Water drops hit Agent X's head as he woke up dazed in metal shackles from the wrist and ankles chained to a brick wall. There was a clicking sound as a door opened in his cell. Agent X lifted his head to see who it was. The shifty brown eyes, bold head, well dressed black suit, and devil grin was a dead give away. Two other agents walked in with him.

Agent X struggled against the chains with his wrist. "Well, looks like hell finally froze over."

Deshed punched him in the stomach. Agent X struggled with his breath. "I'm gonna make you suffer first." He gritted his teeth.

"Where's Casey?"

"I wouldn't worry about her."Deshed punched Agent X in the face, droplets of blood splashed on the concrete floor. "I am just getting started."

Agent X spat blood on the ground. "Is that all you got, old man?" I know your mother can hit harder than you." 

Deshed pulled Agent X's head up. "You are one tough kid. I know you have been trained to withstand high levels of pain but even you have limits."

"Why don't you remove these chains and I can show what my limits are?" Agent X glared at him tightening his fist. "Or are you too yellow to hide between you goons and afraid to get your hands dirty."

"It's too bad you will never get the chance to know your past. Sad really. This whole project, creating you, was a means to create a new breed of assassins. Obedient, fearless, weapons at my disposal. But, I have to say, I couldn't have done it without your help. My dream wouldn't be realized now that you played a central role in my ascending to leadership of the Raven Agency. Your little disruption bumped me up in the ranks. Tonight we will harvest your organs for study to recreate Project Dark Descent to mass produce a serum. Your contribution won't be forgotten." Deshed removed his coat and gave it to one of the Agents.

"Contribution, please who wants to follow a clown like you." Agent X pulled against the chain. "Yet, you believe in your own lies. You are delusional of grandeur is outstanding."

One agent rolled out a tray of tools for torture from knives to pliers. Deshed hands slid down the items on the table. "This will do fine." He picked up a set of black pliers.

"And what you gonna do with that. You must have a dark fetish?"

"Oh, I got some ideas. Hold his hands out." Two agents held Agent X's hands.

Agent X struggled. "You know I can heal. What's the point?"

Deshed smiled with an evil grin. "While you were resting, we gave you some drugs to suppress your healing for at least a couple of hours."

Agent X grew quiet.

"What's the matter? No clever comeback? I've always imaged you would say something colorful. I want you to suffer for screwing me over with the batched Zala drugs production." Deshed took Agent X index finger and began to pull off his finger nail. Blood flowed out from his wound. Agent X screamed in pain. 

Deshed waisted no time and pulled the nail off his middle finger. Agent X bit his lip down.

Deshed eyes widen with excitement. "Oh, I am enjoying this. Hold him steady!" 

The alarm went off in the room. Gunfire echoed in the hallway as Deshed's men were picked off with head and chest shots.

"What the hell is going on?" Deshed asked.

Agent X leaned his head close enough and bit off Deshed's ear and spit it out. Deshed stood back, groaning in pain as he clutched on to his wound when blood seeping through his fingers.

Two agents with Deshed drew out their weapons hands shaking and leaning close to the door. One of them opened the door and pointed his gun in darkness as he walked through the opening. In mere seconds, the agent received a head shot as he went down like a bag of cement. A pool of blood spread on the floor. The second agent went through the same opening, pointing his gun side to side, as he was panting. Sweat pouring down his face. 

A cold metallic gun pressed against the back of the Agent's head. "Drop your gun. Do it!"

The Agent dropped the gun and closed his eyes. The Man clubbed the Agent in the back of the head as he went down. 

Deshed stood still seeing a man in the mask came out walking forward aiming his gun at Deshed.

"Who the hell are you?" Deshed asked holding his eye.

The man in the masked fired two shots at Deshed's chest and stomach. He went down on the floor, griping in pain. He opened his bullet proof vest, feeling the sting of the bullet as he pulled the hot bullets out.

The Man in the mask lifted the gun to Deshed head. Out of nowhere, Agent T ran in and shot the masked man's hand. The man in the Mask flipped over the table picking up a knife. He used the table as a shield deflecting the bullets while charging at Agent T, knocking the gun out of his hand. 

The man in the masked did a slide flip kick at Agent T's face. He slashed the knife at Agent T. Agent T dodged it getting a slash to the chest and hand as he stood back. Agent T took off his leather belt and held it up. 

Agent T and the masked intruder engaged in hand to hand combat. The masked man countered Agent T and landed punches and kicks to Agent chest and face. Agent T glared at his assailant in anger, head butted and picked up his body and slammed him hard on the floor, kicking the Masked man in the ribs.

"Who sent you?" Agent T asked kicking the masked man hard in the ribs again.

"You won't talk huh? Got him in chains I will make him talk."Deshed picked up a knife.

Agent T got up the Masked man. The Masked took a Agent T's gun and shot himself in the head as he went down on the floor.

"I guess he won't be saying anything." Agent X dislocated his thumb on his left hand.

Deshed walked closer and Agent X latched hold of his neck and squeezed hard. Agent T pointed a gun at Agent X.

"Now, brother why don't you be so kind and release the rest of my restraints and call it a night. I won't kill you and you won't kill me." Agent X tightened his hold on Deshed's neck.

"Shot him Agent T." Deshed tried to pull away.

Agent X glared at Agent T. "I will snap his neck. Now, release my restraints."

"What are you waiting for? Shoot him," Deshed commanded.

"You won't get far." Agent T released the other shackle.

"I will be the judge of that." Agent X dragged Deshed out of the room, pointing the gun at Agent T. He kicked the door shut and fired his gun on the biometric keypad, locking Agent T from the inside.

Agent T banged on the door."You won't get away X. We will find you."

"I'll be sure to send you a post card." Agent X pushed Deshed forward. "Walk."

Out the hallway was full of bodies. Blood painted the floor and walls. Agent X reached the exit door. He pushed Deshed on the steps. "Get up!"

"This won't change your fate what do you hope to accomplish?" Deshed
asked.

Agent X picked him up off the floor. "The truth."

Deshed laughed. "You are a fool. You think knowing the truth will change anything. Some secrets are best kept buried."

"Well, you and me are a taking a road trip."Agent X opened a door leading to the parking lot. "Give me your keys."

Deshed gave Agent X his key fob."Whatever you are planning. It won't work." Deshed held his hand walking past a row of cars.

"Shut up!"Agent X pressed the key fob. He heard the sound of one car on the far end. 

Agent X approached the car and pressed the key to unlock the truck. "Get in."

Deshed got in the trunk, looking up at Agent X. "Agents will come looking for me and when they do."

Agent X slammed the trunk door."Let them come."

Agent X got inside the car and reversed it. He turned the wheel and took off, entering the main road. Agent X reached for the radio and started to play some music. The music he heard wasn't to his taste since it was Jazz. Agent X turned the station to Hip Hop and Rap, listening to Tupac song "California Love" and put it on full blast to annoy Deshed in the trunk as he was bubbing his hand, getting involved with the music.

"Yeah, this is my song." Agent X rolled down the window, feeling the wind hit his face as he made a right turn into another lane. "Something tells me this road trip will be worth it."

A cell phone rang in Deshed car with an unknown number. Agent X answered it. "Hello."

"Agent X, I finally get to talk to you."

"Who is this?"

"Your biggest fan."

The call ended.