Thriller OPEN The Seeking

IC: Hugo Klaasen
Location: Outside the Villa, Berlin

Well, well a billionaire coming to a house of Gifted. It was interesting indeed as to why he had shown up, especially if the Benefactor supposedly had seen him and dealt with him in Laurent's words.

A man got out of the limo, must have been this Justin followed by an Eastern European looking woman. Possibly a bodyguard. No wonder, these rich types usually had burly men or men covered in muscle protecting them. Sometimes they had ladies who looked just as deadly, this one looked it.

Was he after Lara? Perhaps he fancied grabbing her and getting out of harm's way. Laurent knew who he was and maybe had some inkling of why he was here. But if he was here for Lara then Hugo had competition. Which meant he had to move fast. The guard had escorted them to the villa, but was there another one there?

Maybe he could spin a story about being another of Justin's bodyguards arriving late. He may have to pass over his gun but there was no way they were taking his prized sniper rifle. He preferred to kill with his weapons not his fists even though he had been trained in hand to hand combat.

"Well i'd better get cracking then" he said "I need everything you have on Lara sent to my phone, what she looks like, anything you think could be useful. I want to make sure I get the right woman because if I don't I will have a load of lions on my tail"

Lara was in there with a group of Gifted, possibly dangerous ones. He would be spotted as a non Gifted in an instant. Which meant sniping was his best bet, hopefully there was a tree about. And if there were any guards, hopefully he could just knock them out. He wanted to save his bullets for the Gifted, especially Lara.

He smirked at Laurent "Hopefully i'll be back. If not well...it's been fun" he got out of the car making his way foward towards the villa.

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Juan the Spaniard
The Villa

Juan smiled at Saori's attempt to spend some time with his crown jewel. "It is down the corridor to the left." He simply said and took Lara's arm. "Easy enough to find."

Then he turned to Lara. "Might need you downstairs. Got your stuff packed?"

Looking at Boris and then nodding to the laptop he smiled. "Make a nice soundbite of Limbach's confession and send it to the lady, please. Then have Anton destroy it." He gestured to Lara.

Justin Pfeiffer and a bodyguard who is not entirely what she appears to be. But there are more to come. You got all the attention just as you like it.

How will it end?

Bloodshed.

Juan smiled. At least for once his future self had revealed something interesting. He made his way downstairs. Anton, Strauß and Ray were downstairs. A formidable fighting force if they needed one.

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IC: Kawin Muthurangu
Rome, The Flat

Lambs - another Lambs joined them - holding a gun now. "They are at the backdoor, too." He whispered and the Lambs exchanged looks. "Our numbers will probably surprise them." He said and the other Lambs nodded. They all sighed.

"You." Lambs said to the Lambs who had brought Jane. "You go over the roof and get them to Berlin via train. The rest of US will keep them busy."

Kawin looked at them in shock, "Pardon the idiot. Why don't we all leave over the roof?" he knew he probably was asking a foolish question, but honestly he couldn't fathom why Lambs was apparently sacrificing himself - any of himselves - when he actually had an escape plan.

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Justin Pfeiffer
The Villa, Weißensee, Berlin

He smiled at the bearded man and then nodded. He had his gun still, which meant in case she needed one she had it. He walked first, raising his white jacket for a second to show her where it was, in the back stuck in his belt.

Anxiety filled him. This was where it had begun. He knew a bit what was about to happen, but with his presence alone he had changed the chain of events. He also knew who he was gonna meet and what this man was capable of.

Following the bodyguard into what looked like a luxurious villa he tried to remember as much of the way as possible. „The girl is the priority. Don‘t forget.“ He whispered to Natalia.

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Saori Nishimura
The Villa, Weißensee, Berlin

Juan took hold of Lara’s arm and smiled, sharklike, at Saori’s attempt to get her alone. “It is down the corridor to the left. Easy enough to find…”

Saori hesitated. She did not want to give up so easily, but also did not want to incur his wrath when she was so close to freedom.

