The Revenge of Alvarez Pt2
Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2023 12:06 am
This is part 2 of the revenge of Alvarez. Now with a change of clothes, and fully armed. Alvarez and their team can finally move the final piece in place and finally get their revenge. Now without any further ado...
It had taken Morales and her team, Rodriguez, Ramos, Cruz, and Barrerra. An hour to retrace the steps, of six months past. To find the clearing, where they had encountered Alvarez and her squad. They had come alone. Just 5 of them to negotiate the release of the American tourists, fully armed and suited up in jungle camouflage tactical gear and M4 assault rifles. As they stopped the hummer and got out, Rodriguez shook her head. " I' am telling you Cristi. This stinks. How do we know she even as hostages, or that she hasn't already killed them. You are going to take a psychotic chica at her word. This is a trap, I know it." Morales, pulled her M4 out of the hummer and pulled the charging handle. " Doesn't matter, Carmen. Those hostages are counting on us. Plus, it won't look good for el presidente, that five Americans died on his watch. The Americans are threatening to withdraw their aid in apprehending the cartels. We need this."Rodriguez sighed, doubt etched on her face " You and your hero complex, you have not changed one bit since the barrios." Morales walked around the hummer and gently squeezed her shoulder. " Hey, come on. I have got us this far, haven't I." Rodriquez give her friend an uneasy smile. Morales turned to the rest of her squad. "All right, chicas. Move out" She waved her gloved hand in the direction of the clearing, and her squad fell in behind her.
As Morales and her squad, entered the clearing her sense of unease grew. It was far too quiet. Not even a mosquito buzzed. " Come on out Alvarez, we are are here. Bring out the hostages. Let them go, this is between us. They are innocent." Suddenly, without warning they were surrounded by Alvarez and her team, who seemed to emerge from the foliage, dressed strangely in civilian clothes, and wearing backpacks. " Well thats where your wrong. Bitch. Drop your weapons now, no need for any of us to die here." It was Alvarez, her voice dripped with sarcasm. She was dressed in a blue tanktop with the legend "Viva Colombia" flashed across her chest and denim shorts with sneakers on her feet. The rest were similarly dressed, like students. They dropped their M4s to groundvand sidearms, were they were scooped up by Fuentes and Ventura. " This as touch of deja vu, doesn't it. Bitch." Morales hadn't the time for her shit. " Where are the hostages, Alvarez. You have 5 American tourists, bring them out. Let us settle this like warriors, remember." Alvarez, slowly walked towards Morales, savouring every minute of her revenge. She stroked her tanktop. "Yes, were they dressed like this?" The guerrillas laughed. " They are dead you dumb pig. We killed them, stripped them and threw them in a ditch. " Morales was shocked, behind her she could here laughter from the guerrillas. Rodriguez, shot her a look that said "I told you so" She turned back to Alvarez " Why? They were--" Alvarez punched her "Innocent? No one is innocent. Morales. The world is divided into the weak and the strong. I will prove that to you, know" She walked around Morales "Strip off those uniforms. Come on pigs don't be shy. Let's see how you feel being humiliated" Maria stepped forward " Hold on, my love." She walked over to Rodriguez " Maybe we should just put bullets in the back off their heads, strip them and leave them for the Jaguars." Another round of laughter. Alvarez, blew a kiss " And deny them, the honour I will give them, no" Maria then punched Rodriguez and spat on her" That was for my girlfriends nose, perra." Morales, swallowed hard, this was too familiar. She turned to her team. " Just do it, they've won." As they started to strip, Alvarez, held up a finger "That's everything, piggies. I want to see everything.
It took Morales, and her team five minutes to strip completely naked, their hands covering their modesty,rather meekly. Their tacsuits, helmets, and black vests and shorts, in piles around their feet Maria blew Rodriguez a kiss "Nice tits pig." Rodriquez spat back, Ventura moved forward, hitting in her the midriff with her AK47. Rodriguez yelped in pain and doubled over. Alvarez, laughed this was more then she had hoped. "Now that we have everything out in the open, the final act. Aguilera, Fuentes bring the rope. Morales, felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, and hit the jungle floor, seeing only black.
When, Morales awoke she found she was hanging upside down naked. They all were and they were all gagged with duct tape. She saw Alvarez, and her squad now dressed in their uniforms. Alvarez, walked over to her and pushed her so she started to swing. " I hope you feel the humiliation we felt, that you meted out on us and my beloved Essi. How it feels to be weak, powerless like you when left us cuffed to that tree. At the mercy of of your colleagues, as they violated us. Again and again." She spat on Morales' face. "No, none of us are innocent, Lieutenant. I want you all to think on this and more, as you hang here. Being eaten alive by the mosquitoes." She turned go walk away. " And one more think, thanks for your uniforms and M4s. I want you to now Lieutenant, that we will put them to good use. By destroying everything you hold sacred. We will burn it all down. The government, the police. Everything. And from the ashes, Colombia will be born anew. Libertad!" Alvarez and her team yelled the battle cry, as they left Lieutenant Morales and her team hanging in the trees. They hung there till night fell, and then the mosquitoes came out. Then the glowing orbs and growls coming from the bush, indicated something much worse then mere bugs. And all they could was hang there. As the darkness overcame them.
