by Fleming
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This is the seventh story in my famous actressess series. Like the last one this will be written in chapters and I´ll post new chapters when I can and hope to finish it in the next week or so.
Prolog.
Not to long into the future mankind has mastered the technology to clone human beings.
The Goverment has taken to using this new technology in there military operations by cloning there best fighters over and over again.
To avoid confusion each clone is permitted to select a name of there choosing.
Small units that go by the codenames Adam´s(all male) and Eve´s(all female) are used for the most dangerous and covert missions.
Each unit consists of three identical clones and the original soldier they are cloned from.
The original is the leader of the unit.
On this particular day one such Eve unit was on a mission of the highest importance.
They were to deliver a metal suitcase containing secret incription codes to a hidden armybase in the Nevada desert.
This team consisted of Major Amelia Akerman and her three clones, Alice the driver of the teams jeep, Alicia the gunner and Alexa the gurdian of the suitcase.
They had been selected for this mission due to there outstanding record so far.
This mission was top secret and no trouble was expected.
Unfortunatly and without anyones knowlege, a former russian colonel turned mercenary by the name of Irina Derevko had learned of this mission and had planned to get her hands on the codes so she could sell them to the highest bidder.
Along with her two most trusted assassins, Scarlett and Nadia, Irina had planned an ambush for Major Akerman´s team in a small canyon in a rocky area in the desert.
Irina had under her command fifteen identical clones whom she had gotten made from the blood of her most vicious fighters, Stella, just before she died.
Starring.
Jennifer Garner as Major Amelia Akerman.
Jennifer Garner as Alice.
Jennifer Garner as Alicia.
Jennifer Garner as Alexa.
Co Starring.
Rachel Nichols as Scarlett.
Sienna Miller as Nadia.
Catherine Bell as Stella clones.
and Cate Blanchett as Colonel Irina Derevko.
Note that the outfit and look on the photos are as they look in the story. They were specially chosen to express the look I have in mind.
Chapter 1. Me and my replicants.
A small sandstorm followed the back tires of the jeep as it raised through the desert at such a speed that even the most foolhardy drivers wouldn´t even dream of trying to catch up with it.
This was exactly what Major Amelia Akerman was counting on.
She was eager to deliver the codes as soon as possible and didn´t want to give anyone a chance to get close to them, however unlikely it was that anyone would try.
Amelia was looking forward to being done with this mission as she was going to get a long awaited vacation.
The thought of getting away from her clones, whom she jokingly called "her replicants" an idea she got from the movie Blade runner, was something she had wanted to do for a while.
However much that her clones meant to her(the relationship between a clone and a original was a strange one and not without emotional connection), she couldn´t help but feel weird about being surrounded by herself all the time.
Contrary to what Amelia had thought before being cloned, although clones share the memories, skills and knowlege of there original, they do not share the same personality at all.
For example, her oldest clone and driver,
Alice, who sat beside her behind the wheel of the jeep, was an adrenaline junkie and always took greater risks than she had to and had a deep passion for rock´n´roll music, which Alice was currently blasting through the sterio, which deeply annoyed Amelia, who hated it and had always preferred classical.
Alicia her second clone who was sitting behind Amelia and cleaning her sub-machine gun, got a lot of satisfaction out of killing and never seemed happy unless she was on a mission, at the firing range or disassembing an AK-47 in her room.
Amelia really didn´t feel much of a connection to her at all.
Alexa her youngest clone was the only one of the three Amelia really felt was at all like her and she seemed to have far better judgement then the other two which was the reason Amelia chose her to guard the suitcase which she now had in her lap in the seat behind Alice.
They had been driving for about an hour and a half when they got to an area at the foot of some mountains that were filled with cliffs as far as the eye could see when Amelia told Alice to stop the jeep.
They were at the entrance of a large and wide canyon.
Amelia could see that there options were to either go through the canyon or go around it.
"What do you think? Go around or go through?
Alice asked.
Amelia didn´t like the idea of going into such a closed off area. A perfect place for an ambush.
But going around would take hours and they were on a deadline.
"We go through."
Amelia announced.
Without a word of protest the jeep headed inside the canyon.
Alicia didn´t have to be told to cock her sub-machine gun and keep her finger on the trigger.
After a few minutes drive Alice slammed down on the breaks, hard so that the jeep came to a sudden and violent stop.
This surpriced and angered the others as the slammed painfully forward.
"What the f**k are you doing."
Amelia hurrled at her.
"There´s someone lying on the road."
