Darkwatch Ops:- Birthday Surprise

[Stormtrooper1990]

This is another one-shot Darkwatch operation, from their secret files following their dissolution by the Shadow Initiative. Here Darkwatch Assassin Yvonne Hart, as been assigned to assassinate Martin Hancock, owner of the nightclub The Starlight Lounge, during his birthday birthday. However the client, Hancock's jilted ex lover doesn't just want him dead, but his three friends as well and is willing to pay a bonus for each. Yvonne must get a little creative if she is to see the contact through....



As Darkwatch Assassin Yvonne Hart sat in the empty bar of the The Starlight Lounge, deep in London's Soho, nursing her Southern Comfort on the Rocks, she reflected on her mission. At 26, Yvonne was a former SAS operator and one of the finest pistol marksmen ever to grace the regiment, however she was dishonourably discharged from the service for her sociopathic tendencies and lack of empathy. Yvonne called it horseshit, they had trained her to kill what did they expect a nursemaid? Then Darkwatch had found her and saw her obvious talents, recruiting Yvonne into their assassin program. There she had flourished, and would always be grateful to the organisation for appreciating her natural talents for infiltration. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the bars mirror, liking what she saw. Yvonne was a looker with high cheekbones angular features and cunning narrow blue eyes, her short platinum blonde hair cut into a pixie cut. Her mission this evening was to assassinate Martin Hancock, the rich owner of this club, during his 35th birthday party. The client was a jilted ex-lover of Hancock's, who had offered a bonus for each one of Hancock's friends Yvonne could kill as well, and wanted to act to be public. The details didn't much matter to Yvonne, but the money did and she was prepared to do whatever the client wanted. She had the perfect tools for the job, a wire garrote and a silenced USP .45 handgun.

As she downed the last of her drink, the young pretty waitress caught her eye. "You know I cannot get another. The bar will be closed to the public in ten minutes, Mr Hancock wants everybody out. Not that there is anyone here except you." The girl had flashed her a suggestive look, which Yvonne appreciated. The only thing she loved more then her job was the the attention of beautiful women. The waitress was younger then Yvonne, perhaps 22 with sculptured cheekbones slightly squared features and almond shaped teal coloured eyes, her ash blonde hair done up into a ponytail. She was dressed in the standard uniform of the nightclub, which consisted of a tight white blouse cinched with a clip on black bow tie with a navy waistcoat with glittering stars flashed over her C-cup breasts, with a small black miniskirt that barely reached her knees and black high heels on her feet. Her name tag on her waistcoat read "Abigail". " A lot of trouble for one bloke, right. Abigail?" The waitress smiled with the use of her given name. She lent over the bar, caressing Yvonne's arm. " Well he as a stripper, in one of the back rooms. She's getting ready right now and Mr Hancock, along with his three associates want her all to themselves. Private viewing right here, for his birthday bash." Yvonne smiled at the information, that was her way in. Abigail lent in closer, " I get off in about an hour. You could hang around outside and wait for me, we could catch a few drinks." She whispered into Yvonne's ear. The assassin stroked Abigail's arm, eliciting a soft moan of desire. " I would love nothing more, sweetheart. But I'am on the clock, I'am afraid. Do I have time for a quick toilet stop?" Abigail looked a little disappointed. "Sure, just don't take to long. I would hate to see security, toss you out on that sweet arse of yours." Yvonne gave a quick kiss on the cheek and got up out of her stool, she pretended to head for the ladies toilet but once she was out of Abigail's line of sight she headed for the backrooms and for the stripper.




Rachel Dawson a part time stripogram who needed the money to fund her way through university, was stressed. At 21, she was studying for a bachelor's degree in Psychology and UCL but was having difficulty in paying for her tuition fees which was why she had taken this job, for some rich bloke at his birthday party. All she had to do was climb in this cake, and strip while it exploded, easy money. Rachel had a great figure, with small but firm B-cup breasts, slim athletic curves and a tight pert arse so she decided to use it to her advantage, but her boyfriend didn't like that was flaunting herself for money. She was dressed in a matching fluorescent pink bikini set, with pink fishnets and matching high heels. With looped earrings and a dolphin necklace. It was a her pretty girl next door look, the smooth cheekbones rounded face and big brown doe shaped eyes, that had attracted Roger to her, along with her long silky brown hair done up in a high ponytail. Still feeling the sting of Rogers latest text message gnaw at her, Rachel picked up her mobile smartphone. But before she could dial his number, Rachel felt the sensation of a wire being looped around her throat, before she had time to panic there was one sharp tug from behind. Rachel Dawson's throat was crushed instantly killing her as she was pulled to the ground.



Yvonne knelt by the dead stripper, unwinding the wire from around her slender throat, and appraising the dead girl as she took off her clothes. Yvonne felt a little disgusted at the choice of the girl's rather garish outfit, as a tomboy pink wasn't really Yvonne's colour. But the thought of the massive payoff she would get from the completion of this contract, helped her to maintain her focus. Now completely naked, Yvonne quickly stripped the dead girl out of her outfit, and accessories taking time to admire the slim attractive naked corspe, taking in the small but buoyant B-cup breasts with rose petal light pink areolas and clean shaven full vulva, her beauty marred by the red line around her throat. Yvonne got dressed in the dead strippers pink garish outfit, and when she was finished she scooped the dead girl's corspe, placing it inside the cake. Yvonne got in with her, raking back the slide of her handgun and flicked off the safety. Then closed the lid of the cake. Yvonne could feel the cake being wheeled out at the back room, overhearing the voices of two of Hancock's friends. " He is going to love this. I caught a peek of the girl total hottie." The other voice laughed. " This should help get over that stuck up wench, Gloria. She was never right for him." The first voice took a deep breath. "Yep, this is going to be a party to remember." As the cake stopped. Yvonne closed her eyes, taking a deep breath she readied herself.




