Sorry if you dont like it, its my first short story. Anyway enjoy

A bunch of short stories for/not for the heart

_Some end Happy
_Some end sad

~I would have made it so each title could be it's own book; but that would be to many 1 chapter books so I will squish them all on here, Like I said before. I ONLY WRITE SHORT STORIES: THEREFORE EACH CHAPTER WILL BE A DIFFERENT STORY WITH DIFFERENT PEOPLE. EACH TITLE WILL BE A NEW STORY. A STORY WITH MORE THEN ONE CHAPTER WILL HAVE NUMBERS IN PARENTHESIS AFTER THE TITLE.

There is no specific update day - I update when I wanna. Each story may/may not have a plot. 

*Target: Everyone
*Genre: A bunch of diffrent types/ Mostly Romance Fiction


<3~If I get enough comments that I should actually write a full chapter book then I just might.

A compilation of chapter long stories of different genres to read when you want a small adventure!!!

Children stories involving gruffalos. 

These books were created by Julia Donaldson and illustrated by Axel Scheffler.

There are also audio books available.

I own nothing. These are just stories I liked and want to share.

Han Kuan said with both shame and anger, "You deserve your big name, detective Zhao. I thought that my plan was flawless, but I didn't expect that my wife's recording would fail to remove your suspicion about me!"
He then added, "I really want to know what the loophole was in my plan! What was it that aroused your suspicion?"
Zhao Yu replied seriously with his own question, "Do you really want to know the reason? Ha ha. I forget! All I remember is that your performance was too perfect. All of the evidence seemed like it waiting for us to find it."
Then, Zhao Yu tried to recall, "Actually, I think that if it wasn't for that recording, maybe I wouldn't have suspected you at all! But... I can't be sure..."
Han Kuan had his head bowed and became even more depressed. "It seems that I ruined my plan with that extra recording pen. In fact, she recorded that a long time ago. At that time, she had not yet discovered my secret."
He shook his head, then said, "I wrote a few short stories and wanted to send them to a magazine, but that magazine went bankrupt. So, she recorded the audio and wanted to publish a small collection of audio stories on an audio website. However, because of copyright issues, she ended up not doing that."
He paused, then added, "Actually... If it hadn't been for the audio... I... Maybe I wouldn't have killed her!"
Han Kuan shook his head again, then asked with regret, "Why did I kill her for a silly piece of audio? Detective Zhao, do you think I'm mad?"
"Well... You have to ask yourself... Was it really for the audio? How did your wife discover your secret?" Zhao Yu asked.
"Everything... It's all my fault!" Han Kuan waved his hand and his eyes became watery. "I totally forgot about my devil suit, just like 11 Kills... Left it in my parents' basement!"
"Huh? You forgot?" Zhao Yu asked in surprise.
"Yes!" Han Kuan said helplessly. "I finally understand why the Buddha and the Devil went two different ways. Mahayana seeks enlightenment not for themselves alone, but for all sentient beings. But, the Devil is born in one's heart and will eventually lead you to destruction!"
He shook his head, then said, "Detective Zhao, I guess you don't know that I destroyed my original devil suit when I came back from Jiangxing County to Beiqian."
"Oh?" Zhao Yu was quite surprised to hear this.
"I panicked, as I knew that the suit was evidence of my crime, so on my way back to Beiqian, I found a deserted place and burned everything!" Han Kuan sighed, then said, "That's one of the reasons why I stopped killing at that time!"
Only then did Zhao Yu understand why the Devil Case murders had come to an abrupt end so suddenly.
"But, the devil had taken root in me by then, and burning the suit alone couldn't eliminate my desire to kill!" Han Kuan continued. "A year later, the police started to investigate the Devil Case, and I had to make a new suit to frame Mr. Lang for the murders."
He paused to take a breath, then continued, "While I was making the new suit, I was almost unable to resist the impulse of killing again! It's like there was a real devil calling me, telling me what to do..."
Han Kuan once again fell into a state of seeming insanity as he said mysteriously, "So, even though it was a long time after I made the first suit for the Devil Case, I made an even better devil suit at that time! The mask, cloak, fire, sound effects... Everything was perfect! Then... I just needed a victim."
Upon hearing Han Kuan's words, Zhao Yu felt a chill run up his spine. It felt as if a devil with sharp teeth and claws had really appeared in front of him!
Unexpectedly, when Han Kuan came to the most critical point, his nervous look suddenly changed and his eyes showed tenderness as he said, "But… At that time, three things completely changed my life! First, the chat forum was closed, so I couldn't find any suitable targets. Second, my novel was published! Third... I met my wife."
He smiled as he recalled, "Our sweet love eventually eliminated my desire to kill people. She is the one who always appreciated my talent and understood me the most in the world! Even when I quit my job, she married me without hesitation..."
He swallowed hard, then said, "After we got married, we lived a very happy life. Her cheerful personality complemented mine. We never had any conflicts, and every day was wonderful. I didn't disappoint her, either. With the publication of my novel, I earned more money than my old salary at work and could provide her with better living conditions."
He then added, "Although we had no children, this never affected our love. At that time, I devoted myself entirely to writing and forgot all about my past guilt and crimes. I put the devil suit in a metal box and buried it under the bricks in the room in the south!"
He paused for a moment, then continued, "In the years after we got married, I thought several times about getting rid of it… But I always thought that it was okay to leave it there. Even when the police found it, they couldn't take it as decisive evidence, as it was found too many years after the Devil Case occurred."
Han Kuan then said hopelessly, "However, I just thought about the police… Totally forgetting about my wife! She went to school in Beiqian, so she knew a lot about the Devil Case! One day, when she unexpectedly dug out the box, everything came crumbling down!"
He then looked up at Zhao Yu, and before the detective could even ask, he said, "Don't ask me... I don't know! I really don't know how she found the box and dug it out. It was buried under the bricks. But, anyway, she found it!"
Han Kuan then said uncomfortably, "That day, when I got home, I saw that my box had been dug out! Then, she was acting like a totally different person toward me! She wouldn't say a word to me, and no matter how I tried to explain it, she wouldn't listen."
Han Kuan then admitted, "Detective Zhao, you were right! I was not worried about her reporting me, because I firmly believed that that box was not enough evidence to prove anything! But, I really couldn't stand her change in attitude toward me!"
Han Kuan then said frantically, "Her attitude towards me changed completely, and she became indifferent to me. What made me suffer the most was that she looked at me with horror in her eyes."
Han Kuan twisted his body as if her was in agony, then said sadly, "I couldn't bear that! My purpose of becoming the devil was to seek justice, not to frighten my wife! I simply couldn't bear it!"
He shook his head, then continued, "So... So... I couldn't let her live in fear forever... So... I..."
Han Kuan grabbed his fists and said, while trembling all over, "I... I... God… What on earth have I done to her? I killed her! And... In a way that I thought was flawless!"
Han Kuan then asked hopelessly, "Officer Zhao, is everything you have shown me true? Was she really going to forgive me? I... Why did I kill her?"
"Your killing her was real, and your feelings are real now..." Zhao Yu looked at Han Kuan indifferently, then said, "But, your selfishness is also real! The Devil is just an excuse that you are using to comfort yourself!"
"Excuse... You really think that is just an excuse?" Han Kuan's eyes blurred with his tears.
"Han Kuan, you need to wake up!" Zhao Yu said solemnly. "We all must pay for what we do! Do you think that you can escape the law?"
At this point, Zhao Yu finally smiled with relief as he added, "Even if I've never been to Golden City and I'd never met you, you couldn't get away with it. I would definitely catch you in the end!"


