Khing_Khellvin

In a world where shadows hold more power than governments, Agent X is the deadliest weapon ever created. Genetically enhanced and trained from childhood, he is the perfect assassin—silent, precise, and untraceable. Working under the clandestine organization Echelon, Agent X executes high-profile targets with surgical efficiency, never questioning his orders.

But when a mission goes wrong and secrets about his past begin to surface, X uncovers a chilling truth: he was never meant to survive. Betrayed by the very organization that created him, he becomes their most wanted target. Now a rogue agent on the run, X must outsmart his former handlers, expose the conspiracy behind his existence, and decide who he truly is—a weapon of destruction or a man seeking redemption.

With government agencies, mercenary killers, and Echelon’s elite enforcers hunting him down, Agent X must rely on his skills, instincts, and a few unlikely allies to bring down the system that built him… before it erases him forever.

Hitman: Agent X

The tunnel was pitch black, the air thick with dust and decay. Bullets tore through the silence, ricocheting off rusted pipes and crumbling concrete. Echelon was waiting.

X pressed his back against the damp tunnel wall, gripping his silenced pistol. They were outnumbered. Outgunned.

Across from him, Raven crouched low, her own gun drawn. "We need to move. Fast."

X scanned the tunnel. Four mercenaries at least. Possibly more. Their night vision scopes gave them the advantage. But that also meant—

X pulled a flashbang from his vest, yanked the pin, and lobbed it down the tunnel.

A blinding white explosion filled the underground. Shouts. Confusion.

X didn't hesitate. He sprang forward, firing precise shots into the chaos.

A third mercenary spun, blindly firing. X ducked, rolled, and fired a single shot.

Raven took care of the last one. A sharp crack of suppressed gunfire, and the mercenary slumped against the tunnel wall.

Raven exhaled, shaking her head. "I hate tunnels."

X ignored her, searching the bodies. Echelon wasn't supposed to know about this route. Someone tipped them off.

X found a radio on one of the mercenaries. Static crackled before a deep voice cut through.

"Squad one, report. Have you secured the target?"

X didn't answer. Instead, he listened.

"No response," another voice said. "Squad two, move in. Kill anyone still breathing."

Raven cursed. "They've got backup."

X checked his ammo. Low. They couldn't afford another firefight.

They sprinted through the tunnels, following faded red markers Lukas had told them about. The deeper they went, the more the tunnel narrowed, the walls closing in like a tomb.

Raven rattled the gate. "You've got to be kidding me."

X examined the lock. Too strong to break. No time to pick it.

Footsteps echoed behind them. Echelon's second squad was closing in.

X turned to Raven. "We make our stand here."

X took cover behind a rusted pipe. Raven positioned herself behind a crumbling pillar.

The footsteps stopped. Then—a red laser dot appeared on X's chest.

"Down!" X tackled Raven just as the first shot exploded against the tunnel wall.

Gunfire erupted again. A full squad. Heavily armed.

"Hold your fire. I want him alive."

X's blood ran cold. He knew that voice.

The man who trained him. The man who betrayed him.

Raven looked at X. "Friend of yours?"

X clenched his jaw. "Something like that."

The radio crackled again. "Agent X, let's talk."

X gripped his pistol. No way in hell.

Death in the Dark