Showing results for "The Enforcer" in Supernatural

The phone rang, and like a fool I answered. Mistake number one. Then I agreed to do a job for the Hidden Council. Definitely mistake number two. Now I've lost count of my bad choices, same as I have the bodies, as they're piling up faster than a troll after free chalk. As I get to grips with this new magic I've been gifted, the city remains under a spell of violence, and it's down to yours truly to deal with it. But I'm a noob at this job, ill-prepared and with my own personal demons to fight.

The City of Austin stands on the edge of magical catastrophe, and Special Agent Izzie Berens is racing against the clock. The Arcane Syndicate has made its move, and the vengeful witch who has haunted Izzie's past is back—this time for a final, devastating assault. As the magical population teeters on the brink of chaos, Izzie and Rafe must rally their allies, each of them armed with deadly power and dangerous secrets.

When a daring magical heist recovers a mysterious magical box that threatens the entire city, Izzie rushes to track down the thieves. Nobody seems to know what was stolen, but they all know it's dangerous. As Izzie and Rafe chase every lead, they uncover the crime is linked to a dark conspiracy motivated by far more than petty greed, forcing Izzie to confront not just the present threat, but a dark part of her past.

When a routine jewel theft leads to an unexpected confrontation on a rooftop, Paranormal Defense Agent Izzie Berens thinks she's wrapping up a standard case. But when the suspect—a winged Arpak—hurls a magical artifact at her before collapsing, it sets off a chain reaction that exposes something far more sinister lurking beneath Austin's magical underworld.

When a series of violent attacks shakes Austin's magical district, Paranormal Defense Agent Izzie Berens and her partner, Rafe, are called in to investigate. The evidence points to a rogue shapeshifter—one with the terrifying ability to mimic anyone it touches. As the body count rises and the city teeters on the brink of chaos, Izzie and Rafe uncover a chilling conspiracy: someone is using dark magic to destabilize the fragile balance between humans and magical beings.

I'd had it with magic. Me and it were no longer friends. Five years I'd been clean for, not even a taste of the good stuff. No longer a space cadet. Life was quiet, life was good. Life was as boring as a conference on boring hosted by Professor Boring. So, I have to admit, that when I got drawn back into the Hidden world I wasn't as reluctant as I made out. What I wasn't expecting was having to deal with a dragon holding the dwarves' gold hostage, accidentally unleashing a maniac on the city, and fighting for my life as everything goes into free fall.

I'd had less than a week to recover from an incident that left me half-dead. My body was battered and bruised in ways I can't even begin to describe. Dark magic use had consumed me, spat me out a husk of a man. I was little more than flesh and bone, weary to my very soul. So, of course, there was a knock at the door. My smile faded, happy face turning to tears, as Kate - a gorgeous vampire and the woman I lust over at every available opportunity - told me the news. Dark magic came to me as my eyes snapped to black and my tattoos felt fit to burst with energy.

I watched in horror as dark magic sprang from my hand faster than an imp after your socks. I didn't know my name, let alone that I had such power. The man was dead. I panicked. I ran. How was I to know I was a dark magic enforcer, tasked with keeping magic hidden from the world? Yeah, total noob move, I know. But my memory is returning, and the Hidden have given me 24 hours to make amends. Cover it up. Finish the job I was given, or else. Failure isn't an option.

I'd been gone for a year, incarcerated in a hidden prison. The verdict was guilty; the punishment, death. Invoking the Law, I've got my freedom until my sentence is carried out. Three days, then I'm history. Gone, not even a memory. Wiped from the collective consciousness of those that knew, even loved me. Magic drives me on as I try to right so many wrongs committed in the name of justice.

Take one wizard - that's me - add a hot female vampire, give them a nice place in the country and what do you get? Paradise. Heaven on earth. So, of course, someone decided to go spoil it. No, it wasn't me, not this time. The Hidden world is in chaos, and apparently I'm the one that's supposed to deal with it! Smart trolls, even smarter vampires - and not the nice ones like Kate - witches on the rampage, inebriated gremlins, and imps intent on causing nuclear Armageddon, they have all combined to ruin my perfect life.

The zombie venom entered my bloodstream, the Council HQ was ready to blow, and I was tapped out of magic. With the hunger already on me, wyrmlings closing in, and my body shutting down, I was almost defeated. But where there's life, there's hope. I had a family, I had friends, and I had the chance at a future. All I had to do was find a cure before I became one of the undead, destroy the maniacs after me and my boss, and life would be peachy, right? Wrong.

Guess what? I got married! One dark magic enforcer and his hot vampire wife are swapping the madness of this hidden life for a week's honeymoon in Paris. Here's the plan: Lots of sexy times, some fine dining, and a little sightseeing. No beasties, no wizards, no witches, no zombies, no work. Just us. What could possibly go wrong?

A hundred years I've waited for this, my chance for revenge. To confront and kill the person who murdered my parents and caused such unbearable heartache. Tokyo has other ideas. As neon burns my retinas, and bizarre, utterly foreign Hidden try to thwart me at every turn, I lose control. Obsessed, single-minded, and utterly deranged, I sink deeper and deeper into a desperate madness as I chase across the megalopolis seeking vengeance. I'm not called Black Spark for nothing, and my nemesis is going to pay for her crimes.