Callum is in his cell on the other side of the facility. He is guarded outside by two security guards armed with MP5s and tactical knives. Unfortunately, Callum knows about his upcoming death date, but he isn't worried. Callum has been planning a way to escape, he will get out and kill lots of people when he does.
A leader heads toward his cell. Callum is ripping up sheets and his metal bed frame, using it to break the glass. "Hey, what the hell are you doing?"
Callum swung a massive bar at the glass cracking it. This alerted the leader to put an end to it. "Stop him now. Callum you're only going to make it faster, you will die tomorrow if you don't stop." He pulls out a handgun and tries to head into the room.
They rush into the room and tase Callum in the chest. Callum yells from the shock but starts laughing. "You fell right into my trap, you screwed now."
Callum pulls out a shive and holds it up to one of their guards' necks holding him hostage. He shouts at them to put their guns down or he will slit his throat. They drop their gun and are told to kick it to him. Callum picks one of the firearms up. Suddenly the alarms are blaring, red lights are flashing and a loud alarm is echoing all over the place.
The leader tried to negotiate with Callum. "Callum don't do anything you will regret, you have to pay for your mistakes."
Callum doesn't care about what they have to say. "Shut the hell up, what do you know about punishments or mistakes? If I kill anyone it won't be a mistake because I'm planning on it, so this is what you get for that."
Callum aims the gun and the squad pulls the trigger killing most of them. All of the remaining guards get to cover behind the glass wall. The cock their firearms and are now ready to fire no matter what it takes. The leader is dead on the floor, blood sowing draining from his head. One of the guards throws in a gas bomb, the room is slowly filled with red gas. Callum isn't affected by the gas at all, he starts shooting out the door frame to keep away people from trying to enter. Callum tries to count how many bullets he has left. He noticed only 9 left.
One of their higher-level assassins entered the area still under cover behind a shield. "Callum you are going to run out of ammo, give it up."
He throws his shive out the door causing a distraction, They all try to run away thinking it is a bomb for a while before realizing it is a trick. Callum, taking it to his advantage, quickly grabs a new gun hoping for more ammo inside. He takes a gas bomb off of a dead guard's chest and throws it toward the people causing them to retreat. A highly skilled sniper loads a tranquilizer dart into a rifle. Callum is shot in the neck with 6 of them and starts to calm down, losing consciousness for 15 seconds before passing out. Guard head in and take Callum out carrying him to another room.
Callum wakes up in a gas chamber surrounded by pipes and a solid metal door with an air-tight lock. A speaker on the ceiling sends a final message to him. "You made a big mistake Callum. This is for the many lives you took yesterday, you will pay for these lives with your own. Farewell."
Callum is strapped to a chair belted down with leather strips. He wonders. "Why the hell did they need so many darts to put me out, and why-."
The room starts releasing Carbon Monoxide Gas, and Chlorine. Callum starts to lose sight, his vision fades and his brain gets eaten alive by the poisonous gas. Callum starts to dream of his last moment. In the dark, a void-like setting takes place inside the head. Then a voice, almost undertone and faded. "Ohh, Callum, you will always be my champion. You are doing so great, you can even let me through and into the real world to make these humans pay for their mistakes."
Callum is confused. Who the hell could this be…an overlord? He thought to himself. The deity speaks one last time. "Don't worry, I'll give you something to help you out of this situation, I curse you with this protection, this power, and this strength."
Callum wakes up, he rips the belts off. He extrudes and dark set of armor covering most of his body, his flesh is corrupted with poison. On his back, two scythes come into existence. Callum starts to feel his new body, power pulses through his veins leaving him with a high adrenaline rush throughout his whole body.
He laughs happily about what chaos he will cause. "I have to free this guy soon."
He breaks down the door by shredding it to bite with his weapons. He states. "Oh you all have made a massive mistake, trying to off me wasn't the best choice now was it."
The whole squad was shocked at the sight of Callum's form. They all fire at him, the bullet ricocheting off his armor and face. "Wow, this man did a great job on me."
He swings the scythe through someone's head, and it slides off his shoulders. They all stop friends and just retreat and sound the alarm to evacuate people. One guard tries to be a hero and shoots into the back of his head. Callum's skull is so strong the bullet richness of the head.
The guard is scared and backs away. "What the hell are you?"
Callum holds him by the throat. "Just call me Cleaver."
Callum crushes his skull in his hands and slams his dead body on the floor. He heads toward the exit smashing out of the wall and into the world. "Well hello world, time to say goodbye. Everything you built, I will erase it."