Marcus: "I need intel. Where is Kane hiding now?"Agent Hall: "We’ve got reports from all over. He’s been seen in three different countries, but none of it confirms his actual location. It’s like he’s everywhere and nowhere."Marcus clenched his fists. "He always was one step ahead. But he’ll slip. They always do."Jackson, loading his rifle, looked at Marcus. "So, what’s the plan? Wait for him to make his move, or do we go hunting?"Marcus gave him a hardened look. "We don’t wait. We take the fight to him. Gather the team. We hit his last known safe house. If he’s there, we take him down. If not, we make sure he knows we’re coming."Agent Hall nodded. "Got it. I'll have the team ready in 20 minutes."Marcus paced. "Make it 10. Kane won’t wait. Neither will we."Ten minutes later, the team gathered at the helicopter. The rotors were spinning, the wind howling around them.Jackson yelled over the noise, "You think Kane knows we’re coming?"Marcus strapped in. "He’s always known. But th
The lights flickered out, leaving Marcus and his team in pitch-black darkness. Alarms wailed in the distance, and the air was thick with tension.Jackson, panting: "What just happened? Did we stop the virus?"Marcus, eyes scanning the dark room: "No… this isn’t over. Kane had something else planned."Agent Hall, frantically tapping his scanner: "System’s completely down. No power, no network. It’s like the whole base went offline."Marcus clenched his jaw. "That’s exactly what he wanted."Suddenly, a low rumble echoed through the walls.Jackson, nervously: "What the hell is that?"Marcus, adrenaline kicking in: "Move! Everyone, get out now!"They sprinted down the narrow corridor, the ground shaking beneath their feet. Behind them, the sound of metal grinding against metal grew louder.Agent Hall, shouting over the noise: "Something’s collapsing!"Marcus pushed ahead, leading the team. "It’s not the base! Kane’s activated something—some kind of weapon!"Jackson glanced over his should
l[Scene opens with an isolated location—rain drizzling on a secluded cabin in the woods.]Sophie Reed: (Looking at an old photo of Marcus) "If only you were still here, Marcus... Things would have been different."Her voice cracks as she pours another glass of wine. The sound of raindrops against the window fills the silence.Harris: (Entering the room quietly) "You're thinking about him again, aren't you?"Sophie: (Wipes away a tear quickly, feigning strength) "No. I’ve moved on."Harris:(Chuckles sarcastically) "Moved on? You’ve been living like a ghost, Sophie. It’s been five years."Sophie:"Five years since I ruined everything, you mean."Harris:"You didn’t ruin anything. You just made choices. We both did."Sophie:(Bitterly) "Choices that led to his death."She swirls the wine in her glass, eyes distant.Harris:"He died a hero, Sophie. The world remembers him that way. You can't keep torturing yourself."Sophie: "And what if I told you... I don’t think he’s dead?"Harris freezes,
The scene opens in Sophie’s living room. She paces, her nerves on edge, the letter from Marcus clutched tightly in her hand. The door slams open, and Harris strides in, his face hardened with worry and frustration.Harris: “I came as fast as I could. Where’s the letter?”Sophie hands him the letter, eyes wide with disbelief. Harris scans the paper, his expression unreadable. Slowly, he lowers it.Harris: “This is insane. It’s a hoax, Sophie. Someone is playing with your mind.”Sophie: “But what if it’s not? What if Marcus is really alive?”Harris crumples the letter in his fist, stepping closer to Sophie, his tone growing darker.Harris: “Listen to me. You can’t fall into this trap. Marcus is dead. We watched him die. You need to move on.”Sophie: (voice shaking) “But the handwriting… it’s his.”Harris: “People forge things all the time! This is someone trying to mess with you.”Sophie pulls away, retreating to the corner of the room, her hands trembling.Sophie: “I just… I don’t know
Marcus led his team through the labyrinth of corridors, his senses heightened as he relied on Fidelity’s hacking skills to disable the intricate security systems. Hendricks, ever vigilant, moved silently behind, his sharpshooting skills eliminating any threats from afar. Maximo's expertise in on-ground intelligence was crucial, helping them navigate the base’s treacherous interior pressure sensitive floors, laser tripwires, and hidden traps designed to catch intruders off guard.“Fidelity, can you get us through that next door?” Marcus whispered, his voice barely audible over the soft hum of the base’s internal machinery.Fidelity's fingers flew over her portable hacking device, her brow furrowed with concentration. "Give me a second... there. Done. Security’s down."The door hissed open, revealing a dimly lit corridor ahead. Marcus signaled his team forward. They moved silently, their footsteps barely making a sound on the cold metallic floor. The tension was palpable, the air thick
The team advanced cautiously, nearing the core of the base where the bioweapon was stored. The air was thick with tension, each of them feeling the weight of their mission. As they turned the final corner, Marcus raised his fist to signal the others to halt. Just ahead, through the dim haze of the corridor, a group of heavily armed enemy soldiers stood at the ready, their sleek armor gleaming under the dim lights. These weren't just ordinary soldiers; they were elite. Their weapons were far more advanced, their helmets displaying holographic interfaces.Hendricks, always the first to speak, let out a low whistle. “Those guys look like they’re not here for small talk.”“They're not,” Marcus muttered, assessing the situation. “We need a new plan.”“I'm guessing diplomacy isn't an option?” Maximo quipped, tightening his grip on his rifle.Fidelity's fingers tapped nervously against her device. “Their armor’s impenetrable to standard rounds. We can’t just shoot our way through this.”“The
The roar of the bioweapon's activation filled the chamber, vibrating through every surface. The blinding light emanating from its core began to spread, illuminating the room in a suffocating, eerie glow. Marcus felt his heart pounding against his chest as the realization sank in — they had mere seconds before it would annihilate everything in its path.“Marcus!” Fidelity’s voice pierced the chaos, her face pale with terror. “We need to get out, now!”Marcus’s mind raced. The doors were sealed, and there was no visible exit. He glanced at the glowing bioweapon, then back at his team. They were trapped. But Marcus wasn’t one to surrender, not without a fight.“There’s always a way out,” Marcus growled under his breath. He turned to Hendricks. “Give me a sit-rep on the door. Can we blast through it?”Hendricks shook his head, already assessing the situation. “Not with what we’ve got. Those doors are reinforced with military-grade steel. Even a full charge would barely scratch it.”Maximo
Trask stood before them, arms crossed, his smile mocking. His dark eyes gleamed with the satisfaction of a predator cornering its prey. Behind him, more armed guards filtered into the room, weapons drawn and aimed directly at Marcus and his team.Marcus stepped forward, keeping his body between Trask and his team, his fists clenched, ready for whatever came next.“You’ve gone through a lot of trouble, Trask,” Marcus said, his voice low and dangerous. “But it ends here. Call off your men and let us walk, or I’ll make you regret it.”Trask chuckled, shaking his head. “Still full of that stubborn pride, aren’t you? You honestly think you can intimidate me?” His grin widened. “I own this place. I own you.”“We’ll see about that,” Marcus growled.Fidelity stepped forward, her voice trembling with anger. “We know what you’ve done, Trask. The bioweapon, the experiments—you won’t get away with it. The world will know.”Trask’s smile faded slightly, but his composure remained. “You won’t live