James felt his body heated, and suddenly he liked to see his spirit staring at his body on the floor. "Am I dead? What is happening to me?" He said
James looked at his mother's body in front of him. Tears streamed down his face as he remembered that he was now left alone in the world. Still, he needed to know who had attacked his mother and why she had to die. James walked out of the ward, and suddenly, he felt pulled up. He floated into the air and out of space. A ray of light flashed towards him as if it were going to blindfold him, but then he saw his father and mother in front of him as he slowly removed his hands from his eyes. " Dad? Mum? Is this real?" James said, slowly walking towards them. " Stay,son. You can't come any further." James's father said he was stopping him. Martha smiled, and she was at peace. "I don't understand what is going on. Why do you have to die, and why does mom have to leave?" James said it with tearful eyes. "I am sorry I have to leave this burden on you, son. Trust me, there is no one who. can wield this power other than you. You are meant for this. You will save many lives, and you will be worshipped as a king. But don't let all of this cloud your judgement. There will come a day when you will wish you were not chosen. The spectacles of Ozz have choked you for a reason." Jason looked at his son. "Do I need to know, father? You are not telling me anything." James looked at the both of them. "We don't have much time, son; you need to forge your own path like I have done with mine. You have it in you." Jason finally said. "Wake up! Wake up!!" James heard Rose's voice and shook. "What happened?" And why is your mother bleeding after the surgery?" Rose looked at James. " I...I.. James stuttered and finally broke down into tears. Rose was confused; one minute Martha was fine after the surgery, and the next minute she was bleeding out. Martha's corpse was packed, and she was immediately buried. James had the spectres hidden and didn't know what to do with them. He had it buried inside a hole he had dug. Days went by as James mourned the loss of his mother. School life hadn't been easy with Stiles breathing on his neck. He now has to do Stiles arithmetics and run errands for him. He was getting fed up, but he had no choice. James took on minimal work in the city. He works as a delivery boy, and he always tries to keep up with work at school. The strange man he had fought with hasn't appeared to him since the death of his mother; he believed the man was either dead or had forgotten the episode since he didn't have what he was looking for. James had just gone to work when his boss looked at him. "I really like you, James, but I need a boy who will be punctual. You can joggle this with your schoolwork. I might eventually have to let you go." Klaus said this from behind the desk he sat on. "I am sorry, Klaus. I need this job. You are the only one who trusts me enough to give me a chance. I promise I won't let you down." James was pleased as he grabbed the package from the table. "You are delivering this to the Titan industry. They have this order for their staff. Don't be late." Kluas looked at James. "Yes,sir." James shouted, running out of the chicken factory. He got on his scooter and raced like a mad man. He knew it was his last chance with Mr. Klaus. Most of the clients have been complaining about James lateness. Either the traffic was slowing him down or he had issues recognising where he was going. James had made a mistake one day by giving a client's package to another person. He would have been fired, but the client apologised on his behalf, making Klaus retain him. He knew if he messed this up, then it would be final. As he raced towards Titan's company. James checked the box each time to know if he was on the right track. He wasn't looking up when he collided with an incoming vehicle right in front of him. Many people yelled as James flew off his scooter and landed with such a such a loud thud that his bones broke. "Is he dead?" One of the pedestrians shouted as they tried to catch the vehicle that hit him. The people gasped in awe as James stood up, and his eyes darted around to see many faces staring at him. It almost looked like they had seen a zombie or a ghost. James looked at his watch and saw he had just thirty more minutes to meet the deadline. He jumped on his scooter and hurried off. A man in a black suit looked at James as he hurried off. "You could have killed him, but he refused to die. Who the hell is he?" His voice was gentle, showing interest in James. " am not sure, boss." The driver replied "Follow him." The man said he was fastening his seat belt. James was followed as he drove his scooter through the alley until he reached Titan Industry. He walked in and delivered the parcel he was holding. The receptionist smiled and looked at him. "Thank you; are you alright?" She asked, seeing that James clothes were torn and he had some bruises on him. "I am fine." James smiled upon seeing that he was able to deliver the package on time. " Here." The lady said he was dropping some money on his palms. "And here is a tip for you." She added some dollar notes for him, and James bowed his head, seeing the $200 note. He stepped on his scooter and was about to drive out of the company when a black, sleek car drove in. James looked at the driver, and he had a flashback. His eyes changed colour, and he quickly hid behind the van, his heart beating fast as beaded sweat formed on his face after hearing the strange, familiar voice.