A little ruffian who fought recklessly without any morals and bottomline accidentally time-traveled to parallel space and became a Key Case Investigation Team agent. The huge change in identity had him creating chaos in the police station. However, a strange miracle system helped him repeatedly solve mysterious cases, turning him into an impudent ruffian detective!

After work.

"Hey, did you hear about it?"

"I just went for dinner. What happened?"

"The rookie nearly fought with Tian Bin."

"Ah? Seriously? What happened?"

Many people in the office began speaking in whispers. Everyone loved a commotion.

Zhang Ye did not go home either. He rubbed the game ring to open his inventory and took out the chewing gum-like object he had previously taken out from a treasure chest. He opened the package. And at this moment, Tian Bin had come back in from outside. As the two of them sat across from each other, their seats were in close proximity to one another. If Tian Bin wanted to get to his seat, he had to pass by Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye quietly stuck the Unlucky Sticker onto Tian Bin's trousers with a finger. This thing could not be seen by anyone other than Zhang Ye!

Pa!

Tian Bin had the feeling that Zhang Ye had touched him when he walked past. However, when he looked down, he could see nothing, so he coldly glanced back at Zhang Ye.

The game ring made an announcement!

The Unlucky Sticker has been used. Effective for 5 minutes. Countdown begins. 4:59, 4:58...

