The Eagle Will Fall

[Stormtrooper1990]

Following the overwhelming success of Operation Windfall, the SI now plans to deliver the coup de grace against the SEB. Having effectively crippled the PMC and it's contract with the Consortium, the SI now plans to end the threat the SEB poses once and for all. With help from an unexpected source. Now without any further ado...


As Nightingale stirred from her slumber, she awoke to the beautiful face of her lover Vesper smiling contentedly in front of her. " Morning, sleepy head." Vesper said as she gently caressed Nightingales cheek. Nightingale kissed her softly, on the lips. " Hey, beautiful. How long have you been awake?" Vesper took Nightingale' s hand and gently squeezed it " For ten minutes, but I didn't have the heart to wake you. I was just watching you sleep, did you know purr in your sleep, and have such pretty eyelashes." She gently teased, as she stroked Nightingale's naked hip. " Well it's not just my eyelashes that are pretty." Vesper's gaze turned to take in Nightingales naked breasts and the curve of her naked buttocks. " So I have noticed, my heart." Vesper leant in to kiss Nightingale, and two locked in an embrace. When they both pulled out, Nightingale laid a hand on Vesper's naked shoulder, caressing it. " Are you alright, Nadja. After last night, you had me worried. I have never seen you so afraid before." Vesper hunched up to Nightingale's warm naked body " The images have faded, but I the blonde officer I can still hear her voice, her accusations still ringing in my ears." Nightingale laid her forehead on Vesper's " Trust me, we will get through this, I will be by your side. I will never abandon you. I love you, Nadja." Vesper caressed Nightingales forearm. " I don't deserve you, Miranda." Miranda laughed softly " Yes you do, we both deserve each other. Look at the time, they will be serving breakfast in 10 minutes." She cried as she the time on Vesper's digital clock. Miranda made to rise, but Vesper gently pulled her back down. " Now where do you think your going, sweetheart?" She purred as she gently pulled off the covers, revealing her completely naked body glistening in the morning light. " We have 10 minutes? Mira and Lupa can wait another 10 minutes." Nightingale raised her eyebrows, grinning widely, she didn't have time to reply as a laughing Vesper kissed her deeply on lips, pulling Nightingale into a loving embrace.


20 minutes later, the two women giddy with love, entered the SI canteen setting down across from Mira and Lupa, who flashed them curious looks. Lupa had helped herself to a bowl of noodles. " You two are looking chipper today, ladies. What you done to Vesper, Miranda? She is usually busting my tits by now?" She swallowed a pile of noodles, as the two lovers laughed. Mira, who was busy buttering a slice of toast, rolled her eyes at the Chinese operative. " You know, Lupa, you are my friend and I love you but can be remarkably dense" When Lupa flashed her an insulted glare, she sighed. " Vesper and Nightingale are in love. I'am surprised you didn't pick up on that sooner. Myself, I could see the way they were looking at each other." Lupa dropped her chopsticks, and squealed, drawing the attention of a couple of analysts who threw her disgusted looks. "That's amazing! I'am so happy for the both of you. You do make a cute couple." Vesper reached for a bowl of chicken salad, looking at Nightingale " It's hard to say which of us the cuter." Mira took a bite of her toast, after swallowing it she said " It's about time, we had some romance around here. The place was looking deader then a graveyard. Good catch. Miranda, our Vesper as been alone for far too long, I'am glad you found each other. For your information, their is nothing in the SI charter that forbids relationships between operatives." Nightingale and Vesper shared loving looks, then Nightingale helped herself to some sausages. " If I didn't know any better, Mira, I would say that you are a romantic." Mira waved her off gently with her toast. " Just because I used to be an ex-GRU assassin that killed for a living, doesn't mean I'am not sensitive. Just don't go spreading it around, I have my reputation to consider." Vesper nodded up to the television. " Speaking of which, let's see the fruits of our labour." A news report about Operation Windfall, was just breaking.


The face of a pretty brunette news anchor flashed across the screen, with the caption breaking news underneath her. "Good Morning, this is Amelia Wong with the Global World News morning bulletin. In breaking news the Silver Eagle Battalion, the US based Private Military Contractor, as declared a record loss in their share prices today, following the loss of $1 billion dollars of their payroll last night in a series of daring worldwide heists. It is believed that it was prepatrated by the Shadow Intiative, a privately owned espionage company, as part of the on going feud between the private groups. It is the latest in a string of embarrassing setbacks for the PMC, who have now closed their contracts with several lucrative clients. With long term clients like the US government, cancelling their support of SEB operations. Many in the industry, believe it is only a matter of time before we see the PMC, being put up for sale. GWN tried to contract the office of General Winters, the CEO and founder of the controversial PMC, but we were declined an interview. Meanwhile in other news, a string of bizarre murders and a freak accident at the GAMA clinic on Hokkaido Island as left Japanese police baffled...

