Quiet on the Wards:- A Metal Gear Solid V USB Story
Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2024 8:20 pm
This story is the first of a Metal Gear Solid V double bill, that I conceived some time ago with a fellow board member on the USB discord server. It is March 11th 1984, and XOF assassin Quiet, herself a former KGB asset has been dispatched to the Dhekelia SBA Memorial Hospital in Western Ormideia to kill Venom Snake who is undergoing treatment for injuries sustained in combat. Her first task is to acquire a uniform from a nurse to allow her free movement to Venom Shake's room. Little does see now that nothing is as it seems...
Dhekelia SBA Memorial Hospital, Ladies Room 3rd floor, Dhekelia Sovereign Base Area, Western Ormideia, Cyprus, Monday 11th March 1984. 11:00am
Registered Nurse Alexandra Pikrammenos, crossed her legs as she hurriedly opened the cubicle door desperately trying to buy enough time for her to make it onto the bowl to whip down her white lace panties. Alexandra was a pretty young nurse of 24, with smooth heart shaped features prominent cheekbones and almond shaped sapphire coloured eyes. Her honey blonde hair tied into a sensible bun under her white nurses hat. She had a perfect petite athletic figure hugged by her zipped up white nurses uniform dress, ID pinned to her left breast, that come up to just above the knee which just about showed the tops of her matching lace stockings that covered her divine long legs that delighted both male and female patients alike, and matching high heels. Hiking up her uniform to get at her panties, Alexandra breathed a sigh of relief as she placed her peach shaped ass on the cold steel bowl whipping down her underwear between her ankles, exposing her full pussy crowned with a trimmed strip of golden hair to void her already full bladder.
As her piss emptied into the bowl, Alexandra's thoughts turned to the horrifyingly scarred man in ward 05 on the third floor. I hope that patient recovers soon. He's been through so much, waking up after a nine year coma. Well at least he's up and speaking to us, that's a good start. I just hope whomever attacked him doesn't follow him here. Suddenly she felt a wire loop around her throat, from behind her. Alexandra whimpered in fear as she tried desperately to pull the cord from her throat, which was cutting into the flesh of her slender neck but her attacker was too strong. Then the young nurse heard the sickening crack of her neck breaking as the wire was pulled tight. Letting out a slow rattle of breath, Alexandra slumped dead onto the toilet bowl the last of her piss trickling from her wet pussy, legs spread wide open.
Ignoring the smell of stale urine and fear emanating from the dead nurse, Quiet unlooped her fiber wire garrote from around the girls ruined neck then in a feat of athletic agility turned herself upright, dropping from the vent to land at the feet of the half naked nurse. "Hmm? Alexandra Pikrammenos, registered nurse, pretty thing. Looks like I get to be you for the day." She said to the corpse in russian accented English, reading off her ID badge. Peeling off her sleeveless catsuit dropping it to the ground, completely naked Quiet admired the deep thin red cut left by her signature weapon, a little blood seeping from the wound. "At least you didn't piss on your panties and stockings, I will be needing them along with everything else." Unzipping the nurses dress to prevent the blood from sullying the clothing, Quiet let out an appreciative grunt as she beheld the nurses C-cups covered by a matching lace bra. "And your a straight bust match too, lucky me. Well let's get started Alexandra."
Scooping up the dead woman's panties from the floor, which had come off in the struggle Quiet whipped them up her legs between her thighs. Savouring the feel of the lace on her bare skin. It's been a while since I have worn lace, and they fit quite snugly as well. Alexandra had great taste in underwear. Peeling the stockings down the dead nurses long divine legs one at a time followed by the high heels, Quiet took time to appraise Alexandra's meaty full womanhood. Looks like it's seen some action, perhaps from a guy or girl who won't be getting anymore of it. Had I met her in a bar, I might have had a taste myself. Pulling up the nurses stockings, the assassin straddled the dead woman removing her hat before slipping the uniform dress down off her shoulders to her waist to expose the bra. Reaching around Alexandra's back, Quiet unhooked the nurses bra revealing well formed buoyant C-cup breasts with full puffy pink areolas and perky nipples. Snapping on the girl's bra, she slid the rest of the uniform dress off the naked body.
After quickly getting dressed in the dead nurses uniform, Quiet loosened her hair adopting the woman's bun and swapped out the photograph from her ID. When she was finished, the assassin spared Alexandra's tight naked body still smelling faintly of urine one final look. Closing the nurses cold accusing eyes, Quiet slipped from the cubicle closing the door behind her, leaving the still warm corpse of Alexandra Pikrammenos to cool as she sat on the toilet bowl. Her life, identity and dignity stolen from her.
