Harrison Wells Earth-2 Novels & Stories

He said, and I looked at him. "Were you guilty?" I asked. I couldn't help myself. "Of course not. Marco told me that Giles is back, I think he is trying to finish up what he started twenty six years ago." McCain said, looking directly at me, and I smiled at him because I understood what he meant by the look he was giving me. "How are we sure it is Giles Hunter. No one has seen this man in twenty years. He had become a myth when I started hunting." Gavin pointed out, and Marco shook his head.

She couldn’t have looked more appealing than a juicy lamb set up for slaughter. The year 2215 had just begun and everything on Earth was just the same as it had been for the last hundred or so years. Exhausted of its natural resources, the population of the planet relied on raw materials from its various space stations and settlements around the Solar System. The sector M-69 also known as Hagar Mills was one such settlement on Earth’s nearest neighbor, Mars, the red planet.

I screamed, my hand reaching out, but the indigo light fizzled out the moment it crossed the threshold of the Well. "I can't hear you here, Mommy," Hope said, her voice small but steady. Her emerald-gold halo was gone, replaced by a raw, jagged spark of Primal Static. "It’s the only place where it’s quiet enough to remember my own name." "Darlene, this has to end," Eryx said, stepping to the edge of the well. In his hand, he held the Sovereign-Fang—the weapon I had left in the Marrow-Oak. He had torn it out. He had Un-Plugged the Buffer.

flickered once and then vanished, leaving them in the middle of a dark, quiet Kansas night. "They know we're coming," Evangeline whispered, her voice barely a breath. "And Xander... it's much bigger than we thought. The whole world is already inside the Hive. We’re just the only ones who know we're trapped." As the pack gathered around her, the silent plains of Missouri stretched out before them. The Arch was waiting, a silver ghost in the moonlight, and the fight for the soul of the Earth had moved beyond magic and science into a war for the very fabric of existence.

“Earis will destroy the world after the death of a dragon and a newborn! The hunters will bring Carnage unlike any we've ever seen before and your perfect Luna will lead us to our deaths!” A loud static ringing buzzed inside my head. HXP protocol from the hunters, checked. Dragon, checked. Soon to be newborn, checked! WE'RE DOOMED!

Anderson, Harrison, Jocelyn and Enboe-21 returned back to the present. They found themselves, once again, seated on the Time Machine. Andy's eyes were red and anger-filled. Joce, being emotional herself, fell to the floor and began to cry furiously. Harrison also had a long face. They were all despondent. Enboe-21 went to the corner of Anderson's desktop computer and transformed into a camouflaged pillar.

Elena looked over. “What now?” “Earth.” “What about it?” Jonathan stared at the data. “We stabilized reality.” “Yes.” “But…” He looked at Charles. Charles took the device. His face changed. Adrian stepped closer. “What?” Charles looked at Elena. “There are two Earths.” Elena froze. “Two?” “No.” Jonathan shook his head. “Not exactly.” A hologram appeared. Earth. And around it— another structure. Transparent. Enormous. A second world occupying the same orbit but not the same reality.

"Stop calling me Earthling, I have a name," "I know your name, Maddison Hart," My heart skipped a beat hearing him saying my name. I don't know why. "How do I even begin to teach you to be human, can you provide at least some context here?" I try to speak with much composure I could muster. "I don't know. You tell me, you're the teacher here. I just have to blend in, I need some time to recuperate you know. I crashed, remember?" "From what I know, you don't need any recuperating, alien," I rolled my eyes at him. He threw me off the ground and survived a stun gun without even flinching. Why does he think he needs to recuperate?

she said, taking it and drawing a long draught from it, as if she’d been in the desert wandering around, which she apparently had since she’d left us. “Keep it,” Mitch said. “Thank you, again.” Her thirst slaked, Liz continued. “While on the alternate Earth, Murphy, Higgins, and Johnson died. They were replaced by their alternate Earth counterparts, who came back to this Earth, none the wiser.” Rachelle’s brow furrowed. “I noticed that you said this Earth, not our Earth.”

"There's nothing on God's Earth I can do, Jessa." A pang of guilt fills me, and I now feel like a complete bitch. "I'm sorry," I mutter. "I'm frustrated for you, and I lost my cool." "You speak funny, using unusual terms I've never heard." Fuuuuck! The scent of burning wood is filling my nostrils, but I swallow the bile of fear creeping up my throat. I'm done hiding! "If I told you I was from the future, would you report me to the Witch Hunters?" I ask