Actors for the new major characters:

Jim – Michael Rosenbaum

Abigail Clariss - Aubrey Anderson-Emmons

CW – FLASHPOINT – RIVAL

EPISODE 1

EDWARD CLARISS

"My name is Edward Clariss. And I know you're thinking right now what's my story. Well, nothing awesome, that's for sure. I am just a common guy who's tryin' to make his way in this forsaken place.

A flashback passes through his words as he talks: a young kid pushes another on the stairs, "Ouch, my body. It hurts!", the kid shouted after he reached the ground level. "You've been tripped again, little insect.", the young kid laughed at the injured one. "I know what you're thinkin' – I am the victim here.", Edward's words were coming out of his mouth followed by feelings of anxiety, "And you'd be wrong. I am the bully." Edward gazed at the left side of the wall where there was a small window with kids playing outside, "And I'm so sorry for everything I've done in middle and high school. That's why I became a doctor in the first place – to help people."

"I understand, mister Clariss.", a twenty years old black lady with eye glasses said, "It seems your past is still haunting you. And you have to fix it."

"That's why I came to you, doc'.", "I don't know how.", Edward sighed. "Start with the first step.", she added. "Which is?", he asked the seemingly kind lady, "Redemption."

"Alright.", Edward took a deep breath. "Thank you for your time,", he got up, "and your help."

"It was my pleasure, mister Clariss."

Edward Clariss, the man who used to be a bully in the past, now he had grown up to become a hero of the society he proudly idolized. It was certainly not an utopian embodiment of mankind, but Clariss wanted to see it reaching nonetheless.

Edward opened the psychologist's office room door and got out. "I guess I gotta do the impossible for today."

Edward's phone rang, and his eyes suddenly sprang to life. "Hi, Abigail. How are you, sweetie?", "Dad, you've forgotten to take from school like usually.", the girl scoffed. "Right, sweetie. Daddy's coming in a flash.", Edward ended the call, "Kids these days…" "Well, I better get going."

Edward quickly walked to his black car and unlocked it with his car key. The car alarm got triggered by his actions. He turned on the car and took it off.

As he drove, Clariss saw many other cars, bikers, motobikers, kids running along with adults, and he could only smile, because he also knows this feeling.

Edward took it to right and finally got at Central City's Kindergarten or C.C.K. as numerous people liked to call it.

He waited a little longer to find a parking lot. When a parking lot was clear, Edward drove his car there.

Edward got out and waited at the gate. Every time he saw kids, of all ages, was very happy about them and their families.

And there she was: Abigail. She was dressed in a typical school uniform. Edward could see her blond hair and blue eyes. She had a pale face at the first sight, but she was in perfect shape. She was really looking like a doll.

"Abigail!", Clariss happily shouted. "Dad!", Abigail did the same. "C'mon on, sweetie. Let's get in the car.", he said. "Yeah, dad.", she added.

Abigail saw her father turning the car engine. And she seemed sad. And he noticed that expression on her adorable little face. "Something wrong, Abigail?", he asked her on a calm tone. "It's mommy. I miss her so much. I wish she was with us.", she responded with sadness. "I know, Abi. I miss her too. But she left us for another guy. We gotta accept the fact that she betrayed us.", he tried to sound unaffected by what his daughter said to him, "And you know what?", "What, daddy?", her eyes swallowed him in beauty and purity of angels, "What if we go to fair?"

"That's great, I guess.", she spoke to him with more enthusiasm.

"Give us your money, right now!"

A voice echoed throughout a dark alley, even though it was day. Edward stopped his car for a few moments and watched on the window at four men wearing black hoods with AK-47s. Edward's hands were on his car steer, and they were shaking. At this point he felt that he should interfere and save that man's life. But he could not risk losing his daughter. And truth be told: he was no superhero. Superheroes were just a fictional representation of a society who desperately needed someone to put itself back on track. Edward loved reading comic books when he was young. He loved reading about The Punisher, Spider-Man, and many others. But one day he decided to throw these works away. He understood that such creations made by man cannot truly shape the course of history.

"Daddy,", Abigail's voice brought him back to Earth, "what do we do now?"

"I, let's just,"

Edward wanted to take it off when suddenly a man with a black mask was there. "Hey, what do you think you're doin' here, huh?"

"Nothin', sir. We're just leavin'.", he said trying to keep a calm demeanor. The masked man grabbed him by the neck, "If you'll say anythin' to anyone 'bout what has happened here, I'm gonna make sure your little princess out there is gonna be pimped in. You got me?"