Alice replied in a serious tone.
Simultainiosly Amelia, Alicia and Alexa looked up and saw the form of a beautiful halfnaked woman lying facedown in the sand, not three feet form the jeep.
The woman on the ground was only wearing a green bikini a lightbrown armyshirt and very sexy black leatherboots with stilletto heels.
She wasn´t moving.
"What do we do Major?"
Alexa asked as her hand slide towards the handle of her berretta thatlay on the seat next to her.
"Alice, go check on her. Alicia watch her back. Alexa, stay put."
Amelia ordered.
Without hesitation,
Alicia wipped herself over the side of the jeep and the heels of her black latew boots hit the sand.
Her sub-machine gun was already aimed on the motionless woman.
Alice stepped out of the jeep, her Colt 45. already in her hand.
The wind blew her hair up and she felt it on her naked thighs.
The sun reflected in the gilded snap on the side of her black leather boots.
When Alice was right next to the sexy woman on the ground, she kicked her gently to see if she was alive.
This was not what Amelia wanted to hear.
The woman slighlty moved and Alice aimed her Colt at the back of her head as she called back to the jeep that she was alive.
With the tip of her boot, Alice rolled the woman onto her back.
The woman had her shirt open and revealed her green bikini top.
She was a bit out of it and as she looked up at Alice for the first time and was startled to see the Colt stairing her in the face.
"Who the f**k are you? What are you doing here?"
Alice screamed at her.
The woman was terrified and started to beg for her life as she moved away from Alice by pushing herself with her hands and feet so that the stilletto heels of her boots dug in the sand.
"Stay the f**k still and answer or I´ll blow your head off."
Alice meant every word.
"Hendricks... Lt. Hendricks from Fort Brag and I don´t know what the f**k I´m doing here. I can´t remember how I got here."
The woman screamed back at her so loud that everyone by the jeep could hear her clearly.
Alice looked over her shoulder at Amelia who gave her the O.K. to bring her to the jeep.
Alice lowered her weapon and offered Lt. Hendricks her free hand and helped her up.
Alice and the Lt. walked side by side towards the jeep.
Amelia kept a very focused look on Hendricks as they got closer to the jeep.
"Thanks I don´t know how the hell I got out here but I...
Lt. Hendricks whole body jerked back as a bullet ripped into her right breast.
She screamed from the pain and shock and was violently pulled down.
A few drops of her blood splattered on Alice´s right cheek and she watched her fall in almost slow-motion.
Lt. Hendricks crashed down on sand hard on her back.
Her boots still hung in the air and then slammed down on the sand and bounced off of the ground for a second and then they fell in the sand again.
Her hands landed on either side of her and were spread-eagled.
Alice looked back shocked towards the jeep, straight into the barrel of the smoking revolver in Amelia´s hand.
Amelia stood half out of the jeep, one foot still inside and her free hand, rested on the open jeep door that she stood behind.
She lowered the revolver and closed the door.
Alice looked down on the dying Lt. Hendricks.
The bullet had hit her in the exposed part of her right breast.
Blood ran down from the large hole across her breasts.
There was nothing but fear in Hendricks eyes and as she tried to talk or breath, Alice couldn´t tell which, all she did was cough up blood.
Her leather boots kicked in the sand as she twitched in her death rattle.
She gasped a last breath and her boots slowed down and went still.
Alice looked back up at Amelia who was walking towards her.
Amelia wore the exact same kind of boots as Alice did and her long buttoned up officers coat flaped in the wind at the buttom.
Dangling from the belt on her coat was a long bayonette in a holster, Amelia´s close contact weapon of chose, and her revolver swung in her hand by her side.
Amelia stopped next to Alice and looked down on the dead Lt.
"Why the hell did you do that?"
Alice was a bit upset by Amelia´s actions.
"Look at the ID tag on her shirt."
Amelia pointed to the silver nametag, pinned to the dead womans shirt next to her left breast.
It read Lt. Himmel. Amelia had always been blessed with extremely good eyesight and unlike her clones, a great attention to detail.
"She was lying."
Amelia stated.
"Holy sh*t. What the f**k does that mean."
"It means that we need to get the hell out of here.
Search her quickly and then lets get out of here."
Amelia said before turning back to the jeep.
Alice figured that the only place the Hedricks imposter could hide anything would be in her boots.
Alice pulled them off of the dead womans naked feet one by one and found nothing in them.
She then let them drop next to the lifeless body and ran back to the jeep.
On a cliff overlooking the whole scene,
Colonel Irina Derevko stood and watched.