Juan said to Lara, “Might need you downstairs. Got your stuff packed?”

That tweaked Saori’s curiosity. I wonder who the people downstairs are, and what’s going on?

Juan nodded to Boris and said, “Make a nice soundbite of Limbach’s confession and send it to the lady please. Then have Anton destroy it.”

Saori confirmed receipt of the file on her iphone. She looked at Juan.

“And then, that’s it? I’m free to go?”

It seemed a strange anti-climax to the terror she had felt at being drugged, kidnapped, tied up, and forced to watch an execution. She wondered what he would say in reply; Sure! Thanks for the bondage games, shoot ya later!

Saori expected Lara understood the worldwide code of the bathroom line. But just in case, she gave her a pleading look to try and get the silent message across. We need to talk! Get away from him if you can!

If Juan allowed it, Saori would make her way to the bathroom. She would check over her shoulder to see if anyone followed her. If she had chance, she would check out the rooms on the way. She would dearly love to find a gun – or any sort of weapon – before she reached the bathroom…


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IC Jane
Rome

Jane nodded to the Lambs gathered around. She knew the score and frankly these men didn't matter to her, they were just a means to an end. If they had to die then they had to die. They seemed like they were ready to die. She needed someone to hold off these guys even if it was for a few seconds.

Kawin asked the stupid question, someone had to.

"Yes that is a stupid question." Jane said coldly already moving towards the roof. "We need someone to hang around and buy us time." She checked her weapon again speaking matter of factly. "You think all of us are going to escape this raid. They have the tactical advantage, they have us surrounded, and have better weapons. Our only choice is to get out of here before they storm the place. The only way we get out of here is if some stay behind and slow these guys down. Happens all the time in combat." She never stopped moving while she was talking. Now she was at the roof access ready to bolt.

"You ready to go Kawin?"

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IC: Marina Astakhova
Location:The Villa, Weissensee

Marina smirked at his remark “Guns are not the only thing that can kill.” she chuckled and shook her head. The spy did not say anything about his remark about her pistol though, she made one mistake already and that guy appeared to know what he was doing. She simply shrugged and followed him inside. There was a gorgeous brunette waiting for them there who appeared to be interested in her “No, I am not, just a simple human.” Marina gave a small smile. She had not expected she to be in the spotlight, after all Justin was the billionaire and she was his bodyguard. The girl in jeans seemed off to her, but she could not put her finger on how exactly.

Marina was studying the surroundings, looking for good defensible positions, potential ambush points, exits, etc. Justin approached her to remind her of who the target was. She gave him a small nod “Understood.” she had to stay close to him. After all he had a gun and she would have to take it off him before he could do something stupid.

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Rome, The Flat

Lambs - the one with the gun - simply nodded at Jane. „Do not worry, we do not die, just skip to another alternate timeline. Happens everything. All least as long as there are still any left.“ He sighed and shoved Kawin after Jane.

The hatch to the rooftop was opened by Lambs, the one who was coming with them. He nodded to Jane and Kawin. „You first. We go south, towards the train station. Nightmarish leaves in 30, we should be on it.“

Somewhere below they heard a bang and the door seems to have been opened violently. A second later the shooting began. Both sides shot. Indeed the number of Lambs was probably confusing and surprising, giving the American a moment to gain an advantage over the highly armed attackers. Who expected to go into a room and find twenty versions of your target?

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The Weißensee Villa, both floors

Lara did not take the bait and let Saori go. She seemed to have no intention to leave or flee. Quite the contrary, she followed Juan downstairs ... they were obviously done with her. The interest vanished immediately.

... where they met Justin and Marina, now called Natalia. „Those guys wanna talk to you.“ Ray said and took the place at the door. Boris, the good looking Russian took the other. Valeria, the Spanish looking girl leaned against the wall and Lara stayed behind Juan. Anton, the youngest of the bunch with his babyface was the only one sitting on the large couch. Strauss, the oldest of the bunch wiped his bald head clean and entered the room last. Looking kinda confused about the new arrivals, but left speaking to their Alpha wolf.

