1 THE AWAKENING

A young man wearing a white waistcoat and black tail-coat and trousers was sitting on a seat in a train holding his head and sweating profoundly. If you pay attention to him, you could hear him murmur

"Painful! How painful! My head hurts so badly!"

Various memories were flashing in his head causing him an abnormal throbbing pain in his head as if someone was stabbing him with a sharp object between his eyebrows and through his temples into his brain.

After what seemed to be an eternity the young man got up off his seat and walked toward the train cabin's washrooms, reaching the washroom he went towards the sink near the end, turning the tap open he started to wash his face, after which he looked at the mirror.

In the mirror he saw a young man with eyes that looked like two pools of blood, his hair was short and raven black, there is only one word to describe his looks that is Handsome.

'Sigh… So, I transmigration to a new world that is similar to the Victorian era… hmm'

'So, to get things straight my name is Dean Watson now and I am the eldest son born out of my father Coil Watson a Baron having an affair with my mother Mari his wife's maid, after giving birth to me my mother Mari passed away due to unforeseeable events. I have a younger half-brother born 1 month after me by his wife Ellie Von Louis, so to not lose the support of his wife's family and father who was a Viscount he promised to his wife's he would make my younger half-brother the successor to his family, when I turned sixteen (16) he gave me 10 Atkinson gold coins and a High-power Magic Train ticket to the capital of the Atkinson kingdom, during the train journey the previous 'Dean Watson' died then I took over his body'

"Sigh… what will I do after reaching the capital," Dean said while wiping his face with a handkerchief he had in his pockets.

"AHHHHH! MURDER!" Dean heard a shriek as he was on his way to his seat.

Dean halts and starts running towards the shriek

"I think the shriek came from this cabin," said Dean while gasping for air.

Before Dean could pry open the cabin door, he felt a strong and firm hand stop him.

"What are you doing here?" asked a man wearing a crisp, dark-blue, tailored uniform with a dark-blue, fine silk hat, bearing a silver nameplate which read 'Inspector William Jones"

"Kid, don't touch the doorknob if you don't what to be implemented in this," said Mr. William as he moves his hand away from Dean's shoulder, then proceeds to put gloves on his hands

"Kid, wait here, while I check inside" he then opens the cabin door and walk-in leaving Dean outside.

Dean hears more footsteps coming towards the cabin, as the footsteps are near he catches a glimpse of two men dressed similarly to Mr. William except that their nameplates were Bronze.

As they reach closer Dean could see their names engraved on their nameplates Constable Jason Welsh and Constable Pat Anderson.

"Jason! Pat! Close the cabin and don't let anyone out or in we have a Murderer at lose"