Her right hand woman,
Nadia stood behind her.
"Begin the attack. Non of them leaves alive."
Irina spoke with a smile on her lips.
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Chapter 2. The Attack of the clones.
Alice slammed the gearshift into reverse and the jeep roared backwards.
Suddenly a large truck came up behind them, blocking there escape.
Alice was just able to slam down on the breaks before crashing into it.
Alicia didn´t waist any time and had already turned around, pointing the barrel of her sub-machine gun at the windshield of the truck.
The sub-machine gun roared and the trucks windshield turned into swiss cheese.
The moans and screams of the women inside the truck were drowned out by the shooting and Alicia´s repeated screams.
"TAKE THAT YOU f***ing CUNTS AND SUCK ON IT."
Finally the sub-machine gun ran out of bullets and was silent.
The drivers door of the truck opened softly and the beautiful woman slummped out and fell on her left side in the sand.
All four of the Eve unit were surpriced to see that the now dead driver of the truck was identical to the Lt. Hendricks imposter even there uniforms were the same, right down to the black leather boots with the stilletto heels.
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She lay still, blood running from all nine bulletholes in her chest, shoulders and neck.
A pistol was still in her hand.
In the passenger seat of the truck another woman who was the drivers exact double in every way sat still.
Her head had slumped to the side and rested up against the side window.
Blood ran down from the bullet hole between her eyes.
"Clones."
Amelia stated.
"Well duhh."
Alicia replied.
Amelia shot her a dirty look.
She then turned to her driver, Alice.
"No time to lose, get us out of here."
"Yes sir."
Alice replied aware of the ubsurdity of refering to someone who was identical to herself in every way, right down to the mole under her left breast as "sir".
Just when Alice was about to shift the jeep into drive, the windshield infront of her was shattered by a single burst of automatic firing.
Alice screamed with shock and pain as she jerked back and slammed back in her seat.
Amelia, Alicia and Alexa all looked shocked froward at the same time and spotted yet another one of the black booted clones on the middle of the road infront of them, not five feet away.
She was struggling with her machine gun, that had jammed after the first shoots.
Amelia took one glance at Alice, lying back in her seat, moaning in pain, and she felt herself overcome with hate.
She jumped out of the jeep and ran towards the clone who was still struggling with her machine gun.
Amelia withdrew the bayonette from the holster at her waist as she ran.
The clone looked up and saw the beautiful woman in the long, buttoned officers coat and black boots running towards her with her bayonette drawn and felt a rush of fear wash over herself.
She pointed the machine gun at Amelia and franticly pulled the trigger over and over without any luck.
Amelia plunged the bayonette between the womans wonderful breasts so hard that she was hoisted from the ground for a second and the tip of the blade pierced out through the back of her shirt.
Amelia held the dying woman upright by the handle of the bayonette.
The womans boots twitched in her death rattle and blood spat out of her mouth before she slumped forward and died.
Blood dripped of the tip of the bayonette and stained the back of her shirt.
Amelia yanked the blade out of the womans chest and she fell facedown into the sand.
The toes of her stilletto boots face straight down.
Amelia turned and hurried back to the jeep.
Alexa had pulled the wounded Alice out of the jeep and was examining her wounds while Alicia was fearcly pointing her sub-machine gun in every direction, hoping for a chance to fill more of those f***ing cunts fill with lead.
Alice sat up against the cliff and she was in obviously in a great deal of pain but didn´t want to show it and was doing her best to act tough.
Amelia could see that she had been hit in the right shoulder and high up on the chest below the shoulder.
Blood ran down her light colored desert jacket and her boots kicked in the sand as Alexa was pressing down on her chest wound with no regard to how painful it was.
"We need to hurry before more show up. The best thing to do is to split in two groups and go for high ground."
Amelia announced.
"Alice won´t be able to do it. She´s hurt bad."
Alexa said seariously.
"Leave me,. I´ll just slow you down.
Alice said firmly.
Amelia hated the thought of leaving her but she knew that it had to be done.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes now f**k off before we all end up dead in this f***ing canyon."
Alice ordered.
Amelia ordered Alexa and Alicia to head up a narrow path that would most likely lead them to the top.
She then handed Alice the spare machine gun from the jeep and placed her hand on Alice´s cheek.
"I´m sorry."
"Just go, I´ll get as many of these bitches as I can and by you time."
"Thank you."
Amelia said softly before she ran after Alexa and Alicia.