A round of applause and whistles rang out in the canteen, as group 6 got up, bowing to an appreciative audience. As the commotion died down, Nightingale kissed Vesper on the cheek, as passing operatives and analysts congratulated them on a job well done. Before they could bask in the glory, an announcement on the PA system caused the room to freeze. " Attention, Operatives Vesper and Nightingale report to Mother's office, that is all." The two lovers looked at each other, " Well no rest for the wicked." Vesper sighed as they both finished their breakfasts. When they were finished, they exited the canteen, walking across the bullring, when they arrived Nightingale knocked on the door. After hearing "enter" the two operatives walked onto Mother's office, taking their seats. Mother was seated at her desk, smiling like the cat who got the cream. " My two best operatives, you have seen the news, I trust?. The SEB are right where we want them, and now it is the time to finish them off. We have taken their money, now we take their reputation. But before we go ahead with phase 2, Operation Eagle Fall, we need you to debrief our SEB informer. She as the final piece of the puzzle, and is willing to defect." Vesper leaned in her chair, incredulous. " We have an insider in the SEB, why weren't we told earlier?" Mother leaned back in her chair, tenting ner fingers. " Believe me, Vesper. They only told me this morning, she as been feeding information since the very beginning. Without her, Operation Windfall would never had happened. We owe het a great debt." Nightingale looked at her lover then at Mother. " So how come she hasn't been debriefed already, we has she been." Mother poured herself a glass of water before answering. " Apparently, she as been in surgery downstairs in in the medical wing for the past five days, a critical injury she sustained during her extraction. That's all Intelligence will tell me. Honestly, I'am trying to usher in a new era for the SI, and I'am still dealing with damn interdepartmental bullshit. My apologies, ladies. Once you finish her debrief, you will be wheels up. The informant is upstairs in interrogation 1 .Dismissed." They both finished their drinks, and exited mother's office, heading towards Interrogation.


Located in the security and detention wing, a few floors above the bullring, interrogation 1 was part of a series dark, windowless, soundproof rooms with two-way mirrors. As the two operatives exited the lift, Vesper gently hooked her arm with Nightingale, bringing her to a stop. " I can't believe it Miranda, we are so close to the end. It doesn't seem real." Nightingale caressed Vesper's face. " One last hurdle, then we can take that leave. I can't wait to just spend time with you as my girlfriend, away from the SEB, the Consortium and Darkwatch. Spend some of our hard won loot." Vesper kissed her on the cheek. " I would like that. But before we do, there is something I want to do. Something I have to do." Nightingale knew that look in Vesper's eyes. " What is it, love?" Vesper took Nightingale's hand in hers " I have to go back home, to Israel. I need to let Gallia go, I must accept my past and move forward with you. Or I will never know peace. And I would be honoured if you came with me, my heart." Miranda smiled, touching foreheads with her lover. " Nothing would give me greater pleasure. I said I would stay by your side and I bloody meant it." They both laughed. " You British, so romantic." Pulling away, they entered Interrogation 1. When they saw who was sitting beyond the two way mirror, her neck covered by a brace, Vesper's blood ran cold. " Oh my god, it's her. From FOB Kestrel."


