THE REVENGE ON MY LAST NAME EPISODE TWO:
Three Years After Victor Kane
The city had forgotten the name Elias Vale.
At least, that was what Elias wanted.
Three years had passed since Victor Kane's empire collapsed.
Three years since the truth about Project Black Harbor became public.
Three years since Elias had stood among the ashes of his childhood home and promised himself that he would never become the kind of man who solved every problem with violence.
He had kept that promise.
Mostly.
Elias now lived in a small apartment on the edge of the city. He worked quietly, kept his head down, and avoided reporters.
People sometimes recognized him.
They would whisper.
That's Elias Vale.
That's the man who brought down Victor Kane.
That's the boy whose family was murdered.
Elias hated all of it.
He didn't want to be a hero.
He didn't want to be famous.
He wanted peace.
But peace was never meant to last.
One cold evening, Elias returned home after work.
The hallway was dark.
He unlocked his door.
Something immediately felt wrong.
He stood still.
The apartment was exactly as he had left it.
The books were on the shelf.
The kitchen chair was pushed beneath the table.
His jacket was hanging beside the window.
Nothing appeared to be missing.
Then Elias noticed something.
A photograph sat on his kitchen table.
He hadn't put it there.
He slowly walked toward it.
His heart began beating faster.
The photograph showed his old family.
His father.
His mother.
His little sister Anna.
And Elias himself as a child.
On the back was a message.
YOU THOUGHT IT WAS OVER.
Elias stared at the words.
Then his phone rang.
Unknown number.
He answered.
Nobody spoke.
“Who is this?”
Silence.
Then a man's voice finally came through.
“You should have left the past buried.”
Elias's eyes hardened.
“Who are you?”
The man laughed quietly.
“You don't know me.”
“Then why are you calling?”
“Because your father knew me.”
The call ended.
Elias immediately traced the number.
Nothing.
It was already disconnected.
He looked at the photograph again.
There was something strange about it.
His father was standing beside the family.
But someone had been cut out of the picture.
A person standing beside him.
Elias grabbed a magnifying glass.
He studied the damaged edge.
There was a hand visible.
A man's hand.
And on the wrist was a tattoo.
A black serpent wrapped around a crown.
Elias had seen that symbol before.
In one of Victor Kane's files.
He opened his old computer and searched through the documents he had saved from Project Black Harbor.
The symbol appeared on a single page.
At the top were two words:
THE CROWN.
Underneath was a name.
DAMIAN CROSS.
Elias stopped breathing.
He had never heard the name before.
But the file contained a photograph.
A man in his forties.
Tall.
Thin.
Perfectly dressed.
Cold eyes.
The report underneath his photograph contained only three lines.
Damian Cross.
Former Black Harbor strategist.
Status: UNKNOWN.
Elias stared at the photograph.
Then he remembered Victor Kane's final words before his arrest.
You think you understand everything.
At the time, Elias had ignored them.
Now he wondered if Kane had known about Damian Cross.
His phone rang again.
This time, a text message appeared.
MIDNIGHT. OLD CENTRAL STATION. COME ALONE.
Then another message arrived.
BRING YOUR FATHER'S WATCH.
Elias looked down at his wrist.
His father's old watch.
The same watch he had kept since the night his family died.
He had never taken it off.
THE OLD STATION
At 11:58 p.m., Elias stood inside the abandoned central station.
The building had been closed for almost twenty years.
Rain hit the broken glass roof.
Wind moved through the empty halls.
Elias walked slowly between the old train platforms.
“I'm here.”
His voice echoed.
Nothing.
Then the lights came on.
One by one.
At the end of the platform stood a man.
Black coat.
Gray hair.
A silver cane.
Elias raised his hand toward his weapon.
The man smiled.
“You have your father's eyes.”
“Who are you?”
“My name is Gabriel Cross.”
Elias froze.
“Cross?”
The man nodded.
“My brother is Damian.”
Elias's hand tightened.
“Where is he?”
Gabriel smiled.
“Closer than you think.”
Suddenly, the station doors slammed shut.
Elias heard footsteps behind him.
Five armed men appeared.
Elias turned.
Gabriel shook his head.
“Don't make this difficult.”
“Why did you bring me here?”
“To offer you a choice.”
“What choice?”
Gabriel pointed toward the watch.
“Your father left something inside it.”
Elias stared at him.
The watch.
He had owned it for years.
He had never opened it.
Gabriel said:
“Give it to me, and you walk away.”
“And if I refuse?”
Gabriel smiled.
“Then tomorrow morning, another person you love dies.”
Elias's face changed.
“You're threatening me?”
“No.”
Gabriel looked almost amused.
“I'm warning you.”
Elias looked around.
Then he smiled.
“You made one mistake.”
Gabriel raised an eyebrow.
“You thought I came alone.”
The lights suddenly went out.
A fight erupted.
Elias moved through the darkness, striking one attacker, then another.
A gunshot exploded.
Glass shattered.
Elias rolled behind a pillar.
When the lights returned, Gabriel was gone.
So was the watch.
Elias looked down at his empty wrist.
For the first time in three years, he felt the old anger return.
But this time, it wasn't directed at Victor Kane.
It had a new name.
Damian Cross.
THE WATCH
The next morning, Elias went to see Marcus Reed.