Alice then pulled herself up with a great deal of effort and took her position in the cover of the cliff near the jeep.
"This was a great idea."
She said to herself as she heard her enemy´s closing in on her.
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Chapter 3. Alice´s last stand.
The machine gun in Alice´s hands was trained in the direction that the sounds were coming from.
She was standing up against a large rock at the base of the cliff.
Due to her injuries and bloodloss, she was quiet weak and it was getting to be difficult to stand upright and she knew that if it wasn´t for the rock she was leaning up against, she would be lying in the sand right now.
All her energy was focused on keeping her weapon ready to cut down any one of those f***ing cunt clones that deared to show her face.
Alice knew that she didn´t have much time left.
Soon she would be dead, lying facedown in the sand waiting for the vultures to have at her.
She shuddered at the thought of the vicious, discusting, feathered beasts pecking at her lifeless body.
Her deeply depressing thoughts were interrupted by the sound of stilletto heels on the sand not far from her just out of sight.
"Well at least I´m not going to be the only thing on the menu."
She said to herself as she flipped the safety switch on her weapon and got ready to blast the approtching bitch to hell.
A shadow appeared from the edge of the rock in the sand.
Alice could see the outlines of the stilletto boots and the pistol in its hand.
The shadow drew near.
A beat of sweat ran down her face.
The shadow got bigger and bigger.
Alice held her breath.
She could her the woman´s breathing.
Any second now, the bitch would pop out from behind the rock and Alice looked forward to seeing the look on her face as she felt the first bullet perce her flesh.
Just one more step and your mine.
The shadow was now as big as it would be.
Alice´s finger was already beginning to pull the trigger when she suddenly felt the barrel of a pistol pressed against the base of her skull.
Her eyes widened with surprice.
"Did you really think we were stupid enough to fall into your trap?"
A woman´s voice said behind her.
Alice notised a strong accent in the voice.
Possibly Austrian.
She wasn´t sure.
The voice sounded young.
Alice sighted with disappointment and removed her finger of the trigger.
"Yeah, actually I did."
Alice said in a f**k you sort of way.
Alice felt a sharp pain when the but of the gun was violently slammed in the back of her head and she fell down on the rock in front of her and then slide down of it and crashed into the sand unconcious.
Scarlett looked down on Alice with a smile.
She was breathtakingly beautiful.
Her dark red hair blew in the wind.
The sun bounced off of her full body, black armour suit.
Her black leather combat boots reached her above the knees.
Her spectacular breasts looked as if they were barely contained inside the suit.
Her lips were supple and there wasn´t a man alive that wouldn´t want to kiss them.
She couldn´t be older than 23, 24.
She returned her pistol in the holster by her hip and called out that it was safe.
Out from the cover of the rock stepped yet another one of the identical clones the owner of the shadow.
She was followed by two more just like her and a slightly older woman with short black hair.
Her haircut looked right out of a most trendy hairstyles magazine from 1931.
Colonel Irina Derevko was unseasonably pale and although she was no longer associated with any goverment or military she was still wearing her grey officers uniform.
It had four golden buttons down across the jacket that made a line from her neck to her black leather belt.
Over each of her immaculate breasts there was a large chest pocket.
On her belt there dangled a long rapier sword in its holster.
On each hand, Colonel Derevko wore long, black leather gloves.
To complete the uniform was a pair of black leather boots.
The kind that you have your servants polish before you put them on.
Colonel Derevko was a particularly cruel and evil woman but strickingly beautiful non the less.
She looked down on the bleeding and unconcious Alice.
She gave Scarlett an improving nod.
"Get her up and concious."
She barked at the clones with a thick russian accent.
Two of them instantly grabbed Alice under each shoulder and hoisted her unconcious body up and held her up in front of the colonel.
Each clone held one of Alice´s arms tightly so that she wouldn´t be able to move them.
Alice´s legs were limp and bent so that the toes of her boots were dragging in the sand as they moved her and helt her upright.
"Wake her."
Derevko ordered.
Scarlett removed the gunbelt that Alice had over her shoulder and let it drop to the ground.
Then she ran her gloved hand up Alice´s naked thigh, up her body and ripped Alice´s desert jacket open revealing her matching shorts and her beautiful naked breasts.
Blood had run from her wounds down her right side and her right breast was partcially cover in blood.
Alice was still unconcious and her head hung forward and her hair hid her beautiful face.
Scarlett ran her hand over Alice´s naked breast and gently fondled it.
Her hand moved towards the bullet hole above Alice´s right breast.
