2025-04-18 05:27:142:11 P.M. at the Black site Bunker, Location Unknown
The room was cold. Concrete walls. One steel chair. A single light swinging above a woman bound at the wrists, her head slumped forward. Blood crusted her temple. A man entered. Crisp suit. Ice-cold eyes. “Agent Raines is alive,” he said. The woman didn’t flinch. “You said he was dead.” She raised her head slowly. Scars lined her jaw. Her left eye was a milky gray. But the other? Sharp. Alert. Watching. “I said what you needed to believe.” He backhanded her. Hard. Her head snapped to the side, but her voice didn’t break. “You can’t kill a man like Darius. Not unless he wants to die.” “Where would he go next?” She smiled through cracked lips. “If he’s alive, then you’re already too late.” 2:42 P.M. at the Highway, En Route to Safehouse Echo Darius’s shoulder throbbed as Amira patched him up again in the back seat. The stolen vehicle cruised under the radar, barely held together, its tires humming over empty asphalt. He clutched a burner phone. News alerts rolled in. FBI Denies Involvement in Ghost Code Pentagon Launches Internal Inquiry Congressman Graves Found Dead in D.C. Apartment Darius muttered, “They’re cleaning house. Fast.” Amira didn’t respond. Her brow was furrowed, face pale. “You okay?” he asked. She handed him a tablet. “I ran a data echo from the broadcast mirror.” He scrolled through lines of recovered metadata. One tag stood out. Glowing red. “ALPHA ZETA 13 – Subject: CASSIA RAINE.” His blood turned to ice. Cassia. His sister. Dead. Six years. Confirmed. Identified by dental records after a Syndicate bombing. He dropped the tablet. “No.” Amira met his eyes. “They lied to you, Darius. She’s alive.” 3:06 P.M. at the Echo Safehouse, Undisclosed Mountain Sector The cabin was deep in the pines. Shielded from satellite, built underground, and armed with fail-safes that could wipe it from existence. Darius stood at the map table, staring at the files Amira laid out. Project Alpha Zeta. A human trial program tied to Ghost Code’s earliest days. Test subjects were recruited—or taken—from ex-military families with above-average neurological compatibility. Cassia’s name was at the top of the list. “She was part of it,” Amira whispered. “And I think she’s still in it. You’ve seen how Ghost Code tracks bodies. Hers is still active in the system.” He slammed his fist down. The table cracked. “All this time… I thought she died because of me.” “She didn’t. But if she’s alive, she’s not free. You know how they operate. She could be under chemical control. Memory wiped. Or worse…” Darius took a breath. Measured. Controlled. “Then we find her.” 3:38 P.M. the Surveillance Drone Feed, Operative Log Subject: RAINES, D. Location: Grid D7 — Mountain Sector 43 Status: CONFIRMED Mission: TERMINATE The feed shut off. A single word flashed across the tactical HUD. DEPLOY. 4:12 P.M. the Forest Edge Near Echo Safehouse Wind rustled the treetops. Darius stepped out for air, gun at his side. But something felt off. Too still. He turned just in time. A blade hissed past his head. He ducked. Rolled. Came up firing. A figure darted from the trees—silent, fast, precise. Black armor. Masked. Not a Reaper. Something worse. A Shadow Operative. Ghost Code’s elite. The fight was vicious. Brutal. A dance of death under the pines. Darius took a slash across his ribs but countered with a knee to the gut, slamming the operative’s head into a tree. He ripped the mask off. A face stared back. Scarred. Pale. Familiar. “Cassia?” She blinked. No recognition. He hesitated. “Cassia, it’s me. It’s Darius.” Her eyes twitched. Then a tremor passed through her. She screamed. Not in fear. In agony. She collapsed, seizing. Amira ran out with an injector and stabbed it into her neck. Cassia’s body went limp. Darius fell to his knees beside her. “What did they do to you…” Amira knelt too. “They buried her under commands. Someone activated her kill protocol.” Darius looked down at the broken shell of his sister. “We’re getting her back.” 4:50 P.M. at the Syndicate Central AI Core, Vault 09 The lead tech stared at the red alert across the neural grid. SUBJECT C-13: NON-RESPONSIVE. UPLINK: DISCONNECTED. He backed away from the console. Slowly. Then the screen blinked. A message appeared. RAINES IS COMING. 