"You got some death wish!" Deshed said in an angry tone. "Do you have any idea who I am? I made you!"

"A dead man if you don't pull over," Agent X said with a cold distant tone, gripping his steering wheel, holding back the urge to shoot him without putting Casey in danger. "I don't have any problems clipping you. If I were you, I would reconsider your position. You can die fast or die slow and painfully. And, if anything happens to Casey, you won't have enough men to protect you."

Agent L took the cell phone from Deshed. "We still have a score to settle, brother!"

"Let's face facts, Agent L, you can never beat me, not even on your good days and you always be second best," Agent X said, rubbing it in.

"When I get my hands on you, I'll show who is better!" Agent L, said in an angry tone. "I will kill you!"

"That's if you can," Agent X said to add salt to injury.

Deshed took the phone back."You are just one man, Agent X. Like I said before, the agency is everywhere. Did you really think that you were the only one I created, Agent X. You were just a prototype, an end to a means. And as such, can be replaced. Farwell, Agent X."

Deshed drove off escaping with Casey as five cars in the middle of the road picked up speed behind Agent X and one of them opened fire. Agent X ducked his head down from his steering wheel, while aiming his gun firing back.

Agent X clamped down his teeth, swirling to the side."It's not over, Deshed, I will hunt you down!"

Agent X drove faster trying to evade his attackers. He saw the bridge up ahead as an idea popped in his head. The strategy was to lure his would-be trained killers into a trap. Agent X meshed down hard on the accelerator, making a wide curve in the left line while heading straight for a narrow drawbridge that opened up. More gunfire was exchanged adding more holes to the car. Agent took a breath, as he turned the steering wheel in quick motion. He attempted to fire back his gun, realizing the gun was empty. His enemies drove in closer as Agent X kept on driving forward. He pushed one car to the side, causing a massive collision with two other vehicles. One car rammed Agent X's back bumper that made his body jerked from the impact.

The gravity of his situation got worse and the two other cars were still on Agent X's tail. A car bumped into Agent X's back bumper, denting it beyond recognition. The Path was clear and Agent X had one shot of pulling off his improvised plan. As the drawbridge moved into an upward trajectory, Agent X floored the car fast into the áir, reaching the other end of the bridge without falling deep in the waters. When the other vehicle tried their best to emulate Agent X's move, it fell deep into the waters and other cars stopped feeling the jaws of defeat.

Agent X sighed, knowing that he escaped that dangerous situation. His main objective was to save Casey and to end Deshed and the shadow Raven agency. But first, he had to find supplies to carry out his mission and a new set of wheels. About 10 miles away Agent X stopped at a gun shop. He got out of the car and walked toward the entrance. A bell alarm went off when Agent X pushed the glass door forward. Walking in the aisle, seeing M16, pistols, and semi-automatic guns plastered on the wall. The room smelled of stale smoke from cigarettes. Agent X noticed the small white camera that was in the far left hand corner of the aisle.

Agent X approached the desk of a middle-aged man with a gray and black beard with callous hands, chewing gum, and looking through a magazine on different rifles. He looked at Agent X.

"What can I do for you?" The gun dealer asked, closing up his magazine.

Agent X gazed at the black Glock and the M9 Beretta encased in a glass table. He pondered for a moment, deciding on what to go far. "How much is the Glock going for?"

"Eighty-five bucks?"

The gun dealer nodded his head.

"I would like to check it out."

The gun dealer got his key to open the case. He slid the glass open, pulling out the Glock to be inspected by Agent X. Agent X picked it up and felt the light weight of the weapon as he pointed the empty gun to the wall, testing it's boundaries. "I'll take it."

"I'm gonna need to see some ID," the gun dealer said, scratching his head.

"I don't have none on me," Agent X said.

"I can't sell you the gun without one. It is company policy and we do background checks here," the gun dealer said. "Last week we had a random school shooting. Five students and ten school teachers were shot by someone firing a M16 in the hallways."

"That is unfortunate. I will be on my way then," Agent X said.

When Agent X walked down the aisle, two men entered the gun shop wearing dark ski masks. One was loaded with a shotgun and the other had a handgun. Something told Agent X that the two robbers were after a big score in guns.

"Hands up, '' the first robber said, holding the shotgun at Agent X.

"You are making a big mistake," Agent X said.

"Get on your knees," the robber said.

Agent X gazed at the gun owner. "You picked the wrong place to rob."

"Yeah, why is that?" The robber asked.

"Because you will be dead in less than two minutes," Agent X said with a straight emotionless face.

"And how are you gonna pull that off?"

Before he said another word, Agent X knocked the shotgun out of the robber's hand and began to stab him in the chest, repeating the same jab back and forth motion until he went down, covering his mouth to silence him. He dragged his body away that was staining the isle white floor with crimson red blood.

The second robber dropped a black empty bag on the glass table in front of the gun dealer, pointing his hand gun at him. "Open up the register, old man!"

The gun dealer moved his free hand underneath the table reaching for the button to trigger the alarm. He hesitated when the rubber got nervous looking back at his other cohort, wondering what was taking so long to get the guns.

"Pete, hurry up with the guns!" Pete, do you hear me?"

"Don't try anything stupid, old man- I wasn't born yesterday. I blow your brains out, "one robber said. "Now get that register open and start filling up the bag."

Agent X stormed forward in the corner, which made the robber turn around disturbed. There was a sudden noise of cans being thrown on the floor into the next empty aisle.

"Pete, stop messing around and get the guns already," one Robber said as he shook his hands holding the gun. "Get down on the floor, old man, do it!"

The gun dealer got on all four knees on the floor not budging an inch; he complied with his wishes, thinking of surviving the night. "You don't have to do this!"

"Shut your mouth! "Say something again, old man, I dare you. Pete, where the hell are you? We got to go. Pete?"

Agent X stepped fourth in the middle of the aisle and shot the robber in the lower back with a shotgun. The robber screamed in pain. Agent X stood over the robber moaning and cursing up a storm. He shot him in the head execution style as blood splattered all in the corner of the floor. He went to check on the gun dealer, who was shaking in the corner in fear.

"You can get up from the floor, they are dead," Agent X said as he recoiled the shotgun shell, hitting the floor.

"You saved my life. Thank you, I don't know how to repay you, " the gun dealer said.

"Oh, I think I know how you can repay me," Agent X said as he winked at the gun dealer.

"Okay, you can have the Glock. You were never here," the gun dealer said.

"A pleasure doing business," Agent X said walking through the door as the alarm bell went off.

Agent X took one of the keys off one of the deceased robbers when the gun dealer got the magazine bullets and glock ready for the veteran killer.

"I have to know? Are you a soldier?" The gun dealer asked, narrowing his eyes. "The way you handle those guys."

"If I told you, I would have to kill you too," Agent X said in a serious tone.

Agent cracked a smile as the gun dealer had the look of fear in his eyes. "I'm kidding. To tell you the truth, I don't remember who I really am. But, I do have a set of skills that was taught to me. You guess it is just as good as mine. I will be leaving now. Have a good night."

As Agent X used the car fob to find the robbers car, he heard the sound of a black Parius. He got in the car and took off from the parking lot. Agent X had one singular thought, finding Casey and dismantling Deshed and his warped organization in that particular order. With the right fire power, and sheer determination, he can carry out his mission.