As the music to happy birthday began to ring out throughout the bar, the four men begun to clap as Abigail Grayson rolled her eyes smiling. She was looking forward to seeing the girl shake her arse and flash her tits just as much a they were. As the cake exploded, to reveal the stripper they all got an unexpected surprise. It revealed a tall blonde woman, standing in a pink bikini outfit with pink fishnets standing a naked corspe of a brunette. As the blonde opened fire, gunning down Hancock and his friends in quick succession with practiced headshots, Abigail recognised her. It was the cute attractive blonde, she was chatting up earlier. Abigail quickly hid behind the bar, trying to remain out of sight. Panicking, she tried to crawl out from under the bar only to find a pair of pink fishnets and high heels meet her. She looked up, tears streaming down her face. "Please, d-don't kill me. I'am only a waitress." The assassin merely smiled. "Sorry, Abigail. No loose ends. Besides, I really like your uniform." Before Abigail could scream, Yvonne shot her through her forehead.



Wasting no time, Yvonne stripped off the outfit she had taken from the dead stripogram and knelt by Abigail's body naked, she began to strip the dead waitress. Yvonne removed the waitresses high heels and unclipped the bowtie from around her collar. After unbuttoning Abigail's waistcoat, and removing it from her shoulders, Yvonne unzipped the girls miniskirt pulling the garment off down her long divine legs, revealing a white lace bikini cut thong, protecting Abigail's modesty. She whipped off the dead girl's thong, exposing her small clit crowned with a trimmed strip of ash blonde pubic hair, Yvonne took a good long look as she pulled on her stolen panties. Satisfied that the panties were a decent fit, Yvonne unbuttoned the waitresses tight blouse peeling it off the girls shoulders and revealing her beautiful C-cup breasts covered by a matching white lace bralette. After slipping off Abigail's bralette, Yvonne stopped to admire the naked form of Abigail, the curve of her well rounded slightly pointed C-cup breasts with full pink areolas and pert peach shaped arse. She was a looker, her beautiful features marred by the red hole between her eyes, thought Yvonne a shame really but orders are orders. After she finished getting dressed in the dead woman's uniform, Yvonne picked up Abigail's coat from behind the bar and made her way out of the club through the back entrance. Leaving the naked bodies of Rachel Dawson and Abigail Grayson behind with those of her three targets.



As she walked down the alley, Yvonne tapped her earpiece. " Deadeye, reporting it. Three targets, dead. Two civilian witnesses neutralised, over." A female voice answered her. "Good work as always, Dead Eye. The client will be very pleased, transferring the payment plus the £1 million bonuses each for the secondary targets, into your account. Come on home, command out." Yvonne removed her hand from her ear piece and walked towards the safehouse, through the darkened streets of Soho.

[simon4242]

is yvonne currently in a cell lol prisoner of the si

[pc305435632]

"hitman absolution" mission 12 "death factory"

[Stormtrooper1990]

Yes, like most of the Darkwatch assassin's, barring two, Yvonne is currently a guest at SI blacksite Alpha in Siberia. Along with Isabela, Nabila and Alvarez.

[simon4242]

shame about the waitress lol

[Stormtrooper1990]

"hitman absolution" mission 12 "death factory"

Exactly, that's were I got the inspiration. Just changed the action from a factory to a nightclub and gave Yvonne an extra outfit to steal.

That scene in Death Factory, with the stripper is the very reason why we need a female hitman game.

[Stormtrooper1990]

shame about the waitress lol

Poor Abigail, just another innocent bystander who had the misfortune of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. With an outfit the assassin needed.

[Stormtrooper1990]

THE LONDON TIMES


MASSACRE AT THE STARLIGHT LOUNGE


By Samantha Robinson Local Correspondent


Police were called today to a bloody scene at the Starlight Lounge as 5 people were found brutally slain. 3 men and 2 women were reported to have been found. The men were identified as Martin Hancock the clubs owner,35, David Webb,32 and Frank Mitchell,36. The women were identified as Rachel Dawson,21 a part time exotic dancer and student. And Abigail Grayson,23 a part time waitress.


Four were found with gunshots to the head, while Ms Dawson was found with her throat crushed by strangulation. The most disturbing detail about the mass homicide, is that both women were naked, stripped of their clothing. Police are looking for a female suspect, who murdered the women to use their clothes to affect the assassination of Mr Hancock and the two other men. According to other members of staff at the club, it was Mr Hancocks birthday party and Ms Dawson was hired as the exotic dancer. As no gunshots from inside the club was heard, Police believe that a suppressed pistol was used in the murders. Which suggests a professional hit.


With no physical evidence, except the slain victims, the Metropolitan Police have no new leads and their investigations are ongoing.