The Nazgûl's attack was not without effect. A few Uruk-hai took the opportunity to surge forward and seize Théodred, stopping him from retreating.
"Stay where you are, Prince of Rohan..."
"Argh!"
A great shout from the ramparts cut off the Uruks' action. At that moment a Dwarf leapt down and, with irresistible force, struck t...
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The watch ticked forward second by second. But when Marco looked out the windshield into the darkness surrounding Arkham, time felt frozen, like the asylum existed in its own pocket of reality where the normal rules didn't apply. The darkness out there wasn't just absence of light. It was thick, pressing against the glass like it wanted to get i...
2025-12-16 23:31:23 +0000 UTC
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"He called." Cobblepot's voice came through the phone at nine PM sharp. "Two in the morning. Delivery at the reservoir north of Robinson River, between Robinson Park and the Wayne Botanical Gardens."
"Got it." Marco leaned back in his chair. "How is your mother?"
"She's fine. I got her somewhere safe. Black Mask's guys showed up a fe...
2025-12-16 23:30:11 +0000 UTC
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"You guys didn't hear the sound Loeb made when we woke him up. Like someone just told him his dog died." Marco yawned and leaned back in his chair, rocking on two legs. "I'm betting he was in bed with his mistress when the phone rang. Probably killed the mood real quick."
"Actually, Marco, according to most people's circadian rhythms, arou...
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The phone screamed into the darkness like a banshee.
Marco jolted awake, fumbling for the lamp switch with one hand while his other groped across the nightstand. His fingers closed around the phone. He squinted at the screen, eyes burning from sudden light.
2:40 AM.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me."
The caller ID fla...
2025-12-16 23:28:25 +0000 UTC
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After some discussion, the strategy was set: Cobblepot would wait for the crew to approach him, Gordon would investigate recently released felons in the police records, and Marco would handle...
"You're meeting with other informants?" Cobblepot asked. "May I ask what kind of—"
"There are no other informants. I was bullshitting him....
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"For the reasons stated above, the prosecution's motion to dismiss the charges is hereby granted."
The judge's voice echoed through the small courtroom.
"It is therefore ordered as follows."
"One: The murder conviction of the defendant, Otis Flannagan, is vacated."
"Two: All charges against the defendant, Otis Flannagan, ...
2025-12-16 23:26:47 +0000 UTC
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The road was still that same gravel path winding through the western suburbs, but the wind wasn't as cold as it had been last time. When Marco pulled up to the villa again, he noticed things had changed.
Inside, Falcone was reclining on the leather sofa in the center of the reception room, eyes closed, hands folded across his stomach. He l...
2025-12-16 23:25:56 +0000 UTC
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"Why does everything go to shit on a Monday?"
Complaining aside, Marco still took the stairs two at a time back to Bob's office. The moment he walked through the door, Bob practically shoved him into a chair.
"The Romans got hit last night." Bob's voice was flat, but his hands were shaking slightly as he lit another cigarette. "That ...
2025-12-16 23:22:07 +0000 UTC
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The sun barely peeked through the cloud cover, showing only half its face, but for Gotham that counted as good weather.
"Another Monday."
Marco brushed off his newly issued dark-blue captain's uniform and walked into the East End Precinct. The lobby was filled with overlapping voices and ringing phones, the whole place buzzing like a...
2025-12-16 23:21:09 +0000 UTC
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"Officer Marco Vitale, step forward."
Bob's voice carried across the small ceremony room. Most promotions happened in the commissioner's office with cameras and press. This one was happening in a converted conference room in the East End Precinct, attended by maybe two dozen people, half of them cops from Marco's own team.
Marco step...
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Marco noticed the other side of the room.
Three men in cardboard armor were swinging machetes and steel pipes at a figure in a black cloak and pointed-ear mask. The masked man moved like he was fighting underwater, every motion sluggish, strained, as if invisible hands were dragging at his limbs. His steps were unsteady. He looked like he ...
2025-12-16 23:17:04 +0000 UTC
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The factory's front gate was chained shut with a thick, rusted iron chain. But the chain hadn't completely sealed the gap, there was a crooked opening at the bottom, maybe twenty centimeters wide. Just enough for someone lean to squeeze through sideways.
Marco crouched down and tested it.
Nope. Not happening. That passage clearly was...
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"Chief! I need you to approve a transfer."
"Ughhh..."
Bob slouched in his executive chair like a sack of potatoes someone had dumped there and forgotten about. His face screamed: I'm two seconds away from telling you to fuck off.
"What do you want this time? Ever since I agreed to your expansion project, the amount of work on m...
2025-12-16 23:15:26 +0000 UTC
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The neighborhood around the Iceberg Lounge was already waking up, if you could call it that. The kind of people who did business in this part of town didn't keep regular hours.
Marco kept his collar up as he walked the two blocks to where he'd parked his patrol car. The alley between the Iceberg Lounge and his car was already populated. Ju...