Saori was upstairs and found nothing but more or less empty rooms with some plastic sheets spread over the furniture. Obviously there was no gun, but if she wanted to get out she would have to go through the living room, where everybody was gathered now.

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Berlin, outside the Villa

Outside Hugo found a perfect spot right between to bushes marking the border of the real estate. He had a clear look on four of the large panorama windows. Quite a good chance his target would show up on one of them.

He quickly found the assembled crew on the ground floor in what looked like a rather empty living room, containing only a couch, a glass table and a lot of people. Basically nothing they could take cover behind. the windows were probably bullet proof, but for a sniper rifle that would not be a problem. Three woman were present. One was blonde and clearly not the target. The other two stood with their backs to him. One had long black hair and if that was not a wig it could not be Lara. The fourth had shaven hair, which was not what he had on his picture. From the size and body it could be Lara, but until she turned that was impossible to confirm.

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IC: Hugo Klaasen
Location: Sniping from a bush, The Villa, Berlin

As Hugo made his way forward as stealthily as he could utilizing the shadows he spotted a perfect spot to stake out and snipe from. A couple of bushes.

Hugo couldn't help himself and smiled wickedly. It looked a good spot, he was far enough away from the villa where he could not be spotted (hopefully) and it would provide enough cover for him to lay down, hold position and get a good shot off and disappear unseen back to Laurent and the waiting Laurent and the car.

Of course if it all went wrong Hugo would have to face Gifted and the guards. And that was a fight he would definitely lose, but maybe at least he could take some Gifted out along the way. But he would cross that bridge when he got to it.

He ducked down, making sure he ducked down low enough to crawl on his belly and take a look from his bush. He eye roved the villa itself, there was what looked like a living room in front of him not much decor in there seemed the owner wanted to keep this one basic. But there was a group of people in there, Hugo couldn't see who they were but with his telescopic sight on his rifle he could take a closer look.

Hugo moved up slightly, removed the bag strap from across his chest and then moved back down into the prone position opening his bag and pulling out the parts of his sniper rifle, sight, silencer and magazine. He hadn't used his prized possession in awhile as his current jobs to date had called for more close quarters work. But this was what he was trained to do in the South African military and how he had made his name, from the streets of Johannesburg to all around the world. It had certainly caught the eye of his current maybe soon to be former boss.

He quickly assembled his sniper rifle, another thing he had been drilled to do constantly in the army. Silencer screwed on, magazine in and one in the chamber and bipod on the bottom. He got into position setting up the sights and focusing on the living room. So what do we have here….

He pulled his phone out of his jacket and took a quick look at what Laurent had sent him. Young looking woman, long hair in a ponytail, cute looking if she wasn't a Gifted freak. Should hopefully be easy to find. With four panoramic windows to choose from plus the entrance he would find her and kill her. If she went upstairs it could be a bit trickier as he would have to tray and shift position and probably would be spotted. The phone went back in his jacket.

Focusing through the sight he looked at the people in the room. A few men, three women. Definitely no cover for them to dive behind and if they moved to the other rooms? He would pick them off there. The glass would not stop his bullets either, he made sure his bullets could penetrate bullet proof glass and pierce armour. They were expensive but he only used them sparingly. Out of the three women, one was blonde, you’re out he thought.

But the other two….one had black hair, long like the photo could possibly be the target. The other had shaved her hair but her body shape looked like the target’s. The features were different though. Hugo swore he was now stuck with two targets. Shoot the wrong one and the other could possibly escape. No doubt the target had maybe one some things that could change her appearance as she may have been told she was now being hunted. But one of them had to go.

