Mission Gone Wrong
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As the SUV sped away, everyone was breathing fast, adrenaline still surging through their bodies.

“We survived,” Jane said, glancing back before turning to Dane. The SUV they were in was luxurious — all-black seats and interior, the faint scent of leather hanging in the tense silence.

Dane shifted upright, wincing as he held his bleeding arm. “Yeah,” he grunted, “we were lucky. It looked like one of us… maybe three were in that SUV that got blown away.”

“Obviously,” Jane replied. “I think I need to stop at a hospital.”

“No,” Dane shot back, voice tight. “The driver is going to take us back to the ship. No hospital. We have doctors and medics there. You’ll get treatment.”

He paused, his brow furrowed. “Use your head for once. Don’t you think Richard will send men to find you if we go to a hospital? Besides…”

Jane held his gaze.

“You’re right,” she finally agreed.

As they spoke, the driver pulled up to the ship. The SUV’s tires crunched to a stop, and for a fleeting momen
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  • Still Breathing

    “Let’s keep moving. We need to keep going,” Dane said as they rushed along the side of the church, trying to make their way to the front—toward his bike.As he moved, Dane suddenly collapsed. Ella and Gina quickly rushed to him, lifting him up and placing his arms over their shoulders.“Sorry… I’m sorry I’m stressing you,” Dane muttered weakly.“Don’t worry. You’re bleeding,” Gina said, her voice full of concern.Dane’s face was bruised, and his hand torn open. He had lost a lot of blood.“Oh no… this isn’t good. Feels like I’m about to pass out,” he said, swaying.He slowly removed his hand from the bottle he’d been clutching.“That’s right… don’t worry. I’ll be fine,” he said, forcing himself to keep going.Finally, they reached his bike. Dane climbed on and started the engine.“Grab on. Get on—both of you,” he said.Gina climbed on behind him, then Ella. The three of them squeezed onto the same bike.Despite the pain, Dane revved the engine and took off.His body was screaming, vis

  • The Priest and the Punisher

    As the police kept slamming the door—the entrance to the church—Ella ran to Dane, who was still punching Jugana.“Sir! Sir!” Ella kept calling his name.She grabbed his arm, trying to pull him back.Only then did Dane turn, finally realizing someone was talking to him.“Something is going on,” Dane said, dazed.“Sir, please, we have to leave. The police are here. What should we do? Stop punching him—we’re already here! What are we going to do?” Ella cried.Dane stood up from Jugana’s body and looked down at it. Jugana’s face was covered in blood, dripping down to his nose. His nose was already broken, bleeding heavily.“Hey! You two—follow me!” Dane shouted.He ran to the side of the church. Ella and Gina followed him quickly.There was a window in front of them, with a cross design carved into the glass. Dane raised his bruised hand and started punching it.His knuckles were already torn open, but he didn’t stop.Punch after punch, until finally—the window shattered.“Gina!” he calle

  • Fists of Judgment

    “I told you this—and I’m going to say it again. Today is your judgment day. You are doomed. And it’s not just that… you’re finished.”Dane took off the jacket of his suit and threw it aside. Now wearing only a white shirt, he moved forward, slowly unbuttoning the sleeves, dragging them up one by one. His steps were steady. Focused. Controlled.Jugana looked at him with wide, burning eyes.“You bastard… It’s all because of you… All because of you!” he shouted.“Yes,” Dane said coldly. “It’s all because of me. And today is your judgment. The Lord has sent me to give it to you.”He charged toward Jugana. In one swift motion, he leapt—his knee flying high into the air—slamming it directly into Jugana’s face.Jugana collapsed to the ground.Dane landed and dropped onto him, punching him—once, twice, again and again.“You bastard!” Dane yelled. “I don’t know what you think you are, but you’re a psychopath wearing the mask of a priest. You’ll never wear this again. Maybe you won’t even get t

  • God Doesn’t Hear You

    The grenade is still with me, Dane thought. I still have my trump card. The grenade is still with me…But he didn’t want to end it yet. He was having too much fun. A twisted smile formed on his face as the thought passed. Then he coughed—blood spilling from his mouth—as he dropped to one knee.Jugana was still standing, but barely. His chest rose and fell rapidly, each breath labored. He was weak and struggling to stay up.“How dare you do this to me?” Jugana roared. “You made me bleed. Do you know who I am? I am the people’s priest! The priest of this city! Everyone respects me. I am the one who gives judgment—self-judgment! Are you really a man sent by God?”“You’re a fool if that’s what you believe,” Dane answered, planting his hand on the ground to steady himself. Then he rose to his feet.“How dare you!” he snapped. “You should never say that again. You’re not a man of God. You’re the devil himself. That’s what you are. And today’s not my judgment day… it’s yours. God is using me

  • By Blood and Justice

    As he pulled the trigger, nothing happened. He kept pulling it again and again—it didn’t shoot.Jugana looked at him and started laughing.“Ha ha ha! Looks like you’re out of bullets,” Jugana grinned.That was when Ella shouted, “Sir, I don’t know who you are, but it looks like you’re on our side! Take the gun you gave me back. Should I throw it to you?”“No! Hold that gun. Don’t give it to me!” Dane replied quickly.“Okay,” Ella said, placing the gun down carefully and watching. “I hope he’s safe,” she whispered.What should I do now? The only thing left is technique. Let’s fight and see who has the edge—who’s the real man here, Dane thought, moving closer to Jugana.“You know there’s no escaping now,” Jugana said. “You’re near me. I told you, my enemies always tremble before me, and I serve justice to evildoers just like you two. And when I’m done with you… I’ll get those girls.”Jugana looked at Gina and Ella. Dane looked at Jugana, then swung the back of his gun at Jugana’s face.

  • Blood in the Pews

    “Hey! Make sure you find him. Don’t let him escape!” Jugana shouted, his voice booming through the church. “We’re going to catch him. We’re going to serve him justice… just like we’ll serve these girls here.” “Yes, sir!” the thugs replied, spreading out, checking every row, moving from chair to chair. Dane crouched low, heart pounding. He moved silently, inching from one spot to another, keeping low behind the wooden pews. The church creaked with every step and whisper. We have to do something… he thought. The wooden chairs had spaces between the slats—just wide enough to see through. Dane slid his gun into the gap. He aimed. A single shot echoed. One of the men dropped instantly. Bang! Another shot—another man down. Panic began to rise in the others. “Where did that come from?” one shouted. Bang! A third fell. Bang! A fourth. Bang! A fifth. Screams filled the church as the sound of the bullets bounced off the stone walls. The sixth man—one standing close to Jugana—drop

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