Nightingale couldn't believe her eyes, sitting at the table was the blonde officer from Kestrel, now dressed in a set of SI medical scrubs. Vesper looked at her. " How can this be? I-I killed her. I snapped her neck, she was dead. Is she back from the dead to haunt us?" Nightingale, laid her hands on Vesper's shoulder, comforting her lover. " No, she's no ghost. I don't know how, but she is alive. You know what this means, don't you, love?" Vesper cried not tears of sorrow but tears of joy. " That I can make this right. I need to apologise to her. I never thought I would get the chance, that I would keep on seeing her face, their faces, for the rest of my life. I cannot make it right with them, but I can with her. Then my atonement can begin." Nightingale kissed her lover. " I'am so proud of you, my love. We all deserve redemption, you most of all. Holding hands for a brief time, they entered the interrogation room. The blonde officer looked up " We have met before haven't we?" Her voice creaked due to her injury. As the operatives sat down, Nightingale regarded her " We were in disguise back at Kestrel. How could you know?" The officer smiled, wincing slightly at the pain it caused her. " Yes, you were wearing the faces of two of my colleagues, Kaminski and Renard, but there is no disguising your mannerisms, or the way you look at each other. I believe we have not been introduced, since we were all in a unique situation at the time. My name is Carrie Reynolds, former Lieutenant US Army, and SEB." She held held out her hand, the two operatives shook it in turn. " Corporal Miranda Croft, formerly of the Mercian Regiment and MI6." Now it was Vesper's turn. " Corporal Nadja Gadot, formerly IDF, and the Mossad. Before we continue, Ms Reynolds. I want to say something." Reynolds gently withdrew her hand. " I want to apologise for what I did to you. It was inexcusable, it wasn't my right to take your life. I haven't stopped thinking about that moment since that fateful day. If I could take back those minutes I would in a heartbeat." Reynolds held up her hand. " There is no need, Nadja. I forgive you. In a strange way, I have been meaning to thank you. If you hadn't snapped my neck on that day, then I wouldn't be here talking to you now. You see I have many things, I need to atone for. When I lay naked, next to that bitch Hunter, I thought that I would be going to hell, that I would take my sins with me. But an SI team, disguised as SEB medics smuggled me out. They said I was dead for 30 seconds before they resuscitated me, and I woke up here." Nightingale looked at Vesper, she looked as if a great burden had been lifted from her shoulders. " Thank you, Carrie.This means a lot, to both of us." Nightingale nodded to Reynolds. " So you now how you can bring down the SEB." Reynolds leant forward, as much as her neck brace would allow. " Not only bring down, but to completely destroy. The information I have will not only bring down the SEB but also shake the foundations of Washington itself."

An hour later, Vesper and Nightingale were reporting back to Mother the result of Reynolds debrief. Nightingale led the discussion " She told us everything. Before they took on the Consortium contract, the SEB was hired by the government of Democratic Republic of the Congo. Ostensibly, to help them combat Russian backed rebels." Mother took out a glass of bourbon and poured them each a glass. " Yes I was aware of that. They had a vicious Civil War, in which the government eventually restored order." Vesper took her glass, taking a small sip. " The part you don't know is that the SEB was there also acting on behalf of a conglomerate of US corporations to secure the region's resources. They commited war crimes against both the rebels and the local civilian population, to secure these resources. Killed thousands, with biological weapons and death squads." She turned to her lover who finished the story. " Reynolds was there, she saw it all. But she couldn't do a thing to save anyone, she blames herself for allowing these atrocities to happen." Mother sat back in her chair, drinking deeply from her glass. " My god, biological weapons. The monsters, is there anyway we can use this?" Both operatives smiled, Vesper finished her drink. " Fortunately, Ms Reynolds also told us, that they filmed everything and even have recordings of US government officials they blackmail to keep this quiet. Not to mention the CEO's of several US corporations, all with links to the Consortium. All of this is stored at the SEB Data Hub, located underneath the Mojave Desert. She even gave us the co-ordinates, 50km due north of Vegas." Mother typed the co-ordinates into her computers. "Interesting, they use a series of decommissioned US missile silos to house their data servers. They process a total of 100TB per second. Lucky for us, Intelligence, gave us an internal blueprint of the facility, thanks to Ms Reynolds. So we have everything we need, for Operation Eagle Fall." Nightingale, finished her drink setting the glass down on Mother's desk. " She also told us, that while the facility as a full security detail. Only SEB technicians, have the security clearance to access the servers, and they need routine maintenance, that's our way in." Vesper concurred with her lover. " Our target is server two, we need all of us on this. By the way, as R and D cleared the new Morpheus gas grenades for general use." Nightingale shared a grin with Vesper. She had heard about the potency of the knock-gas from her. Mother cocked an eyebrow. " Yes, other then the fact it puts the subjects down for 8 hours and general side effects include a blistering headache, yes. I can make these available to you." Vesper leaned back in her chair, tenting her fingers in a perfect impression of Mother. " This is going to be fun." She laughed.