Although Zhang Ye's antics got on Tian Bin's nerves, his mood today was still good, overall. "Recalling Spirits" was currently the most upward-trending ghost story and he had spent a lot of effort securing the audio & broadcast rights to the novel. A few other provinces' radio stations had launched a bidding war to secure the rights, but in the end, Tian Bin had won the rights. He had actually resorted to under-the-table methods and had went directly to the publisher, instead of the author, who was a rookie. He negotiated with the publisher's management and promised a higher price for the rights. As to how the publisher would negotiate the payout with the author, it was none of Tian Bin's business. He had only promised the publisher that the bid price would not be revealed to the author and that the station and the publisher would be the only ones gaining from this deal.

Tian Bin saved no effort, as he wanted to make use of this novel to help boost the listenership of his "Late-night Ghost Stories" segment, attract more sponsorship and gain a name for himself.

Beep, beep. Another short message came.

Tian Bin looked at his mobile phone. It was a message from the publisher's vice-president, wishing success to Tian Bin's radio segment, as well as a reminder to not divulge the fees agreed upon for the novel's audio & broadcasting rights.

Tian Bin smiled and, as he replied while he walked, something happened on the office desk to his left!

A female colleague was thinking of taking her lunchbox and getting off work, but when she stretched out her arm, she did not pay attention, causing the lunchbox’s lid to crash to the ground with a "ding dang" sound.

Tian Bin just happened to step on it and slip to the ground. With a slam, he crashed to the ground!

"Aiyah!”

"Ah, Teacher Tian!"

"What are you doing?"

"Sorry, are you alright?"

Tian Bin was in pain. But as he stood up, he waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it."

He picked up the phone and saw that the message interface was gone, so he created a new message and typed, "President Li, please rest assured that we would not be asking about how you split the profits with the author. We will not be revealing our end of the deal with Li Gen either. This is not our first time working together, so you can trust me." After writing this, Tian Bin scrolled to President Li's contact to send out the message, but at this moment, the colleague opposite was preparing to knock off from work. When she was passing Tian Bin, she accidentally knocked into him. The silk fan she was holding fell and landed, spread out on the floor.

Tian Bin lost his balance, stepped on the fan at the same time and then came crashing onto the ground once again.

"Brother Tian!"

"I am so sorry!"

"You...... Aiyoo, my back. What's going on!"

This time, people in the office paid more attention. Two falls in the space of a few seconds?

How unlucky could it get?

Tian Bin stumbled onto his feet, so angry that he wanted to give a good scolding. He took a look at his phone and realised that while he was falling just now, he had scrolled to the wrong contact, which just so happened to be the author, Li Gen. President Li and him both had the surname of Li. Therefore, their contacts were just beside each other.

Tian Bin felt really angry and planned on choosing the correct contact again.

But all of a sudden, Li Si walked up from behind at a fast pace, "Brother Tian!"

Tian Bin turned his head around, "Peng!!"

The fluorescent light above his head exploded without a warning!

The light tube's pieces came falling towards them and gave Li Si a scare. His reflexes caused him to place his hand forward to protect himself, but instead hit Tian Bin on his chin.

Tian Bin screamed out, "Putong!"

As he fell backwards onto the ground, his hands tightened and, at the same time, the message was sent!

Li Si rushed to help him up, "Brother Tian! Sorry! This..."

Tian Bin was nearly in tears, "What are you doing!? Do you not have eyes!?"

Li Si scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Tian. I wasn't aware. Who would have thought that the light would explode?"

But when he picked up the phone to take a look at the screen, Tian Bin's face changed. Damn it! How did it get sent!?

He wanted to save the situation, but it was already too late!

This scene played out in front of Zhang Ye. He saw clearly with his eyes how Tian Bin fell and was knocked into. Their colleagues were laughing, thinking, “What bad luck Tian Bin has today!”

Three times!

He had fallen down three times!

Didn't you check the almanac before leaving the house?

But this was not the end. Just as the effects of the Unlucky Sticker was ending, the Literature Channel's person in charge rushed in!

"Tian Bin." Zhao Guozhou called loudly.

Tian Bin acknowledged, knowing that something was wrong, "Leader."

Everyone looked over, without knowing what had happened.

Zhao Guozhou screamed, "What the hell are you doing!"

"Eh?"

"The author of "Recalling Spirits", Li Gen, just called and demanded that the contract be voided and for us to stop the broadcast of his novel!"

"And if we infringed upon his copyright, he will send us his lawyer's letter!"

"Wasn't this matter supposed to be handled by you?"