With a sadistic smile on her supple lips, Scarlett pushed her finger into the wound.
Deep.
Alice awoke screaming from the pain.
Her whole body twitched from the shock and suffering.
Alice tried to shake free but she was far to weak to do so.
After a few seconds, Alice raised her head and looked Colonel Derevko in the face.
"How can I help you?"
Alice said sarcastically with a wicked smile on her face.
She was determined to not let them get the satisfaction of seeing her beg.
"Which one of your companions carries the codes and which way did the go."
Although it must have been painful for her, Alice started laughing intensly at the questions she had just been asked.
"Do you really think I´ll tell you that no matter what you do to me?"
"Not really, no. I just thought it wouldn´t hurt to ask."
Derevko said calmly.
"Go f**k yourself."
Alice said as she spat in Derevko´s face.
Derevko who seemed uneffected by Alice´s gesture of hate and simply whiped her face with her hand in a casual manner.
"By the way. Your haircut sucks."
Alice stated.
"Now that was uncalled for."
Derevko said in an earily calm tone.
For a second they staired into each others eyes.
Then suddenly with one swift move, Derevko´s sword was out of its holster and in her hand.
Alice gasped as she felt the blade go through her.
Her eyes widened with shock and pain.
She looked down and saw the sword stuck in her belly, just below the bellybutton.
The sword was buried in her so deep that the handle of it touched her skin.
A pool of blood was already forming in the sand below her.
The majority of the blade stood out of the small of her back and a large piece of it was stuck in the gut of the beautiful clone that was standing right behind Alice.
The same clone that the shadow had belonged to.
There was a look of genuine surprice on the clones face.
Alice spat blood as she tried to say something without success.
Her boots twitched and kicked in the sand.
She couldn´t believe that she had just been impaled with a sword.
After all it was the 21 century.
She had expected to meet her end by a bullet or a bomb but not at the tip of a sword.
Alice looked her killer in the eyes.
They were filled with pure hate and anger.
Alice felt her whole body going limp.
She gasped a second time when Derevko pulled the sword out of her and the clone.
The clone grabbed the wound in her bellybutton and staggered back with her stilletto boot heels kicking the sand in her path before she fell backwards in the sand, dead.
She lay still in the sand on her back as blood continued to run out of the large hole in her gut.
The clones released there grip on Alice and she slummped down on her knees in the sand.
Her right hand dangled by her side and the left grasped the wound below her bellybutton.
Alice rasied the hand up to her face and saw her own blood on it.
"f**k."
The hand fell limp down and Alice´s back crashed down on the sand behind her.
Derevko looked down on the dead body of Alice.
Her eyes staired up at her killer and her face was completly blank.
Derevko´s eyes moved down to the naked breasts, past the bloody wound in the gut, the attractive and tight shorts and they finally stopped at the sexy black leather boots with the buckle and golden badge on the side.
"Those will make a worthy trophy."
Derevko thought.
"Move the body´s and take the boots."
Derevko ordered Scarlett as she pulled a white cloth from her pocket and walked away as she wiped Alice´s blood of the sword.
Scarlett bent over the beautiful body of Alice and pulled her boots off one by one, leaving her body barefoot.
She then followed Derevko, Alice´s boots dangling from her hand.
A short while later two more clones arrived in a truck and started hauling the body´s of there sister clones in the back of the truck in one big pile.
On top of the pile they dropped the now barefoot and barebreasted body of Alice, the first member of the Eve unit to fall that day, but not the last.
Chapter 4. The dead woman´s lighter.
Shortly after leaving Alice to face her death, Amelia, Alicia and Alexa stopped at a three way crossroads about halfway up the canyon.
One path lead up to the top of the canyon.
Another lead straight to a man made tunnel that lead to the other desert on the other side of the canyon.
The third and final one lead down to the left into a smaller side canyon.
Amelia took a second to weigh the options before she announced that they should split up and each take one path.
Alexa, who´s survival was of the greatest importance since she carried the case that contained the codes, was sent through the tunnel as it was the best chance of escaping undetected.
Alicia was ordered down the side path of the hill and Amelia herself took the upside path that would surely make her the most sought after target, a sacrifice she didn´t hesitate to make.
The three identical fellow soldiers exchanged a final farewell look before running off in seperate directions.
This was the last time any of them would see each other.
Alicia ran down the path as fast as her high-heeled, black leather boots alowed her to do.
Always the independent, Alicia had spesifically requested boots different from the standard uniform issue her teammates all wore because she liked to stand out and differ from the rest.