By the evening, group 6 were in the crew compartment of an SI stealth Blackhawk over the Mojave desert, dressed in desert camaflouge catsuits all armed with shock pistols. Vesper called them together, holding out a tablet with a satellite picture of the area. " The Data Hub, is here under these Missile Silos." She pointed to the right of the map. " This access road, provides a link between the server hub, and the technicians barracks. We will ambush a technical crew here" She traced her finger along the screen." Take their uniforms and identities. Then infiltrate the data hub, secure the evidence then extract." Any questions. Mira help up her hand. " Why can't just ambush the technical crew, at their barracks?" It was Nightingale who answered, " While the Chopper is stealth, it is not invisible. If we got close to these barracks, we run the risk of getting shot down. There are SAM' s all over the valley." Mira nodded. Vesper looked around the Chopper, " Anyone else? Last chance until we dust off in five minutes." The rest of group 6 murmured their affirmatives. " Alright, Mira grab the spike strip. Lupa be careful with the launcher, we don't want be gassing ourselves." Lupa looped the Milcor MGL over her shoulder, giving a thumbs up. " You got it Vesper." She leant back touching shoulders with Nightingale. " Should I tell them, Miranda? They have known me for years, we have served together. And they don't even know my name." Nightingale looped a strand of Vesper's platinum blonder hair out of her eyes. " I think, that decision in yours, my love. But if you really want to twist my arm, then yes." Vesper leant in and kissed her lover. "Thank you, for everything. You have shown me so much, and I look forward to learning more." Vesper called over Mira and Lupa. " I heard the pool on me reached $2000 the other day. We'll be prepared to claim your rewards." She smiled " My name is Nadja Gadot, Corporal IDF, and the Mossad. Pleased to meet you both after all these years." Mira and Lupa exchanged incredulous looks, finally after an awkward silence, Mira cleared the air " Hello Nadja. To be honest, I had you figured for a Mia. I won't be collecting that money, besides I have $25 million, already what's two grand more." Lupa looked at Nadja. " It doesn't matter, if you are Vesper or Nadja. We, Mira and I, would be dead if you two hadn't rescued us. You are my friends, and it is an honour to serve with you all." An announcement from the pilot, brought them back to the mission. " 30 seconds to dust-off. Good luck, infiltrators. " As the chopper neared the ground, Mira opened the door threw the spike strip out and dived after it, followed by the rest of Group 6. As they picked themselves up from the desert, Nightingale gave the chopper a thumbs up, then the chopper banked right receding into the desert night.


Mira rolled out the spike strip across the road, as Lupa took position with the Milcor MGL, armed with Morpheus gas. Vesper crouched behind a rock, with her night vision binoculars trained up the road, Nightingale by her side. "Here we got a hummer approaching, four female occupants, all technicians. Sweet. OK get in position, Lupa get ready with the gas" They all affixed their gasmasks, as Lupa readied the launcher.

Pamela Sawyer, and her four woman team of SEB technicians were on the way to the data hub, their shift had just started. Although, they all wondered whether or not they would still have a job after the SI had stuck the boot in with the heist. Her friends, Emily, Sarah and Naomi were seriously considering their position. They were dressed in the standard SEB technicians uniform, a black zippered jumpsuit with the SEB insignia on their right shoulder, with black work gloves, white sneakers and a matching white hard hart with a black SEB insignia in the centre, with their IDs pinned on their chest pockets. There jumpsuits were close fitting, and did nothing to hide their knockout figures. Underwhich they wore a olive undershirt and black standard issue panties. Pamela herself, had her blonde hair done up into a bun at the back of her head. Emily had her short auburn hair in a shoulder length bob. Sarah had her chestnut locks, tied into a ponytail behind her head. Naomi, the only Japanese-American in the group, had a black pixie cut. As they rounded the corner, they felt their tyres give out. Causing the Hummer to come to a screeching halt. "What the fuck?! Pamela cried. Before they could react, two gas grenades sailed through the open window, emitting white gas. The four women were over come with the fumes, Two slumped unconscious in the hummer, while the other two fell out of the car and fell onto the desert.

