...Before the Awakening

The man grinned and tossed Naomi on the ground and he faced Parker!

The second Naomi's limp body hit the ground like discarded trash, Parker's heart seized. She crumpled into the dirt with all the grace of a shattered doll, the bastard tossing her aside like she meant nothing. He ran to Parker at unimaginable speed.

No. No.

The guy was fast—too fast. But Parker? He wasn't going to let that stop him. Not now. Not when Naomi needed him.

Move.

Shadows snapped around him like a living pulse, dragging his body forward. Telekinesis burned through his veins, raw and volatile, his weapon now. For the first time, it wasn't about running from death—it was about chasing it down and ripping it apart.

His mind sharpened. Focused. Strike first, hit hard.