But right now she wondered what genius came up with the idea of having women fighters wear high-heeled boots in combat as she nearly fell and cracked her head open, running down this godforsaken path of sand, gravel and rock.
"Most likely some old perverted fart who got hard at the sight of heels."
She thought to herself as she narrowly escaped going headfirst into a pile of rocks.
Finally her ordeal came at an end when she reached the bottom.
She managed to stop herself early enough so that she could move silently at the end of the path in case any more of those clones that dressed like strippers and were about as skilled at combat as drunken fratgirls bitchslapping each other over a marked down cashmire sweater at Saks.
Alicia gently stuck her head out from behind the wall of the canyon and looked down the floor of the small canyon.
"f**k."
There she was. One of the fratgirl slapping clones in the stripper outfit.
The Stella clone had her back turned to Alicia.
In her arms was an AK-47 and a cigarette was between her teeth.
She hadn´t heard Alicia.
"They get AK-47´s."
Alicia thought to herself filled with envy.
When she had requested one, she had had her sub-machine gun thrust in her arms and told to make due and shut up.
"f***ing bitch."
Alicia cursed the clone and desided to take the AK after she had killed that worthless bitch.
She estimated that there was about five or six steps between them.
Alicia let her sub-machine gun rest at her back and withdrew her knife from her boot.
She stept out from her hiding place and walked briskly but silently towards her pray, the knife ready in her hand.
The Stella clone felt a sharp pain in her lowerback as Alicia´s knife went through her like warm butter.
She tried to scream but Alicia´s left hand grabbed her mouth and muffled her dying screams.
The clone twitched as the blade was twisted in her liver.
The AK fell in the sand.
Her hands tried to grab her attacker but fell to her sides.
Her black, leather, stilletto boots twitched and kicked in the sand before going slowing down and going limp.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and closed.
The dead womans head fell back and rested on Alicia´s shoulder.
Alicia janked her knife out of the limp body in her arms and let her drop in the sand.
The motionless body lay on its side.
Alicia quickly grabbed the woman´s wrists and dragged her on her back to a small and very narrow side path.
After dragging the corpse far enough so it wouldn´t be found to quickly, Alicia let go of the wrists and let her lie still in the sand.
It occurd to her that the clone might have something useful on her.
She cut of the bikini top, revealing the dead woman´s supple, naked breasts.
Nothing there.
They she pulled the stilletto boots off of the woman´s bare feet.
The only thing she found there was a pack of an very cheap cigarettes and a hello kitty lighter.
"Wow they really don´t have any shame left since smoking was declared healthy by the united nations in 2019 after they were taken over by the worlds largest cigarette manifacturer."
Alicia thought as she pocketed the lighter.
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When Alicia came out of the very narrow side path,
she was quiet surpriced at what she saw.
Two women stood about five steps away from her, facing her.
The one on the right was yet another one of the Stella clones.
In her hand was a beretta that was pointed at Alicia.
The woman on the left on the other hand was quiet different.
She was remarkably beautiful with her long, full black hair and her wild sexuality purring.
The woman who was about 26- 27 at Alicia´s guess, was wearing a skintight leather catsuit.
Her matching boots were a part of the suit and it wasn´t easy to see how far they reached.
The woman wore a pair of black sunglasses that hid her eyes from Alicia.
The sight of the twin handguns that the woman in black had in holsters on both hips caused a beat of sweat to run down Alicia´s face.
It could have been the heat´s doing or thats what Alicia hoped.
This was Nadia
Alicia knew that she was in a tight spot.
Her weapon was dangling from its strap on her right shoulder.
Her fingers danced in the air an inch from the trigger.
She was rather confident that she could take the clone down without her getting a shot off but the woman in black was another story.
Everything about her screamed killer.
Right down to the smirk on her lusty lips.
"Just how fast of a draw was she?"
The clone was obviously waiting for Nadia to give her an idea how to react.
Nadia just stood there as if she was waiting for Alicia to make the first move.
Her hands just dangled at her hips.
Alicia knew that more would come any second now.
She had to act fast.
It was her only chance.
Alicia´s hand wrapped around the handled of her weapon and raised it in one sudden movement.
As the barrel of her sub-machine gun was raised up at the Stella clone, Alicia´s trigger finger took hold of its best friend and pulled it.
The Stella clone screamed as the sudden burst of bullets riddled her gut, giving her four new bellybuttons.
She dropped her unfired beretta as she grasped her stomach with both of her hands.
Her face was painted with shock and pain as she fell forward.
