NXT_MARVEL

In a city where shadows hold more power than light, Detective Marcus Trent is drawn into a web of deceit, manipulation, and a chilling game that threatens to unravel everything he knows. When he receives an anonymous message promising disaster, Marcus finds himself chasing a series of cryptic clues that lead him to a mysterious figure known only as The Shadow—a mastermind pulling the strings from behind the scenes.

The clues are sinister: coordinates, encrypted messages, and cryptic warnings, all leading Marcus to a chilling truth—someone is always one step ahead. As the puzzle pieces fall into place, Marcus discovers that the game is more than just about tracking a criminal. It’s a countdown to a terrifying revelation—the endgame has already begun.

As the stakes rise and more lives are threatened, Marcus is forced to confront his own demons and question the trust he places in his colleagues. With no allies, no clear path forward, and the shadow of the mastermind looming closer, Marcus must navigate a treacherous maze of false identities, hidden motives, and twisted alliances.

The question is no longer just who is behind the chaos, but how far will they go before Marcus becomes the next pawn in a game where no one wins?

The Silent Veil: Code of Shadows

The alarm blared through the collapsing facility, a shrill cry against the encroaching destruction. Emily's fingers flew across the keyboard, sweat dripping down her temple as Marcus grappled with the Ghost just feet away. The console flashed red again — OVERRIDE DENIED.

"Come on!" she hissed, slamming her fist against the panel.

Marcus twisted out of the Ghost's grip, landing a brutal elbow to his ribs. The Ghost stumbled but didn't fall. The countdown ticked relentlessly forward.

"Marcus! It's not working!" Emily's voice cracked with panic.

"Keep trying!" he barked, dodging a wild swing. The Ghost's face was a mask of calm fury.

"You think you understand what's happening here?" the Ghost sneered. "You've only seen shadows. You haven't even glimpsed the real enemy."

Marcus drove his fist into the Ghost's jaw — but the words chilled him more than the fight. "Then tell me," he said through gritted teeth.

The Ghost only smiled. "Too late."

The ground lurched violently, and a massive crack splintered the metal floor between them.

"On it!" she shouted back, already moving. She pulled a device from her bag — a small, ominous black box.

"You're out of your depth," the Ghost warned. "This facility's collapse is just the beginning. You don't even know what's buried beneath it."

Marcus felt his blood run cold. "What's beneath it?"

The Ghost's eyes glinted with something dark and triumphant. "Reckoning."

"Emily, how much time?" Marcus demanded.

The Ghost surged forward, catching Marcus off guard. They crashed against the control panel, and sparks exploded in every direction.

"You can't stop this," the Ghost whispered. "But you can still choose how it ends."

Marcus struggled against the iron grip. "And what choice is that?"

The Ghost's smile widened. "Burn… or drown."

Silent Reckoning