Nightingale, waited for the gas to dissipate. In 30 seconds, Vesper gave the the group the thumbs up. They tore off their gas masks. Vesper called out to the group. " Great shooting, Lupa, Mira dump the Spike strip." Nightingale moved to the back of the hummer and opened it. She smiled as her lover walked over. " We have four spares, shouldn't take us too long to change the tires." When Mira had finished burying the spike strip. Group 6 dragged the unconscious technicians, behind the rocks, they each picked a donor, and stripped off their catsuits. Kneeling naked beside the unconscious women, they began to strip them. Nightingale, had picked an auburn haired girl named Emily Vale, according to her ID. Nightingale, started by removing the girls hard hat, gloves and unlaced her white sneakers, slipping off her black socks off her small feet, Nightingale pulled them on her own feet. She then unzipped the the jumpsuit, hoistered the unconscious girl into a seated position, slipped the jumpsuit from her shoulders and pulled it off the body. The sleeping technician was wearing an olive undershirt and black panties, nipples peaking through the thin fabric. Nightingale, pulled off the black panties in one quick motion, slipping them over her womanhood. The technician had a small but cute vagina crowned with a trimmed strip of red pubic hair. Nightingale, pulled the undershirt over the sleeping girls head, letting her unconscious body hit the ground. She slipped the garment over her head, noting the girls small but firm B-cup breasts, with small rose petal red areolas. Nightingale dressed in the rest of the technicians uniform, finally setting the hard hat on her head. The rest of group 6, were also fully dressed. Vesper passed the mimic gun around, and one by one they assumed the forms of the sleeping naked women. Vesper, unknotted the blondes scrunchie, adopting her bun, while Mira copied the ponytail from the chestnut haired girl. Nightingale, looked over the unconscious naked women, they were a collection of different breast sizes and womanhood. As Mira and Lupa, tied up the unconscious naked women with their discarded catsuits, Nightingale and Vesper changed the tyres. After ten minutes, they dumped the spares in the trunk along with the rest of their gear, and locked it. Group 6 got onto the hummer, with Nightingale behind the wheel, Vesper at her side. She revved up the engine and drove towards the data-hub.


As their hummer drove towards the checkpoint, they were flagged down by a female SEB soldier wearing desert fatigues. " You guys are late, what time you call this?" Vesper handed the groups passes to the guard " We hit a flat on the road, took us 10 minutes to fix it." The guard shook her head. " And you call yourselves gear heads, unbelievable. Alright your clear. Go on through." She handed the passes back to Vesper, as the barrier opened Nightingale revved the hummer driving though the tunnel, as it swallowed them whole. She parked up the vehicle, and group 6 got out. They'll fell in behind Vesper, proceeding towards the lift to the lower levels. She pressed Sub- Level 2, and the lift descended into the earth towards their goal.


They exited the lift, walking pass a few technicians going about their shifts, and there were relatively few troopers present. Nightingale surmised that the heist had hit the SEB harder then they first believed. It was hard not to impressed by sheer scale of the operation here. The old silos, that once housed ICBM's housed row upon row of servers, with data points set at the rims, allowing for easy access. The air in the silos was almost arctic, necessary to keep the vast server's from overheating. After 5 minutes they found, server 2. There was no other personnel around. Mira locked the door, drawing her shock pistol just in case of Interruptions. Lupa, group 6's tech expert approached the terminal, slotting in her access card. The computer stirred into life. " Okay, running a search stream for the Congo. Ah here it is. It looks our informant was right on the money." Vesper and Nightingale walked over to her. " How long will it take to download everything." Lupa smiled, her eyes stared with longing at the servers. " With this much processing power, 2 minutes tops. We should have a similar set-up in the SI, but they have us beat." Nightingale clapped her on the shoulder, as Vesper rolled her eyes. "Oh the download, yes sorry my bad." Lupa inserted the USB dongle, and hit proceed on the monitor. Nightingale turned to Vesper. " Is it my imagination, or does it seem like they are in process of shutting this place down." Vesper removed helmet to rub her hair, before replacing it. " There are not enough guards or technicians, to keep this place afloat. I think they are removing everything offsite, We came just at the right time."

2 minutes later, Lupa removed the dongle, stowing it in her pocket. " Ok, we got everything, can we leave now, it's freezing down here." Mira opened the door, as the group exited the server room. She closed the door. As the group exited into the main concourse, they bumped into a group of technicians headed their way. On a hunch she hailed the leader. " It's OK, we wiped server 2." The leader of the group, a male letbout a sigh of relief. " Oh thanks for that. Saves us the trouble, alright boys, to the canteen coffees on me." When they walked back in the other direction, Nightingale felt Vesper give her arm a squeeze. She whispered in her ear " I love you." Group 6 entered the lift and ascended to the surface.


