Walkie Talkie Earpiece

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.

*There is "gore, bloody, violent" content throughout the story that may bother or not be suitable for some readers. As well as some crude language.* Also #action/adventure "Wren... can you hear me..?" His voice sounded so familiar and warm. ".."Please Wren... I know the last person you probably want to hear from is me.. "Please don't forget.. It's me, Michael.." As soon as Wren hear his name, memories came flashing back to her. *Wren-Wren, come play with me!" A young boy with brown hair and sea blue eyes called out to her. "Okay, I'm coming." The young Wren ran towards Michael. Her dark red hair that had been neatly styled into braids, bounced around on her shoulders. *BANG! BOOM, BOOM!* The loud sounds of gun and canon fire could be heard all around. "AH!" Men and women were screaming in the distance. The once inviting forest vegetation was now littered with debris from nearby buildings and stained red with blood. "Mommy! Mommy, *cough cough* help m-" before the blonde little girl could continue screaming for her mother, I large hand reached down and covered her mouth. She tried to struggle, but it was all in vain. The man easily overpowered her and quickly ran off. ..."Presenting our new Priestess! She has incredible strength and amazing abilities only second to our Lord, Lord Valen. Everyone, please do your best to welcome her!" A teenaged age Wren stood before many people within a large ballroom style area. To her left was the one she knew as Valen, and over to her right, there was a man and woman who looked less than pleased to see her in a position of such power. Wren was nervous and shaking. 'I really wish I could just get out of this dress and go train," She thought to herself. ..."21, check in. Are we a go?" Someone's voice came across a small earpiece, "We are good 45. You take the East entrance and I will cover the perimeter. We need to do this as quickly and silently as possible." Wren was in her late teens at this point. She was wearing all black clothes, that were fitted to the curves of her body. She heard a small sound in the distance, 'Okay, here we go.' She took a deep breath in and closed her eyes. In just moments her clothes and hair began to flutter around her body, and just as quickly as this happened, she disappeared, leaving nothing but a small wisp of smoke behind. ..."Wren, I just can't...I need to go for myself. I never wanted to keep this from yo-" "Don't bother lying to me Michael. I am fed up with what both you and Valen have been hiding." She carefully swung her leg over, and moved away from Michael's lap, carefully adjusting her jade-colored dress. She sighed into her hands, "Wren..you know I will always lo-" "Goodbye Michael. I regret we didn't have more time together, but I can't just sit by idly." She turned to face him, a tear ran down her face, and she disappeared, before Michael opened his eyes from a blink. Suddenly, Wren gasped and opened her eyes. She immediately sat up, turned on her side, and began to cough and spit out blood. "Oh Wren, gosh I missed you," As Wren was turning to lay back down, Michael pulled her into a tight embrace. "I don't know what I would have done without you. You were in this bed so long, I didn't think you would ever wake up." Wren was confused and still trying to catch her breath. She pushed the man away and looked him over. 'Wavy brown hair, simple stud earrings, sea blue eyes..' "Michael?" "Oh, my Lady-" Michael grabbed her once more, but he quickly released her, "Daddy, daddy, can I see, can I see?" Wren grew even more confused, as Michael moved his body over and behind him, was a small girl, with cherry brown hair. "Hi lovely. I would like you to meet someone. This Lady, is a very important person to our people, and she is also really special to us." Wrens breaths began to quicken and her heart was racing, 'no, don't!" "This Lady's name is Wren, but maybe after you are around her more, maybe you can start calling her Mommy again?"

Born into a Wealthy, and Highly Honored Family, Kim Se-Yeon (29) a 4 year Experienced doctor who is currently Working a full time job at Hae-Su Hospital. Also born into a Wealthy and Highly Honored and Respected family. Lee Jae-Hyuk (29), joined the military at age 24. He received a Captain's Rank within 5 years in the military. On a typical day, everything shook and shakes. Jae-Hyuk and the Alpha Team tries to go help save the trapped people in the buildings that had collapsed. He goes inside those collapsed buildings, finding a young girl trapped and scared. Jae-Hyuk covers the little girl after hearing that another wave of the earthquake is going to happen any minute on his walkie talkie. Everything shooks and shakes again. Causing a huge piece of cement with a sharp and long nail, slicing his left side of his abdomen. Jae-Hyuk's Alpha Team group calls and looks for him. Eventually they found him and took the little girl and Jae-Hyuk out. Once they both got out, Jae-Hyuk immediately gets sent to the closest Hospital which is HaeSu Hospital Emergency Room where Kim Se-yeon works. Will Kim Se-Yeon and Lee Jae-Hyuk fall in love? Will one be in the light, and the other in the shadow?? Or, will they both face their own shadows, and lights? Will they suffer, with what they are given?? Read, " Your Shadow, My Light," to figure out.

