Six months after the death of Sarah. Jackson is operating in the dark. Jackson is connecting all the dots and planning the fall of the twin thrones. Jackson is in his safehouse where the walls have been covered with photos and documents and the red string connecting the dots. Pointing at the centre of the photograph of “M and Thompson,” who have been behind the whole plot.
Suddenly, Jackson heard a knock on the door. Jackson froze. Because no one knew about the location of this safe house. Jackson reached out to open the door, and when he opened the door, nobody was their except for a letter.
Jackson came back inside and opened the letter.
“Agent Jackson or should I say former Agent Jackson. Our enemy has begun to set their plan in motion. So, we should move ahead a set our stage as well. The Prometheus Device didn’t destroy everything. Some files are still there. M and Thompson have started working on the new project named Lazarus with which they are going to kill every person who will come in the way their so-called new world order. Resting time is up. Let’s meet up and plan to end everything. I will meet in Switzerland. Sarah's death wasn't the end. It was a beginning.” G
It’s Graves who built the Prometheus Device. Jackson packed up everything and went to Switzerland. There he met Graves in a cafe.
“I have intel that confirms M and Thompson are moving Lazarus into its final phase,” Graves said, sliding a folder across the table. “Westminster Facility is the heart of their operation. If we destroy it, we cut off their resources, their data, and their control.” Jackson did a go-through of the documents. “It’s a complete fortress; blowing it up won’t be easy.”
Graves smirked. “Which is why we’re not walking in through the front door.”
Jackson narrowed his eyes. “Then how?”
Graves pulled up a hand-drawn map that shows that there is underground access to a facility that goes through an old, abandoned line from the World War era.
Jackson smiled and said, “Then it would be a piece of cake.’’
Graves said, “Not so simple; there is a catch. The whole abandoned line has mines in it; one wrong step and we are done for.’’
Jackson said, “It’s the best we have got.”
Graves nodded. “That means we’re going to need firepower. A lot of it.”
Jackson and Graves couldn’t do this alone. The Westminster Facility was a high-security site, crawling with armed guards and surveillance. They needed a crew.

First, they found Mara Vasquez, a former MI6 explosive expert who had gone rogue after being framed for treason. She had a reputation for making things disappear, like people, buildings, and governments.
Next, they recruited Dante Cole, an ex-hacker who had once breached the Pentagon’s security system just for fun. He was the best at shutting down alarms and controlling enemy defences.
Finally, they reached out to Reese Hunter, a disgraced military strategist who had spent the last few years off-grid. Reese specialised in turning impossible missions into victories.
The team met in a warehouse in Berlin. The mission was simple:
Infiltrate the underground tunnel.
Plant explosives in the central server room.
Escape before the detonation.
But there was a catch.
“Lazarus isn’t just a project,” Graves revealed, pulling out another file. “It’s a kill switch that is going to wipe out entire cities. And they’ve already got the first target.”
Jackson in a trembling voice asked, “Where?”
Graves said, “New York.”.
Silence spread all over the room.
Jackson said, “We will stop it.”
The next night, the whole team stood outside the abandoned maintenance tunnel that led to the Westminster facility. Graves gave the final nod, and the team begins its descent towards the end or maybe the beginning of something new.
Dante quickly hacked up the facility surveillance and mainframe. Vasques set up charges for all the facilities, taking out any guards that crossed paths with them. Meanwhile, Jackson is moving across the corridors trying to find the main lab, and the charges are set up for 30 min, so they don’t have a lot of time. Dante started to upload the virus, and within two minutes, the upload will be complete, but there is no sign of M and Thompson in the server room. Jackson wasn’t satisfied. He needed more. He needed to make sure M and Thompson never came back from this.
"Where’s their command center?" he asked Graves.
Graves hesitated. "Upper level. But we don’t have time."
"I'm making time," Jackson cut in. "Vasquez, get the explosives ready. Cole, finish the upload. We end this tonight."
Jackson stormed the command centre, where he expectedly found both M and Thompson. Jackson pulled out the gun and immediately shot four bullets at M. M crashed on the ground. Meanwhile, Thompson pulled out a gun, and a gunfight broke out. Thompson made an exit, running into the room of glass mirrors everywhere. So now it was a battle of instinct, not firearms. Because every mirror seems to have a reflection of Thompson. 12 minutes are left before the charges go off. So, Jackson started breaking all the mirrors, and at the end, only 3 glass mirrors remained in the room, and Thompson suddenly appeared from behind with a gun pointing at the head of Jackson.
Thompson said, “Its done, Jackson. It’s over for you. These trembling grounds are not yours to play. You are just a misfit in this whole play. It ends with you dying.”
Jackson said, “Oh really, is it.’’
Jackson shot at a tilted angle on the steel wall on the right side. The bullet ricocheted back right into the head of Thompson within a millisecond, giving him an instant death.
3 minutes remain before the charges go off.
Jackson came out running out of room and saw that the dead body of M had disappeared, meaning he was still alive. Jackson searched everywhere for M, but no sign of him was found.
2 minutes remain.
Jackson came into the room where the showdown happened. Started screaming and running out of the room.
“What the ****? So that demon is still alive. Only one of the twin thrones has fallen, not both.”
Jackson got out of the tunnel one second before the charges went off. Jackson told the whole team everything that had happened.
Jackson, with a smirk on his face, said, “Since the demon is still alive and my revenge is incomplete, I am going to become a bigger demon to kill this demon. I need you all to help me out killing this demon."
THE END
Wait, I wrote it wrong.
Jackson, after two months of showdown while having fun on the streets of Rome, bumped into a bizarre person, but he didn’t know what it meant. After reaching home that day, Jackson found a letter in his pocket.
The letter said, “Only one of the twin thrones has fallen. I am coming for you to stop me with all you have got. This game has only one rule: there are no rules. I am going to take everything from you, and when you are empty-handed and helpless and cannot do anything, then I will kill you. As you know, it’s not easy to kill me. Come at me with all you have got.’’
From M.
Jackson burned the letter and said, “I am coming for you.”
THE END IS COMING


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