West Ward Corridor 11:15am
Her disguise allowed Quiet to blend into the hospital staff going about their business, none the wiser. As part of her plan, the assassin made her way to the dispensary to acquire a lethal dose of Rocuronium, a surgical paralytic that in very high doses induces suffocation and death in just under a minute. The nurses uniform and identity would allow her to access the drug and administer without raising too much suspicion. After all who ever suspects the nurse? Finally arriving at the medical dispensary cupboard, Quiet scanned Alexandra's ID on the reader catching her reflection on the glass of the door. She was an attractive toned 26 year old, known also as Tixij by her old soviet handlers until she had defected to XOF taking her orders directly from her boss Skull Face. Now she took the name Quiet because her victims never saw or heard her coming, that and her expertise in the art of disguise. Murdering women and taking everything from them to better assume their identities. Quiet smiled catching her oval faced features, grey-green eyes and dark brown hair. The sound of the card reader chiming snapped her back into the present, opening the door she slipped inside.
It didn't take the assassin long to find what she was looking for. Checking the first refrigerator she came across, Quiet took out two vials along with a syringe, filling it up with the deadly substance before pocketing it in her stolen uniform dress next to her fiber wire. Closing the refrigerator door and disposing of the empty vials in a trash bin, Quiet swept from the room making her way through the busy corridor towards Ward 05 and her target Venom Snake or "Big Boss" as the enemy called him.
Ward 05 11:25am
Entering the ward, Quiet flashed a smile to her target who was lying on his back horrifically scarred but conscious, his life monitored by the beeping of his ECG machine. So this is the infamous Venom Snake? He doesn't look like much, this will be all too easy. The scarred man smiled back, wincing at the pain it caused him. "Well, well another pretty nurse to keep me company. I feel better already. What can I do for you, nurse?" Quiet smiled sweetly taking out the syringe of Rocuronium. "I have just brought you something to help you rest, my dear" She approached Venom Snake's IV drip as the man nodded. "Ah, good. Just when the pain was beginning to overwhelm me, do your worse nurse." Chuckling innocently Quiet took out the full syringe walking over to Venom's IV bag, removing the cap she flicked the needle to keep up appearances if anything else. "Huh? Needle's big enough. So glad you're not pricking that into my arm." Snake winked. Returning the gesture, Quiet injected the mixture directly into the bag then lent over the bed.
The effect was instantaneous. Snake began to feel pain shooting through his entire body, he tried to move to make a grab at the nurse but he felt pinned to the bed unable to move or to cry out, unable to breathe as is airways began to constrict. His only hope was if someone would hear the frantic beeping of his ECG monitor, a hope that was soon dashed as the nurse lent over simply switching it off. Snakes eyes widened in shock reading the name on the ID badge Alexandra Pikrammenos? She was in here yesterday changing my linens. Who is this woman? Seeing the accusing look in his eyes, Quiet caressed his bandaged face. "If you're wondering I killed a woman for this uniform, it's my speciality. And now I'am going to watch you die. It's nothing personal, you escaped the XOF 9 years ago Snake you got lucky. But Skull Face has a long memory and as sent me to collect. He sends his regards, farewell." She said watching him die with a detached curiosity. Feeling his consciousness fade in burning pain, Snake's one good eye closed. He let out a slow barely audible rattle slumping dead in his bed.
Her job done, Quiet turned towards the door her stolen heels clacking off the floor. Ugh! I hate heels, I can't wait to slip on my boots and get out of this place. I hate hospitals, although this job definitely has been memorable. Suddenly a man appeared in the doorway, wearing blue patient scrubs an eye patch covering his left eye. His eyes looked to the dead man on the bed then to her. "Who are you?! You're obviously not a nurse since you killed him." Her cover blown, Quiet kicked off her heels then took out her fiber wire, flexing it. "You're in my way." She said backing away towards the window as the mysterious patient advanced on her. "Oh please you don't even have a weapon. I will kill you easily." The man glanced at a medical cart, snatching up a jar of medical ethanol grinning widely raising the jar high. "We will soon see about that, assassin." He smashed the jar on the ground between them then took out a Zippo lighter from his pocket, tossing the open flame onto the puddle.
All hell broke loose, Quiet dropped her fiber wire bringing her hands up to shield herself from the searing flames that touched her skin. "You fool, you'll kill us both?!" She yelled at the one eyed man who simply smiled at her. Feeling her stolen uniform begin to smolder, Quiet had no option but to turn from the flames and leap though the window letting out a grunt of pain as the glass dug into her skin before she went into free fall.
The Hospital's Rear Parking Lot, 11:35am
Using her training to block out the pain, Quiet aimed for a cart of discarded linens tucking into a roll as she landed with a soft thud. Rolling out of the cart crouching onto the tarmac, the assassin tore off her smoldering nurses uniform and underwear with a roar of frustration looking up at the 3rd floor ward flames licking out from the window, taunting her. Damn it! I was careless! I should have just left but I had to watch him die. Who was that guy? He held himself like a soldier or someone with training. Well, I underestimated him and look where it got me. I won't make that mistake again. Now I need some new clothes and a car, I have to report in. Despite my lapse in judgement, the mission was a success. The sudden screeching of car tires broke Quiet from her thoughts. Snapping her head to the source she grinned widely, not believing her luck.
