Prologue

The loner in school, the last one to get picked, Fawad had learned at a young age that the society had already set cliques for people. The judged and they broke, so there was no point in living up to their expectations.He had been abandoned at an old home at a very young age...found himself wondering why a mother with a heart made to love had left him behind in a dark place. He spent his teens being tortured at the shelter place, mocked because of his interest in Great histories and planet studies. So many times, children had punched him enough to cause his teeth to fall out.He was shy, quiet and studious; a perfect combination that attracted so many bitter souls to treat him as a punching bag.

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Chapter 1: Introduction

There had been paintings stolen. A highly functional art museum was now facing extreme security and financial crisis, because 'Dark Fist' had decided to strike again. The police were in bits. This had been going on for so long, and no one knew how to catch this guy. The insult had to be even huger for the police, because like always, the criminal mastermind had left a token...an untraceable card that mocked the police to catch him.All the officers were gathered around the crime scene. The art museum had been so beautiful. It had included abstract paintings, pictures of greenery and unanimated things. It was the most famous in town, and just in one night, all of its pictures had been stolen.The police had arrived at this place in the morning

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Chapter 2: The Case Study

Detective MariaHours went by, and I kept studying his profile. The police hardly knew anything about this guy. Simply the descriptions of the crimes and the notes left by him had been jotted down in the case filed. According to the police, he would mostly steal expensive artefacts, delicate crafts, vases, everything that showed he had an artistic choice.There was also this pattern. After every museum, he would rob a jewellery store. It didn't really make any sense until I had noticed that the jewellery store he would rob would be located near the robbed museum. That showed he moved from place to place....he was choosing to rob one area after another, and now the real question was which area he was going to rob next. Though, I knew he still had

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Chapter 3: The Visit

Detective MariaSooner Kit shop had been completely robbed. The shop's owner was an old man who seemed to no longer have the heart to go back inside his shop. He was crying, sobbing and sniffing, as one police officer sympathetically slapped his back. I had decided to step inside the shop and look around...observe the crime scene carefully. I would prefer observing before taking pictures. The shop was small. It had glass decors and brown wooden cupboards. A tube light was enough to light this place, and there were no backdoors. No getaways.

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Chapter 4: The Beginning

Detective MariaThe next day, I stepped into the chief's office while carrying the white piece of notice in a white bag. I had broken the 'glass' shield to get it. Asmara had welcomed me at the entrance, saying that she had left my coffee cup on my desk. I had smiled in gratitude. Now knocking on the door, I breathed in as Chief Nadia allowed me in. She was talking on her phone, with a load of files placed on her desk. Upon seeing me, a pleasant smile appeared on her face.

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Chapter 5: The First Clue

Detective MariaI was sipping on my cup of coffee, thoughtfully focusing on the mystery. Asmara was sitting on the chair placed beside me. All the police officers were actively moving around the hall, making calls and trying to solve the mystery. I had given four officers to read the books sent to me.Clicking my pen against the desk, I was thinking...trying to make sense of Black Fist's message. 'Only Fools chase after deadly traps'The cooling fan was pleasantly cooling the air around me, the lamp reflecting on my brown wooden desk. I had my feet folded and rested on the legs of my revolving chair. Asmara was studying the note that Black Fist had sent to me. Earlier, one officer had asked me details for what had happened at my place. Many officers had already been sent to search my place for any clues.I had told the truth...the blatant truth and explained that I believed that the Black Fist hadn't left any fin

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All Chapters of The Chronicles of a Super Villain: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Prologue

Chapter 1: Introduction

Chapter 2: The Case Study

Chapter 3: The Visit

Chapter 4: The Beginning

Chapter 5: The First Clue