The Watchmen Novels & Stories

It was at that point that he realised something. The Watchers were strong – immeasurably so. They were much stronger than anything Mane had ever come into contact with – with the exception of their ‘gatekeeper’. That’s right. The collective auras of all three Watchers was comparable to the aura of the one Mane initially thought was a mere gatekeeper! That discovery had led to the birth of deeper thoughts within Mane’s sharp mind as he sought to comprehend why that was so. But there wasn’t much time then to comprehend such a mystery. After all, he hadn’t come here for such a purpose. But once his breakthrough was over, this thought which had been put on hold was birthed once more.

The forest no longer felt silent. It felt awake. The First Guardian stood at the center of the clearing, every muscle tense. Its ears twitched. Its eyes scanned the trees. “They’ve crossed the boundary.” Kael drew his blade. “Who’s crossed?” The Guardian’s voice became little more than a growl. “The Watchers.” Lucien’s expression darkened. “They should still be sleeping.” Elara looked between them. “What are the Watchers?” No one answered. Instead, the earth beneath the camp began to pulse.

Alpha Connor Finley BlackPaw of the BlackPaw pack is starting to have an increasing problem with rogues. They’ve been testing the security fencing around the pack trying to find their vulnerable spots. BlackPaw increased their patrols and brought all pack members closer to the center of town where they had an underground shelter for emergencies. He needed help so he called a neighboring ally, the Shadow Mountain pack that was located about an hour away. Alpha Kelvin Shadow dispatched two squads of his elite shadow warriors to assist the BlackPaw pack.

He has men now. Could he be that he is as powerful as East? What is he planning to do to East? God my head hurt. I want to scream. I look at the watch, it is off. My heart kept beating loud. My legs are still weak. The three men are making me feel unease. Oh God. The light in the watch turned on. My heart skipped a beat. I looked at the message written there. It wrote, "I am watching you" Cold shivers washed me.

Said Sam handing each of us a watch. "But how will that help us with our new case?" Mika asked. "It will help you whenever you are in extreme weather conditions,you know know right?" Sam replied. "Argh! Mika, we might need this gadget's someday, beside their free,who gets free gadget's nowadays?" Katleho asked. "Thanks for being on my side babes!" Said Mika,with an annoyed tone. "What is that?" Katleho asked pointing at another object. "It looks like a wallet." I said.

Only prevented from climbing over the bed by his partner’s quick obstruction of his direct path. Unmoving from her position near the window, Chiri sighed. Relinquishing a grudging, “Fine.” She looked back towards Horus, before sharing her supposition, “It could be a group of rogues called the Moon Gate Guardians, but I can’t say for sure.” Uncertain of its correctness, the thought twisted her lips into a pensive pucker as she considered it more thoroughly. First to express his doubt in regard to this theory, Tristan asked “Why would they attack Allen?” The Hunter’s arm still acting as a barricade between her and Horus, he stood staunchly in his position.

I said. Marcus tapped his keyboard, pulling adjacent feeds. The figure had lingered longer than chance. Their gaze slid from the building to the street, then back again, slow and methodical. “Not ours,” Marcus confirmed. “No ID, no comms.” Something knotted inside me. They weren’t random. I sent two shadow men—clean, careful. “No engagement unless they hand off something,” I ordered. Minutes dragged. The watcher didn’t fidget, didn’t shift their weight, didn’t act like a man waiting on a cab. This was a practiced sentinel. Then, deliberate as a chess move, they started toward the service entrance where our cameras were weakest.

It was inevitable. I looked down at Zenith. Then at the vault. Then beyond that…To everything waiting outside. The Watchers. Aurelian Voss. Cassiel Thorn. And now, the one that did not belong to either side. The Architecture. They were all watching. All measuring. All moving.

All I could see was the bracelet on Karen's wrist. It was the only keepsake my mother had ever left me. I had locked it in the bedroom safe, and only Frederick and I knew the combination. Before he left me out in the wilderness, I had begged him to give it back. However, he told me I'd get it once I realized my mistake. But now, the bracelet that should've been safely locked away was wrapped around someone else's wrist. Colette followed my gaze and noticed what I was looking at. She covered her mouth, then let out a chuckle.

It was warm but it didn’t hurt me, so all I could do was watch in horror as the flames climbed higher and higher. Pack warriors burst into the room with buckets of water, desperately trying to put out the fire. “He did it! That witch did it!” A woman cried pointing at me with her hand that wasn’t burning and peeling off her skin. I saw Riven’s face among the crowd that formed and just as chants of, “Kill the witch” filled the air. I saw him look at Nathan’s charred body and then back at me. “What have you done?”