Chapter 47: Chaos on Set
Henry strolled onto the film set at a relaxed pace—only to find absolute chaos unfolding around him.
This wasn’t the usual morning hustle he’d come to expect. Normally, at this...
Henry strolled onto the film set at a relaxed pace—only to find absolute chaos unfolding around him.
This wasn’t the usual morning hustle he’d come to expect. Normally, at this...
Whoosh!
Alex slowly descended in front of the Bloodthirsty Devourer, his eyes scanning the creature’s condition. He raised an eyebrow, a hint of confusion crossing his features.
“ROAR!”
The creature’s furious, bone-shaking roar echoed through the air.
The wounds caused by Alex’s heat vision hadn’t done much damage—it only served to enrage ...
“Cough… cough…”
The ragged sound of coughing broke through the settling dust. Blackrow, bruised and bloodied, staggered to his feet, face contorted in pain. Purple blood tric...
"Six—stand down!"
Smith’s voice rang out, sharp and urgent, cutting through the standoff between Number Six and Selene. His face was grim as he shook his head with a weary sigh.<...
“Cough, cough!”
Smith choked out a raspy cough, struggling to push himself off the ground. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his limbs trembled as he fought to rise...
With the order given, two vampires immediately advanced toward Smith. Without a word, they reached out to grab him, planning to take him down.
Snap!
Snap!
Two soft soun...
Spring mornings in Los Angeles had their own kind of magic—sunlight soft and golden, just warm enough to push back the lingering bite of early-season chill.
Henry drove with the wi...
Spring had arrived in Los Angeles, and the beach was back to being a postcard fantasy.
Bikini-clad sunseekers lounged in the sand. Tanned, chiseled dudes flexed like walking steroid ...
Somehow, without even noticing, Henry had stumbled his way into 1991.
He didn’t even remember the new year starting. After finally settling into his new place, life had been a blur...
Gary took another swig of beer, cleared his throat, and kept going.
“What I just said—that’s mostly for film. TV and radio? Even simpler. Bigger volume, smaller circle.”
H...
Gary didn’t even try to play it humble. He smirked, leaned back in his chair, and said, “Eh, I know a thing or two. If you’re trying to make it big—that’s mostly luck. But if all ...
Henry had finally moved into Gary’s apartment building.
They say having an old man around is like having a treasure—and while Gary was only pushing sixty and not exactly someone ...
When Henry first landed in this world, he figured his standards for housing would be rock-bottom. A roof, four walls, and running water—what more could a Kryptonian in exile ask for?
<...
Fabio—the not-so-slimy Italian “real estate liaison” Henry had picked up via a photo studio detour—was, in fairness, not entirely out to fleece him. The guy actually had legit listi...
America prided itself on being a melting pot, but let’s not kid ourselves—people here still sorted themselves into hierarchies, even among the so-called "white" crowd. Just being white ...
Henry couldn’t stop staring at the relic of a computer on the counter—an honest-to-god 486. It was ancient by his standards, but instead of writing it off, his mind started spinning.
After wrapping up the bank visit, Henry headed to a nearby photo studio. In the 2020s, these places were nearly extinct—relics of the analog era. But back in the early '90s? They were sti...
Henry didn’t exactly look homeless, but he also wasn’t dressed like someone expecting red carpet treatment. His jacket was decent, the beard clean-shaven courtesy of a quick heat vision...
Dinner that night was a delivered pizza with a complimentary two-liter bottle of soda—good ol’ high-fructose happiness.
Looking at the greasy box and the oversized soda, Henry co...
The waitress came by to swap out Henry’s half-empty coffee pot with a fresh one. “You lookin’ for something specific?”
“Yeah. First thing’s a cheap motel,” Henry replie...
Henry folded the map and set it aside. “I’d like to try a bit of everything,” he said with a crooked grin. “Though chasing the dream? That one’s a long shot—depends on luck.”<...
Turns out, Old Tom—the man who nearly earned himself a Kryptonian punch—was right about one thing.
Nobody checked a damn thing when you rolled off a ferry from Alaska into the Po...
If Henry was serious about stepping into the entertainment industry, the first question was simple: on-screen or behind the scenes?
Behind the scenes meant skills—real ones. Audio,...
The ferry wasn’t exactly a cruise ship, but it did have a small shop on board. If you were hungry and hadn’t packed food, you could buy the usual survival rations—packaged sandwiches,...
So he left.
Standing near the ferry’s railing, Henry watched the churning waves of the Bering Sea slam against the side of the vessel. The ferry wasn’t exactly a cruise ship, but...
Curiosity kills the cat. Henry had known that long before he ever got thrown into this weird new universe. Back home, people sticking their noses where they didn’t belong ended up on the ...
Henry didn’t have to wait long. Whatever meeting Tom was having inside his office wrapped up soon after Henry arrived.
Granted, they might’ve already been deep in conversation wh...
George wrapped things up with a few quick words, and the group dispersed without much fuss—each man peeling off to handle their own business.
As Henry was about to leave, the gille...
Seven days passed in a blur.
Henry was ready to head out solo this time—no one driving him, no one making introductions. He'd earned his place now.
Behind the bar, John was ...