It was a young woman, 21 or 22 by Quiet's estimation and a looker too. An attractive girl with diamond shaped features, gentle cheekbones and bright hazel doe shaped eyes framed by a long curtain of light chestnut coloured hair. Unhooking her seatbelt, the woman got out of her car a look of concern on her face, allowing Quiet to appraise her new wardrobe. The girl was dressed in an attractive black leather jacket, opened to reveal a white tank top that covered her small B-cup breasts, a small crucifix gracing her slender neck, tight belted dark blue skinny jeans with black and white laced converse trainers. She might be a little on the small side but I can't afford to be picky, besides I really like her jacket. The girl held her hand to her mouth in shock at the sight of the naked slightly smouldering Quiet. "Oh my God! Are you okay?! Do you need help?" Pulling her best distressed face, Quiet called out. "Help me please!" Slamming her car door shut, the young girl ran over to her doom.
21 year old Helena Giannakopolou, who had just returned from visiting her sick mother rushed to the distressed naked woman's side. She looked up at the 3rd floor seeing the roaring flames then down at the torn smouldering uniform and underwear surrounding her. "Are you a nurse? Did you just fall out of that window?" She asked the woman in a shocked whisper. The nurse merely nodded. Her face full of sympathy, Helena took off her jacket putting it around the naked woman to cover her modesty. "Here put this on. Everything is going to be alright." To Helena's surprise the nurse merely chuckled shooting up her head to look her dead in the eyes. "Thanks for the jacket, girl. But I will be taking everything else from you as well." Helena felt a trickle of fear down her spine, she reared back confused. "W-what?! I don't understand-ugh!" The nurse suddenly gripped Helena around her throat then flicked her wrist to the right before the girl could cry out. The last sound that Helena Giannakopolou heard has her young life was snuffed out was the sharp crack of her neck breaking.
After closing the young girls eyes, Quiet gently lowered her corpse then searched her pockets finding her driver's licence in her rear jeans pocket. "Helena Giannakopolou, 21, huh my guess was right." She smiled reading off her name, before yanking off her necklace. " Let's get you out of those clothes, you sure won't be needing them anymore." Putting on Helena's jewellery, the assassin unlaced the girls converse trainers pulling them off her feet along with her pastel pink socks. "Damn, a size smaller than me. Well, beggars can't be choosers." The assassin sighed testing the trainers against her feet. There wasn't anything she could do about the size of the footwear, so Quiet unbelted Helena's jeans working them past her hips and down her long dancers legs. Not being particularly squeamish the assassin whipped off the girls pastel pink lace trim scanty panties, balking at the awful colour, exposing a small clitoris topped with a faint trimmed strip of chestnut brown hair and tight plum shaped ass. While the nurse had good taste in underwear, the same cannot be said for this girl. At least she has a cute ass. Now let's see what else she has under the hood. Rolling the half naked girl onto her back, Quiet pulled the tank top over her head to reveal a matching pink cropped camisole protecting her B-cup breasts. Don't get me wrong, I like camisoles but not this colour. The things I do for the mission. Flicking up Helena's arms, Quiet pulled off her tanktop getting a good luck at the youthful, well formed breasts with dark pink rose petal areolas. Letting the dead naked girl flop back onto the pavement, the assassin quickly dressed in her stolen clothes including the underwear.
To Quiet's surprise the whole outfit wasn't as bad as she feared it would be. The underwear sat well despite Helena being slightly smaller than she and while the assassin could just about get into the jeans, the tank top and jacket did fit which was a blessing. Satisfied with her new look, Quiet dragged the naked corpse by her ankles around to her car trunk. Popping it open, she stashed Helena's corpse within getting another look at her tight buttocks before slamming the door shut. Getting behind the wheel, the assassin put the car into gear making her way towards the front gate driving past fleets of first responders.
Ward 05 Hospital 3rd floor The Same Moment
Driven back from the window by the intense flames, Venom Snake turned towards the exit as the flames began to spread consuming the body of his unwilling body double. I have to admit, Ocelot's crazy plan actually worked. My taking the name Ishmael and putting together this sting operation certainly drew the XOF out but still I feel bad for my poor bastard of a double. Now who was she? Suddenly as if he had spoke of the devil himself, Ocelot's long blonde form appeared in the doorway accompanied by a team of doctors armed with extinguishers who fought to bring the fire under control. "You just couldn't help blowing something up, could you?" He joked in his thick Russian accented English. Snake shook his head. "I don't have anytime for your shit, Ocelet. I want to now who that assassin was and how the hell she got in." The man smiled beckoned him forward with a finger. "Well I was just getting to that part, Snake. Follow me, I have a little surprise for you that may shed some light on that."