"Why has it become my problem now?"

Tian Bin didn't dare to say a word and just looked down.

The rights for the novel "Recalling Spirits" were all with the author and the same went for the audio rights. It was down to trust that the author allowed the publisher to negotiate on his behalf. Therefore, strictly speaking, without the author's written permission, any agreements were not legal. This was how it was for "Recalling Spirits" and Tian Bin had only signed a contract with the publisher. If the author had taken his part of the payment, then the  contract would have been in effect. But even so, if the author wanted to, he could have the contract voided!

Zhao Guozhou chided him for a full ten minutes.

Finally, the Literature Channel's several managers arrived and everyone was discussing the issue at hand. Only then did Zhang Ye and the others understand what had just happened. It was now known that Tian Bin had an agreement with the publishers of "Recalling Spirits" for the novel's audio rights. He would keep the agreed price a secret from the author and let the publisher keep a part of the profits. Actually, this was very common in the industry. Even if Tian Bin did not purposefully hide the details, as long as the publisher did not mention it, the author would not have known. But somehow, Tian Bin's message with all the details of the deal was sent wrongly to the author! 

Isn't this a nail in the coffin?

Isn't this disgusting?

Cancelling the rights wasn't too much. If it were any other author who saw that message, the outcome would have been much worse!

Tian Bin explained, "Leader, this time it was my mistake, but I feel that we can continue with the broadcast. The contract has already been signed with the publisher, actually....."

Wang Xiaomei, who had not knocked off yet, replied with displeasure, "Are you going to fight the court case?"

A head of the editorial team also chipped in, "It definitely cannot be broadcasted!" "Who will be responsible when problems arise?"

They were a public institution and profits were not the main problem; responsibility was.

Everyone was discussing back and forth, but finally Zhao Guozhou slammed his hand on the board, "Change the novel. All departments who have suitable ghost story resources, help out. Tonight's broadcast cannot be cancelled. Use the shortest time and settle the new novel's copyrights!" Zhao Guozhou pointed at Tian Bin's nose and said, "It's all on you! Wait for your punishment!"

In contrast, Tian Bin looked like his father had just died!

While Zhang Ye's anger simmered, he realized the Unlucky Sticker had only been in effect for five minutes. Just a short five minutes had passed and Tian Bin's luck became like this? This item is too miraculous! It looks like, in the future, besides the nickname "Zhang Jingkong", another nickname is necessary. Yes, how does “Famous Detective Kogoro Mori” sound!?


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

"Alternative musician?"

"It just means that I won't be fixated on the classical genre, I want to try exploring other sides of music," This was half - truth statement. Yue Ling's real desires laid in the fact that she couldn't deal with the strict rules the Conservatory would impose if she joined as a core member.

"That's great! More sides means more opportunities. I will be cheering on you," Rose beamed a smile towards the raven, who in turn looked at her companion left on the side.

Lin Yun Tian could not actively join in on the talk, so he stepped aside for the time being.


"Sweet. Could you take us to Director Lin now?" Yue Ling wanted to get the matter over with. She was so close to unraveling the whole mystery, small talks could wait.


"Oh, of course! I was swept away in the conversation, sorry. I'll lead you to him, he should be in the audio room now,"

Following her words, she proceeded to offer the two home slippers, as cleanliness was one of the perks that were required in Director Lin's abode.

"Director Lin, someone you know is here to see you," Rose knocked on the golden ring hung before the ivory door that complemented the walls and overall feel of the house.

Receiving a reply to enter, Rose twisted the doorknob and opened it, revealing the sight of an older man immersed in his thoughts sitting beside the large windows, holding a thick book on his hands.

Sunlight passed through the glass windows and gazed upon him with warmth, as if it was silently accompanying him during the reading session.


His sight gradually rose upwards as it finally landed on the pair of newcomers, in which his eyes had a natural response to widen in shock.

The rest of his face was akin to a man with facial paralysis, unchanging even though his heart had been stirred.

The almost 70 - year - old man would never have expected such an outcome.

Something he tried so hard to prevent in desperation in the past, had come to bite him back in revenge.

Time was cold and unfeeling as it did not allow the man to recover from his thoughts before the familiar woman took the initiative to greet the elder.

"Uncle Lin, hello," Yue Ling made a slight bow as she made eye contact with the white - haired man.

"Grandfather, hello." Following Yue Ling, Lin Yun Tian also bowed.

"You.. two," Director Lin's brows were scrunched up and creased, wrinkles showing up on his face with prominence.