But he had a thought which made him smirk a little. Eliminate them both he thought. Fire one shot at the shaven headed lady, another at the dark haired lady. Kill two birds with one stone. If the other was an innocent bystander then of course he would have blood on his hands. But he was used to it by now all part of the job description of an assassin. One shot, one kill simple as that.

Goodbye sweeties….

That was his last thought before he blanked his mind, took several deep breaths and focused his sights first on the shaven headed lady….

Then fired.

He then set his sights on the dark haired lady, he would have to chamber a round again which would take a few seconds, but if she moved….

She was his.

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Saori Nishimura
The Villa, Weißensee, Berlin

Saori moved on to the bathroom and locked the door. Lara did not come. She wondered how Juan had won such loyalty from her. Was it just the drugs? She took out her iphone and speed-typed a message.

“Steffen,
I got the story, as promised. See attached. It’s genuine. They kidnapped me too. I’m ok – they said they will let me go. Write up to come soon. Hold the front page. There is more to this.
Saori xx.”

She washed her face and looked in the mirror.

“Okay, you got what you wanted. Happy?” she said to herself.

Saori decided she was not. Despite being brought here against her will and tied up, she somehow felt complicit in Limbach’s death. You made a deal with the devil. She had used Juan, and Juan had used her. Now he had no interest in her anymore, like he had paid what he owed and just wanted to kick her out.

Saori had never slept with anyone for a story, but right at that moment she felt like a whore in her tiny little black dress.

She shook her head to clear her thoughts. There is still more to this story. She needed to follow the fate of Lara – back to the Mansfield Institute if necessary. But right now, Saori needed to get away from the dangerous gangsters, shower and change.

She slipped back along the corridor and found only one staircase downstairs. There were voices – the others were already gathered down there. With the facts of Archangel now in the bank with Der Spiegel, Saori’s mind wandered back to previous conversations. What if the end of the world really is hanging on the fate of Lara? What if the Seeker really does destroy everything? What if this is just the start of the story? She groaned internally at her own insatiable curiosity.

The truth is still out there.

She reached the bottom of the staircase and heard a familiar voice from the living room. Forgetting herself and the others, she stepped into the doorway to the living room. Her eyes widened.

She gasped, “Justin?”

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Juan the Spaniard
The Villa, Living Room

He walked down the stairs and entered the living room, demanding the center of attention. He exchanged a look with Valeria and then turned smiling towards Justin Pfeiffer, billionaire and almost a teenager. Smart people were dangerous.

„Mr. Pfeiffer. One bodyguard? Seriously, I am almost offended by the lack of security you are bringing. Is she even Gifted?“ He asked and turned to Ray, who shook his head. He smiled. „Not even Gifted? Seriously, would have been more impressive if you do not come with any at all. I might have thought you got something in the backhand. I might have become nervous. Anyway, I assume you are here to do business?“ He put his hands behind his back. „Guess it is about her?“

Saori came down and she gasped his name. He grinned. „Oh, or are you picking up your girlfriend from work? Believe me, we really got her working.“ Juan laughed.

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Justin Pfeiffer
Living Room in the Weißensee Villa

The girl came with the guy who was clearly the Alpha of the pack. Juan Duran, called the Spaniard. What had the Source called him? Maybe not the most powerful, but certainly among the most dangerous of all Gifted. Justin felt indeed he had brought Natalia into as very bad place and if this turned nasty, he had probably sealed her fate. His own, too. He did not feel bad about his own, though.

His eyes were on Lara, now with a shaven head and a dog-like loyalty to Juan. Then Saori Nishimura showed up. He was almost yelling at her what she was thinking to be in such a place. He did not know if it was brave, stupid, suicidal or maybe a bit of all. „Hey Saori.“ He just said and rolled his eyes for a second. „I see your taste of company is still very . . . unique.“

Get out of here, girl.

