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Daniel Carter is an ordinary 16-year-old—or so he thought. When he moves to Igualada, Spain, to live with his uncle Mateo, he hopes for a fresh start: new school, new football team, and maybe even a chance at love. But his life takes a dangerous turn when he discovers he has a rare ability—the power to manipulate time perception.

As Daniel struggles to control his gift, he finds himself targeted by a secret organization that sees him as a threat. Meanwhile, he joins the Igualada junior football team, where his unpredictable powers interfere with his game, pushing him to the brink of exposure. With masked assassins on his trail, intense football tournaments to compete in, and the mysterious yet captivating Sofia capturing his heart, Daniel must learn to balance the life of a normal teenager with the deadly reality of his past.

Can he master his abilities before it’s too late? Or will the truth about his father’s past put everyone he loves in danger?

A thrilling mix of action, mystery, and romance, Daniel Carter: Time on the Run is a gripping coming-of-age story where every second counts.

Time on the Run

After their hard-fought win against CF Martorell, CF Igualada was set to face CF Sant Cugat, a team famous for its tactical discipline and organized defense. The excitement of the tournament was building, but for Daniel, a shadow loomed over the celebrations. He couldn't stop thinking about the strange man who had been watching him.

The team trained harder than ever in preparation. Coach Navarro gathered them before the session.

"Sant Cugat juega con la cabeza. No regalen balones y sean pacientes," he warned. (Sant Cugat plays smart. Don't give the ball away, and be patient.)

During drills, Daniel worked alongside his teammates, perfecting his passes and positioning. Yet, his mind was divided. Every time he scanned the field, he half-expected to see the mysterious figure again.

Álvaro, however, was as sharp-tongued as ever. After Daniel mistimed a pass, Álvaro rolled his eyes.

"Tal vez si prestaras más atención, serías útil," he muttered. (Maybe if you paid more attention, you'd be useful.)

Daniel took a deep breath, resisting the urge to fire back. Instead, he focused on the upcoming game.

Matchday arrived, and the team stepped into the packed stadium. As Daniel scanned the crowd, he noticed something unsettling—a group of people standing at the far end of the stands, not cheering, not reacting, just watching.

The game kicked off, and Sant Cugat's disciplined style became clear. Their passes were calculated, their defense airtight. Every attempt to break through was met with immediate resistance.

Near the end of the first half, Daniel received a quick pass from Marc. Just as he was about to be tackled, everything slowed. The world around him seemed to lag for a split second—long enough for him to adjust his footing and flick the ball past his marker.

Regaining normal speed, he sent a perfect through-ball to Álvaro, who finished with precision. The stadium erupted in cheers.

Álvaro, still catching his breath, shot Daniel a sideways glance. "Nice pass," he admitted, reluctant but genuine.

Daniel nodded but barely heard him. His gaze drifted back to the stands.

Silent Observers