Edward looked at his daughter to calm her down enough to not let her panic and scream, "It's alright, sweetie. Nothin' to worry about. Daddy has everything under his control."

Edward took five hundred dollars from his wallet, "Take this money. I swear on my wife we won't tell anyone about what has happened here." The stranger said, "Good. I can trust yer a man of your word, sir.", although his face was covered, Edward could see him grinning behind the mask. The thief felt invincible behind it. As if it gave him superpowers. Or maybe it was just the simple fact that his concealed identity gave him the freedom to express himself in the many ways he wanted without the fear of being judged by society.

Edward and Abigail left that scene, horrified of what has happened to that poor man. The robbed man was instantly killed; they gave him no time to shout for help – he was preyed by animals. "All these fuc,", Edward cut himself off, "What did you say, daddy?", "Uh, nothing, sweetie. I was angry at the fact that guy was butchered by some bastards." Edward sighed, "Whatever. So should we go at the fair or," "No, daddy. I'm too scared. I wanna go home." "Alright, Abi. We'll go home."

One Hour Later

The door opens – and a man accompanied by a small being enters the house.

"So, Abi, what game do you wanna play?", Abigail runs up stairs.

"I guess Outlast would do just great,", she said with excitement. "Outlast? What's that about?" "Come and try it, daddy.", she added. "Okay, I am comin' up, sweetie."

Abigail went to her office table and swiftly searched for that game. "Don't forget about the popcorn and soda." "Ah, right.", Edward sighed and went downstairs to get them.

Abigail's breathing intensified as she was searching for that video-game. "There you are. Got it!", Abigail took it out and inserted it in her Xbox.

Edward showed up and took a seat next to her daughter. The game started and his daughter told him what he had to do. "Go there, daddy. You are continuing it where I remained."

Edward opens a door – "Hey, get back here!", he slams it. "My God! Abigail!", he paused the game. "Are you plannin' to kill me with this game. It nearly gave me a heart attack." Abigail laughed at her father, "Tricks on you. I don't even like this game. I just wanted to see your reaction." Edward was relieved knowing that his child does not play such violent video-games. "Good to know that you are not playing such stupid things. It's not good for your age, or mine either." He could still feel his heart pumping blood faster, "God, this game. I still got some chills on my spine."

"Grow up, bub.", Abigail puffed. "Hey, who taught you such words?" "You. You say words like that when you watch men dressed in underwear.", she chuckled. "Okay, that's it. Now you'll go to bed earlier.", Edward lashed at her to tickle her armpits. "No, daddy stop. I can't take it anymore! I am too weak." "I have the power to save the one you love. You must choose." They both laughed at each other. "You are the only person I love in my life, Abigail." "Yuck, that sounded too cheesy, even for yourself.", she changed the tone of her voice hearing his words. "Right. Note to myself that next time I should not tell girls what I feel. Maybe women don't love sincerity after all." "And you know what's the funny about it. I don't careeeeeee."

"Alright. Now let's do the homeworks, Abi.", he interrupted the jovial atmosphere of discussion, "And you have to learn a lot if you want to become someone in this world." "Whatevs." "That's my girl."

Edward left his daughter's room and went downstairs.

In the kitchen he was cooking some fried eggs when saw something suspicious lurking around his house. He walked towards his window and spotted a black jeep. Inside the jeep there was a man wearing a black mask. "I told ya, Jim. That girl's really the gold. She could make a fortune." The other man sitting next to him removed his black eye glasses, "Indeed, she could."

Inside the house things happen otherwise – Edward noticed three massive men, with their identities concealed by black masks, approaching his territory. Edward ran to the living room and took down the painting with Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa. Behind the fake tapestry there was fully-armed shotgun Edward kept in case something bad happened to his family.

"To hell with all of you.", he added, "You're not leaving this place alive. Not on my watch." Edward under the table and waited for the opportunity to put them down with his bullets.

The door opened and Edward shot him down. Abigail heard the noise and she screamed! "Daddy, what's happening!?" "Abi, hide anywhere you can find a safe place. Now!" Abigail followed her father's advice and did as he said. "You want what's in my house, scum! Huh!? You get nothing! You hear me!"

Edward got out and hid behind the kitchen's left white wall corner. Outside the house, the other two men took a deep breath and set foot in. "Come out, nobody wants to hurt you.", one of the thugs said. He shot down the man and the other next to him got out.