Marcus was alive.
After the events of the first episode, Elias had discovered that Marcus had secretly survived and disappeared.
Marcus now lived under another name in a quiet town far from the city.
When Elias arrived, Marcus immediately knew something was wrong.
“What's happened?”
“Someone took my father's watch.”
Marcus's face changed.
“Who?”
“Gabriel Cross.”
Marcus went silent.
Elias noticed.
“You know him.”
“I know the name.”
“Who is Damian Cross?”
Marcus walked toward the window.
“Elias, there are things about Black Harbor you still don't know.”
“I don't have time for secrets.”
Marcus sighed.
“Damian Cross was never an employee of Victor Kane.”
“What?”
“He was above him.”
Elias stared at him.
“Above Kane?”
“Yes.”
Marcus turned around.
“Victor Kane believed he controlled the organization. He was wrong.”
“Who controlled it?”
Marcus whispered:
“The Crown.”
Elias remembered the symbol.
“The serpent and the crown.”
Marcus nodded.
“The Crown was a network of politicians, businessmen, criminals, judges, military officers, and intelligence agents. Kane was only one of its public faces.”
“And Damian?”
“He was the architect.”
Elias felt a coldness in his chest.
“Why didn't you tell me?”
“Because I thought he was dead.”
“Obviously he isn't.”
“No.”
Marcus looked frightened.
“He's worse than Kane.”
THE ENEMY
Across the city, Damian Cross stood inside a luxurious office overlooking the skyline.
Victor Kane's old empire had been destroyed.
But Damian hadn't lost anything.
He had planned for that.
A young woman entered the room.
“Sir.”
Damian didn't turn.
“Did he find Marcus?”
“No.”
“Good.”
She placed a folder on the desk.
“Elias has started asking questions.”
Damian finally turned.
A small smile appeared on his face.
“Of course he has.”
“He knows your name.”
“Excellent.”
The woman looked confused.
“Excellent?”
Damian walked toward the window.
“Fear only works when the enemy doesn't understand where the danger is coming from.”
He looked down at the city.
“Elias has spent three years believing Victor Kane was the beginning and the end of his family's story.”
He smiled.
“Now we're going to show him the truth.”
THE SECOND FAMILY
Elias returned to his apartment.
He found an envelope beneath his door.
Inside was an address.
No name.
No explanation.
He drove there.
The address led to an old house outside the city.
A woman opened the door.
She was in her late forties.
When she saw Elias, she started crying.
“You look exactly like him.”
“Like who?”
“Your father.”
Elias stepped inside.
The woman introduced herself as Rebecca Shaw.
She had known Elias's father twenty years earlier.
“I need answers,” Elias said.
Rebecca nodded.
“I know.”
She took him to a locked room.
Inside were boxes.
Hundreds of documents.
Photographs.
Old recordings.
Rebecca pointed to one box.
“Your father gave me these before he died.”
Elias opened it.
Inside was a photograph of his father with another family.
A man.
A woman.
And a little boy.
Elias stared.
“Who are they?”
Rebecca swallowed.
“The Cross family.”
Elias's blood ran cold.
“Damian?”
“No.”
She pointed to the boy.
“His son.”
Elias looked at the photograph.
The boy was about ten years old.
“What's his name?”
Rebecca whispered:
“Adrian Cross.”
Elias looked confused.
“What does he have to do with me?”
“Everything.”
She handed him another photograph.
It showed Elias and Adrian as children.
Together.
Playing in a garden.
Elias stared at it.
“I don't remember him.”
“You were friends.”
“When?”
“Before your family moved.”
Elias shook his head.
“No.”
Rebecca looked at him sadly.
“Your memories were altered.”
Elias stared at her.
“What?”
“After the first Black Harbor operation, your father became afraid that the Crown would use you against him.”
“He took you to a specialist.”
“Some memories were deliberately suppressed.”
Elias stepped backward.
“My father erased my memories?”
“To protect you.”
Elias couldn't speak.
Then Rebecca revealed the worst part.
“Adrian Cross wasn't Damian's son.”
“Then whose son was he?”
“Your father's.”
Elias looked at her.
“What?”
Rebecca whispered:
“Adrian was your half-brother.”
THE TRUTH ABOUT ANNA
Elias couldn't stop thinking about the photograph.
His entire childhood had been a lie.
His father had another son.
A son connected to Damian Cross.
A son Elias didn't remember.
Then Rebecca gave him another file.
“This is why they killed your family.”
Elias opened it.
Inside was a medical report.
His sister Anna's name appeared on the first page.
Elias's hands began to shake.
“What's this?”
Rebecca didn't answer.
He continued reading.
Anna wasn't his biological sister.
She was adopted.
Elias stared at Rebecca.
“No.”
“Your parents adopted Anna when she was three.”
“Why?”
Rebecca's eyes filled with tears.
“Because Anna was Damian Cross's daughter.”
Elias dropped the file.
Everything stopped.
His sister.
The little girl he had protected.
The person he had spent three years mourning.
She was connected to the enemy.
But why?
Rebecca explained.
“Your father discovered that Damian planned to use Anna as a bargaining tool against him.”
“So my father took her?”
“Yes.”
“He saved her.”
“Yes.”
Elias sat down.
Suddenly, his memories began returning
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