3rd Floor Women's Bathroom 11:45am
Snake followed Ocelet into the third floor women's toilet, were they came to a single cubicle, door slightly ajar. "And look what we have behind door number on." Ocelet said with theatrical flair, pushing the door open to reveal a dead naked blonde woman sat on the toilet bowl legs spread wide, her pussy and breasts exposed. Honey blonde hair dangling loosely around her shoulders, arms hanging limpy by her sides. Snake covered his mouth guarding against the smell of stale urine emanating from the body. She would have been sleeping, were it not for the thin red bloodied cut across her throat that spoke of her cause of death. "Damn, garroted while taking a piss. What a bad way to go." Ocelet shook his head. "Yes, she makes a pretty little corpse but that's irrelevant. Do you see the open vent above her head and the discarded catsuit by the woman's feet. Not to mention the lack of clothes on the victim? What does that tell you?" Slightly irritated by Ocelot's detachment, Snake nodded. "That our assassin entered here through the vents. Our victim here is the real nurse, she is garroted and stripped her uniform stolen by our mystery woman." Ocelot nodded impressed. "Very good, my dear Snake. Our assassin is indeed a master of her craft. Lucky for you I know exactly who's M.O this is."
"Come on Ocelet, spit it out? It's never stopped you before." The blonde haired man let out an impatient sound. "You really are no fun, Snake. Anyhow, this is the handiwork of Quiet. A particularly ruthless assassin who specialises in disguise and infiltration." Snake folded his arms, averting his eyes from the nurses naked body. "And you know her how?" Ocelet shrugged as they walked out of the cubicle. "Only through reputation, I'am afraid. Quiets her codename and she used to be former KGB until XOF and Skull Face approached her with a better offer. She as a penchant for killing other women and completely stripping them to disguise herself during her jobs. You have to admit her work is sublime." Snake closed the door on the naked corpse. "Hmph! I set fire to your sublime assassin and drove her out of the window. But I think she got away." Ocelet grinned leaning against the cubicle frame. " You really are such a gentleman, Snake. Well, you can expect to find another dead woman stripped naked nearby. Quiet doesn't stand on ceremony and she will need a new set of clothes, perhaps even transportation were I her. So you're officially KIA now, Snake. For all intents and purposes a dead man. What are you going to do? Retire?" Snake let out an exasperated sigh. "Not while these bastards are loose and a threat to global security. I will track down Quiet and XOF. They won't see me coming." He said before storming out of the bathroom, leaving Ocelet with the body. "Someone definitely needs a sense of humour transplant." Ocelet quipped behind his back.
Outskirts of Dhekelia, 12:00pm
Connecting the call scrambler to the pay phones receiver, Quiet used some of Helena's spare change to dial the number of her employer. After two rings the line connected. "Ah, Quiet. It's good to hear from my most favourite operative. I trust you ran into no complications and that our business in Dhekelia is concluded?" Came the deep tone of Skull Face. Quiet smiled. "Yes sir. Venom Snake lies dead in his bed but there were complications." There was a slight pause. "Complications? What sort of complications my dear? You aren't injured I trust?" The assassin shook her head. "Nothing serious, there was an unplanned variable a man guarding Snake but I managed to escape. I eliminated two witnesses; the first a nurse for her uniform and a mere slip of a girl on the way out, I stole her clothes and car for exfil." Skull Face laughed, a deep inhuman sound that always set her on edge. "Well done, my dear Quiet. I trust you to dispose of any evidence then come on back home. There is work to do, Venom Snake was just the beginning. Farewell for now, child." With that he hung up. After dismantling the scrambler device and setting the headset back on the receiver, Quiet slipped from the phone box back towards the car.
Popping open the trunk, Quiet glanced down at the cold beautiful naked corpse of Helena Giannakopolou admiring her slim gentle curves, her breasts and ass. "It's nothing personal, Helena. You just had a couple of things I needed." The assassin quipped taking the body under her arms, dragging her out of the trunk towards the road side ditch. "If it's any consolation this jacket looks better on me than it did on you and your death served a higher course." Setting the body down on the lip of the ditch, Quiet paused crouching next to the dead body. Taking her two fingers, she gently explored Helena's labia tracing the folds of her sex before tasting the dead girls juices, smacking her lips. "You tasted very sweet, Helena. Had we met in a bar, we might have had a wild night. But alas..." Standing up, she placed her foot on Helena's hip tipping the corpse down into the ditch were she came to rest ass up.
