The Atlantis Society:- A 94 story.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Following from their successful mission in Dubai, with the assassination of Marcus Stuyvesant and Carl Ingram, Darkwatch as despatched 94 and Fairchild to the Isle of Sgail in the Western Hebrides, the home of the mysterious and secretive Atlantis Society. Their assignment is to kill the leaders of the society, twin sisters Zoe and Sophia Washington, on them are access keys which allow 94 to access their private computer. On the computer is information leading to the location of the leader of the Consortium, Reginald Fortescue-Smyth. Now without any further ado...

As 94, dressed in a black dress, with a pair of white gloves, high heels and a white mask covering her eyes, stood on the Sgail island dock the Castle rising imposing into the night sky, she felt a welcome crackle in her ear. " Hello 94, you look really smashing in that dress." Came the carefree Australian lilt of Calista Fairchild." Too bad you will be taking it off shortly." 94 smiled " Thanks for picking it out for me. So what do we have here." Fairchild sighed deeply. " For the first time, I have very little to go on. Not even the Darkwatch or the SI knows what goes on inside those walls. All we know is that the Atlantis Society is made up of the most elite in Western civilization, they count many CEO's of corporations in their ranks. What we do know is this, Fortescue-Smyth, the head of the Consortium used to be in the Society. He was thrown out for his extremist views, if any information exists on his current whereabouts then it will be on the private computer of the Societies Heads. Which brings us on to your targets for tonight, Zoe and Sophia Washington are the heads of Atlantis, and twin sisters, you need to kill them and take their access keys. With them you be about to access their computer, and find Smyth's location." 94 frowned. " Is it necessary to kill them? They are not consortium, the real enemy. I could just steal them." Fairchild made a negative sound. " I know it's strange, but Dr Cross want's them dead. She said something them being a threat down the line, it's not the first she has made me wonder." 94 looked up at the castle. " Orders are orders, Calista. But I share your concerns, I never really trusted her." There was a brief pause. " I'am with you. Anyhow, we are in the final stretch, 94. Once we get the location data, we can put an end to the Consortium, they are already toothless since they lost the SEB. Good luck, my friend, as always I look forward to watching you work."

94 walked towards the small group of masked patrons, they where waiting to go in. A path that lead up to the outer courtyard, was flanked by two armed guards wearing blue uniforms, with white masks about their faces. " Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Have your passes ready, then you go up to the outer courtyard." When it was 94's turn, she handed her pass to the guard. " Ok, good evening Ms Willoughby. The outer courtyard is straight up this path. You will know when you see it. Enjoy the festivities." 94 flashed a smile and proceeded up the path. As she followed the path to the right, she walked through the large gatehouse, and saw a huge bar with the insignia of the society, a trident, glowing a neon red behind it. The area was packed with guests, but 94 scanned the area looking for a suitable disguise to access the Castle proper. She spotted two women, attired in the uniform of the event staff talking nearby. The uniform consisted of a white long sleeve shirt, with a black cravat pinned to the collar. A pair of black trousers covered their legs, which ended in a pair of black pumps, on their feet. A large red apron was tied about the waist, with a white mask covering the eyes. 94 listened in. " Nicola, I need you to clean the ladies toilets. Some guests have vomited all over the sinks." Nicola, a blonde girl with a bun at the base of neck, holding a dustpan and brush. Replied in a Scottish accent " Bloody hell, this happens every year, all this money they have and they cannot hold their liquor. Ok I'am on it." As the two women separated, 94 appraised the blonde, she was young, her uniform would at least get her into the castle and she was a exact size match. 94 smiled and followed the staffer into the ladies bathroom, which conveniently already at an out of order sign on the knob.