2025-12-16 23:14:42 +0000 UTC
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Marco got exactly three hours of sleep before his alarm went off. Not four. Three. His body felt like it had been beaten with a bat, his eyes burned, and his mouth tasted like something had died in it. But the case wasn't going to solve itself.
He drove across Gotham as the sun struggled to break through the industrial smog. The light that...
2025-12-16 23:13:37 +0000 UTC
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Marco had been in plenty of morgues before, but he'd never gotten used to the smell. Death had a scent, and no amount of bleach could cover it up completely.
Edward stood over one of the examination tables, peeling off his latex gloves. Around him, fifteen body bags lay in neat rows on gurneys. He'd spent the last three hours examining eve...
2025-12-16 23:12:54 +0000 UTC
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Click.
The tape reached its end. The play button on the recorder struggled for a moment, then snapped up. Bob flicked ash into a paper cup, and said, "That's enough."
Marco frowned, turning the cassette over in his hand. "Really? Feels like there's nothing concrete in there. Just gossip and office bullshit."
"If you're...
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I'm sick, so there won't be any chapters for a few days. I won't forget the missing chapters, and I'll try to release them when I'm better
2025-12-06 17:50:16 +0000 UTC
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"I can show you how my power affects creatures," Marcus offered.
Indigo looked at Shiki with pleading eyes, clearly desperate to see this demonstration.
But Shiki's gaze remained fixed on Marcus' wrists. "The cuffs stay on."
Over the past day, he hadn't simply let Marcus wander around enjoying luxury treatment. He'd been observ...
2025-12-03 23:55:40 +0000 UTC
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One human, one tree, one raccoon, and a baby creeper sat together by the plaza fountain, forming the most bizarre group Xandar had probably ever seen.
"So, Rocket, what brings you to Xandar? Doesn't seem like your kind of place."
Rocket kept flipping the bone meal in his paws, studying it from every angle like it was some alien artif...
2025-12-03 23:54:17 +0000 UTC
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On the walls of the Hornburg, countless soldiers stood in neat formation, gazing toward the northern mouth of the wide valley.
If all went as expected, the enemy would come from that direction.
Night had fallen.
"All the old, weak, women, and children of Westfold are in Helm's Deep. They've been sent to the Glittering Caves for...
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Screech!
The shriek of the fell beast split the sky. One of the Nazgûl circled over the lands of Rohan, then suddenly halted in midair and descended slowly.
"I can feel them, the scent of Men... and their souls."
A large army had just passed below, heading toward... Helm's Deep.
Though the Nazgûl could not see ...
2025-12-03 23:52:18 +0000 UTC
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Getting the cultivator out of the crater was significantly harder than Alexei had anticipated.
For one thing, she was completely dead weight. For another, he wasn't exactly built for heavy lifting. And for a third thing, he kept slipping on loose dirt and nearly dropping her.
"Why," he grunted, hauling her up another few inches, "did...
2025-12-03 23:50:53 +0000 UTC
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Marco followed Victor through the building, trying to recall what he knew about this guy from the comics and movies. All he really remembered was someone running around Gotham with a freeze gun, causing chaos. The name had stuck, Mr. Freeze, but the details were fuzzy.
And wasn't Arnold Schwarzenegger supposed to play this guy in that terr...
2025-12-03 23:49:44 +0000 UTC
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"How much chakra do you have left? Can you keep going?"
Kenji signaled for his Wood Release puppet to drop its defensive stance. The construct, which had been positioned between Kushina and the forest edge in case things went wrong, relaxed its posture. He turned to look at Minato and Kushina.
Kushina was breathing hard, sweat drippi...
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"Sensei! Kushina-nesan!"
Kenji and the others had barely stepped onto the main street when a clear shout from a distance. Two boys came running toward them, followed by a girl with light purple facial markings. They were Minato's three students.
"Kakashi, Obito, and Rin!" Kushina's face lit up immediately. She waved them over enthusi...
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The Wood Release puppet extended its right hand. Dense Wood Release chakra gathered in its palm, gradually forming the kanji for "sit." This was a technique specifically designed to suppress tailed beast chakra. The moment it manifested, it radiated an oppressive force like invisible chains, binding down the Nine-Tails' chakra stirring restlessl...
2025-12-03 23:37:50 +0000 UTC
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"Alright, Kushina. If you notice any signs of the Nine-Tails going berserk, just summon the Wood Release puppet directly."
Kenji rolled up the scroll and handed it to the transport puppet. The round construct tucked it away in its storage compartment, then vanished in a puff of white smoke.
"Let's go find Minato."
With the summ...
2025-12-03 23:36:18 +0000 UTC
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The world had fallen into chaos because of Shiki's plan and his invitation to form a grand fleet.
Mainstream news outlets worked overtime reporting how the World Government was responding "positively" to the threat. They announced that two Marine Admirals had departed together to subjugate Shiki, while simultaneously spreading half-truths ...
2025-12-03 03:28:49 +0000 UTC
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