„I am single, so she is all yours.“ He finally replied to Juan, who was a . . . Mercurial personality, as Charles Dickens would have said. He gave the man a smile, trying to display confidence. „I assume her presence means you are aware of what she is and who she is and who is after her.“ He nodded to Lara. „I am here to help. I am here to help you and all Gifted to not get robbed of their powers. My help comes at a price, of course. I am very aware of who you are Juan Duran, but what is more important is that I know if you stay on your path it will be your undoing and the undoing of everybody else.“ He sighed. „You know what is so great about knowing the future though? You can change it. I guess you are a man more aware of that than most, right? Ask your future self about it.“ He played all his cards, hoping to find an entry point now. They were running out of time.

He was coming.

When he showed up, Justin wanted to be out of here. He stepped in front of Natalia to allow her access to the gun, if she needed it. He knew he was playing high stakes here. Juan drawing his gun and shooting was a very real possibility.

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IC: Kawin Muthurangu
Rome, the Flat

Lambs - the one with the gun - simply nodded at Jane. „Do not worry, we do not die, just skip to another alternate timeline. Happens everything. All least as long as there are still any left.“ He sighed and shoved Kawin after Jane.

Well, that certainly put a different light on matters, although he now knew he understood things even less than he had thought that he did. The hatch to the rooftop was opened by Lambs, the one who was coming with them. He nodded to Jane and Kawin. „You first. We go south, towards the train station. Nightmarish leaves in 30, we should be on it.“

Somewhere below they heard a bang and the door seems to have been opened violently. A second later the shooting began. Both sides shot. He didn't know how to deal with the callousness of Jane, so he did his best to ignore it. Focus on the simple act of not making these Lambs leave this universe in vain.

"Nightmarish in less than 30. Train station. Let's go." he simply nodded, reciting the information for his own benefit as he was still a little bit groggy from the brief sleep. He probably would be more with it if he had not gotten any sleep rather than the merest glimpse.

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IC Jane
Rome

"See Kawin, they'll be fine." Jane said with a not insignificant amount of sarcasm. She imagined it still hurt to die, hurt to have your insides torn to shreds by lead. She moved out onto the roof hearing the sounds of conflict down below. The armed agents had made their entry and were likely clearing the rooms. That gave them time, time to get out of here.

She looked to Kawin making sure he was still with her before looking to their escort. Drawing her pistol she held it in two hands ready to take off over the picturesque roofs of Rome. Not how she saw this mission going, but it was where she was. She could only slow down time, she couldn't go back.

"Think you can keep up?" She ask Kawin as she bolted towards the train station, keeping low and blending into the shadows. Time was of the essence, if anything to try and get to Berlin before her uncle landed. It'd been a bit since she'd seen him in person.

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Maria Liang and The Source
The Presidential Suite

Maria looked at the clearly dying man and she was confused. „I know what you mean.“ She finally admitted. „I was always loyal, but I have been long enough in the game to know you shall never be too loyal. They won‘t be in return.“ She sighed. „Adrian taught me that a long time ago. It is why I left the CIA. They disassembled the shadow Network as if it was a nefarious scheme to take down democracy. Well, when we killed people to keep them form bombing their Kindergardens nobody said a word, right?“ Sebastian, the Source looked at her and shrugged. „What do you want me to say? I am not one of you American patriots. You kill their kids, they kill yours. Only the reasons differ and even that is mostly only on paper. When you threw bombs on a wedding in Pakistan, did you think there were no kids among the guests?“ He looked up at her. „But if the ends justify the means, what keeps me from getting rid of you all? Because right now, bleeding to death and alone, what do you think keeps me from doing it? My great love for mankind?“ Maria had to laugh.

„Actually, yes. Kinda. My profile of you says you are not a bad guy. You try to do the right thing.“ She said.

„Which is why you killed me?“ He asked and smirked. Maria stared only at him.

„I . . . This is all following a plan . . .“ She kept her mouth. Truth was she did not know the plan, but only assumed there was one. One that made sense. If you killed for so many years for the greater good, you stopped asking about what this greater good actually was.