Her work done, Quiet spared the dead girl's ass one last appreciative glance before getting back into the car. Switching on the engine, she drove away following the signs to the airport. Her thoughts turned to the mysterious man in the hospital. Who was he? Intel said nothing about him. I have the feeling he may be trouble further down the line. Shaking the thoughts from her head, Quiet focused on the road ahead. She felt no guilt, no pity or remorse for that matter. Just the satisfaction of a job well done.
Dhekelia SBA Memorial Hospital, Ladies Room 3rd floor, Dhekelia Sovereign Base Area, Western Ormideia, Cyprus, Monday 11th March 1984. 11:00am
Registered Nurse Alexandra Pikrammenos, crossed her legs as she hurriedly opened the cubicle door desperately trying to buy enough time for her to make it onto the bowl to whip down her white lace panties. Alexandra was a pretty young nurse of 24, with smooth heart shaped features prominent cheekbones and almond shaped sapphire coloured eyes. Her honey blonde hair tied into a sensible bun under her white nurses hat. She had a perfect petite athletic figure hugged by her zipped up white nurses uniform dress, ID pinned to her left breast, that come up to just above the knee which just about showed the tops of her matching lace stockings that covered her divine long legs that delighted both male and female patients alike, and matching high heels. Hiking up her uniform to get at her panties, Alexandra breathed a sigh of relief as she placed her peach shaped ass on the cold steel bowl whipping down her underwear between her ankles, exposing her full pussy crowned with a trimmed strip of golden hair to void her already full bladder.
As her piss emptied into the bowl, Alexandra's thoughts turned to the horrifyingly scarred man in ward 05 on the third floor. I hope that patient recovers soon. He's been through so much, waking up after a nine year coma. Well at least he's up and speaking to us, that's a good start. I just hope whomever attacked him doesn't follow him here. Suddenly she felt a wire loop around her throat, from behind her. Alexandra whimpered in fear as she tried desperately to pull the cord from her throat, which was cutting into the flesh of her slender neck but her attacker was too strong. Then the young nurse heard the sickening crack of her neck breaking as the wire was pulled tight. Letting out a slow rattle of breath, Alexandra slumped dead onto the toilet bowl the last of her piss trickling from her wet pussy, legs spread wide open.
Ignoring the smell of stale urine and fear emanating from the dead nurse, Quiet unlooped her fiber wire garrote from around the girls ruined neck then in a feat of athletic agility turned herself upright, dropping from the vent to land at the feet of the half naked nurse. "Hmm? Alexandra Pikrammenos, registered nurse, pretty thing. Looks like I get to be you for the day." She said to the corpse in russian accented English, reading off her ID badge. Peeling off her sleeveless catsuit dropping it to the ground, completely naked Quiet admired the deep thin red cut left by her signature weapon, a little blood seeping from the wound. "At least you didn't piss on your panties and stockings, I will be needing them along with everything else." Unzipping the nurses dress to prevent the blood from sullying the clothing, Quiet let out an appreciative grunt as she beheld the nurses C-cups covered by a matching lace bra. "And your a straight bust match too, lucky me. Well let's get started Alexandra."
Scooping up the dead woman's panties from the floor, which had come off in the struggle Quiet whipped them up her legs between her thighs. Savouring the feel of the lace on her bare skin. It's been a while since I have worn lace, and they fit quite snugly as well. Alexandra had great taste in underwear. Peeling the stockings down the dead nurses long divine legs one at a time followed by the high heels, Quiet took time to appraise Alexandra's meaty full womanhood. Looks like it's seen some action, perhaps from a guy or girl who won't be getting anymore of it. Had I met her in a bar, I might have had a taste myself. Pulling up the nurses stockings, the assassin straddled the dead woman removing her hat before slipping the uniform dress down off her shoulders to her waist to expose the bra. Reaching around Alexandra's back, Quiet unhooked the nurses bra revealing well formed buoyant C-cup breasts with full puffy pink areolas and perky nipples. Snapping on the girl's bra, she slid the rest of the uniform dress off the naked body.
After quickly getting dressed in the dead nurses uniform, Quiet loosened her hair adopting the woman's bun and swapped out the photograph from her ID. When she was finished, the assassin spared Alexandra's tight naked body still smelling faintly of urine one final look. Closing the nurses cold accusing eyes, Quiet slipped from the cubicle closing the door behind her, leaving the still warm corpse of Alexandra Pikrammenos to cool as she sat on the toilet bowl. Her life, identity and dignity stolen from her.