"What are you doing, scum? Get inside and do what you were assigned to do. I don't want to see mister Darhk angry. Because if he is going to be angry, then I'm gonna make sure your all family dies. You understand that?", Jim said while his hands choked the thug's neck. "Yes, sir.", the thug replied back with fear. "Good. Now go back and do your thing.", Jim cleaned his sweat off his face with a white kerchief.

The thug entered the house and was shotgun-choked by Edward. "Get off me!" "And you get off my house!" The thug tried to escape, but the man's grip was too overwhelming. Edward killed him. And the thug collapsed on the floor like a shot animal. "What've I done?", Clariss felt an unimaginable feeling of guilt. But why? "Calm down, it was self-defense, Clariss. I'm sure the police will understand this."

Outside Jim was starting to lose his patience. Jim was erratically shaking his black shoes. "Alright, that's it."

Inside Edward was checking on her daughter. Suddenly the door of her room was ripped off its hinges. "What the," "You know, I've been really a puppy boy in all this situation. I tried to let you give us your progeny." "'Progeny'? She's my child, you psychopath." "Ok, mister Clariss." "'Clariss'? How do you know my name?" Jim sighed: "It does not matter.", Jim was looking throughout the room, "Look at it this way. Your female partner had left you alone. You have a burden on your shoulders to carry on. And the saddest part is that, at some point, your offspring will have to decide for herself what she would do without you." Edward kept his daughter in his arms with all his strength, "What do you mean?" "Well, you will die. And no one will be there for her. She has to learn how to make some money without proper education, right, mister Clariss?"

Boom!

Edward saw Jim's gun pointed at him and it was over!

He saw blood all over his white t-shirt.

"DAD!", Abigail shouted. "DADDY! NOOOOOOOO!", Abigail leaned towards her father to be with him. She could not believe it herself. One moment he was fine, and now about to embrace the cold death. "Abi, look, whatever happens, be,", Edward gushed blood out of his mouth. "Well, I hope you go to Heaven, mister Clariss. Have a word with God for me, would you. I really hate Hell. You cannot bargain with him."

Jim took his daughter and vanished in thin air. Edward could not believe it his eyes. A man literally teleported in front on his face. He knew there was no time to waste. He took a deep breath and got out of Abigail's room. He lost so much blood that he collapsed as he went downstairs. In the kitchen there was an aid kit he kept in case his daughter was injured. With extreme accuracy and patience Edward removed the bullet, then rapidly used the hot gas hob pan support to cauterize his wound. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!", hollows of agony followed after the undertaken action. He fell down on the floor. The stress was so powerful that he fainted for a couple of minutes. When he regained his consciousness Edward dialed 911. A black man picked up the phone and answered, "Detective Joe here. What's the problem?" "My name is Edward Clariss, sir. I don't know what to do.", the man started to lose his patience, "Calm down, sir. Take a deep breath and tell me everything there's to know about your situation." "My twelve years old daughter has been kidnapped by some guys I've never seen in my life. One literally teleported with her before my eyes.", Clariss was scratching the back of his head, "And her name's Abigail Clariss, police officer." Joe sighed, "Did you just say 'teleported'?", the man burped. "I'm here to present a complain about my situation and you are drinking on your post, officer?", Edward said on a firm tone. Joe put his drink away, "Don't worry, sir. We are on this case. Just tell me what is your home address." "Alright. It is: Central City, Missouri, 88." "Thank you for your information, sir. I promise we'll solve this case soon." "You better, officer.", Edward ended the call.

Two Hours Later

Joe and a team of investigators arrived at his front door. Edward approached the door with care and peeked through the hole. Edward opened the door and let the men in.

"If you do not mind, mister Clariss. We would like to examine the scene of crime.", Joe added with no apparent emotion. "Sure, sure.", Edward got out of their way to let them do their job.

"So, could you tell us in more detail of what has happened here?", Joe added. "Well, my mind is a little fuzzy right now, officer. But let me try.", Edward had his right palm over his forehead frowning his eyebrows. "I was in the kitchen, cooking some fried eggs,", a flashback occurred as he was telling the story, "and I see three big guys with weapons. They try to get it. I take my gun which was, by the way hidden behind that painting. I shoot them down. Then I run to my daughter to see if she is fine." Joes was noting everything he said. "And the door literally is taken apart," "Excuse me, "taken apart"?", Joe interrupted him. "I know it sounds crazy. But yeah. Then he shoots me to death. Then he steals my poor little baby,", Edward starts to cry, "And damn teleports before my eyes. In those moments I felt so hopeless, like a mouse in a trap.", Edward wiped his tears off his face. "God, you can strike me with your lightning bolt, but I hope those bastards die really bad."