It had taken Morales and her team, Rodriguez, Ramos, Cruz, and Barrerra. An hour to retrace the steps, of six months past. To find the clearing, where they had encountered Alvarez and her squad. They had come alone. Just 5 of them to negotiate the release of the American tourists, fully armed and suited up in jungle camouflage tactical gear and M4 assault rifles. As they stopped the hummer and got out, Rodriguez shook her head. " I' am telling you Cristi. This stinks. How do we know she even as hostages, or that she hasn't already killed them. You are going to take a psychotic chica at her word. This is a trap, I know it." Morales, pulled her M4 out of the hummer and pulled the charging handle. " Doesn't matter, Carmen. Those hostages are counting on us. Plus, it won't look good for el presidente, that five Americans died on his watch. The Americans are threatening to withdraw their aid in apprehending the cartels. We need this."Rodriguez sighed, doubt etched on her face " You and your hero complex, you have not changed one bit since the barrios." Morales walked around the hummer and gently squeezed her shoulder. " Hey, come on. I have got us this far, haven't I." Rodriquez give her friend an uneasy smile. Morales turned to the rest of her squad. "All right, chicas. Move out" She waved her gloved hand in the direction of the clearing, and her squad fell in behind her.
As Morales and her squad, entered the clearing her sense of unease grew. It was far too quiet. Not even a mosquito buzzed. " Come on out Alvarez, we are are here. Bring out the hostages. Let them go, this is between us. They are innocent." Suddenly, without warning they were surrounded by Alvarez and her team, who seemed to emerge from the foliage, dressed strangely in civilian clothes, and wearing backpacks. " Well thats where your wrong. Bitch. Drop your weapons now, no need for any of us to die here." It was Alvarez, her voice dripped with sarcasm. She was dressed in a blue tanktop with the legend "Viva Colombia" flashed across her chest and denim shorts with sneakers on her feet. The rest were similarly dressed, like students. They dropped their M4s to groundvand sidearms, were they were scooped up by Fuentes and Ventura. " This as touch of deja vu, doesn't it. Bitch." Morales hadn't the time for her shit. " Where are the hostages, Alvarez. You have 5 American tourists, bring them out. Let us settle this like warriors, remember." Alvarez, slowly walked towards Morales, savouring every minute of her revenge. She stroked her tanktop. "Yes, were they dressed like this?" The guerrillas laughed. " They are dead you dumb pig. We killed them, stripped them and threw them in a ditch. " Morales was shocked, behind her she could here laughter from the guerrillas. Rodriguez, shot her a look that said "I told you so" She turned back to Alvarez " Why? They were--" Alvarez punched her "Innocent? No one is innocent. Morales. The world is divided into the weak and the strong. I will prove that to you, know" She walked around Morales "Strip off those uniforms. Come on pigs don't be shy. Let's see how you feel being humiliated" Maria stepped forward " Hold on, my love." She walked over to Rodriguez " Maybe we should just put bullets in the back off their heads, strip them and leave them for the Jaguars." Another round of laughter. Alvarez, blew a kiss " And deny them, the honour I will give them, no" Maria then punched Rodriguez and spat on her" That was for my girlfriends nose, perra." Morales, swallowed hard, this was too familiar. She turned to her team. " Just do it, they've won." As they started to strip, Alvarez, held up a finger "That's everything, piggies. I want to see everything.
It took Morales, and her team five minutes to strip completely naked, their hands covering their modesty,rather meekly. Their tacsuits, helmets, and black vests and shorts, in piles around their feet Maria blew Rodriguez a kiss "Nice tits pig." Rodriquez spat back, Ventura moved forward, hitting in her the midriff with her AK47. Rodriguez yelped in pain and doubled over. Alvarez, laughed this was more then she had hoped. "Now that we have everything out in the open, the final act. Aguilera, Fuentes bring the rope. Morales, felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, and hit the jungle floor, seeing only black.
When, Morales awoke she found she was hanging upside down naked. They all were and they were all gagged with duct tape. She saw Alvarez, and her squad now dressed in their uniforms. Alvarez, walked over to her and pushed her so she started to swing. " I hope you feel the humiliation we felt, that you meted out on us and my beloved Essi. How it feels to be weak, powerless like you when left us cuffed to that tree. At the mercy of of your colleagues, as they violated us. Again and again." She spat on Morales' face. "No, none of us are innocent, Lieutenant. I want you all to think on this and more, as you hang here. Being eaten alive by the mosquitoes." She turned go walk away. " And one more think, thanks for your uniforms and M4s. I want you to now Lieutenant, that we will put them to good use. By destroying everything you hold sacred. We will burn it all down. The government, the police. Everything. And from the ashes, Colombia will be born anew. Libertad!" Alvarez and her team yelled the battle cry, as they left Lieutenant Morales and her team hanging in the trees. They hung there till night fell, and then the mosquitoes came out. Then the glowing orbs and growls coming from the bush, indicated something much worse then mere bugs. And all they could was hang there. As the darkness overcame them.