Her face and breasts slammed into the sand, followed by the rest of her.
The clones boots twitched for a second and then she was still.
Long before the Stella clone had even realised that she had been hit, Alicia had already turned her sub-machine gun towards Nadia.
Unfortunatly Nadia was as quick a draw as Alicia had feared.
Just as Alicia had Nadia´s breasts in her aim and was about to send a second burst of bullets out of her weapon, Nadia in one unreal movement had both of her pistols out of there holsters, in her hands, pointed at Alicia´s breasts and had pulled each trigger once.
Alicia sighed with pain as the bullets ripped through her suit and burried into each of her perfect breasts.
The impact of the bullets pulled Alicia violently backwards.
She crashed on her back in the sand.
Her boots flew up in the air and then slammed down in the sand as well.
Nadia watched her lying in the sand for a few seconds before she holstered her pistols and walked over to the still body of Alicia.
Nadia pulled off her shades and looked down on the blood flowing from the holes in Alicia´s breasts.
Her focus went to Alicia´s sexy black leather boots.
"The Colonel will want these in her boots of dead beautys collection."
Nadia thought.
She bent down and pulled the boots off of Alicia´s bare feet, one at a time.
A small pistol slide out of the left boot and fell in the sand next to Alicia´s body.
Her backup piece.
It wouldn´t do her any good now.
A smile formed on her lips and she felt a tingling surge in her pussy.
Nadia held one of Alicia´s boots in each hand and stood up.
She closed her eyes and let out a pleasurable moan.
Suddenly she heard the sound of a pistol cocked.
Her eyes opened and she saw the barely alive Alicia with the backup piece in her hand, pointed at her.
There eyes met.
There was a look of pure hate on Alicia´s face.
Nadia´s eyes widened with fear.
She opened her hands and let the boots fall in the sand.
If it hadn´t been for the time wasted, dropping the boots, Nadia´s skills at quick draw might have save her life but as her right pistol was barely out of its holster, Alicia shot her right between her spectacular breasts.
Nadia was pushed back a step by the force of the bullet.
In a sort of reflex to being shot, Nadia had shot Alicia again, hitting her in the heart.
She sighed her last breath as her arm fell back down in the sand and was still.
Alicia´s eyes looked up at the clearblue sky but couldn´t see it.
Nadia looked down on the blood flow from the hole in her leather suit with disbelieve.
The gun slipped out of her hand.
She could feel the life drain out of herself.
She heard someone running towards her.
Before she could see who it was, she fell down on her knees and then her back and never moved again.
Scarlett stopped running as she got to Nadia´s lifeless body.
Her eyes looked up at Scarlett emptily.
She unzipped the leather suit to reveal Nadia´s naked breasts and examined the wound.
"sh*t, definitly fatal."
Scarlett cursed as she made sure that her partner and the others were dead.
She then pulled out her walkie and asked Derevko to sent the truck to pick up the body´s.
"Bring my the boots of the Eve."
The colonel ordered.
"Yes Mam."
Scarlett replied.
"Nadia´s as well. They are very nice and should not go to waste with the rest of her."
"Understood."
Scarlett was a little horrified at the colonel´s unintrest in Hadia´s death.
Scarlett unzipped the sides of Nadia´s black boots and pulled them off one at a time.
She picked up Alicia´s boots in one hand and had Nadia´s in the other.
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She took a final look at her beautiful, dead partner and then walked back to meet the icecold colonel Derevko, then dead women´s boots swinging by her sides.
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Chapter 5. Amelia´s choice.
When Major Amelia Akerman arrived at the top of the canyon, she had been rather surpriced and very annoyed to see that two of the Stella clones were already there, most likely stationed there in case one or more of the Eve unit made there way up there.
Amelia had managed to dive for cover behind a nearby rock as she saw them.
Luckily they were in the middle of a heated conversation about how much it sucked to be ordered to wait there and miss out on all the fun off slaughtering those Eve cunts as they called them, and never even realised that Amelia was there.
"Nothing is gonna happen here. There´s no f***ing way any of these cunts will ever get up here."
One of the Stella´s said load enough for Amelia to hear.
"Guess again you dumb bitches."
Amelia though to herself.
Amelia ran over what she had with her in her head.
She had both her revolver and her bayonette.
She could easily shoot them both down like dogs while they chatted away but that would most likely draw the rest to her.
Her other option was to dispose of them with her bayonette but that was very risky, seeing as it were two off them.