"Officer Joe. We are done here.", one of those men - who came with Joe - said. "Understood." Joe looked with pity at the man and felt that the moment to comfort him was needed. "Look, mister Clariss, I have a daughter and a boy. I don't know what's like to lose them. But only the thought of that happening is horrible. I promise we shall do everything in our power to catch them." Edward felt a relief on the back of his spine, "Thank you, officer." "Well, I guess it's time for us to leave. But please do not touch the marked places.", Joe raised his right index finger. "I know, I know. Tampering the evidence would be bad. Seen lots of movies with detectives." "Alright then. Have a good day, mister Clariss." Edward accompanied all the way to the door, "You too, officer. You too." And when they were gone, so was Edward's smile. He leaned against the door with his back and knelt. Then he punched the ground with his fists. Edward took a deep breath and was resolved to save his daughter. He went to his car and drove away from his house. He kept showing photos with her daughter to people. But no response from them. As if she never existed. And this angered Edward even more. In the end he needed something to drown into. So he went to Jitters and asked for a Martini. And it was there where he would come to meet with someone he never thought to expect: Orlin Dwyer.

Orlin immediately recognized Edward Clariss. "Edward, Edward Clariss? Is that really you?" Edward looked at him, "Do we know each other?" "It's me, Orlin. You know the one you used to bully in middle school." Edward sighed, "I never thought I would meet you here, truth be told." "Well, look here I am – in flesh and bone." "So how are you, Clariss?", Orlin asked him out of curiosity. "I am a doctor." "Wow, nice! So you're saving lives now." Edward swallowed down his throat another drop of alocohol, "Yeah. And here is the funny thing. It's you." Orlin pointed at himself, "Me?" Edward sighed again, "How hard is to say it, but the reason I have become a doctor is that I've seen what a terrible person I was in the past during my childhood. And I don't want these mistakes to repeat. In some way, I want to redeem for my bad things.", "Go on.", Orlin added. "I can't tell you how sorry I am for what I have done to you. And it looks like karma has struck me back with even more pain!" "Eh, don't worry, Clariss. We were just kids back then." Orlin manly hugged Edward, "Still doesn't change the fact of what I've done." "No.", Orlin firmly stated, "But you saw your mistakes and now you're trying to improve the world. So this is a ten in my book. And what what do you mean with "karma"?" "You see, I,"

"Hey, guys. Quiet, something interesting is on the news.", one of those teens interrupted their conversation. Edward turned his face at the tv and watched her daughter on news. "Following this afternoon, a young girl named Abigail Clariss has been kidnapped from her home by unknown hostiles. Reasons are not known at this moment. But it is suggested that she may be another tragic victim of proxenetism. Her father, 33 years old, Edward Clariss, has also been told to have killed a few of criminals – whether it was in self-defense or pure retaliation fact, we do not know."

"Damn press. They always tell a bunch of lies. I gotta go.", Edward got up and was about to leave, when out of nowhere, Orlin offered himself to come with him. "Hey, I have no car, and you got one. You wanna take me home?" "Sure."

Three Hours Later

"I don't understand you, Orlin. I thought you wanted to go home. And yet you are with me asking people if they saw my daughter." "Well, there it is. I lied to you. You did a great thing for society by becoming a doctor, a hero. Now it is our time to help you." "Thanks, Orlin. Even though I know I don't deserve it." "Well, that's where you are wrong." "Whatever, blondie.", Orlin was looking at people walking on the streets. "Did you just call me "stupid"?", Edward asked the other man inside his car. "Keep driving, Clariss." "Now, I am the one who gets bullied.", Edward said it with no apparent emotion.

Inside his car Edward and Orlin kept talking when out of nowhere they see a mysterious van parked in a isolated dark alley. And Edward recognizes it. "That's it! Those are the bastards who kidnapped my daughter." Orlin showed his pistol to Edward, "Let's get them."

"This is my town, whore! When I tell you to move your butt, you do it!", the thug slapped her face.

"Everybody – hands up!", a powerful voice came out of a sudden.

The five thugs turned around only to see two men armed with one gun. "Where's Abigail, my daughter?" "Who?" "Don't fake it on me. Where is she!? I swear to God if you don't tell me, I'm gonna put you down like the dogs that you are." "Okay, man. Just calm down.", the thug unnoticeably took a smoke grenade out of his hidden belt and threw it in them, "Guys, now! Shoot them!"