„You got no idea what the plan is. Which is why I am wasting what little time I got left here. You do not know what he is doing in Sweden, I bet you do not know who the Seeker is or how he is going to destroy this world, right?“ The Source stepped forward and took out a knife. He cut loose her restraints and then with a casual gesture threw the gun into her lap.

„Go ahead, this is your great day. Kill me.“ He smirked. „You know there are timelines where we two are in love? Yeah. Really.“ He laughed.

„I do not get it. Why do you always end up killing yourself?“ She asked and took the gun slowly. Then she realized what he had just said and smiled. „You are kinda cute.“ She admitted and both laughed.

„Making room.“ The Source said. „For the player. Remember the board with all those pieces? I wait for the player and I got the feeling I need to make room for him.“

„We killed your younger self.“ She said and loaded the gun through. The Source laughed at her.

„Yopu killed him, he killed you, he kissed you, he made love with you, he never met you, he killed you, you killed each other, or the Seeker did, or Hugo. Or he killed Hugo. He met Lambs, he met them all. Oh Maria, there are so many possibilities. Right? There is one thing you do not see or understand yet, though.“

„What is that?“ She asked.

„There is no way to kill me. I would love to know this is over, but truth is I have no limits. Nothing I cannot do. So this is now a race. A race against time for both you, me and the Seeker. An me and me and me.“ He smiled. She raised the gun and nodded.

„I see. You want me to help your other you?“ She asked.

„No, I want you to stay out of his way or he is gonna smash you like a bug.“ He said. She felt angry about this and to her surprise she pulled the trigger. The Source spasmed once and then collapsed to his knees. She fired another five time into him.

He had been right about everything. But she could not let him life anyway. He was insane. And she had the feeling letting an insane God exist, would be one hell of a mistake.

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Sebastian Stein and Elena, Ayshe, Maria Liang and The Source
New York, Alley
Überall, immer



He had to laugh as he understood all of his mistakes, as they became clear inside his inner mind like one long chain of events. He remembered a future self looking back and seeing a past self, understanding everything. The transformation had already ended for this other self and the memory of being a God was almost being too much for a mortal man, no matter how powerful.

„It is you.“ Elena said and her eyes widened, but Sebastian could not answer, as he realized the eternity of his doing and the same time the relativity of every action. There were worlds that had not seen this happening. A million Kawin‘s still existed. Countless, if he wanted them to be countless. „It is you, isn‘t it?“ Elena grabbed a gun, it was probably Kawin‘s? She raised it to execute Sebastian and he saw them all . . . those diverging worlds.

She fired the gun and the bullet never left it. Instead he drew his and fired back . . .

She fired the gun and he was surprised himself, as the bulletin made it‘s w<y to his head and entered it in slow motion. The pain and then the silence,finally silence.

The screams, the many screams, released wiping her out of existence.

Kawin stood up and fired her into the back of his head.

Or they were suddenly in a building which looked like a Greenhouse, everything completely overgrown.

Schau meiner Toleranz einfach weiter beim verbluten zu (und sie blutet und sie blutet)

Where had he heard this song? Or had he not yet heard it and remembered the future again?

He felt dizzy and the woman was standing in frontal him with the gun trembling in her hand. Almost absently he grabbed it from her and looked to the end of the alley. She cried. „It was all you, wasn‘t it?“ She seemed to scream at his deafening ears. „Maybe.“ He replied and then pointed the gun at her without looking and fired. Nothing happened, except a gun hitting her chest, killing her, which was not really important, because it also did not happen and not not happen. He shook huis head.


You are in the past again, are you? He turned his head. „You are in the past again, are you?“ Maria asked him and he smiled, but it was more a polite smile. He realized he had known wheat she would say and he had for many years. „I am sorry. Yes, I was in the past.“ He looked irritated. „The past is also here.“ He said then. Maria took his face into both hands. „Okay, listen Sebastian, you have to release him. He needs his rest.“ She smiled. Sebastian shook his head. „I left you behind.“ He just said and Maria was not Maria actually. It was an arab woman and had they not been on a boat a second ago? No, now they seemed to be in a cold room. Illuminated by bright white color. The woman, this was not Maria.

