The Return of Morales Pt2

[Stormtrooper1990]

Following their escape from the jungle snare, Morales and her lover Rodriguez have been dismissed from the federal police. Forced to go on the run, with no options left the couple receive a mysterious visitor with a lifeline. Who is the mysterious Destiny Andrews? And how can she set them on the path to a final confrontation with Alvarez? Now without any further ado.


As Destiny sat herself down at the small table by the window. Rodriguez rose from the bed, to sit herself next to her lover. "Who's the Chica? Another American?" Morales clasped her hands on the table, as Rodriguez kissed her on her cheek. " So Destiny Andrews, who did you say you work for?" Destiny smiled as she reached into her handbag, taking out two business cards sliding them across to the couple. " I'am a senior case officer of the Shadow Intiative, we are a private military and espionage contractor, that specialises in non-lethal technology." Morales had heard something on the news about the SI. " You were behind that $1 Billion dollar heist a month ago, right. You managed to cripple the world's most powerful PMC in a single stroke. That was pretty slick stuff, but what has this got to you with us?" Destiny sat back in her seat. " Like I said before Ms Morales. We have need have of highly capable agents such as yourself and your girlfriend. And we believe that you can help us with a difficult operation, we have in progress. Tell me, what do you know of the Bitch of the Amazon, Michelle Alvarez?" The lovers blood ran cold as they heard her name for the second time." We have history, my team and I apprehended her. After we captured her, we stole the uniforms of her and her crew, then we managed to capture their guerilla camp. With not a shot being fired." Destiny nodded in appreciation. " I read the report. A masterful display, you would do well in the SI." Morales took a deep breath before continuing. "Alvarez escaped, she and her crew murdered 10 people in the course of their escape, 5 prison guards and 5 American tourists, we still haven't found their bodies." Destiny took out a cigarette and lit it. " Then both of you are exactly who you need. You assist us in bringing Alvarez and her crew to justice, then consider it your induction. You will be immune from all prosecution, we can protect you, and you can have your rank's back." Rodriguez folded her arms. "So what's the catch." Destiny took a drag from her cigarette. " A catch? Well you could call it that. Once you join, you disappear. Your identities wiped from every government database from her to the Antarctic. Inside the SI, you wil keep your birth names but to the world at large, Cristina Morales and Carmen Rodriguez will not exist. Are you still interested?" Morales looked to her lover, the offer seemed too good to be true, but she didn't sense that Destiny would lie to them. Morales nodded first. " Yes, we have lost everything because of her. I will join you." Rodriguez kissed her lover, passionately. " Well we are a package deal, chica. We she goes, I go." Destiny smiled as she stubbed out her cigarette. " Excellent, grab your bags. I have a car waiting out front. Shall I take the liberty to have you considered for couples status." Morales was surprised, she had never heard of couples serving together in the same team. " You can do that?" She asked. " Ms Morales, as you will discover, we are the SI. We can do whatever we want to do." With that the two former police officers grabbed their stolen packs, and followed Destiny to her car."


Michelle Alvarez, or the Bitch of the Amazon as the papers had coined her now, sat in her command centre at the heart of Fort Libertad. While the others, including her beloved Essi, had reverted back to the clothes they had stripped from the American tourists they had killed a few nights before, Alvarez was still wearing the uniform she had stolen from the bitch Morales. For her it served as a trophy of her victory over Morales. Over the last couple of days, they had raided police camps and terrorised villages, using the uniforms and M4's so kindly taken from Morales and her pig squad. The thought of her hanging there being eaten alive by Jaguars, made her a little aroused. " Hey, Alvi why are you still wearing that pig suit? It must stink to high heaven Came the voice of her lover, Essi. Alvarez got up, walking towards her, she pulled her into a passionate embrace. Their sex life had improved markedly, since their victory over Morales. " Essi, what's a matter you seem distracted?" She said as they pulled out. Essi, who was dressed in the clothes she had taken from the corpse of Angela Cooper, creaked her neck. " Aguilera, went to scout the area where you left Morales, as you instructed." She took a deep breath before telling her lover. " Morales and her team were gone. Apparently, they were set free by American tourists, who were jumped by Morales and the pig squad. They stole their clothes and got back to civilisation. That was all Aguilera could make out, she had to bug out. The site was crawling with police and paramedics taking the chicas to hospital." Alvarez took a deep breath, before she went back to the table, then shoved everything off of it screaming in rage. After a moment, Essi approached her lover, gently laying a hand on her shoulder. " It doesn't matter, they are finished, my love. There is nothing they can do, to stop our meeting with Darkwatch." Alvarez was still unsure about accepting their help, foreigners had already bled Columbia dry, would these Darkwatch hombres be any different. She turned to her beloved Essi, smiling, she gently caressed her cheek. " You have always been my shining star Essi, you always know what to say to keep me on a level." Essi lent in and passionately kissed her on the " I know, sweetheart. Now let me peel you out of that pig suit." Essi gently pulled her lover down onto the war table, as they give into carnal bliss.


