeled “GENESIS” as Sasha carefully inserted it into a secure offline terminal. “No Wi-Fi, no cloud sync,” she said. “We don’t know what’s inside or who’s watching.” Clive stood nearby, arms folded. “This could be bait. A virus. A trap.” Andre shook his head. “No… it’s Teanna’s last card. She wouldn’t hand this over unless she wanted me to see what Viktor buried.” The screen blinked.File Loaded: GENESIS_MASTER.AISasha frowned. “It’s an artificial intelligence file.” Clive blinked. “Wait. Viktor was building an AI?” Sasha opened the dashboard. “GENESIS – A Predictive Sports Algorithm Trained on 22 Years of Global Data. Owned by: V. Lorne / IronWall Analytics.”Lines of code and simulations ran wild. Then Sasha clicked: “PROJECTED ATHLETE PATHS.” On the screen: thousands of rising player profiles appeared.Names.Countries.Injury forecasts.Mental resilience scores.“Obedience Indexes.”Predicted Market Value
Chapter 15 – “The Power Play
Titania Global Headquarters – Executive Boardroom Andre stood before a wall of glass, overlooking a skyline that once felt impossible to reach. Clive entered, holding a leather-bound portfolio. “It’s done,” he said. Andre didn’t turn. “Viktor?” “Interpol issued the Red Notice. He’s on every border list in Europe.” Andre finally faced him. “And the leagues?” Clive flipped open the folder. Viktor Lorne banned for life. Reznov suspended pending investigation. 14 club executives resigned. Over 30 rigged match results revoked. Andre Corbin cleared on all counts and reinstated with back pay, interest, and full image rights. Andre smiled faintly. “Good.”Midtown London – Lavish Sports Network Studio That same night, a rival agent, Max Geller, hosted a live segment on Corbin: “Andre Corbin’s story is no longer just an underdog tale. It’s a tectonic shift. Players are quitting agencies, clubs are demanding audits, and fans are pushing for transparency.” “He didn’t just fight for himself. He k
Chapter 14 – Omega Moves
Location: Private Airfield – Undisclosed Andre’s mother sat quietly in the private jet, knitting a scarf. Two heavily armed Titania agents flanked her. The jet ascended under the radar. The pilot’s voice came over the speaker: “Destination secure. Ms. Corbin, you’re safe. Your son thought of everything.” She smiled softly. “That boy… he always did play the long game.”Meanwhile – Zurich, Viktor Lorne’s Estate Viktor stood in front of a war map projected across his wall. The word OMEGA pulsed at the center. “Once his mother disappears,” he said, “Andre Corbin falls apart. Emotionally. Publicly. Politically. The pressure will reopen the scandal files, taint his contract, and collapse his club.”Reznov sat beside him, expression unreadable. “Are you sure he still cares about her?” Viktor asked. Reznov didn’t blink. “It’s not about care. It’s about consequence.” Viktor smirked. “Either way, we end the Corbin Problem. Tonight.”Titania HQ – War Room Andre stood before his inner circle: Cli
Chapter 13 – The Face Behind the Lie
Titania HQ – 7:12 AM Clive burst into the war room holding a phone. “It’s out,” he said. “Malden’s confession. Every major sports outlet’s running it.”Andre was already at the board, marking the last thread connecting Teanna, Viktor, and Coach Malden. “They underestimated how loud the truth can be.”Clive nodded. “You’re trending worldwide again. This time, not just as a player. As a symbol.” Andre didn’t smile. “They’re going to panic.”Social Media Frenzy#CorbinExposedTheGame#BurnTheSystem#JusticeForAndreClips of the one-on-one with Malden go viral. Every network replays Malden’s admission. Andre was being called the "Whistleblower Athlete." Even politicians and journalists joined in, demanding league reform.But one post hit differently. @TeannaReal “We need to talk, Andre. You deserve the truth. Meet me tonight. No cameras. Just us.”Clive’s Office “She’s baiting you,” Clive said. “Don’t go.” Andre’s eyes were locked on the screen. “Let her talk,” he muttered. “Sometimes a sn
Chapter 12 – Blood in the Water
Titania HQ – 4:15 AM Andre sat alone, holding the photo. Marcus Reznov. The quiet figure who had fed him information, saved his name, and exposed the corruption… was the younger brother of the man trying to destroy him.Clive entered, coffee in hand. “Did you sleep?”Andre didn’t look up. “Why didn’t Sparrow tell me who he was from the beginning?” Clive exhaled. “Because even he doesn’t know who to trust anymore.”Flashback – 14 Years Ago, Russia. A young Marcus watched as his older brother Viktor handed an envelope of cash to a team doctor. Beside them, a boy young Andre Corbin limped off the court.Marcus whispered to himself: “He’s just a kid.” He knew then what Viktor was. And what he wasn’t. A protector. A brother. A human being.Back to Present, Andre stood in front of the board. A red string now connected: Viktor Reznov, Teanna, Coach Malden, He circled them with a thick marker. “They were all connected before I even made the team.”Clive narrowed his eyes. “You think they plan
Chapter 11 – The Judas Table
Location: Secret Meeting Room – Underground Vault, Zurich A long obsidian table sat under a chandelier of crystal daggers. Around it seven men. Silent. Powerful. Hidden in the shadows of the sports world. At the head sat Viktor Lorne, fingers steepled, venom in his voice.“Gentlemen… Andre Corbin has declared war on the system. Our system.” Next to him, Reznov nodded, his eyes cold.A glass of whiskey trembled in Viktor’s grip. “He’s not just playing basketball,” Viktor snarled. “He’s building a narrative. If it wins, we lose.” Someone across the table asked: “What do you suggest?” Viktor’s lips curled. “We don’t break him. We erase him.”Meanwhile – Titania Safe House, London Clive had bugged the Zurich room hours ago. Now, the audio streamed live through encrypted speakers.Andre listened in silence. Reznov’s voice crackled through. “We lure him into another scandal. A player attack. Paid. Fake. Viral. One hit, and he’s out again.”Another voice: “And his mother?” Viktor: “Make her
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