He could only sigh at this development. Indeed, he should've expected it. The girl's mental strength was too strong, far stronger than what he estimated.

"..Rose, brew some tea for us," 

"Understood," As it was her work to take care of the man, she naturally had to learn his preferences and dislikes. 

Tea was a major part of Lin Yun Shan's happiness, so Rose was able to brew some fine tea.


After the brunette left the room, the atmosphere tensed up. 


Lin Yun Shan held thousands of unspeakable words that he wanted to convey, but couldn't.


"Uncle Lin, would you mind having a little chat with me?" Yue Ling sat down on the opposite end of the wooden bench, basking in the warming sunlight.

Not receiving an answer, she turned to look at the tall man standing right in front of her.


"Tian' ge, it's best that you are not here. Could you leave us for a second?" Yue Ling amicably smiled as she scooted closer to the elder man.

Strangely, Yue Ling did not feel any sense of reproach to the Lin elder.






Once Lin Yun Tian agreed with the proposal, he left the room and headed towards the kitchen to help the new caretaker, Rose.

The two were sitting next to each other on the long bench, relishing in the calm silence and warmth.

Yue Ling did not feel hatred coming from the Lin family members. That was a fact.

"Uncle Lin, I am an adult now. Sorry for not visiting you these past couple of years," Yue Ling opened up her mouth to build a sense of familiarity.

"..Perhaps it's best that you didn't visit," Although his words seemed cold, Yue Ling only sensed the feeling of guilt and remorse.

"I'm guessing that you have realized your memory's absence," Lin Yun Shan did not intend to play dumb. He jumped down on the matter. 

Once he received a noise of agreement from Yue Ling, he slumped forward, arching his back and looking down to the floor.

He had made up his mind since a long time ago. Yue Ling had the right to know the truth. She was one of the players in the story.

He also knew that she was sensible enough not to make any rash decision, unlike his own grandson. Although he hadn't been in close contact with her, he had heard of her progress through that doting father of hers.

He started to open up the stories. He told her about how he was good friends with Yue Yang, Yue Ling's paternal figure.

He told her about the Lin family tree. How he had a daughter named Lin Ling. How she found her love and had two children. 

And how the tragic coincidence happened. 

It was only supposed to be a normal day. Nothing much. They were having a short break in a vacation home owned by the Yue company. Back then, Yue company was at its very peak, and their financial status way enough to buy themselves a secluded small island located near the coast. 

Because a certain trio was heavily in love with music, the home naturally had an audio room installed.

A grand piano, a violin, and a harp.

Lin Yun Tian sat on the piano chair, his fingers  dancing on the keys with ease.

The violin was played by Yue Ling, who took charge of the main melody.

Lin Ling sat on the floor as she played the harp, adding a beautiful tune to the piece.

A happy day, or so it should've been.









The originally sunny day turned into dark storms as black clouds filled the skies, rain pouring down hard on the buildings. 

It was only a simple coincidence.

What were the chances that the lightning hit the generator, the power source for the entire building? What were the chances that another lightning hit the house's rooftops, causing the attic to collapse down to the audio room and starting a fire?

Who would've known that the incident would happen? The trio were stranded by themselves in the burning mansion. 

Moments before the attic collapsed down, Lin Ling had her motherly instincts. The situation was clearly not a simple power outage, it was something much more than that.

Shoving her son away from the piano and taking the full brunt of the collapse moments after, Lin Ling was squished under the heavy objects, creating the tear - jerking scene of a woeful mother reaching her hand as far as she could to perhaps, have the chance to touch the pair of children one more time.

The piano that had Lin Yun Tian sitting in front of was now broken, a large concave blister was made. The fire spread out, and soon the entire piano had also started burning.

Lin Ling did not plan to die in vain. Enduring the pain and internal signals her body sent to herself, she crawled over to a mobile phone and contacted the emergency workers.

 The only luck factor was that there was workers stationed not far away from the location, in which they were able to rescue the children in time.


Lin Ling's life was lost, but the others had to live on with the memory, especially the two children who had to witness it all. 

The puzzle had been solved. 

No schemes, no grudges, no nothing.

It was just a series of coincidences that led ip to a tragedy.

A series of coincidences was better than a series of tragedies, but there was only a thin layer separating the two from being called the same thing.


.

"..Then, who is Rose? Uncle, you wouldn't randomly get close to anyone," 

Lin Yun Shan was able to hold in his tears as he continued. If he was to open up, it was better to spill everything and leave nothing behind.