94 found the staffer, scrubbing a sink that smelled of putrid vomit. She readied her needle, creeping up behind the busy woman, in one swift motion 94 clamped her left over her mouth, pulling her upright and with her right stabbed her in the back of the neck, in a downwards motion to avoid damaging her shirt. The staffer died instantly, 94 lowered the dead woman to the bathroom floor and stripped completely naked. She knelt beside the dead staffer, and began to strip her, she untied the apron from around her waist and removed both the mask and the black pumps from her feet, 94 placed the mask over her eyes, and worked the scrunchie from the dead woman's hair, copying her bun. The dead woman had high cheekbones, blue eyes and a heart shaped face. 94 unpinned the cravat from around her throat, then unbuttoned the shirt seeing a hint of a blue lace bra. She then unfastened the dead woman's trousers,working them off her hips, pulling them down her long legs and free of her body, she finished unbuttoning the shirt and opened it out. The dead staffer, was wearing a matching set of lacy blue underwear, with the bra covering her C-cup breasts and bikini cut shorts protecting her modesty. 94 pulled off the lacy shorts, in one smooth motion, slipping them over between her legs, exposing a small but cute vagina crowned with a trimmed fan of golden pubic hair. 94 hoistered the half naked corpse into a seated position, slipping off shirt from her shoulders and unclasping the bra from behind the dead woman's back, she let the naked corpse flop back onto the bathroom floor. 94 clasped the bra, pulling in over her bare breasts, the dead staffer had a pair of well rounded, firm C-cup breasts with small rounded light pink areolas. 94 finished getting dressed in the dead woman's uniform, putting her needle into her stolen trouser pocket. She dragged the naked corpse into the attendants cupboard, propping up her up against the wall, stashing her clothes in there with her. Using the dead woman's keys, 94 locked the cupboard behind her. Then walked out of the bathroom, to begin her ascent.

Now wearing the uniform of Nicola, the dead event staffer, 94 walked passed through throngs of people, enjoying the festivities in the cavernous spaces off the castle. As she walked up a steep flight of stone steps, she overhead two Atlantis members talking. " It must be nice to be an architect, they get access to that lovely VIP lounge, behind the Chapel." The other agreed " I here it as grand views of the Isles northern cliffs, I guess rank does have it's privileges." The first one scoffed. " There is an architect up there now, stuck up cow. She wanted the whole place to herself, so she could smoke in peace. Privilege my arse." He spat as they walked away, 94 continued up the stairs, locating the chapel the member's described. She spotted a lone female architect smoking a cigarette, she was dressed in a purple trouser dress,with a plunging neckline, cinched at the waist with a silver belt and black sash, over which she wore a turquoise embroidered robe what gold trim on the cuffs and hem, on her feet was a pair of golden heels. Elbow length gloves covered her hands, with a gold bangle on her right wrist and gold ring on her right index finger, about her neck she wore an elaborate large necklace. A hair band with a large red ribbon, covered her long brown hair with a large ponytail, highlighted in blonde flung over her right shoulder. A white mask, different from the staff mask covered her eyes. 94 smiled, she had never stolen such an elaborate outfit. She was going to enjoy this, 94 readied her needle crouching low, sneaking upon on the unsuspecting woman. With lightning speed, 94 clamped her left hand over the woman's mouth, stabbing her in the back of her neck with her needle. 94 lowered the corpse to the floor, stripping off her event staff disguise, dumping it into the nearby crate. Now naked, 94 began to strip the dead woman , she started by removing all of her jewelry, white mask, gloves and hairband. 94 slipped on the mask, gloves and hairband, noting the high cheekbones, angular face and green eyes of the dead woman, she was pretty. 94 next removed the dead woman's gold shoes, then hoistered the dead woman into a seated position, removing the robe from around her shoulders. After letting the corpse flop back down onto the ground, 94 unfastened the belt and loosened the sash that held the purple trouser dress. When she was finished, 94 pulled the trouser dress off the woman's corpse and down her toned athletic body, liberating the garment from the body. It seemed that the dead woman, wore no bra, she had a pair of perfectly firm, rounded and buoyant C-cup breasts with medium slightly pointed dark pink areolas. A lacy black G-string throng, with a diamante rear protected her womanhood, 94 slipped these off with one pull, pulling over her own bare womanhood. The dead woman, had a well developed pink vagina, crowned with a trimmed strip of dark brown pubic hair. 94 finished getting dressed in the dead architects clothes, fixing on the jewellery and putting her needle in the pocket of her stolen robes. 94 scooped up the naked corpse of the dead architect, dumping her into the crate. 94 then made her way into the castle proper.

94 now dressed in the clothes of the dead architect, entering the castle into a opulent foyer, the walls lined with paintings, the floors paid host to oak tables and leather furniture. A staircase wound up ahead of her, led up to the architects lounge according to a nearby sign. As she entered, walked up the stairs into the lounge she overheard two architects, seated on a plush leather sofa, discussing the tower. " You know for all our power and privilege, they still won't let us into the tower. We are the future of this society and they treat us like second class rabble." The other a woman, glanced over to member of the castle staff in the rooms corner. " I'am so envious of the castle staff, they can go up into the tower. They have to frisked first, but I don't mind getting fondled if it means I can get up to the tower." 94 glanced over to the castle staff member, appraising her. She was wearing a tight white long sleeve shirt, over which she wore a tight red and black striped bustier on her lower midriff that emphasised her C-cup breasts. A black bow cravat pinned at her collar. A black knee length skirt hung from her waist, her feet ending in black high heels. Her eyes were covered by an elaborate mask and black feather headdress combo, with the eye holes lined in black. Under her headdress, she wore her raven coloured hair in a braided ponytail that hung from the back of her head. 94 grinned, this was turning into a evening to remember. The woman's uniform would be needed to get into the tower, and it looked to be a decent fit.

