All Chapters of I AM Kaelor Thane: The God Of War: Chapter 111
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Russell's Return
Thane POVThe whole White House felt too quiet. Not peaceful, just wrong. Too much had happened in the last twenty‑four hours, and every part of me expected another strike. Even the air carried tension, the kind that makes you listen twice before breathing.I had barely stepped into the Situation Room when Martins rushed toward me.“Mr. President, a new video just dropped online,” he said, voice tight.I stopped. “Who’s responsible?”Martins swallowed. “Russell.”For a second, everything inside me froze, just like it always did when that man’s name came up. Russell, the shadow the world thought was dead. Russell, the crime lord with enough blood on his hands to drown a country. Viktor’s father. Damien’s mentor. And the invisible puppeteer behind every attack aimed at my family.“Play it,” I said.The screens around the room lit up. And there he was.Russell.Alive. Calm. Dressed in a dark suit as if he were announcing a corporate merger instead of war. His silver hair brushed back nea
The Pentagon Siege
Thane POVThose words still burned in my mind. The video from Russell, the sight of my family tied and terrified, the masked Phantom Serpent whispering threats—it all merged into one sharp edge of anger and focus. I was ready to move, ready to strike, ready to make them pay. But first, another alarm screamed across my secure line.“Sir,” Martins’ voice came over the comms, low and urgent, “we’ve got a breach. The Pentagon. Multiple masked soldiers. They’re inside. Armed. And… sir… they’re heading straight for the nuclear launch data.”I froze only for a fraction of a second. The Pentagon? How? Every entrance is reinforced. Every security system monitored. And yet, someone—someone trained, skilled—had bypassed it all. My gut told me immediately: Russell. It had to be him. Or his best men.“Get me full surveillance,” I barked, already moving. “Show me every camera feed.”The screens flickered to life. Shadows moved in corridors with lethal precision. Five soldiers. Masked, armored, carr
Calvin and Forger Discover a Secret
Forger and Calvin POVCalvin peeked over the edge of the bunk they had been forced to sleep on. Forger sat cross-legged on the floor, fidgeting with the ropes that bound his wrists.We had been here for hours—maybe even a full day. The dim light barely lit the corners of the room. No one had come to check on us since the masked men who captured us left the last time. The only sounds were the muffled voices of the guards outside, their footsteps echoing on the stone floor.Calvin leaned closer to the door, whispering. “Do you hear that?”I tilted my head. “Yeah… they’re talking about someone named… Russell. And something about a plan.”Calvin’s eyes widened. “Russell? That’s the man Dad warned us about. The one who… who…” His voice trailed off. He swallowed hard.I clenched my fists. “He’s the one who took us. He’s the reason Dad’s been on edge. He’s dangerous. But maybe… maybe we can use this.”Calvin nodded. “We have to help Dad. We can’t just sit here. We need a way to fight back.”
The Map Of Death
Thane POVThe White House war room was silent except for the faint hum of computers and the occasional shuffle of papers. My eyes were locked on the map Calvin had sent through the USB. The screen glowed ominously, the layout of the facility spreading across it like the veins of some monstrous beast.I traced the tunnels with my finger. Each corridor, each hidden entrance, each underground chamber was marked clearly. Hundreds of men. Armed. Alert. Waiting. Waiting for the moment to strike.“Hundreds,” I muttered, voice low, deadly. “Viktor didn’t just take my family. He’s building an army underground. And it’s hidden right beneath one of our old military prisons.”Martins, standing beside me, shifted uneasily. “Sir… this is bad. Really bad. Hundreds of men underground? If they’re trained… if they have weapons caches…”“I know,” I said sharply, my jaw tightening. “I’ve seen what Viktor can do. And now… he has the advantage. But he won’t for long.”I pulled the map closer. There were tu
Betrayal From Within
Thane POV Thane barely slept after studying the map Calvin found. His mind kept replaying every detail—the long tunnels, the hidden chambers, the supply routes, the underground exits that stretched miles beneath the abandoned military prison. Whoever built that underground network wasn’t just preparing for an attack. They were preparing for a war. A long one. A silent one. A war meant to drag the United States into chaos until people begged on their knees for mercy.He stood in the Situation Room before sunrise, staring at the hologram projection of the tunnel map Martin had enlarged overnight. His fists were clenched on the table, jaw tight.“We’re going in soon,” Thane said, his voice low and steady. “This operation will break Viktor’s backbone. If we shut down these tunnels, they lose their soldiers, their weapons, their escape routes, everything.”Martins stood beside him, arms folded. “Yes, Mr. President. But we need to be careful. Viktor won’t leave this place unguarded. This w
The Underground War Begins
Thane POV The alarm still echoed in the situation room as Thane stood over the digital map of the old military prison. The red tunnels under the building glowed like the veins of a monster lurking beneath the earth. Martins stood beside him, still breathing heavily from chasing the traitor general, fury burning in his eyes.“He escaped,” Martins said, voice sharp. “I almost had him. If I had two more seconds—”“Two more seconds won’t matter,” Thane cut in. His voice was low, hard, and unusually calm. “He didn’t run because he got scared. He ran because something is waiting for him down there.”Martins clenched his fists. “You think Viktor already moved his men into the tunnels?”Thane’s jaw tightened. “No. Viktor moved them weeks ago.”He turned back to the map. Hundreds of blinking dots marked the detected heat signatures below ground—clusters of armed men, spread like ants across the underground network.And one tunnel glowed brighter than others. That was the one leading deeper un
Face To Face Sahil Jr's.