Fallen bullets upon fallen bullets! Loud sounds after loud sounds! Powerful pulses of heart followed by powerful pulses of heart!

Edward shot one down but got back in the car. "Get the heck out of here, Orlin!" Orlin said nothing and he took it off. "After them you fools!", the remaining thugs went back in the van with their prostitute.

Thrill feels in the air. Edward feels on the verge of life and death. Nothing mattered except staying alive enough to find his daughter. Nothing else would matter. Nothing else at all…

Orlin, on the other hand, wanted to get alive out of this. "I thought it's gonna be easy. We were wrong."

"Why do you help me, Orlin?" "My entire life is meaningless. It's a dilemma. I am nothing. If I die, at least I die for something.", "That's exactly what I feel right now.", Edward looked behind his back to shoot in them with his pistol to prevent them from shooting in his car's tires.

"Any idea how can we get rid off these guys?", Edward asked him. "I know where we can lose them. We have to go at Ramon Industries. I know a safe place where to hide." "How do you know that?" "I work there." "Of course, typical situation. A doc' and a geek.", Edward said.

For Edward the road seemed to no end – when abruptly they finally reached there. "Get out, Clariss!", Orlin shot in them to give Edward enough time to get out. "Now, let's get the heck out of here."

Sequence after sequence flashed in Edward and Orlin's eyes. And now they find themselves trapped around dozens of people who are waiting for the launching of Francisco Ramon's particle accelerator. Edward and his seeming friend get lost in the crowd. The thugs retreat and take off their masks not to seem suspicious to the crowd of people or security force.

On the stage a nerd-looking, but well dressed person makes his appearance – Francisco Ramon.

"My name is Francisco Ramon.

Tonight, the future begins.

The work my team and I will do here will change our understanding of physics.

Will bring about advancements in power, advancements in medicine, and trust me that future will be here faster than you think."

A reporter asked him a difficult question, "Excuse me, but what are you planning to achieve with the particle accelerator tonight, mister Ramon?"

Cisco came ready with his arguments nonetheless – "I and my men will release dark matter in some of areas in Central City. We hope to use it and demonstrate N.A.T.O. that enough of it can drain power from any machine that is running on electricity. This could prevent future wars." "How does this process work?", asked the reporter. "Well, miss. I and my staff will turn on the particle accelerator and with it we shall direct a small quantity of dark matter towards the fake constructs we have built in Central City Park.", he smiled. "Alright, mister Ramon. Thank you for your cooperation." "My pleasure, miss. Hey are you single or?" The woman stared at him. "You know what? Nevermind." "Now if you excuse us, we shall enter the facility and turn on the particle accelerator." Cisco waved at them with his hand and got inside the building.

Meanwhile Edward and Orlin were inside Ramon Industries. "So what do we now, man?", Edward asked Orlin. "Let's get inside and hide in the Time Vault." ""Time Vault?"", Edward added with confusion. "It's a secret place I designed in case something bad happened to me. Of course the man who leads this corporation does not know about that." "So you are some sort of mysterious scientist, huh?" "You could say that, Clariss.", Orlin added placing his right hand on the wall. A secret door opened. "Now!", Orlin silently shouted.

The thugs managed to get inside and easily disposed of Ramon Industries' security. "Find them.", one of the big thugs said to the other two.

Two minutes later and Orlin got out to see if the route is clear. He was wrong! "There they are!", one of them shouted. "Clariss get out! It's time run!" Edward followed Orlin's example and both took it in the opposite direction.

"Shoot them down!"

Both pushed their bodies to limit to avoid what seemed to be an imminent death.

"Down here, Clariss."

Orlin opens a door trap.

Both climb down at a fast pace. "Hurry up, Dwyer. I don't wanna end up as dessert for scum."

The thugs stopped and hesitated to climb down after them. "What's the matter, you afraid of ladders? Get down, pussies!" "Jim is gonna have our balls for it. And we don't want that." The thugs followed their gang-friend's advice and follow the two men.

"Oh. My. God. This place's huge!", Edward looked at the ceiling. "We are in the particle accelerator section.", Orlin pressed a button located on the lower part of the ladder and it began to retract itself. At the sight of this action, the thug below the other two screamed, "Move up! The ladder is gonna disappear."

And they were gone just like that. Vanished without a trace.