It had taken 30 minutes for Morales and Rodriguez, along with Destiny Andrews to reach the SI forward camp. As the couple got out of the car, Morales spotted a number of soldiers, wearing dark green fatigues, walking around the camp. They were all carrying unusual weapons, that looked like something from Star Trek. They had battery packs attached to their magazines, and barrels that looked like energy coils. " What guns are those?" She asked Destiny. "MK2 shock rifles, standard SI issue for our military division." Rodriguez fell in next to her lover. " Interesting, non-lethal weaponry. Imagine what we could with these weapons." Destiny shook her head. " We don't market to law enforcement, nor militaries. Despite our advances, they still insist on lethal means to prosecute their enemies. We have a change of clothes in the barracks tent for you. once you are properly attired and showered. I will introduce you to your team and run you past the operation." As Morales and Alvarez, walked over to the shower tent, they stripped out of their stolen clothes. Each taking a cubicle. " So what do make of Destiny, of the SI, Cristi?" Said Rodriguez as showered. " I must admit, Carmen, I'am impressed. They are much better equipped then the police, it looks like they have the Americans beat as well. I think we can make a real difference here." Rodriguez nodded in agreement. " With their help, Alvarez and her goons will not stand a chance."


Once they were dressed in SI fatigues, the lovers walked towards the command tent. There they found Destiny in deep conversation, with three SI soldiers. She looked up smiling, when she saw them. " Morales, Rodriguez. How are the new threads?" Morales moved around in her new tactical suit, it felt more comfortable and pliable then anything she had worn before. " You know our sizes. It fits me like a glove." Rodriguez smiled, seeing her lover happy lifted her spirits. " Even your uniforms are of the art. I could get used to this." Destiny exchanged glances with her colleagues, who smiled in appreciation. " Glad to hear it. This is Sgt Pavlova, Corporals Donnelly and Foley." She gestured to to a woman with shoulder length black hair on the left, and to another brunette an attractive woman with wavy black hair and green eyes, and finally an equally attractive chestnut haired girl with a short ponytail. From the way they looked at each other, Morales could tell they were in love. " They are from squad 1 3rd Infiltration regiment, these three have just returned from Operation Swordfish." The three nodded their greetings. "Let's go over the plan."


Destiny cleared her throat, switched on the tables holographic interface. " Our intelligence, believes that Darkwatch contacted Alvarez arranging a meeting tonight to assist in her restructuring of her guerillas." Morales held up her hand. " Excuse me who are Darkwatch? And how do they relate to Alvarez?." It was Pavlova, who spoke up in a Russian accent." They are an international terrorist outfit, and our enemies. Part of their MO is to fund, train and equip people like Alvarez. By supporting her, they have access to the Colombian drug markets, thus increasing their revenue streams." Morales nodded in understanding, as Destiny continued. " Fortunately, we have prepared a little trap for our Darkwatch friends. We have blown a tree down, five clicks from Fort Libertad, to block the road. You, Rodriguez, Pavlova, Foley and Donnelly will subdue the female Darkwatch operatives inside, take their uniforms. This will get you into Fort Libertad, from there, you incapacitate Alvarez and her team. Questions?" Rodriguez folded her arm's. " The uniforms won't do us any good, Alvarez will spot us a mile away." Pavlova smiled, she gestured to Donnelly. " Show her the mimic gun, Siobhan." Donnelly reached around the back of her fatigues. She handed Morales a strange looking pistol, with a double trigger, with green liquid inside. " What's a mimic gun?" Donnelly smiled. " It's the signature weapon of our Elite Infiltrators. This one is a loan from a friend, she will be wanting it back." She spoke with a pleasing Irish lilt. " It allows the operative, to take the appearance of a female subject. It allows for seemless Infiltration, you take their face, appearance, even voice. No-one knows it's you. We don't partake ourselves, but Group 6 swears by it and I have seen them in action." Morales eyes widened, she turned to her lover. " With this she won't see us coming, we can finally get justice." She and Rodriguez laughed with joy, kissing passionately. Corporal Foley smiled. " Wait till they see the Morpheus gas grenades." Morales pulled out of the kiss. " Wait, did you say gas grenades?"