Thane POVThe deeper we moved into the underground tunnel, the darker everything became. The air felt heavier, thicker, almost like the walls were closing in on us. My flashlight cut through the shadows, revealing old pipes, rusted doors, and dripping ceilings. It was like walking into a grave. My boots crunched on broken stones, and Martins stayed close to my side, scanning every corner with his rifle up.“Sir,” Martins whispered. “Movement ahead.”I raised a hand, ordering silence. The soldiers froze instantly.Then I heard it—footsteps. Light, fast, and familiar. Like someone running with confidence, not fear. Someone who knew this tunnel better than we ever could.And then, from the darkness, a voice echoed.“You took too long, Kaelor Thane.”I didn’t need a name. I knew that tone. That arrogance. That hatred.Sahil Riyas Jr.The son of the terrorist I had killed decades ago. The son who swore he would destroy everything connected to me. The son who resurfaced, working with Viktor
Viktor Sends a Gift
Thane POVThe echo of Sahil Jr.’s mocking laughter still rang in my ears as I exited the last underground chamber. My muscles ached, my lungs burned, and the taste of dust and gunpowder lingered in my mouth. The air in the tunnels was thick and cold, but the anger inside me burned hotter than any flame. Every step forward, I could feel Viktor’s shadow pressing on me—every trap, every mercenary, every move orchestrated to break me.Martins followed silently, checking the path behind us for ambushes. “Sir… are you okay?”“I’m fine,” I muttered, voice low, but my eyes never left the shadows. “Sahil wants me to be afraid. He wants me to panic. He wants me to fail. But I don’t give him that satisfaction.”We made our way back through the labyrinth of tunnels. Every corner, every turn, every faint sound reminded me that the enemy was always watching, waiting for a single mistake. And though Sahil Jr. had escaped, I knew one thing: he had only delayed the inevitable.The situation room was t
Thane Breaks Silence
Thane POVThe blood-stained dog tag sat heavy in my palm, a constant reminder of Dylan and the stakes we faced. For a long moment, I just stared at it. The quiet hum of the White House around me felt almost deafening. Outside, the city moved on, unaware that the war had already reached the steps of their government, that their president’s family had been kidnapped, that their freedom had been threatened by Viktor, Sahil Jr., and Russell.I turned to Martins, who had been standing silently at attention. “Martins,” I said, voice low, controlled, “prepare the press room. It’s time the citizens hear from me directly. No filters. No lies. No excuses.”His eyes narrowed with concern. “Sir… this is risky. With the recent threats, the kidnappings… going public could give Viktor leverage.”I slammed my fist on the table. “Let him use it. Let him see that fear doesn’t control me. Let him know that I am the God of War, that I protect this nation and my family no matter what. If they want to chal
The Jet Ambush
Thane POVThe jet hummed quietly in the night sky as Martins and I leaned over the navigation panel. Outside, the clouds were thick, swallowing the moonlight, hiding the path ahead. We were heading to Europe, tracking Russell’s hideout. The coordinates had been decrypted from intercepted communications. Time was running out. Every second we wasted could mean more danger for my family.“Sir,” Martins said, eyes glued to the radar, “we’re approaching the estimated location. But sensors are picking up unusual signals. Could be interference… or drones.”I tightened my jaw. “Drones. Expect them. Russell wouldn’t make it easy for us. Prepare for evasive maneuvers.”Martins gave me a sharp look. “Evasive maneuvers in a civilian jet? This isn’t a fighter.”I smirked grimly. “I’ll make it a fighter if I have to.”The warning came as a flicker on the radar. Small blips appeared around the jet—too fast, too precise.“Drones!” I shouted. “They’re here!”Martins sprang from his seat, grabbing the