The Rain came down the streets, slicing through the rainy evening..
Thunder Rolled over the city echoing of glass towers and crumbling alley walls..
A Man in a dark coat stepped out of a taxi.
The taxi moved forward slowly, from the reflection in the nearby glass of a shop, we saw the man..
He was wearing a black fedora hat, The man crossed the road and waited.
Then, suddenly a voice crackled in his earpiece.
[Man in Earpiece] : Target 's on move. East Platform, Two Guards.Package in hand.
Hearing that the mysterious man smiles.
He walked through the streets, without hesitation,boots splashed through the water,soaked but not bothered.
As he stepped into the station his face became more visible not fully but partially,
His eyes are focused on targets halfway down the platform.
The First Guard never saw the elbow coming.The second barely has time to draw
before the man had disarmed him and crumbled at his feet.
The Target runs..
He followed,
The Target runs down the slick platform, weaving through the scattered crowd,
The Mysterious man moved like a shadow behind him silently.
While running,,....
[Mysterious Man]: "CONTROL "....
He said into the mic hidden under his collar, barely under his breath.....
[Mysterious Man]: "TARGET" on foot heading eastbound... I'm Going In".
[Man in Earpiece] : " No civilian casualties, steel.Clear"..
There is no response....
IN THE CONTROL ROOM
[Agent Lopez] : Agent Steel.....?????
The whole room went silent for a moment
[Agent Lopez] :Damn..ARROGANT Rookie....(with a frustrated face)
Suddenly a lady in red walks towards agent Lopez..
The lady having a striking and glamorous appearance
With a bold, confident expression.
She is having a wavy, dark hairstyle in voluminous curls
that frames her face..
Her piercing blue eyes are accentuated with a sharp eyeliner, and her face, and her full lips are painted with vivid red matching her outfit.
The red clothing is likely a blazer or dress, that enhances her commanding presence…
NAME : MADISON CONNER.
POSITION: DIRECTOR OF SHADOW DIVISION,
INTERNATIONAL INTELLECTUAL NETWORK (INN).
She stands alone, arm crossed in front of the wall of live feed.
Her jaw is tight, she watches the chase without any expression.
She taps her comm…
[Madison Connor] : "AGENT STEEL", Unless your objective is cardio, I suggest you catch him…
(Cold surgical)
[Agent Steel] :Relax, Director.... Just letting him sweat before I pounce. Builds drama (with a corky smirk)
[Madison Connor] : You are not a stage performer. And this isn't drama… It's a mission.
The Target walks fast through the passengers,steel followed him.
[Agent Steel] : I've got this. Top Mark in Academy, Remember??
Target suddenly stops and talks to a person. Steel noticed it, and slowed down a bit and watched his movements.
[Madison Connor] : Top Mark doesn't Impress me… They mean you studied for the test not for the job.
[Agent Steel] : Comeon… (speaks to his mic in his collor)
you saw my file, Fastest reflexes in my class.
[Madison Connor] : And yet you are still chasing the man(flatly speaks)
The target begins to move forward..
[Madison Connor] : Steel, visual on the target. You're in a civilian - heavy area. Keep it clean.(comm)
[Agent Steel] : Copy that..(calm scanning the target)
A high pitched announcement echoes"Train 47 departing in two minutes"
[Madison Connor] : Do not engage until the containment's in place.We can't afford another spectacle like venice.
[Agent Steel]: No fireworks today - only results.(smirking)
The target glances over his shoulder and spots steel.
Eyes wide,he breaks into sprint.
[Madison Connor] : He made you Steel, Hold your position!!
[Agent Steel]: Negative, The package is in move, I'm taking the shot.
Steel breaks into a run — his boots pounding the marble floor. People shout as he dodges through commuters. The target shoves past a security guard, heading toward Platform 9.)
PLATFORM 9
(The train engine roars, doors beginning to close. The target slips through at the last second. Steel sprints, dives, and slides in just before the doors seal shut.)
[Madison Connor]: Steel, dammit— you're on a moving train! Backup can't follow you in there! (comm)
[Agent Steel]:Guess I'll be early for my next evaluation.(grinning, catching his breath)
MOVING TRAIN
(The carriage rocks gently. Passengers murmur, unaware. The target moves toward the front, clutching the briefcase tight. Steel shadows him silently. The train exits the station — tunnel lights flash across their faces.)
[Agent Steel]: End of the line, friend. Hand over the case, and I'll make sure you leave with all your teeth.(low)
TARGET :You're too late, rookie. You don't even know what you're holding.(snapping around, cold smile)
[Agent Steel]:Then why run?
TARGET: Because the thing inside doesn't belong to your masters. It belongs to the world.
[Agent Steel]:Yeah, well — the world doesn't pay my salary.
(Steel lunges. The target swings the briefcase like a weapon, hitting Steel across the jaw. A brawl erupts — brutal, close-quarters combat between narrow aisles and shattering glass.)
[Madison Connor]:Steel! What's happening in there?!(over comms, shouting):
[Agent Steel] :Just… making new friends! (grunting, blocking a punch):
(He grabs the target's coat, slams him against a pole. The target retaliates with a knee strike and pulls a knife. Passengers scream and scatter. The train sways violently.)
[Madison Connor]:Steel, you've got civilians in there! Stand down before someone—
[Agent Steel]: No can do, Connor. This guy's not giving me a lunch break!
(The knife slices across Steel's sleeve, sparks flying off a metal railing. Steel disarms the target with a hard elbow, sending the knife skittering away.)
[Agent Steel] :You done?
TARGET: You think INN will save you when this thing wakes up? You have no idea what's inside.(spitting blood)
[Agent Steel]:Guess I'll find out at the office.(grabbing the briefcase)
(He delivers a swift roundhouse kick — the target crashes into the train door, collapsing. Steel catches the briefcase mid-fall. The train bursts from the tunnel into daylight — New Atlantis skyline flashing by.)
MOMENTS LATER
(Steel kneels by the unconscious target, breathing hard. He touches his earpiece.)
[Agent Steel]: Package secured. Target down. Train intact — mostly.
[Madison Connor]:You reckless idiot! You could've derailed half the city!
[Agent Steel]:Come on, Madison. You'll miss me if I start following the rules
[Madison Connor]:You're insufferable. Get off at the next stop — containment will meet you there. And Steel?
[Agent Steel]:Yeah?
[Madison Connor]:If you ever go off-book again— I'll personally end your career.
[Agent Steel] :Can't fire what you can't catch.(chuckling):
(He looks down at the briefcase)
[Madison Connor]: Bring the briefcase to HQ immediately.And Steel try not to improvise on the
way back..(in the comm. Irritated but composed)
[Agent Steel]: Copy that.(half-smirk)
He ends the call. The carriage hums quietly
As the train begins to slow towards the next station.
Steel adjusts the grip on the briefcase- unaware that along the metallic seam, a faint blue spark flickers
once like a heartbeat.
He doesn't notice. Madison doesn't' hear it over comms.
Steel steps into the aisle, rolling his shoulders, As he waits for the door to open, he glances casually down at the case - And the glow flickers again.
This time, He sees it.
He pauses, eyes narrowing
[Agent Steel]:… What the hell are you??(low to himself)
The blue light fades instantly. The train door opens, steel steps out into the platform, case in hand.
His expression sharpened with curiosity.....
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To Be Continued...