Lieutenant Barbara Cassidy and her four woman team of Darkwatch soldiers, were already late for their meeting with the Guerrilla Alvarez. When she had had heard much of the so called Bitch of the Amazon, and most of it impressed her. Darkwatch respected those that took what they wished from those to weak to keep it themselves, the recent attacks on Darkwatch by the infamous group 6, were starting to bite, they needed the money if their ambitions where to be realised. She caught her reflection in the mirror, at 26 she was a looker with short fly away platinum blonde hair with a right hand side quiff, high cheekbones, with narrow blue eyes and an angular face. She the wore the crimson jumpsuit, and matching beret of the officer Cadre, with black combat boots, fingerless gloves, tactical vest with a USP.45 holstered across her chest. The other troopers wore the standard black fatigues and berets, issued with C-TAR21 rifles and USP.45s holstered at their hips. She glanced to her driver, Corporal Anna Lyndström, a Swedish trooper with light brown hair, done up in braids along the side of her head, with pale blue eyes, shallower cheekbones and a heart shaped face. The other three troopers in her squad, Privates Sandra Costigan, an ash blonde with her ponytail at the back of her head, Rachel Dunbar, a red head with an auburn bun at the base of her neck, and Jessica Kendall, a raven headed soldier with a pixie cut, they were all young, pretty and fresh out of bootcamp. As they drove down the access road, their headlights made out a fallen log blocking the road. As Lyndström, brought the hummer to a stop, Cassidy cursed under her breath. " Of all the.. Corporal! Go outside and take a look." Before Lyndström, could exit the hummer two gas grenades sailed on through the open window. Cassidy and her squad were quickly overcome by the white gas, coughed until they slumped unconscious in their seats.

