THE WATCHER

"Who's there?" Victor yelled, as he tried to open his eyes he couldn't see anything because everything was pitch black.

A voice that sounded like a child answered him. "You need not worry, I am a friend."

Victor wonder what going in seeing he could not see anything at all. "Where am I?"

"Right now you in a place where nothing exists. It's up to you what you want to call it..."

"Like a void?"

"You can call it like that..."

"By the way, who are you?"

"You can call me The Watcher."

"Watcher?"

"I see everything in this world and I control everyone's time in this world..." The Watcher explained everything to Victor leaving the boy all upset.

"So, your saying I'm dead," Victor asked in a depressed tone.

"Yes, you are and I'm sorry about that..."

"So what's next?"

"Well, it's up to you? Are you ready? What do you want to do next?"

"I want to live, I can't just die like this... I need to make those people who belittle my payback for what they've done to me." Victor vented his feelings filled with anger. "But it's too late now isn't it..."

"Well, technically yes... Also, is revenge really necessary?"

"Of course, what the best feeling in life when you get revenge on the people who hurt you. Made them pay for what they've done, let them experience the bitterness of life. They who live in pride and prejudice, they who live in everything yet continued to hurt me who have nothing. They did not even consider what I'm going through and where I come from..."

The Watcher asked in a soft tone, "Was your life really that meaningless?"

"Victor screamed, "Yes! Of course, my life was meaning, I was depressed and all alone... Not a day in my life I wasn't tortured to death."

"Then what would give meaning to your life?"

"To get revenge on those who have hurt me and make them experience all the pain they've made me experience. And... Hopefully to be with the person I like..."

"So, once you get your revenge and win the girl you like will this give meaning to your life?"

"Of course, what is life without a purpose? What's the point of living, if you can't, get what you want?"

"So then, go live the life you want, but once you achieved everything tell me if your life before was really meaningless..." The Watcher said as his voice soon vanished

"Wait, what do you mean?"

What is going on? Where did he go? Damn it... What's that? Why is it so bright? What's going on, my body is aching so much, I can feel it burning...

Moments later

Damn it. Ah- My head hurts, where am I?

As Victor slowly opened his eyes, he noticed an unfamiliar room. It was bright and all white, at the same time he could hear a woman's voice crying.

He looked up and saw who it was...

Mother, what's going on? Where Am I? Why is Gramps here as well?

"Victor?"

Victor turned around and slowly opened his eyes after hearing the soft voice beside him. He smiled seeing the familiar girl whose face was all covered in tears. He reached out his hand and wipe the tears on the girl's face.

"Tia, why are you crying?"

"Gramps, Auntie..." Aristia yelled seeing the boy has finally gain conscious.

The old man quickly went out of the room and called for the doctor. It was not long for doctors and medical staff to come running inside the room.

The doctor quickly went to the boy side as he checks his condition. He then explained to everyone the boy condition which such all of them. The doctor explained his situation as a miracle that he was still alive despite everything that happened.

After the doctor confirmed everything was fine. Gramps and Aristia left, leaving Victor and his mother all alone in the room.

The woman collapses on her knees beside the boy bedside. "Victor, I'm sorry I can't provide a good life for you."

Victor patted the woman by her shoulder. "Mom, it's fine."

The woman looked up at his son and wipe the tears rolling down his face. "Victor, just remember that you always have me no matter how cruel the world is I am always here for you,"

The boy grabbed hold of the woman's hand and pressed it on his face."I know…"

A few days later

Victor was seated in his bed while Aristia was peeling an apple for him when a policeman suddenly steps inside the room.

The police officer looked at the boy in the bed. "Victor."

It surprised Victor seeing the police officer right in front of him, he wondershast have happened that they are standing in front of him. "Yes?"

"We're sorry, but your mother…" the policeman didn't even need to finish what he needed to say when Victor stormed out of his bed.

They quickly grab hold of him as they called the nurse over.

"Victor, calm down," Aristia cried, as she tightly holds onto him.

Victor yelled his lungs out as they tried to calm him down, tears rolled down his face as he imagines his mother last words in his mind.

After a few minutes, Victor finally calmed down and the police officer explained everything that happened.

Since they didn't have any evidence that his father was not imprisoned and since there was a witness that said,

"His mother threatened to kill his father."

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A few days later

As Victor kneeled in front of his mother's tombstone, Tia, Gramps, and his son watched him from a distance. The rain started pouring as Tia slowly approached him and shielded him from the rain.

Aristia looked at the boy who seems to have lost the will to live. "Victor, we should go now..."

"You guys go ahead," Victor replied without even looking at the girl behind him.

Aristia understands Victor wishes to be alone, so she walked away, allowing the rain to drip onto him. She went to Gramps and his son and explained everything.

As they left, Aristia turned around for the last time and looked at Victor, who collapsed on the ground as he clenched his fist and started punching the ground.

Victor, don't give up, please. I'm here for you...

Aristia then walked away with teary eye seeing the boy so defeated and wounded.

It was not long when the rain stops pouring, Victor was all soaking wet.

When he heads out to the exit of the graveyard. There a black Maybach was parked outside, Victor wonders who it was as he passed by it.

The car door opened and a man steps out, he looked at the boy who was walking away and called out for him.

"Victor."

Victor turned around and wondered who it was, "Yes?"

Standing in front of him was a man well-groomed, he has a cold and deadly aura which gives off a cold winter wind. His golden blonde hair made it pretty clear he was foreign.

The man looked at the boy right in front of him and smile. "You do have her eye."

Victor was dumbfounded of the situation and wonder who the man was referring to."You are?"

"Nicholas Grey," he said as approached Victor and offered him a handshake.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Grey," he replied, as he shook hand with the man.

"This is for you." He said as he pulled out an envelope out of his coat pocket. "Once you finished reading it, call me."

He then handed Victor a piece of paper in which he wrote down his address and phone number.

Victor was confused about who the man was. As he watched the man got inside his car and drove away, he continued to ponder on things. As he turned the envelope around, his eyes dilated as he recognizes the familiar handwriting on it.

It's my mother's handwriting, why does that man have a letter from my mother? Who is he?

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