They got to their hummer, and drove out of the complex. Once they were out of sight of the base perimeter, they wooped and cheered. Vesper and Nightingale were in the back sea, there heads resting together. " Now it's time for that Vacation, my love." Vesper looked into the eyes of her lover, " Yes, we have certainly earned, my heart. But first we go to Israel." Nightingale held Vespers face in her arms. " I haven't forgotten, love." The lovers leant in and kissed each other deeply on the lips." Mira who was driving, turned around. " So are we heading to the SI safehouse... In Vegas." She looked at Lupa flashed a smile. " Vegas it is." She relived as the hummer, drove past the horizon.


One Week Later

" Today, several government officials and corporate CEO'S where arrested today, following shocking allegations leaked online surrounding the SEB's involvement in the Congolese Civil War. The ailing PMC was effectively disbanded, with remaining personnel and shares being brought out by the Shadow Intiative, now the world's leader in both private espionage and non- lethal technologies. In other news...

Nightingale switched off the radio, as she turned to Vesper, taking her hand and squeezing it. Nightingale, then turned to back to the road. The lovers, were driving towards the Israeli military cemetery outside Tel Aviv, having found the final resting place of Gallia Sayer. Nightingale, pulled up outside the gates of the cemetery, flanked either side by Israeli flags. Both women got out of the car, Nightingale walked the car to join Vesper. " Are ready, Nadja. If this is difficult, we can go back." Vesper hugged Nightingale, then kissed her gently. " I have been more ready Miranda, yes it is time."

Nightingale took Vesper's hand in hers, together they walked down the aisles until they came upon the grave of Gallia Sayer. It was a simple but dignified headstone, shaped in a star of David, her portrait hung in the middle. The grave was well tended. " She was very beautiful, I can see why you fell in love with her." Vesper laughed, holding back tears " Yes, I have a weakness for strong beautiful soldiers. Women who have both saved me from myself. You are so very like her." She knelt by the grave, took out a single red rose and placed it on the Grave bed. " Slalom, my heart. I have come to say goodbye, you can rest now. I have another to walk beside me, to love me." She rose up from the grave and kissed Nightingale, on the lips hugging her" Thank for bringing me her, my heart." The moment was interrupted by their phones both ringing. It was Nightingale who answered her's first " What? Slow down, operative . Tell me what happened, no that cannot be. Not the entire HQ. The Darkwatch. Dammit. Alright Vesper and I are returning to Tel Aviv station. Out " She turned to Vesper. "The Darkwatch, they just destroyed New York HQ. A bomb, a fucking bomb." Vesper, ran her hands through her hair. " No, Mira, Lupa they cannot be all be.." Nightingale hugged her, " Let's go, back to Tel Aviv. We need to get a handle on this on fast." The two women rushed into their car, and sped away, leaving the cemetery behind them.

[simon4242]

nooooooooooo hope the girls are ok......another great chapter.. i said it was time to take out darkwatch !!!

[Stormtrooper1990]

Thank you for reading simon4242

All will be revealed.

In Season 2...

There will be more uniform thefts, new missions, old foes, new friends and a surprising ally.

Can Group 6, defeat Dr Cross and the Darkwatch. And repair the SI.

[simon4242]

bloody hope so ....glad you have been renewed for season 2 ..to be continued lol

[meditions142]

Very much enjoyed the take out of the four technicians. Love the ambush followed by knocking them out with the gas grenade.

And really enjoyed the description of Nightingale striping Emily. Very well described. And enjoyed the little descriptions of Emily's body as well.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Cheers meditations, as I expand the universe, the SI will invent more ingenious gadgets for non-lethal takedowns. Depending on the situation.

I like to be as descriptive has possible when it comes to the victims, it adds to the story makes it more sensual and sexy.

The future of the series, will be more group and double takedowns.

And of course, the trusty mimic gun.

Thank you for reading my stories.

[simon4242]

marvellous absolutely marvellous

[meditions142]

as I expand the universe, the SI will invent more ingenious gadgets for non-lethal takedowns. Depending on the situation.

The future of the series, will be more group and double takedowns.

Definitely looking forward to that. I am actually more of a fan no the non-lethal. And love the idea of SI inventing gadgets to do the job.

And I do like that mimic gun. I love the idea of them using it to take on the complete appearance of the women they knock out.

[Stormtrooper1990]

My next story featuring our young lovers, Vesper and Nightingale will amp up the difficulty. They must evade the Darkwatch assassins sent after them, and escape Israel. And since they are on leave, they have no gadgets...