Donnelly, and the two lovers tore off their gas masks. " Well?" Said the Irish woman, as she hefted the Milcor MGL over her shoulder. "That was fucking awesome, I have never seen the like." Rodriguez clicked her fingers. " Now that's what I'am talking about. How long will they be out?" She asked. Foley had walked over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. " These are the new MK2 grenades, so about 12 hours. We had nothing like this when me and Ana were with Darkwatch." Morales raised her eyebrows. " You and your girlfriend were Darkwatch?" Donnelly nodded. " It's how we met. If it weren't for Operatives Nightingale and Vesper, I shudder to think where will be." Ana smiled. "Now we fight evil, and do it together." Their earpieces crackled, it was Pavlova. "Alright, gather up and conduct disguises. Between them they dragged out the unconscious bodies, and lined them up on the grass. " I invoke officers privilege, the Lieutenant is mine. Ok, newbies" Pavlova gestured to Morales and Rodriguez. "Pick one, just take the uniform. They generally wear the same standard issue crap, under their clothes as we do. Unless they were feeling kinky." The three SI soldiers laughed, Donnelly and Foley add already stripped down to their underwear, and started to strip the ash blonde and dark haired unconscious troopers. Morales and Rodriguez appraised their choices. " I will take the girl with the braids, she is cute." Rodriguez laughed " Good choice, I will take the redhead, I have always wanted to go red." Morales stripped off her SI fatigues, then knelt by the unconscious woman and began to strip her. Morales started by removing the girl's, beret, gloves, holster, boots and tactical vest, When she was finished, she unzipped the jumpsuit, slipping it free of the shoulders peeling it off the soldiers unconscious body, down her long dancer's legs. This left the unconscious woman, in matching black sheer crop vest and black shorts, the nipples of her C-cup breasts peaked through the sheet fabric. Morales couldn't deny the soldier was pretty, with her toned athletic body, but she knew better, she had Carmen. She finished getting dressed in her stolen uniform, she then knelt by the unconscious woman. Taking out the mimic gun, she followed the steps that Donnelly had showed her, taking a sample of the girl's blood, she had said that the green liquid were nanobots. Morales then held the gun to her neck, taking a deep breath she pulled the double trigger. She yelled in pain, Carmen, who was also fully dressed in her stolen uniform, rushed to her side." My god, Cristi. Your changing." Morales could feel her facial features shifting, her eyes, skin and voice changed. Staring out in wonder, as she slowly became a carbon copy if the half-naked brunette. She laughed, passionately kissing her lover. " Man that was so fucking hot, just give me a moment." Morales took the mimic gun, assuming the form of the half-naked red head, as Morales copied the brunettes braid." Man, that was intense. Damn, I hate this fucking stupid accent." She said in a Scottish accent. Pavlova, Donnelly and Foley now dressed in their stolen uniform. " Vesper once told me, that the first time is always the hardest. For what it's worth I'am sorry I didn't say anything." Said Pavlova, Morales shook her head. " It's ok, we were actually turned on by it." She went a bright shade of red. Pavlova chuckled. "That's what Nightingale says, they do make a cute couple." She turned to her squad. " Donnelly, radio Destiny Tell her to a send a team, to round up these sleeping beauties. We have a meeting to attend." As they cleared the log from the road, they in the hummer, with Morales behind the wheel.


As they drove towards Fort Libertad, Pavlova turned to Morales. " So what can we expect?" Morales filled her in on the details on Alvarez's crew. Pavlova nodded." So, Fuentes, Ventura, Aguilera, and Alvarez's lover Espinosa." Morales nodded. " If you see an opening take it, Alvarez is clever, vicious.If she doesn't kill you, she will make a example of you, I would say strike first." Pavlova took out a small sleek pistol and handed it to Morales. " Its a MK2 shock pistol, the little sister to the rifle. It fires faster, quicker then any other weapon on the market. Trust me Alvarez won't know what hit her." As they drove up to the gate to Fort Libertad. Morales gestured to the women on the gate. " The one on the left, shoulder length hair, is Ventura. The one on the right, darker skin is Fuentes. Don't take them lightly." Pavlova smiled, as Donnelly and Foley put on what looked like a black cycling glove on their right hands. As, Morales pulled the hummer up to the gate, Fuentes walked up to Pavlova's window as Ventura opened the gate. " What's this, you pendejos cannot keep good time?" Pavlova flashed an apologetic smile. " My apologies, we Darkwatch are usually punctual, but we had to clear a fallen branch from the road." Fuentes shrugged. " Whatever. Park over there. Boss is expecting you I wouldn't keep her waiting." She walked away, to assist Ventura with the gate. As soon as Morales drive the hummer into the compound, Donnelly and Foley rolled out of the vehicle. They quickly and silently crept up on the unsuspecting guerillas, then pinched the two of them in the vagus nerve, with a brief electric shock. The two guerrillas gave brief cries of arousal before dropping unconscious, the two SI troopers the dragged them into the bushes. Morales was stunned , they had just taken out two of Alvarez's team right off the bat. Morales shot a look at her lover, who laughed clapping her on the back. " That was bad ass. You guys don't fuck around." Pavlova smiled. " SI rule 101. Strike swiftly, strike silently, strike true." When Donnelly and Foley reunited with the group, they all proceeded into the caverns.