West Ward Corridor 11:15am
Her disguise allowed Quiet to blend into the hospital staff going about their business, none the wiser. As part of her plan, the assassin made her way to the dispensary to acquire a lethal dose of Rocuronium, a surgical paralytic that in very high doses induces suffocation and death in just under a minute. The nurses uniform and identity would allow her to access the drug and administer without raising too much suspicion. After all who ever suspects the nurse? Finally arriving at the medical dispensary cupboard, Quiet scanned Alexandra's ID on the reader catching her reflection on the glass of the door. She was an attractive toned 26 year old, known also as Tixij by her old soviet handlers until she had defected to XOF taking her orders directly from her boss Skull Face. Now she took the name Quiet because her victims never saw or heard her coming, that and her expertise in the art of disguise. Murdering women and taking everything from them to better assume their identities. Quiet smiled catching her oval faced features, grey-green eyes and dark brown hair. The sound of the card reader chiming snapped her back into the present, opening the door she slipped inside.
It didn't take the assassin long to find what she was looking for. Checking the first refrigerator she came across, Quiet took out two vials along with a syringe, filling it up with the deadly substance before pocketing it in her stolen uniform dress next to her fiber wire. Closing the refrigerator door and disposing of the empty vials in a trash bin, Quiet swept from the room making her way through the busy corridor towards Ward 05 and her target Venom Snake or "Big Boss" as the enemy called him.
Ward 05 11:25am
Entering the ward, Quiet flashed a smile to her target who was lying on his back horrifically scarred but conscious, his life monitored by the beeping of his ECG machine. So this is the infamous Venom Snake? He doesn't look like much, this will be all too easy. The scarred man smiled back, wincing at the pain it caused him. "Well, well another pretty nurse to keep me company. I feel better already. What can I do for you, nurse?" Quiet smiled sweetly taking out the syringe of Rocuronium. "I have just brought you something to help you rest, my dear" She approached Venom Snake's IV drip as the man nodded. "Ah, good. Just when the pain was beginning to overwhelm me, do your worse nurse." Chuckling innocently Quiet took out the full syringe walking over to Venom's IV bag, removing the cap she flicked the needle to keep up appearances if anything else. "Huh? Needle's big enough. So glad you're not pricking that into my arm." Snake winked. Returning the gesture, Quiet injected the mixture directly into the bag then lent over the bed.
The effect was instantaneous. Snake began to feel pain shooting through his entire body, he tried to move to make a grab at the nurse but he felt pinned to the bed unable to move or to cry out, unable to breathe as is airways began to constrict. His only hope was if someone would hear the frantic beeping of his ECG monitor, a hope that was soon dashed as the nurse lent over simply switching it off. Snakes eyes widened in shock reading the name on the ID badge Alexandra Pikrammenos? She was in here yesterday changing my linens. Who is this woman? Seeing the accusing look in his eyes, Quiet caressed his bandaged face. "If you're wondering I killed a woman for this uniform, it's my speciality. And now I'am going to watch you die. It's nothing personal, you escaped the XOF 9 years ago Snake you got lucky. But Skull Face has a long memory and as sent me to collect. He sends his regards, farewell." She said watching him die with a detached curiosity. Feeling his consciousness fade in burning pain, Snake's one good eye closed. He let out a slow barely audible rattle slumping dead in his bed.
Her job done, Quiet turned towards the door her stolen heels clacking off the floor. Ugh! I hate heels, I can't wait to slip on my boots and get out of this place. I hate hospitals, although this job definitely has been memorable. Suddenly a man appeared in the doorway, wearing blue patient scrubs an eye patch covering his left eye. His eyes looked to the dead man on the bed then to her. "Who are you?! You're obviously not a nurse since you killed him." Her cover blown, Quiet kicked off her heels then took out her fiber wire, flexing it. "You're in my way." She said backing away towards the window as the mysterious patient advanced on her. "Oh please you don't even have a weapon. I will kill you easily." The man glanced at a medical cart, snatching up a jar of medical ethanol grinning widely raising the jar high. "We will soon see about that, assassin." He smashed the jar on the ground between them then took out a Zippo lighter from his pocket, tossing the open flame onto the puddle.
All hell broke loose, Quiet dropped her fiber wire bringing her hands up to shield herself from the searing flames that touched her skin. "You fool, you'll kill us both?!" She yelled at the one eyed man who simply smiled at her. Feeling her stolen uniform begin to smolder, Quiet had no option but to turn from the flames and leap though the window letting out a grunt of pain as the glass dug into her skin before she went into free fall.
The Hospital's Rear Parking Lot, 11:35am
Using her training to block out the pain, Quiet aimed for a cart of discarded linens tucking into a roll as she landed with a soft thud. Rolling out of the cart crouching onto the tarmac, the assassin tore off her smoldering nurses uniform and underwear with a roar of frustration looking up at the 3rd floor ward flames licking out from the window, taunting her. Damn it! I was careless! I should have just left but I had to watch him die. Who was that guy? He held himself like a soldier or someone with training. Well, I underestimated him and look where it got me. I won't make that mistake again. Now I need some new clothes and a car, I have to report in. Despite my lapse in judgement, the mission was a success. The sudden screeching of car tires broke Quiet from her thoughts. Snapping her head to the source she grinned widely, not believing her luck.