"I had adopted a child from a family with a deficit in economical status. I guess I wanted to cover up the hole in my heart? I wanted a daughter, someone who could appease my heart like how Lin Ling did,"

"I got used to the new presence not long after the adoption. She was a carbon copy of Lin Ling in personality. Bubbly, cheery, witty, and intelligent. It was a shame that the original family had regained a source of income capable of raising her until adulthood," Lin Yun Shan uttered his real thoughts. He hated himself for thinking such wicked things, but it was his true feelings. Instead of feeling happy for Rose, who got reunited with her family, he felt anguished.

"I understood the fact that Rose was entrusted with me not because the family didn't want her. They were lacking money, that's it. I understood what having a daughter felt like. At the same time, I understood how it feels when your own flesh and blood was being taken away from you," Lin Yun Tian's eyes misted with tears.

"I was very much surprised when I saw someone who had her bearings standing before the Conservatory with longing eyes,"

"I approached her, but she didn't seem to recognize me for our short parent - child relationship, she recognized me for my title instead,"

"Indeed, she was only around four - and - a - half when I adopted her, it was not a surprise that she couldn't remember," Lin Yun Shan had only adopted her for a few months before the family landed on a stable job.

"However, during her short stay, she loved the harp. It was sitting in the corner of my music room, so I gave it to her. She was so interested in it. I didn't expect that she would continue playing it even until now, although she deviated to the vocals," His tone held a sense of adoration in it. 


It was all crystal clear now.


The storyline had been patched up.

This work has been merged with my new wsa work, "Sorry, I Never Loved You". You might see arcs from this work be repeated over there.

As a small compensation that the last chapter took so long, I thought: I'll show you alternative ways how the story could have gone.
1. the bloodthirsty hunter:
In the beginning, Jaguar was supposed to be the antagonist of the story. He should have slightly grey skin and be more like Frankenstein's creature. He should be Talon's most brutal killer and be known for drinking the blood of his victims and because of his enormous regeneration he is almost impossible to kill. The real hero should be a bounty hunter, whose family was once killed by Jaguar, right in front of his eyes.
He or she (this was not yet certain) should join Overwatch to find Jaguar and take revenge on him. For this purpose he/she has made a spear of shining blue metal, which blocks his regeneration. In the end the hero, with Tracer's help (the two have come very close in the course of the story), defeats Jaguar by ramming the spear into Jaguar's heart. Jaguar's corpse then disintegrates, leaving only a black skeleton with silver teeth. The hero then decides to stay with Overwatch and with Tracer.


2. the next generation:
Another idea was: Overwatch stormed a secret lab and Tracer found a kid with silver teeth and claws. Overwatch takes care of him and with his curiosity and skills he often causes chaos. 20 years later he is the leader of a new generation of Overwatch agents.


2.5. The voice:
My actual desired candidate for Jaguar's voice was the actor and musician Sascha Rotermund (voice of Benedict Cumberbatch in The Hobbit, Star Trek and the Marvel movies, Jon Hamm, Armie Hammer, Dan Stevens in "Beauty and the Beast" or currently as the voice of Mandalorian in the series. Furthermore many audio books and audio plays.
    
However, he was already the German voice of Baptiste. So someone new had to be found.


3. the special investigator:
One plan was for Jaguar, instead of a pirate, to be a "Special Investigator of the British Kingdom". So someone who would be called in when " strange" things happened. Agents of the secret service found him in the jungle and brought him (after he bit off a commander's hand) to England. Where they trained him (not completely voluntarily) as a special investigator. He was dismissed, however, and spent his time as a bounty hunter, private investigator and adventure. He is supported by an AI called MINA, which is on a microchip transplanted into him. MINA is very childish and rebellious, the two often fight over words. After meeting Overwatch several times, he later joined them.
The idea comes from the German audio play series: "Oscar Wilde and Mycroft Holmes Special Investigator of the Crown" and "Cyberdetective" in which Sascha Rotermund plays the leading role in both.
P. S. Jaguar's story he reads to the agents is the content of Frank Schätzing's novel " Tod und Teufel" (engl. "Death and Devil"). With the difference that the novel is set in Cologne and that not the Queen but the bishop is to be murdered.
The ghost train story is a tribute to the Audible audio play series "Ghostsitter". The first part is now also available in English on Audible. Take the risk to listen to it, it's worth it.


What do you think, would you guys have liked one of the stories better?

A dangerous killer, who was thought to be dead long ago, has emerged from obscurity and calls Overwatch into action. But is he really the real enemy?

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