They were met, a little further down the tunnel by the inner door, by Aguilera, Alvarez's sniper. She was dressed in the clothing she had taken from the murdered student Peyton Davis, a pink sorority tanktop and jeans, with white sneakers, and cradling a suppressed Dragunov. " So you must be the Darkwatch, that took an interest in us. I see Ventura and Fuentes were too lazy to give you the tour. Well the command centre, is on the first left past the armoury. The heffa and Espinosa are waiting there, enjoy your chat." As she got back to her rifle " Thank you." Pavlova said as she gently gently laid a hand on her vagus nerve, and squeezed, sending a brief electric shock, into her nerve cluster. The sniper gave a small cry of arousal, before she collapsed unconscious. Morales was impressed, three down two to go. Pavlova turned to her. " Me and Destiny decided that you and Rodriguez should have the honour of taking down Alvarez and Espinosa. We have no right in taking the shot." Morales and Rodriguez smiled at her. " Thank you, Sergeant. You have no idea how much this means to us. You and your team are good people." Pavlova shook their hands. " We will be here, to exfil. Good luck." Morales and Rodriguez shared a passionate kiss. "Let's do this, Carmen." Rodriguez bounced on her feet, with anticipation. " I have been looking forward, to this. My love." They readied their shock pistols and proceeded into the caverns.

When they entered the Command centre. They found Alvarez and Espinosa, in the command centre. Morales stiffened. The bitch was still wearing her uniform. Alvarez's brow furrowed with confusion. " What is the meaning of this? Where is your superior officer? Morales and Rodriguez walked around the table. " Hello, Alvarez. I don't think you would recognise us. Since we borrowed these faces, just to get to you." Alvarez shot an amused look to her girlfriend. " Is this some sort of joke, or are you loco?" Both of them laughed. Morales laughed sarcastically. " Well you did leave us hanging in the jungle, I suppose anything is possible." The smirks from their faces were soon wiped off, a dawning realisation setting on their faces. " Morales and Rodriguez! I was told you escaped but I never thought you would be fool enough to come here, wait, where is our team?." Rodriquez laughed, a strange sound in her borrowed scottish accent. " Suprise, bitches. They are fast asleep and you will be joining them soon." Morales was enjoying everybit of this moment. " You see, we found friends. Good people, with the best technology money can buy. Allow me to show you." Alvarez and Espinosa moved to draw their sidearms, but Morales and Rodriguez were quicker on the draw. They fired once each, hitting both guerrillas square in the chest, they were hit with brief electric shocks, giving brief cries of pain before they collasped unconscious. Morales and Rodriguez lowered their shock pistols, both women came together and passionately kissed, relief flooded through them. " It's over, it's finally over." Morales said as she pulled out. Rodriquez laughed as she hugged her lover, twirling her around in ecstasy. When they were finished. Morales signalled Pavlova. " Pavlova. Targets down, they are all yours. Thank you for this gift." She said, as her and Rodriguez held hands, leaving the command centre.


2 hours later, now dressed back in SI fatigues, there faces returned to normal. Morales and Rodriguez, stood hand-in-hand as they saw the SI troopers load the unconscious bodies of Alvarez and her crew, now wearing orange prison jumpsuits. " Amazing work, you two. Pavlova commends you both very highly." Destiny had walked over, she was carrying their old police tactical suits. " We found these, in the tunnels. What would like to do with them?" Morales looked at the only thing that remained of both their old lives. She looked to her lover the to the black woman. " We don't need them anymore, too many bad memories, burn them. We have everything we need now." Destiny smiled and turned to walk way. " Wait, you never really needed us, did you? You could have taken Alvarez all by yourselves." Said Morales. Destiny turned back to face them. " True, but the SI needs you. Women with courage, conviction and skill. The Darkwatch are still out there, and we need all the help we can get. Welcome, to the SI, Lt Morales and Sgt Rodriguez." She saluted them both and walked away. Rodriguez turned to Morales, drawing her into a embrace. " Well, I think we are going to fit in just fine." Morales kissed her on the lips. " I can you one thing I won',t miss from this place, the fucking mosquitoes." They both laughed, as they passionately kissed, then turned to see the sunrise.

[simon4242]

thaank you stormzy ..wonderful .....i have a theory that the darkwatch ops in this story straight out of bootcamp can be redeemed but the senior officers deserve their punishment , you could have a spinoff with all the redeemed ex darkwatch ops ..in the meantime you have made my wishes come true lol

[Stormtrooper1990]

It was my pleasure.

