Vanishing Hitchhiker Novels & Stories

The helicopter rose into the night sky, the rotors chopping the air into a deafening rhythm. Below us, the Vane headquarters was a torch, a pillar of fire lighting up the London skyline. The sub-basement lab was gone, incinerated by Marcus’s charges. Arthur, Evelyn, the experiments—all reduced to ash and memory. I sat in the back, the unconscious girl—Zero—draped across my lap. She was shivering, her skin pale as milk, her wet hair clinging to her neck like dark seaweed.

If they find us, we’re gone. The wolf whined in his mind, then went still. A strange, hollow void opened in his chest. The link to the pack snapped. It didn't just fade—it vanished. He crawled. His fingernails tore as he clawed at the asphalt of a hidden mountain road. The headlights of a massive transport truck rounded the bend, slicing through the torrential rain. "Help," he croaked, his voice a dry rattle. The truck hissed to a stop. Air brakes screamed. A man in a paramedic uniform jumped out, splashing into the mud.

With the help of the lightning flashes, I hit record, zoomed in, and captured the license plate. On the screen, I saw the man toss Dorothy into the back like a piece of luggage. My heart jerked violently, pain stabbing with every beat. Then, I shifted the camera and caught another scene. Chester's assistant stood by the van, handing the leader a thick envelope. The moment the recording ended, it felt like my insides were burning. "Hang in there, Dottie… Mommy will save you. Just wait a few more hours, okay?" I watched the van disappear into the rain. I didn't chase it and throw my life away. I knew, for a fact, that I needed power—someone who could crush Chester and make that van stop.

It was the exhaustion of survival. I sat there, holding his hand long after he’d drifted back to sleep, staring at the storm-light playing across his face. Vincent thought he’d broken us. He didn’t understand — pain had been our language from the beginning. But love… love was the defiance that refused to die. --- The next morning, I met with Detective Harris in the hallway. His face was grim, his tone clipped. “We traced the car Vincent used. It was abandoned near the docks. He’s vanished.”

When I looked up, Violet had already disappeared into the darkness. But the more I drank, the more wrong everything felt. My body started to heat up, and my head started to spin. I realized too late that she had slipped something into my drink. My hands trembled as I fumbled for my phone, but my emergency contacts list was empty. I tore at my collar, feeling unbearably hot, and staggered toward the door when a group of men grabbed my arms. "Hey, beauty. All alone? Come on, have a couple of drinks with us," said one of them.

"Damn. The feed cuts out after that. They knew what they were doing." Later that night, we found the van. Abandoned on a gravel road, doors hanging open, reeking of gasoline and mold. Not a single fingerprint. No tire marks leaving the scene. "Nothing," Ashley whispered, voice trembling. "It’s like they vanished." Edward kicked at a loose piece of metal. "They torched the GPS. Smart." I just stared into the darkness, feeling helpless fury rise in my chest. "They’re still out there," I muttered. "And I’m not stopping until I find them."

Just as I was about to knock, a luxury van pulled up in front of the house. Out stepped Hilary, holding Lily's hand. "Mommy, that's the bad man!" Lily spotted me and pointed straight at me. Ignoring the murderous glare Hilary shot me, I turned toward the villa's entrance. "Nick!" she shrieked behind me. "Haven't you had enough?! Didn't you promise to leave us alone?! Go away!" She grabbed Lily and moved to push me back, but just then, the iron gate opened. An older woman with graying temples walked out.

"Enough! Stop freaking out!" Liam snapped. He covered my mouth and dragged me out of the office. He had his palm wrapped so tightly around my mouth and nose that it felt as if he was trying to suffocate me. Then, I heard Vivi magnanimously saying to my colleagues, "Since the necklace has been found, and I didn't suffer any losses, I won't pursue this matter any further. We're all colleagues, after all! I'll order some afternoon tea for everyone as a show of thanks!"

asked Jack seriously patting Val’s back. “I don’t know maybe it’s a coincidence” said Edward when Edward’s men called. Edward talked for five minutes before sighing and hung up. “The ZERO group is dining here so the paparazzi wanted to take their photos” said Edward. “But someone captured us” said Val trying to be calm but she is scared out of her wits. She clearly saw the flash light in the dark alley. Who knows what will happen?

He knew his boss hated incompetence but right now, there was no one more incompetent than him. “We couldn’t spot the car after that in any of the surveillance networks and took the hard route of following all the potential routes that the car could have taken only to find the car abandoned about 10 miles east of the fork at the northern road. The trail ends here.” “You mean they vanished into thin air from there?” Henry scoffed but Chris’s response was much more measured “How could he be worthy of the Holston legacy if he were to be caught so easily?” “Such a shame…” Both Matthias and Everett shook her head in regret at the same time “What a pity that he had to use his brilliance for such a