A girl with abused past, broken heart and a man with haunting past and a cold heart. Still, both believe in love they have for each other. They warmed their hearts with each other’s love and care. Long Yi Chen a Satan for the mafia, a king for business, a god for military but a caring and overprotective sweetheart for Wang Xinyi. Wang Xinyi his baby doll and his life. He lives just for her. Wang Xinyi is a broken girl with an innocent and kind soul. Long Yi Chen’s baby doll and sunshine. She never hesitates to give up her life for Long Yi Chen. She Lives just for him. “You need to finish this baby doll. I heard you skipped the lunch also. It’s not good for your health. Plz baby.” Long Yi Chen’s voice is laced with worry as he tried to feed Wang Xinyi who is curled up in his arms. “But I don’t like them, Chen. I already had some snacks.” Wang Xinyi answered while puffing up her cheeks in distaste. “I’ll bring you to the night market if you finish this.” Sighting to himself he tried to convince the petite girl in his hands. “Really? You promised then.” She looked at him with surprise and doubt. “Promise.” Happy for finally making her eat. Making sure she finished the supper he left with the dishes while Wang Xinyi happily left to get dress. Tapping in his earpiece he ordered in a cold voice. “Go to the night market and make sure the place is safe. Send some men in disguise to guard the place.” The soft tone is long gone.

You are beautiful just the way you are….you don’t have to….!, the song repeatedly reverberates from her IPOD. Her earpieces are soaked with sweat from working out in the middle of the night, since she couldn’t sleep and don’t want to go home. Anyway, no one is waiting for her there in the first place. She will just drink and wallow away wondering what her family is doing now and if her friends really care if she exists or not. It’s a good thing that their gym at the office is still open, even though she is the owner of the building, she respects the rules of the company. Her phone rang and the music in her IPOD stopped since her cell phone is connected to it. Yes, good evening, hello!, yes, I’m about to head out. Haha!, thanks Franco, you’re a dear!. Oh, okay!, yes, the grey one. Really, they lost, damn! I bet a thousand dollars that my team would win. I think I need to follow your advice once in a while huh! Okay, you’re the boss, see you down stairs!. Man, that Cristiano is really good. I thought they’d lose this time. Hmmm….so much for wishing the inevitable! I am Vilenia Hart and the owner of F1 Industries which specializes in car parts and engines for race cars and soon to venture in the motorbike investment as well.

“:: sigh ::...you know I don’t deal with small-size monsters.” A concerned middle-aged man was looking around the battlefield while talking to a man in a suit. “W-we know sir, but there really isn’t any available s-class hunter in the area to deal with the crisis, furthermore...we...” “Aright, aright, I’ll take care of the ones in the middle. The rest is up to you, ok?” He irritatedly waved his hand. “Sir, yes sir!” The man in a suit quickly took out his walkie talkie. “Mission received, object S3-0 inbound, I repeat, object S3-0 inbound.” The army of fearless hunters in the battlefield paused for a second. Before running away and parting like a wave. “Run, RUN!” “I don’t wanna die! “Haste! Blink! Elemental Wings!” “You Mage! Stop self-casting, give me some haste too!” “Oh mother in heaven, please grant me strength, I can’t see you yet!” A wolf monster in the forefront excitedly tried to chase the fleeing hunters before sensing a tremor from the ground. “Awo?!” A bulky figure just in reaching distance appeared and was hurtling towards it like a missile. And then he punched. BOOOOM ...... The surrounding dust slowly cleared, revealing the bulky man in a V-shaped crater. Shaking the dirt off on him like a dog, the man slowly walked towards a nearby city. He looked on worriedly as he found it mainly consisted of europeans. “Excuse me, which country is this?: “Huh? Um, this is australia.” He softly sighed in relief.“good. not too far this time.” “What?” “Ah, nothing, uhh-may I borrow your phone?”