In her pocket she found a small glass bottle of vodka, the kind you get on airplanes.
Amelia always carried one or two on her in case she was ever faced with a situation that placed her in danger and wanted to just take the edge off.
"Now was as good a time as any."
She thought as she twisted the top off and downed the bottles content.
"f**k, that´s good."
She whispered to herself.
After she finished her drink, she carelessly tossed the bottle over her shoulder and took another look at her enemy´s.
The Stella´s were now exchanging seedy jokes of a very low quality and were completly clueless about the beautiful woman covering behind a rock not ten steps away that planned to murder them.
Amelia, with her revolver in her right hand and the bayonette in her left was still not sure how to play this situation out.
Then suddenly she heard the sound of her vodka bottle getting crushed by a stilletto heeled boot and quickly turned around.
Another Stella clone had been sneaking up to her with a knife in her hand and was just a couple of steps away when she stepped on the discarded vodka bottle, shattering it.
Suddenly they were face to face, the Stella clone had a deer caught in the headlights look on her face and was frozen.
Amelia knew that her choice had been made for her by the vodka bottle and without hesitating, she lunged forward and thrusted the tip of her bayonette deep into the Stella clone gut before she had time to react.
The Stella clone gasped with pain as the bayonette ripped through her gut about halfway between her bellybutton and her green bikini pantys.
Her knife feel out of her hand and she spat out blood.
Amelia pushed the bayonette deeper and released the grip of it.
The Stella clone staggered back a step and the she fell on her back into the sand and rithed in pain, her hands grabbing the bayonette lodged in her gut.
Before the Stella clone had even hit the ground, Amelia had already turned around and halfway up on her feet already.
Her two original targets had realised what was going on and were facing her, their guns pointing at her.
Amelia was the first to let of a shot.
She was an outstanding marksman but she was in to much of a hurry and the bullet just grazed the Stella on the left´s arm.
The one on the right fired back a burst of rounds from her semi-automatic but she was in a hurry as well and not a very good shoot in the first place so all of her shots hit the rock that Amelia had been behind.
This was all the chance Amelia needed and she aimed her revolver.
She looked quiet stunning in her pose, her right arm raised with the heavy revolver.
Her left by her side.
Her back straight.
Her beautiful legs locked in a stance.
Her dark hair blowing in the wind along with bottom of her long officer´s coat, revealing her bare thighs.
Her face showed her dedication to take down her enemy´s.
Her left eye closed.
Her right stairing down the barrel of her revolver at her targets.
Her tounge sticking out in the corner of her mouth and the hint of a smile.
Amelia´s revolver roared three times.
The Stella on the right screamed as two bullets slammed into her breasts, one in each, and was pulled back by the strong force.
She crashed into the sand and lay still, dead.
The one on the left dropped her weapon and clutched the bleeding hole that had taken the place of her bellybutton.
Her face was filled with such pain and fear.
She tried to call for help but the pain was to great.
She staggered forward a step before she looked up at Amelia with a begging look before she fell face down in the sand, dead.
Amelia lowered her revolver and looked at the Stella with the bayonette in her gut, behind her.
She was still kicking the sand with her boots but she was obviously weakening fast and the kicks were turning into twitches.
A line of blood flowed from her mouth down her cheek.
Her breast were heaving heavily and nearly burst out of the green bikini as she gasped her last breaths.
She looked up at Amelia with sadness and began to say something but before she couldthe heaving of the breasts stopped and her boots became quiet still.
Her hands released there grip on the bayonette fell away.
Amelia could see that the life had left her now blank eyes.
She pulled her bayonette out of the dead womans gut and whiped the blood of Stella´s shirt.
She notised a piece of paper sticking out of Stella´s boot.
Amelia pulled off the woman´s boot and there she found a map of the whole canyon and the surrounding area with all key locations and escape ways from the canyon.
She pulled the other one off but there was nothing there.
Amelia looked down on the two dead Stella´s lying next to each other.
The one with the bullets in her breasts was spread-eagled and the toes of her stilletto boots pointed straight up.
The gut shot one had a pool of blood coming from under her on both sides and the toes of her boots pointed straight down in the sand and were half buried.
She hoped to find more useful items in their boots and pulled all four off.
Amelia to her own dismay, found nothing else.
She tossed the boots away without caring that she now left three identical beautiful dead body´s barefoot on the top of this godforsaken canyon.
Amelia knew that she had to hurry up and get the f**k out of there before the rest them would come.
At the same time, Scarlett was rushing up the path to the top and was only a few seconds away.
