Somewhere in a secluded studio complex, Deshed was running out of patience with Agent L and his failures. He had his most trusted asset Agent Q to hack in the computer database on leads to find Agent X searching every digital trail of the dark web. On the corner of the room, Casey was on a wooden chair, tied up with rope, and gray duct tape bound to her lips. Her eyes lit up at the mention of Agent X as she mumbled and gazed at them. 

Deshed leaned in on with his clammy hands over Agent Q's top of her chair. "Did you find Agent X?" 

Agent Q browsed the computer screen database. "Not yet, Sir." She pulled away from the monitor and flustered.

Deshed banged his fist on the table while his face became cold and distant."Agent X has cost me everything. We can't have him ruin our plan to take down our intended targets. The Zala drugs shipment has to be protected at all costs. Do you understand, Agent S?" 

Agent S looked at Deshed's eyes. "I know what needs to be done."

Deshed patted Agent S on the shoulder. "Good, I know I can count on you."

"Yes, boss, I will find him and kill him," Agent S said, getting his silencer piece attached to his gun ready. "It is time to remove him off the board once and for all. It would be my honor to carry out the kill."

"You can't be serious? You're sending him?" Agent L asked in a condescending tone walking in on them. "Send me back out there. I won't let you down again."

"You had your choice, Agent L, now Agent X is fair game," Agent S said with a half smirk on his face. "Why don't you run along and let the experts handle this?"

Agent L's eyes burned with fury from that last statement. "He is mine to kill, not yours!"

"Enough, Agent L! Go and watch over the girl," Deshed said with an authoritative tone. 

Agent L and Agent S locked eyes waiting for the other to make a move.

Agent S gave off a smug look. "Don't worry, boss,  Agent X will be as good as dead."

Agent L pointed his finger and gritted his teeth at Agent S. "I will deal with you later."

"I'll be waiting," Agent S said with a wide grin. "You know where to find me."

Agent L sighed wrinkling his nose and his eyebrows furrowed, walking toward Casey. He watched as she squirmed in her chair, closing the door into the room.

"Sir, I got something," Agent Q said, revealing an image feed of Agent X's last whereabouts on the computer monitor. 

Deshed and Agent S paced over to Agent Q, glazing at the monitor. The image revealed Agent X leaving from a hotel. A devious grin spread over Deshed's face. 

Deshed leaned on hands on Q's chair with a joyful smile. "Excellent work, Q send Agent S, you are up. Bring me Agent X's head."

"With pleasure, boss," Agent S said, picking up the gun off the table walking out of the room.

"Finally, I will be rid of you, Agent X. You will be erased and my plans will be carried out," Deshed said, reaching  a whiskey bottle on top shelf, pouring himself a glass. He lifted the glass to drink it.

Agent Q was typing on her laptop. "What if the plan goes south?"

Deshed turned to Q. ''He will come for the girl, we can use her as bait to draw him out. There's always a plan B, Q. If he cares for her, he will come to us. That's when we got him.''

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The sky was pitch black. Agent X used one of the dead agents' cell phone GPS and was able to triangulate three possible locations where Deshed could be holding Casey. The cold air felt like needles pressing on his face as he drove on the main road. His brown eyes were laser sharp. He didn't care how long it took to find Casey.

As he was speeding, Sirens were heard behind and flashing blue and reds shined behind him as he was forced to pull over. He sighed seeing a State Trooper exiting the vehicle. He hid his gun.

Agent X rolled down the window.  "Good evening."

"I need to see your License," a male State Trooper said flashing his flashlight, looking at the backseat.

"Of course," Agent X said, reaching for his wallet and handing him his fake ID. 

"Where were you coming from?"

"I was just getting off from work and just found out my partner was having our baby at the Hospital," Agent X said. 

The State Trooper gave back the license to Agent X. "Okay, I will let you off with a warning. You may go."

Agent X smiled. "Thanks, officer."

The State Trooper got back into his vehicle and took off. Agent X drove off the right shoulder back on the road. He thought the first place to check out was a large building 15 miles away. He had hoped Casey was safe. His eyes lit with fury, his mind focused. It didn't matter how many people Deshed had under his thumb. Agent X was going through them one way or another. No stone was gonna be left unturned for the skilled assassin. 

Agent X made a phone. The phone kept ringing. Until Deshed answered.

"Hello," Deshed said, gripping the cell phone.

"I will bury your army," Agent X said.

"Well, Agent X, I wasn't expecting you to call."

"Is Casey alive? If she is harmed in any way, you will suffer."

"She is alive for now. Unless?"

"Unless what?"

"Unless you surrender your life for hers.  Are you willing to die for one girl?"

"You have a lot more to lose than me. Your shadow organization. The people you use to train to be your puppets. I think we both know what you fear the most. What if somehow a dark secret with Project Dark Descent is exposed to the media? That would make for an interesting headline. Your greed and need for power will be your undoing. When this night is done, when the dust settles, you're gonna wish you were dead."

Deshed clenched his teeth."Such idle threats. I'm calling your bluff."

Agent X made a turn on the road."I don't bluff and I don't blink. If I were you, I would quit while you're ahead."

"I still have the girl."

"Not for long." Agent X ended the call.

Deshed whip's the sweat off his face. "He's here. I need armed men at the front Now!"

A car floored toward the building. Guards ran out and opened fire on the car as it crashed against the front door with the car honking. One of the guards approached the car door and saw it was empty. Five shots were fired taking out the guard one by one as they dropped to the ground. Agent X paced forward entering the building. Someone from the corner came at Agent X with a knife. He countered the attacker and punched him in the face and breaking his nose and arm before turning the blade on him as the blade penetrated the attackers chest falling to the floor. Agent X continued his stroll down the hall of the hollowed concert floor. One guard came with Agent X with a flying kick. Agent X blocked the double kick, stepping back gazing at his attacker. Agent S walked into the room observing Agent X's fight pointing his silencer.

Agent S aimed his silencer at Agent X's head. "I got you in my sights."

Agent S fired his gun, missing Agent X's head as he moved to the side. For a split second, Agent X caught on as he kicked the guard in front him as he rolled out of the range of sight hiding behind a barrel. Agent S fired his gun killing the guard in the process.

Agent X fired his gun back at Agent S. "Agent S, I was wondering when you will show your ugly mug.  Let me guess? Deshed got bored and sent you to kill me?"

Agent S fired his silencer. "Yeah, something like that." 

"Well, I hate to keep you waiting," Agent X said as he kept on moving.

Agent S paced slow in the room, checking each corner of the room. "I promised the boss to deliver your head."

"Sorry, to disappoint but that's not happening," Agent X said, cocking his gun. 

Agent X got the drop on Agent S from behind as he held the gun to his head.  "Drop your weapon. "

Agent S dropped his gun. "You won't get out of this alive."

"Where will  I find Deshed?" Agent X asked.

"You can go to hell," Agent S said as he spun to the side from gunfire, pushing Agent X into another room banging his hand to drop the gun. 

Agent X took a punch to the face as he flipped Agent S on the floor. He got on top of him, locking his legs, and began delivering heavy blows. Agent S reversed his position punching his face. He put his hands on Agent X's throat, gasping for air. 

"Now you die, Agent X," Agent S said, clamping down on his neck.  

"Not today!" Agent X said reaching for a round object, bashing Agent S on the side of the head with it. 

Agent X staggered to his feet glancing down at Agent S. "I  am just getting warmed up."