It was a young woman, 21 or 22 by Quiet's estimation and a looker too. An attractive girl with diamond shaped features, gentle cheekbones and bright hazel doe shaped eyes framed by a long curtain of light chestnut coloured hair. Unhooking her seatbelt, the woman got out of her car a look of concern on her face, allowing Quiet to appraise her new wardrobe. The girl was dressed in an attractive black leather jacket, opened to reveal a white tank top that covered her small B-cup breasts, a small crucifix gracing her slender neck, tight belted dark blue skinny jeans with black and white laced converse trainers. She might be a little on the small side but I can't afford to be picky, besides I really like her jacket. The girl held her hand to her mouth in shock at the sight of the naked slightly smouldering Quiet. "Oh my God! Are you okay?! Do you need help?" Pulling her best distressed face, Quiet called out. "Help me please!" Slamming her car door shut, the young girl ran over to her doom.
21 year old Helena Giannakopolou, who had just returned from visiting her sick mother rushed to the distressed naked woman's side. She looked up at the 3rd floor seeing the roaring flames then down at the torn smouldering uniform and underwear surrounding her. "Are you a nurse? Did you just fall out of that window?" She asked the woman in a shocked whisper. The nurse merely nodded. Her face full of sympathy, Helena took off her jacket putting it around the naked woman to cover her modesty. "Here put this on. Everything is going to be alright." To Helena's surprise the nurse merely chuckled shooting up her head to look her dead in the eyes. "Thanks for the jacket, girl. But I will be taking everything else from you as well." Helena felt a trickle of fear down her spine, she reared back confused. "W-what?! I don't understand-ugh!" The nurse suddenly gripped Helena around her throat then flicked her wrist to the right before the girl could cry out. The last sound that Helena Giannakopolou heard has her young life was snuffed out was the sharp crack of her neck breaking.
After closing the young girls eyes, Quiet gently lowered her corpse then searched her pockets finding her driver's licence in her rear jeans pocket. "Helena Giannakopolou, 21, huh my guess was right." She smiled reading off her name, before yanking off her necklace. " Let's get you out of those clothes, you sure won't be needing them anymore." Putting on Helena's jewellery, the assassin unlaced the girls converse trainers pulling them off her feet along with her pastel pink socks. "Damn, a size smaller than me. Well, beggars can't be choosers." The assassin sighed testing the trainers against her feet. There wasn't anything she could do about the size of the footwear, so Quiet unbelted Helena's jeans working them past her hips and down her long dancers legs. Not being particularly squeamish the assassin whipped off the girls pastel pink lace trim scanty panties, balking at the awful colour, exposing a small clitoris topped with a faint trimmed strip of chestnut brown hair and tight plum shaped ass. While the nurse had good taste in underwear, the same cannot be said for this girl. At least she has a cute ass. Now let's see what else she has under the hood. Rolling the half naked girl onto her back, Quiet pulled the tank top over her head to reveal a matching pink cropped camisole protecting her B-cup breasts. Don't get me wrong, I like camisoles but not this colour. The things I do for the mission. Flicking up Helena's arms, Quiet pulled off her tanktop getting a good luck at the youthful, well formed breasts with dark pink rose petal areolas. Letting the dead naked girl flop back onto the pavement, the assassin quickly dressed in her stolen clothes including the underwear.
To Quiet's surprise the whole outfit wasn't as bad as she feared it would be. The underwear sat well despite Helena being slightly smaller than she and while the assassin could just about get into the jeans, the tank top and jacket did fit which was a blessing. Satisfied with her new look, Quiet dragged the naked corpse by her ankles around to her car trunk. Popping it open, she stashed Helena's corpse within getting another look at her tight buttocks before slamming the door shut. Getting behind the wheel, the assassin put the car into gear making her way towards the front gate driving past fleets of first responders.
Ward 05 Hospital 3rd floor The Same Moment
Driven back from the window by the intense flames, Venom Snake turned towards the exit as the flames began to spread consuming the body of his unwilling body double. I have to admit, Ocelot's crazy plan actually worked. My taking the name Ishmael and putting together this sting operation certainly drew the XOF out but still I feel bad for my poor bastard of a double. Now who was she? Suddenly as if he had spoke of the devil himself, Ocelot's long blonde form appeared in the doorway accompanied by a team of doctors armed with extinguishers who fought to bring the fire under control. "You just couldn't help blowing something up, could you?" He joked in his thick Russian accented English. Snake shook his head. "I don't have anytime for your shit, Ocelet. I want to now who that assassin was and how the hell she got in." The man smiled beckoned him forward with a finger. "Well I was just getting to that part, Snake. Follow me, I have a little surprise for you that may shed some light on that."