The roar of the crowd was a living, breathing entity, pulsating with energy as thousands of fans screamed, chanted, and waved their lightsticks in perfect unison. It was a kaleidoscope of neon colors, each representing a different member of the idol group standing center stage. The air vibrated with anticipation and fervor, a collective heartbeat synced to the rhythm of the music about to begin. Behind the stage, in the narrow corridors that snaked like veins through the massive concert arena, tension buzzed like an electric current. May, the leader of the sensational K-pop group Eclipse, took a deep breath, steadying her nerves. The weight of the moment pressed down on him, as it always did before a performance. The world outside saw the flawless veneer—the charismatic smiles, the effortless dance moves, the perfect harmony. But inside, May felt the relentless pressure of being an idol: the late-night practices, the public scrutiny, the sacrifices. She glanced at his bandmates, each absorbed in their pre-show rituals. Esfar was stretching, his limber form bending and twisting with feline grace. Artemis adjusted her earpiece, her lips moving silently as she rehearsed her lines. Lilac, the youngest, clutched a lucky charm given to her by a fan, her wide eyes filled with a mix of excitement and anxiety. And then there was Flancito, the enigmatic one, who sat in a corner, lost in thought, his face a mask of cool indifference.Starline,the cheerful one knew that tonight was more than just another concert. It was a turning point. The industry had changed dramatically over the years, and staying relevant meant constant evolution. Eclipse had risen to stardom quickly, their debut catapulting them to the top of the charts. But fame was a double-edged sword, and maintaining it required not only talent but also an iron will and unyielding dedication.

"King!" sigaw ko matapos niyang iharang ang kanyang sarili sa balang tatama dapat sa akin, agad ko siyang hinila at nagtago kami sa likod ng kotse. "King! Wag kang pipikit okay?! Stay with me please!" pagmamakaawa ko sa kanya, apat na bala ang naputok sa kaniya, dalawa sa braso at dalawa sa magkabilaang hita. Sa hitsura niya ngayon ay hindi ko alam kung aabot pa siya. Hinubad ko ang longsleeve kong damit at agad hinati sa apat, ayos lang na wala akong pang-itaas, naka sports bra naman kasi ako, mas mahalaga ang buhay ni Dwayne kaysa sa damit ko. Matapos kong mahati ang tela ay agad ko itong itinali ng mahigpit sa kanyang braso at hita na natamaan ng bala. Kinuha ko muli ang baril ko at nagsimulang barilin ang ba pang kalaban. Agad kong pinindot ang earpiece ko pagkatapos. "Are you guys okay?" pangangamusta ko sa mga kaibigan ko. "Agent Dawn! Anong nangyari? I saw that you were about to get shot! Hindi agad kita nabalaan dahil maraming nagsulputan sa likod ko!" hinihingal na pahayag ni Romina. "It's okay Agent Reese, I'm fine, but King is here and was shot four times, he risked his life for me" sabi ko rito, narinig ko naman ang pagsinghap mga kaibigan ko. Pati sila ay hindi makapaniwala na nandito ang gang ni Dwayne, hindi na sila nakasagot pa dahil alam kong abala sila sa pakikipaglaban. "Agent Trevor, Agent Trevor are you there?" tanong ko sa earpiece ko na nakakonekta sa buong Agents na kasama ko. "Yes, Agent Dawn I'm here" sagot nito. "I need reinforcements right now here at the basement! Send it ASAP! I need a group to cover me and a medical!" sigaw ko rito, dahil baka hindi niya ako marinig dahil sa putukan ng baril. "Copy Agent Dawn" Mga ilang minuto ang lumipas ay dumating na rin ang pinapadala ko, agad ko namang sinenyasan ang isa sa mga medical team na pumunta sa kinaroroonan ko. Nakita naman nila kami at agad na pinuntahan. "King, stay with me okay? Please stay with me, anjan na ang medical team, maaalis na rin ang bala jan sa katawan mo okay?" pagkausap ko dito habang tinatapik-tapik upang hindi siya tuluyang makatulog. "Uno" pagtawag pansin nito sa akin, tiningnan ko namang siya ng nagtatanong, hindi ko namalayan na nag-uunahan na ang mga luha ko sa paglabas. This is not me, I never cried. "Always remember that I love you okay? No matter what" sabi nito kaya agad naman akong tumango ng paulit-ulit. Hindi ko alam kung saan niya nakukuha ang lakas niya ng bigla niyang hinila ang batok ko at mapusok na hinalikan, I responded with his kisses, after all hindi ko alam kung makikita ko pa ang taong pinakamamahal ko. Naputol ang aming ginagawa ng dumating na ang medical team sa kinaroroonan namin at binuhat na si Dwayne papunta sa van kung saan siya gagamutin. Now, it's my time to collect some debts. Agad kong pinalitan ang magazine ng baril ko na paubos na at humarap sa mga kalaban They will pay for what they did to you Dwayne, ipaghihiganti kita.