"Wait a moment. Didn't you say that smartass guy Ramon is gonna launch the particle accelerator anytime soon starting from now?", Edward looked at the marvelous complex. A huge circular construct holding various strange glassed prison-like compartments – enough for people to fit inside. "You are right.", Orlin changed the jovial tone of his voice. "So what do we do, man?", Edward blinked his eyes twice. "Let me see, we should just,"

Forward in the events and Cisco finds himself surrounded by his staff that he well supported with his great wealth of money.

"Alright, gentlemen and gentle…ladies. It's time to launch our rocket in space."

Cisco went to the particle accelerator's control panel, "And here we go."

The particle accelerator began to charge up power. "Clariss,", Orlin took out from his pockets his card key and inserted it into one of the low level glassed prison-like cells. Afterwards, Orlin tampered with the power of that compartment and shut it down. "What did you do, Orlin?", Edward asked bewildered. "I deactivated this particle accelerator cell. They are, in truth, assisting the particle accelerator to contain some of the extra-dimensional energy." "That doesn't sound good at all."

Orlin accessed another next to Edward's. "C'mon, Orlin. Get inside! Now!"

A huge wave of dark matter sprang to life. It leaks everywhere, saturating everything with its strange orange mark. "Orlin! NO!"

A small dagger-like piece from Edward's cell hit Orlin's hand.

In a flash – the entire place was a mess. Everything was out of place. Some parts of the particle accelerator kept making weird noises.

After the flash ends Edward's eyes open – "Orlin!" Edward runs at his fallen friend and sees that the piece which ricocheted off his cell partially attached itself on Orlin's right hand. Edward took Orlin in his arms and tried to remove it, but he could not. It is as if the dagger was part of Orlin now. "C'mon, Orlin. Wake up."

"Clariss…", Orlin said with great effort. "What happened?", he asked Edward being confused about the flash that blasted him. "I don't know, man. But we gotta get out of here. Do you know a way out?", Edward was looking around himself and could not believe his eyes to what happened today.

"There is an elevator at the end of this hallway.", Orlin could barely keep his eyes open. "Hold on there, buddy. I am not givin' up on you."

Edward grabbed his friend and ran at the elevator. Edward pressed the button and it went up. "Hang in there, Orlin!" Edward kept his friend in his arms – no matter what happened. He was his friend and he took an oath today – that Orlin shall not die! Fortunately for both of them there was no security guard. Edward ran at a black car and stole it. Now it was no time to respect the law – a friend was in danger. He drove to the hospital and managed to have Orlin to be in the first line of those who were fatally wounded.

"Clariss…", Orlin coughed. "Hang in there, buddy.", Clariss was running next to the doctor assistants who were transporting his friend on a medical stretcher. The assistants entered the surgery room and Edward's trip stopped there.

One Hour Later

Edward was impatiently moving his feet, then he kept walking in circles. Finally the door opens – "So, what's wrong, doc'?" "We tried to remove the unknown piece from his right hand – but we can't. He was going to bleed. It was like it's part of him."

"Is he okay?", Edward asked her. "Yes, he is fine." "Can I go inside?", Edward sighed at the doctor. "Yes – but only five minutes."

Edward entered the room. And it was quiet.

"Hey, buddy. How are you?", Edward took a seat. "Been better – to say the least.", Orlin took a deep breath. "What you did today was some badass hero stuff." "Just tried to help a friend.", his friend added with an apparent smile on his face. "Well, I gotta go home. I hope you understand. I need to find my daughter. But I promise I'll have someone to come and take care of you."

"As you say, Clariss.", Orlin looked straight into Edward's eyes. "Alright. Well, see ya later, man."

"Goodbye, Clariss."

Edward opened the door and he was gone.

"Detective Joe, I need some of your guys to come here and protect one of my friends. Something happened today, and you won't believe it."

"Dad, something happened to Wally. He was driving with his car and was suddenly struck by lightning!"

Edward heard a womanly voice.

And the call ended.

"Detective Joe? Detective!"

Edward sighed again in frustration. "Fine, I'll go straight to your H.Q."

(Rival lightning ends the current part)

(Rival lightning start the next part)

Back at the hospital, Orlin wanted to get up. When suddenly he collapsed on the floor. Orlin put his left hand on the medical box in his right to stand up and it bent. Orlin said nothing – he was shocked to see what has happened to the box.

The nurse was at Orlin's door, politely asking him if he needs something. "Sir, do you need anything?", she raised the tone of her voice.

(Cicada's theme plays)

Orlin looks at the bent box, "No…"

(Cicada's theme stops)

End Credits Roll Out