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Season 1: Rise of the Villain

Damien Cross, born into a world of crime and violence, loses his mother in a police raid while his ruthless father abandons him. Left to survive on the unforgiving streets of Blackhaven, Damien is taken in by Salazar, a crime boss who molds him into a deadly enforcer. As he rises through the ranks of the underworld, his thirst for power and vengeance transforms him into a feared villain. However, amidst the bloodshed, he falls in love with Evelyn, a woman who sees the humanity buried within him. Just when he chooses love over his dark path, his past returns to haunt him—Evelyn is murdered by his old enemies. With nothing left but rage, Damien prepares to unleash hell

Rise of the Villian - Season 1

Season 1: Rise of the Villain

Episode 17: Blood on the Horizon

The city felt different that night.

Damien sat in the back of the SUV, Isabella beside him, her fingers still trembling. The bruises on her face made his blood boil. Salazar had crossed a line.

And now, Damien was going to burn his entire world to the ground.

Back at the bunker, Isabella sat on a worn-out couch, a warm cloth pressed to her swollen lip. Vega handed her a glass of whiskey. "For the pain," he said.

She took a sip, her eyes flickering to Damien. "You shouldn't have come for me."

Damien, who had been leaning against the table, arms crossed, met her gaze. "You know that was never an option."

She sighed, shaking her head. "Salazar won't stop."

Nikolai smirked. "Neither will we."

But Isabella wasn't convinced. "You don't understand," she whispered. "This was never just about you, Damien."

Something about the way she said it made Damien's stomach tighten.

Isabella hesitated, looking at the three men in the room, then back at Damien. "There's something I never told you."

She swallowed hard. "Salazar… he—"

The entire bunker shook as an explosion ripped through the street above. Dust and debris rained from the ceiling. Vega swore, grabbing his rifle. Nikolai pulled Isabella behind cover as another explosion followed, this time closer.

Gunfire erupted from the street. The sound of screeching tires, shouting voices, the unmistakable roar of automatic weapons. Damien grabbed Isabella's hand. "We have to move."

They rushed through the underground tunnels, the emergency exit leading to a side alley. But the moment they stepped outside—

Armed men poured out, guns raised.

"Down!" Damien shouted, pulling Isabella behind a dumpster as bullets tore through the alley.

Vega and Nikolai opened fire, dropping two of Salazar's men instantly. But there were too many.

Damien grabbed a flash grenade from his belt, yanked the pin, and threw it into the center of the attackers.

The explosion of white light and sound disoriented them just long enough for Damien to strike. He lunged forward, grabbing one of the dazed gunmen, snapping his neck in one brutal motion. Another man swung a knife—Damien dodged, driving his elbow into the man's throat before finishing him with a bullet to the head.

The rest of the crew finished off the remaining attackers. Within minutes, the alley was silent except for the flickering streetlights and the distant sound of sirens.

As Damien reloaded his gun, a phone rang from one of the dead bodies.

"You're a hard man to kill, Cross."

Damien clenched his jaw. "Not for lack of trying."

Salazar chuckled. "Oh, this isn't over. You took Morales from me. You took Reyes. Now I take something from you."

Damien's grip tightened. "You already failed."

Salazar was silent for a moment. Then he said something that made Damien's blood run cold.

Damien felt something he hadn't felt in years.

Isabella grabbed his arm. "What did he mean?"

This was about something else.

His past had just caught up with him.

And Salazar had found the one thing Damien didn't even know he had.

To be continued...