I hope that Rodriguez and Morales, will enjoy their new jobs, with an organisation that appreciates their talents.


I think that Siobhan and Annabeth, are proof that your average Darkwatch trooper, is just someone looking for answers, but they end up stuck, looking for a way out. Some if given the chance will defect, especially when they are out of earshot of their employers.

I was considering doing a spin off with squad 1, featuring ex Darkwatch Siobhan and Annabeth as the two main characters, alongside their team I introduced in operation Swordfish.

[simon4242]

sounds wonderful maybe you can have cameos from the four newbie uniform victims in this story especially anna and sanra and rachel lol

[meditions142]

I was away from my computer for a bit and come back to more stories! Stormtrooper1990, you are amazing!

These two new Morales stories are fun.

In this story, I really loved the gas scene. I especial liked to image Sandra, Rachel and Jessica. It is fun to image that the three pretty young women passing out on top of each other in the back seat.

And love that we now have Mk2 gas. Great to see how long it puts the women to sleep. The fact they will sleep for 12 hours is indeed fun.

I like too the idea of the five women being left laying side by side in their standard issue underwear.

I like Simon4242 thought the three fresh out of bootcamp Privates can be redeemed. I like to picture the low level Deathwatch employees as not really knowing the evil they serve. Just naive women who took a job.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Thanks Meditions142

I really enjoyed writing this ending(or a new beginning) for Morales and Rodriguez. Finally able to bring their nemesis, Alvarez to justice. I can imagine Morales gets a new team, possibly with the Darkwatch recruits as trainees, with Rodriguez faithfully by her side.


It's a common practice in the SI, to try and turn any Darkwatch prisoners against their former masters. The officer's like Greene and Cassidy are fanatics, but the troopers are just naive young women, lured in with the prospect of a uniform, training and purpose, but generally like you said unaware of the evil fascist intentions of their employer. Siobhan and Annabeth, also serve a role to act like ambassadors to convince these women of their error in judgement.


The MK2 gas grenades were introduced by the start of Swordfish, so Vesper and Nightingale used them on the Coastguard. Further upgrades to follow for the SI include the MK2 Mimic gun, with longer duration, ideal for more longer term infiltration. I was also thinking of a strobe or pulse grenade, just in case the uniform donors are wearing gasmasks.

[meditions142]

A strobe grenade could be fun. Perhaps it could be something that actually puts the woman under kind of hypnosis. Basically entrancing her and making her subject to mind control. She could be made to divulge information such as access codes, guard locations, etc. and then made to strip. She could also be made to lure her colleagues into traps. Then, when she is no longer useful, she could be told to sleep and she would fall into a deep slumber.

Could see that used on a sentry or two!

[Stormtrooper1990]

A strobe grenade could be fun. Perhaps it could be something that actually puts the woman under kind of hypnosis. Basically entrancing her and making her subject to mind control. She could be made to divulge information such as access codes, guard locations, etc. and then made to strip. She could also be made to lure her colleagues into traps. Then, when she is no longer useful, she could be told to sleep and she would fall into a deep slumber.

Could see that used on a sentry or two!

In, my next story, the penultimate . The SI, learn the master plan of Darkwatch. A decapitation strike on the world leaders, during the G20 summit in London at the Shard, using the bioweapon. Group 6, swing into action, and they learn the Darkwatch clones infiltrated the building disguised as maintenance workers. Nightingale gets an idea, to disguise themselves as Firefighters. They fake an emergency, evacuate civilians then stop the attack.

They use pulse grenades on the Firefighters, since they are wearing gas masks, they trap them in a similar way to the paramedics in Paris


And your strobe Grenade idea is great. That could be something to use, for the final S2 story and perhaps beyond.

[simon4242]

marvellous.... can you plse make sure the firefighters are found later we love a little aftermath comment lol stormzy

[Stormtrooper1990]

They will be, my friend.

The Met will be baffled though.

I just hope that the nurses or paramedics don't go on strike on the day of the attack.