A tent, heat, desert dryness.


„Calm down, Sebastian. You can fight this off. Just give yourself a moment.“ The woman gave him an almost shy smile, before gently touching his breast. The touch was an almost forbidden intimacy, he knew. He gasped. „Those memories of the future are not always so easy to control. Sorry.“ He said and smiled. „Who do you tell.“ She smiled and he laughed. „Right. So tell me . . . How it will end.“ The girl looked up. „We will be enemies and you will kill me and then you will find friends and then they will turn into enemies. The world will keep on turning, but again and again and again the same day.“ Sebastian looked at her. „I know I am gonna change, but I cannot believe I would kill you.“ He said and smiled. Ayshe shook her head. „Sebastian, you will not be like this and neither will I. I will change a lot.“ She shook hero head. „I understand why you do it.“ Sebastian looked at her. Then she looked up and gave him a smile.

„Und es tut mir leid, wenn es nicht stimmt, das diese Scherben Glück bringen.“ The voice was not Ayshe‘s. Of course not. Looking over the Hamburg Harbor he smiled and took another breath of his cigarette. „Sometimes you seem absent.“ The voice said and he laughed. „I am sorry. But you got no idea.“ He looked to the right and saw her.



He realized she was actually wrong. He would never be together with her, right? Not with Lara. She was the victim. He wondered why he knew how she looked, but then he remembered that he remembered he would kill her eventually. „You are totally wrong.“ She laughed and leaned forward, giving him a gentle kiss. „I know.“

Maria Liang put the gun to his head and he saw she was fighting with her emotions. „Do it.“ He finally said and she pulled the trigger, killing ihm in the club in New York. His lifeless body collapsed, she stood over ihm, actually starting to cry. He watched himself die from the other side of the balcony and sighed in regret. Great Expectations. He somehow knew the club was called the Great Expectations.

It was where his arm wrapped around the neck of the Spaniard and pulled up, to keep him from breathing. He was all rage. He looked over to Kyle, lying dead on the floor and knew he would not let this creature exist. The world around him shifted, with people rising from the ground in reverse and collapsing again. Glasses reassembled and broke sometimes almost simultaneously. Juan gasped and began to spasm, as he closed his eyes.

The water around his ankles felt so good, as the sand between his toes adjusted. It wasn’t to exactly warm, the northern sea never really was. But if felt good. „Wonderful, is it?“ The voice asked Sand he turned, but could not really make out a face as the sun blinded him.



„You are drifting again. Oh it must be so terrible being you. Hm?“ Ayshe asked and cowered next to him, gently taking the gun out of his hand as he knelt on the floor, the dead President Kurt Roland right in front of him laying on the floor. „Memories of memories of futures and pasts that did not happen.“ He said and looked at Ayshe. „Or did they?“ She asked and smiled down. The gun was raised to his head. He closed his eyes and remembered . . . Dying. Not dying. Click. „Oh I took those out before.“ He said and looked up at her, seeing the fears in her eyes now. he jumped up, ripping her petite body of it‘s feet and driving the knife deep . . . into her face, again and again, until nothing was left . . . Into her chest, sliding her throat, stopping a millimeter before her eye. Ayshe gasped and gave him a desperate smile. „So who do you save? Yourself? Me? The girl? Him?“ „The girl?“ He asked irritated.

„There are other worlds than these, gunslinger.“ Maria said and smiled. Sebastian looked around. They were clearly at the mediterran coast. The day was sunny, the Champaign still was bubbling on his tongue and he felt . . . Happy.


„I love you, you know that Sebastian Stein? No matter in what timezone your thoughts got stuck.“ She said and smiled and Sebastian smiled back. „More champaign?“ He asked almost embarrassed . . .


