Swordsmoke XI

An Underworld Original

Marc and Bo reach the burning apartment—gunshots ring out. They duck for cover, but sacks are yanked over their heads. Elsewhere, Ellie waits on the beach with Kitty and Norman. With the others missing, she’s hoping for a signal. Norman suggests an old Mercenary site nearby. Ellie tells him to shut it. Kitty tries to slip away. Ellie draws her gun. Norman grabs Kitty, turns a pistol on her. “Mercenary doesn’t care about me,” he says. “But Kitty? She’s leverage.” Ellie shrugs. “I don’t care about her.” She fires. Kitty drops, dead. Norman runs. But a bag slams over Ellie’s head. Norman sprints through the jungle—only to be tackled by agents. Caught. Everyone wakes in a Mercenary base—Marc, Bo, Ellie, Norman, Sasha, Jack, Grace, Brutas, Hyde. Surrounded. Agent Gunn steps forward, face scarred from chemicals, smirking. Suddenly, guards fall. Ice spreads across the floor. Bao appears—alive. A firefight erupts. The team pushes into a warehouse, but Hyde takes a bullet to the head. They try to help—but it’s too late. Guards corner them. Outside, Gunn approaches. “I’m letting you live,” he sneers. “Boss’s orders. But first…” He grabs Brutas. One shot. Brutas falls. Marc screams. Gunn leaves. The group—shattered—follows Ellie to her resistance base deep beneath the city. Marc stands tall. “We don’t break. We rise. Brutas and Hyde didn’t die in vain. Our Agency begins now.” He places a call. Contact name: Strider.

Story added by underworld_stories on May 29, 2025