As members of the oldest beings in the universe, the Watchers saw all.
"There must be a Black God," Dusty mulled, only vaguely aware of the Others, the Watchers that favored humanity's demise.
He'd never understood the Watchers or any of the otherworldly beings Damian or Jule had known pre-Schism.
You'd been protected by other immortal beings called the Watchers until it was time for your fate to unravel.
The oldest beings in the universe, the Watchers were supposed to observe and were forbidden from interfering in human affairs.
What he remembered of the Watchers came from the Schism, when they'd openly hunted and killed Naturals—humans with extraordinary gifts—that they felt were threats to them.
The Watchers thought him lesser, because he'd chosen the mortal world over the immortal one.
The Watcher wanted her dead, and yet, Watchers couldn't always be trusted to tell their true intentions.
He'd never forget his single run-in with one of the Others, a group of Watchers working to destroy the mortal world in favor of an immortal one.
Unlike the Watchers' tell-tale green eyes, the Others had unnatural purple eyes.
If the Watchers and Others both sought this woman, something was very wrong.
He trusted Sofi over the Watchers but couldn't help wishing the damned Oracle had been a bit more specific.
If the Watchers went to Damian, and Damian wanted the Magician dead … she'd be dead.
You know by now about the Watchers and Others?
If the Watchers were once again bringing their battle to earth, it meant the Original Beings imprisoned by the Schism were stirring up old divisions again.
But Watchers played on a different level.
By and large, the Watchers did whatever the hell they wanted.
At more than double both their ages, Jule was as old as the Watchers, exiled to earth after pissing off someone somewhere in the immortal world just before the Schism.
His heart skipped a beat as he realized that the last great Oracle, his mother, appeared just before the Schism, when the Watchers went to war and the universe was almost destroyed.
Didn't think you Watchers liked us lesser beings contacting you.
The Watchers are in town, and they may be dropping by to visit.
True, but it's always been in the Watchers' best interest to ensure humanity perpetuates.
"I thought Watchers had a policy of non-interference," Dustin said in a measured tone.
Watchers rarely cause us harm, but they rarely involve themselves in our business either.
My Original brethren tell me there will be a split soon between the Watchers and the Others.
The hair on the back of Darian's neck rose suddenly, and his newfound ability to track Watchers and Others pinpointed where the Watcher would appear before it did.
He should've felt something, perhaps gratitude, to the man before him.
Watchers had a reputation in the immortal world as being manipulators.
With the memories of a better time drifting through his mind were memories of a war brewing between Others and Watchers that ultimately ended in the Schism, the severing of the mortal and immortal worlds.
Among the watchers at Charlestown was a brave young man named Paul Revere.