3rd Floor Women's Bathroom 11:45am
Snake followed Ocelet into the third floor women's toilet, were they came to a single cubicle, door slightly ajar. "And look what we have behind door number on." Ocelet said with theatrical flair, pushing the door open to reveal a dead naked blonde woman sat on the toilet bowl legs spread wide, her pussy and breasts exposed. Honey blonde hair dangling loosely around her shoulders, arms hanging limpy by her sides. Snake covered his mouth guarding against the smell of stale urine emanating from the body. She would have been sleeping, were it not for the thin red bloodied cut across her throat that spoke of her cause of death. "Damn, garroted while taking a piss. What a bad way to go." Ocelet shook his head. "Yes, she makes a pretty little corpse but that's irrelevant. Do you see the open vent above her head and the discarded catsuit by the woman's feet. Not to mention the lack of clothes on the victim? What does that tell you?" Slightly irritated by Ocelot's detachment, Snake nodded. "That our assassin entered here through the vents. Our victim here is the real nurse, she is garroted and stripped her uniform stolen by our mystery woman." Ocelot nodded impressed. "Very good, my dear Snake. Our assassin is indeed a master of her craft. Lucky for you I know exactly who's M.O this is."
"Come on Ocelet, spit it out? It's never stopped you before." The blonde haired man let out an impatient sound. "You really are no fun, Snake. Anyhow, this is the handiwork of Quiet. A particularly ruthless assassin who specialises in disguise and infiltration." Snake folded his arms, averting his eyes from the nurses naked body. "And you know her how?" Ocelet shrugged as they walked out of the cubicle. "Only through reputation, I'am afraid. Quiets her codename and she used to be former KGB until XOF and Skull Face approached her with a better offer. She as a penchant for killing other women and completely stripping them to disguise herself during her jobs. You have to admit her work is sublime." Snake closed the door on the naked corpse. "Hmph! I set fire to your sublime assassin and drove her out of the window. But I think she got away." Ocelet grinned leaning against the cubicle frame. " You really are such a gentleman, Snake. Well, you can expect to find another dead woman stripped naked nearby. Quiet doesn't stand on ceremony and she will need a new set of clothes, perhaps even transportation were I her. So you're officially KIA now, Snake. For all intents and purposes a dead man. What are you going to do? Retire?" Snake let out an exasperated sigh. "Not while these bastards are loose and a threat to global security. I will track down Quiet and XOF. They won't see me coming." He said before storming out of the bathroom, leaving Ocelet with the body. "Someone definitely needs a sense of humour transplant." Ocelet quipped behind his back.
Outskirts of Dhekelia, 12:00pm
Connecting the call scrambler to the pay phones receiver, Quiet used some of Helena's spare change to dial the number of her employer. After two rings the line connected. "Ah, Quiet. It's good to hear from my most favourite operative. I trust you ran into no complications and that our business in Dhekelia is concluded?" Came the deep tone of Skull Face. Quiet smiled. "Yes sir. Venom Snake lies dead in his bed but there were complications." There was a slight pause. "Complications? What sort of complications my dear? You aren't injured I trust?" The assassin shook her head. "Nothing serious, there was an unplanned variable a man guarding Snake but I managed to escape. I eliminated two witnesses; the first a nurse for her uniform and a mere slip of a girl on the way out, I stole her clothes and car for exfil." Skull Face laughed, a deep inhuman sound that always set her on edge. "Well done, my dear Quiet. I trust you to dispose of any evidence then come on back home. There is work to do, Venom Snake was just the beginning. Farewell for now, child." With that he hung up. After dismantling the scrambler device and setting the headset back on the receiver, Quiet slipped from the phone box back towards the car.
Popping open the trunk, Quiet glanced down at the cold beautiful naked corpse of Helena Giannakopolou admiring her slim gentle curves, her breasts and ass. "It's nothing personal, Helena. You just had a couple of things I needed." The assassin quipped taking the body under her arms, dragging her out of the trunk towards the road side ditch. "If it's any consolation this jacket looks better on me than it did on you and your death served a higher course." Setting the body down on the lip of the ditch, Quiet paused crouching next to the dead body. Taking her two fingers, she gently explored Helena's labia tracing the folds of her sex before tasting the dead girls juices, smacking her lips. "You tasted very sweet, Helena. Had we met in a bar, we might have had a wild night. But alas..." Standing up, she placed her foot on Helena's hip tipping the corpse down into the ditch were she came to rest ass up.
Her work done, Quiet spared the dead girl's ass one last appreciative glance before getting back into the car. Switching on the engine, she drove away following the signs to the airport. Her thoughts turned to the mysterious man in the hospital. Who was he? Intel said nothing about him. I have the feeling he may be trouble further down the line. Shaking the thoughts from her head, Quiet focused on the road ahead. She felt no guilt, no pity or remorse for that matter. Just the satisfaction of a job well done.