Is there any version of this where we turn out okay? Sebastian looked down at her and gently put the towel on her forehead. She lay in his small ship in the Hong Kong historical harbor and looked at him with sad eyes. „Is there any version of this where we turn out okay?“ He gave her a sad smile. This famous sad smile.


„It is only time, Anna. Only time.“ He whisperers Andy now everything the words set in motion. Everything. How she would go back and change everything and how the Seeker would rise and why Sebastian had to die, because the truth was the Seeker was . . .



He kissed her and closed his eyes. „I love you too.“


The bullet hit his head. Somewhere in New Y . . . Sweden . . . or Berlin?


He was back in the alley in New York and put the gun down he had put to his head. „Yes, it was me all along. The Seeker is using me to end these worlds.“ He looked at Elena. „But what can I do? Killing me will resetting and you will be stuck in his endless cycle again, right?“ He shook his head and grabbed the polaroids from his pocket. „I mean, you . . . Are done, sorry.“ He said and Elena shook her head. „You cannot leave us here like . . .“

He was gone already as she ended that sentence.

Tag: @SirakRomar, @TheSithGirly (mentioned a lot)

 

IC: Marina Astakhova
Location:The Villa, Weissensee

Marina saw a Slavic looking man and gave him a quizzical look. If only she could take a picture and send it to the Centre, they might be interested. It would be best if she were to record all of their likenesses but one step at a time. She was there to protect Justin and also carry out her mission.

Then a Spanish looking man appeared, must be that Juan. He berated Justin, she had to remain impassive but her body was ready to spring into action. There were an unknown amount of Gifted, which could be problematic, but if she acted fast she might be able to take out some of them.

There was a Japanese girl, she looked familiar, some sort of a journalist or whatever. Marina stifled a chuckle seeing Justin acting all hero like but smiled inwardly when he positioned himself in such a way as to give her access to the gun.

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A combined that I concluded a while ago with our now absent GM @SirakRomar. Can‘t link the picture so please hit the link to see him dance!


Juan the Spaniard,
Villa in Weißensee

Juan was about to answer Justin Pfeiffer, when things happened at incredible speed. The window shattered and he felt blood. Not his blood. Lara‘s blood as there was a hole ripped into her head. She collapsed right next to him and her body stopped falling mid air. Fascinating. The immunity of a Gifted vanished with his death.

Wiping the blood from his face he looked to Strauss and gave The Capitano a grateful nod. „Anton, do your thing.“ He said and the young man leaped over the couch. Justin, Saori, the bodyguard and potentially the assassin would all be frozen for neither five seconds. Ray was at the window already. Valeria took cover. Boris drew his gun. Why did they panic? They had a back-up for these things, did they not?

Touching Lara the blood from Juan‘s face speeded back into the wound, as did all the parts spread around the room, until she gasped out and coughed on the ground. Anton smiled at her. „Welcome back, stay down.“ He said. Lara nodded and looked at the shattered window. „Did I just . . . Die?“ She asked and Anton gave her a boyish grin.

„Happens to all of us.“ He just said and looked at Juan, nodding. The power did not always work so flawless, but thank the Gods it had this time. They had known she would die today, of course. Valeria had known all along, but she Ionosphäre knew the time, not the cause. So he had actually prepared himself.

Time resumed and Ray nodded to Juan as he stepped next to him. That meant his power was now on.

This was a most unwelcome disturbance, but he could hardly ignore it. The assassin had to be dealt with and he needed to find out who send him. Not the Government, they wanted her alive. So someone else was involved.

He smiled at the unknown assassin and then snipped his finger, showing to the door. Strauss and Boris immediately made their way there, while Juan stood in the shattered window, providing the perfect target. With a smile on his face he began dancing. Ray rolled his eyes standing next to him, trying to keep his power up. Juan was sure he could keep it up for a few minutes. If not Anton was always an option.

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