5:12 P.M. at the Echo Safehouse Med Bay Cassia lay still under the monitor’s glow. Her vitals were stabilizing, but her mind was fractured. Flashes of her old life fought against the programming she’d been forced to carry. Darius sat beside her, barely blinking. “Do you remember Mom’s garden?” he asked softly. “You used to sneak strawberries before they were ripe. Said the green ones tasted like rebellion.” No answer. He took her hand. “I came back for you. I never stopped looking.” A whisper. “…Darius?” His eyes snapped to hers. Cassia blinked. Slowly. A tear escaped the corner of her eye. “They made me forget.” He gripped her tighter. “They’ll never touch you again.” 5:40 P.M. at the Public Broadcast Intercept, Civilian Devices Screens across the world flashed white. Then a new video began. This time, it wasn’t data logs. It was testimonies. Survivors. Whistleblowers. Former Ghost Code engineers. One by one, they appeared. “We helped build it…” “We didn’t know the scope…” “They threatened our families…” “I tried to stop them…” “They used my daughter…” Faces. Names. Stories. And behind them, Darius’s voice. “They erased their sins with silence. Not anymore.” 6:00 P.M. at the Global News Network Studios The anchors could barely keep up. Headlines screamed across banners. Cassia Raines Alive? Whistleblower Confirms CIA-Backed Assassination Network Anonymous Groups Offer Sanctuary to Darius Raines and Sister Governments scrambled to issue statements. Leaks from inside Langston Vale’s old regime exploded across forums and dark web channels. But in the silence between chaos, the people began to listen. Really listen. And they began to believe. 6:22 P.M. at the Mobile Command Unit, Somewhere Near Echo Malik stood watching the feed from a secure satellite tap. He took a long drag of his cigarette, eyes fixed on Cassia’s face. “She’s the key now,” he muttered. The operative beside him raised an eyebrow. “To what?” Malik smiled faintly. “To making Darius do what no one else could. Finish it.” 7:00 P.M. at the Underground Tunnel Network, Off-Grid Darius drove. Cassia asleep in the back seat, Amira beside him checking her laptop. “Everything you released—it’s gone global,” she said. “Interpol. The Hague. Even the UN’s issuing a human rights investigation.” He didn’t smile. “We’re not done yet. Vale might be dead, but the machine’s still running.” She nodded. “Then we pull the plug.” “Where’s the core?” Amira swallowed. “There’s one location left. Vault 09. AI central. The heart of Ghost Code.” Cassia stirred. Her voice was a whisper. “I’ve seen it… in my dreams.” Darius tightened his grip on the wheel. “Then that’s where we go.”
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7:38 P.M. at the En Route to Vault 09The hum of the underground vehicle was the only sound in the narrow tunnel. Darius drove like a man possessed, eyes dead ahead, hands tight on the wheel. Beside him, Amira’s fingers flew across her laptop’s holographic interface, decrypting another layer of Vault 09’s outer firewall.Cassia was awake in the back seat, strapped in, silent but alert.“She keeps whispering things,” Amira said without looking up. “Numbers. Access codes. Algorithms.”Darius glanced in the rearview. “What kind of codes?”“Deep-level access stuff. Stuff I’ve never even seen in blacksite builds. Some of it’s quantum-locked. The rest looks like it came out of an AI’s nightmare.”Cassia spoke, barely audible: “They put a failsafe in me… a final lock. They called it ‘Null Gate.’ If I get too close, it’ll activate.”“Define ‘activate,’” Darius said.Cassia lifted her eyes.“I die.”8:01 P.M. at the Vault 09 Perimeter, Siberian Exclusion ZoneThe compound was a ghost city—buri
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At the Desert Compound – 3:00 P.M.The unforgiving desert sun beat down on them as Darius, Cassia, and Amira sped through the barren landscape in their convoy of four SUVs. The wind kicked up dust in swirling, violent gusts, but Darius barely noticed. His mind was consumed by the ghost of his father, the flickering image of that old man he once loved and trusted. Now, he was just a name—a pawn in a game far too dangerous for Darius to ignore.Amira was sitting shotgun, scanning the surroundings with her sharp eyes. She was still nursing her wounds from the previous skirmish but refused to let it slow her down. Cassia was in the rear seat, tapping furiously on her tablet, her focus unwavering. Darius wasn’t sure whether to be impressed or frustrated by her ability to work under pressure. But in these moments, he needed that from her. He needed answers.“I’ve cross-referenced the
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