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Chapter thirty four
James spun in a slow circle, heart still pounding from the escape, his palms pressed against the golden walls that refused to budge. The Vault pulsed softly with light, each glyph lighting up like a slow heartbeat, humming with time-bound power he could barely comprehend.He sank to his knees, forehead resting against the warm metal.“Training?” he muttered. “I didn’t sign up for training. I came to save my parents, not get locked in some… temporal tomb.”A faint sound answered him—like a breath through glass. Then, without warning, the room darkened. A hologram flickered to life in the center of the chamber, forming a figure draped in ceremonial armor, etched with the symbols James had seen in old Guardian texts Striker made him read on the run.“Guardian Heir,” the figure said, its voice a blend of male and female tones, both human and more. “You have arrived at the Threshold of Purpose. Before you lies the path to reclaiming the Continuum.”James stood, backing up warily. “I don
Chapter thirty three
Flames licked the walls of the entryway, casting jagged shadows across the dusty floor as the heat surged toward them. James’s hands trembled slightly as he held the blaster Striker had thrown to him. It felt too light to do any real damage, and yet somehow, it vibrated faintly in his grip like it held a life of its own."Through the back!" Striker barked, already moving.The smoke curled thickly as they rushed down a narrow hallway, Striker kicking open a half-rotten wooden door that led to a hidden stairwell. The ground beneath them rumbled, the Seeker's arrival twisting the air into something unnatural."Where does this lead?" James coughed, eyes watering as he tried to stay close."To the tunnels," Striker replied. "Old railway lines that cut under the city. Carlos used to use them to smuggle tech between timelines before the Time Guardians locked them.""And now?"Striker gave him a grim smile. "Now we unlock them."As they descended, the flickering lights faded behind them, repl
Chapter thirty two
James and Strikers drove very fast through the dark alley. "Have we lost them?" James asked looking at Striker who was driving like a maniac. " We are not safe until we are there. " There? What the hell are you talking about?" James asked. " The Seeker. It knows you have the spectacle now and I bet he is on his way." Striker shouted. " Seat belt!" James drew the seat belt over his chest. His face was a little tensed wondering what Strikers meant by the word strikers. A lightning flashed right behind them. " He is here." Strikers said, cursing under his breath. " I knew this was going to happen. We might need to go see someone." Striker said immediately as the Seeker sped with his motorbike right behind them. James looked to see someone cloaked running after them. " Who are we going to see? You don't need to hide anything from me now, Striker. You said you wanted to help, then tell me where we are going too?" Striker took a sharp bending trying to lose their pursuer. " C
Chapter thirty one
Selena lifted her head slowly, the weight of the chains digging into her bruised wrists. Her mouth was dry, the taste of metal lingering at the back of her tongue. Every breath was a struggle, every movement a test of endurance. But her eyes—those sharp, defiant eyes—never wavered from Reginald’s."You should ask your men,” she said, her voice raspy but unwavering. “They were the last ones to touch it.”Reginald’s jaw twitched. He stepped forward, the polished leather of his shoes clicking against the stone floor like a judge’s gavel. “Do not play games with me, Selena. You think you’re clever? Risking your life for that boy? For what? Love?"He spat the last word like it disgusted him.Selena said nothing. She simply looked at him—truly looked. Not as the tyrant she had feared growing up, not as the cold-blooded collector of relics. But as a man desperate to control what was slipping through his fingers."You think I wanted this life for you?” he asked suddenly, voice lowering. “I bu
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Reginald's loud noise echoed through the hallway as his men sprung into action. Each grabbing weapons they could lay Thier hands on. " Make sure she is unharmed. I need her to explain why she will betray me like that!" Reginald shouted at the man in front of him. " I will carry out your order with utmost discretion." he said bowing before heading out. Reginald stood at window looking as each cars disappeared into darkness with only one thing in his mind. The hope that his daughter hasn't given the spectacle back to James. ******************************************************************The cold night air clung to Selena's skin like sweat as she darted through the hospital’s back entrance, heart thundering against her ribcage. She looked back frantically hoping and praying they were not right behind her. The satchel with the Spectacle was pressed tightly to her chest, the relic burning faintly through the leather as if aware of its surroundings. She knew her father's men weren’
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The room was tense as both father and daughter stared at each other. Selena flinched at her father’s words but quickly masked her expression with a calm smirk.“In love?” she echoed, standing slowly, pacing toward the window. “You give James too much credit.”Reginald wasn’t convinced. “I’ve seen that look before, Selena. The same look your mother had when she thought I didn’t notice her slipping away.”Reginald asked Selena how her mother left them for another man. "She left at my weakest, but then I looked like I had something she had never thought I was going to have. Power." He had told Selena the story over and over again that it was beginning to get boring. She turned sharply. “Then maybe you should’ve paid more attention.”The words hung between them like ice.Reginald narrowed his eyes. “If you're letting your emotions cloud your judgement, you’ll end up ruining everything. We have come too far to just let everything go to waste."“No,” Selena said coldly. “I’m trying to sav
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