94 walked across the architects lounge. Approaching the castle staff, on closer inspection the woman had lightly tanned skin. " Excuse me miss, I lost one of my earrings in the library, while I was reading, silly thing that I'am. Would you be a dear and help me look, for it." The castle staff smiled. " Of course Architect, lead the way." She said with a Hispanic accent." 94 led the clueless staffer to the library door, opening it, making sure the staffer was in front of her. 94 discreetly locked the door, readying her needle. " I lost it near the sofa and table, over there." She pointed to the middle of the room. As the staffer moved to the Sofa, 94 walked behind her. " Are you sure, Ma'am. I cannot see it." The only answer she received, was 94 clamping a hand over her mouth, stabbing her in the back of her neck with the needle, in her right hand. She never knew what hit her, 94 lowered the dead woman onto one of the sofas, stripping off her architect disguise. Naked 94 knelt by the dead woman and began to undress her, she started by removing the headdress from the dead woman's head, noting that the woman was indeed a latina with high cheekbones, rounded face and almond shaped hazel eyes. She loosened the braid, taking the woman's hair tie, coping her ponytail. Next 94, unpinned the the cravat from around her neck and removed her high heels off her feet, unlacing the bustier removing from around the woman's waist. 94 unbuttoned the shirt, noting a hint of a lacy white underwired bra underneath, turning the corpse on her side, 94 unzipped the skirt, pulling the garment off her shapely hips and down her tanned legs. This exposed a matching lacy white thong, that covered her genital a. 94 pulled these off with one pull, slipping them over her vagina. The dead staffer, had a small dark brown vulva crowned with a narrow trimmed strip of black pubic hair. She finished unbuttoning the dead woman's shirt, pulling the half naked corpse into a searing position, 94 slipped off the shirt from around her shoulders, reaching around the woman's back to unclasp the lacy white bra, pulling the garment loose off her shoulders. Letting the naked body, fall back onto the sofa, 94 clasped on the bra around her back. The dead staffer had a pair of well developed, firm C-cup breasts with full roundel shaped light- brown areolas. 94 finished getting dressed in the dead woman's uniform, affixing the elaborate headdress on her head. She put her needle, in her stolen skirt pocket. Picking up the naked corpse of the former castle staffer under her shoulders, 94 dragged her to an empty cabinet, stashing her in a foetal position, dumping her discarded architect disguise in with her. 94 locked the cabinet behind her, and walked out of the library, locking the door behind her.


94 now dressed in the stolen uniform of the dead castle staffer, walked across a now empty architects lounge, down the staircase, and through the door on her right, this led into a large room with a crowd of members admiring a necklace that was protected by alarms and armed guards. As 94 made her way to the across the hall, she overhead a conservation between two Atlantis members. " The only member who can force a meeting with the Washington sisters, is on of the councilors." The other replied " There is one up there, right now, Councillor Carter. She as been asking for one of the castle staff to bring her a dry Martini. But one dares to, they are too scared of her mask." 94 walked over to the bar area in the gallery, making a dry Martini, when she was finished 94 placed the drink on a platter and walked across the hall. Proceeding past the crowd ogling the necklace, through the double doors and up another flight of stairs.


94 came to a staircase, that led up to the tower, flanked by armed guards, as she approached them. The guard held out a hand " So someone finally worked up the nerve to get Councillor Carter her drink. Step over here, let me scan you, hold out your arms. 94 complied, placing the platter on the floor. After 5 minutes of scanning, the guard put down his wand. Satisfied, he gestured 94 to pick up the platter. " Ok there you go. You can go up. Just don't piss her off OK." 94 flashed him a smile " Thanks for the advice." As she walked up the stairs and into the tower foyer, 94 could see the marked increase in opulence, with hessian rugs covering the wooden floor and chintz furniture spread around. 94 walked past a roaring fireplace, as she made her way towards the wooden door, with the legend 'Councillor Carter' set into it. She knocked once, a curt 'enter' came from behind the door, 94 proceeded inside, opened the door and closed the door behind her.


94 found the Councillor sat at her desk, she was wearing what was the most bizarre outfit 94 had seen on Sgail island. She was wearing a navy trouser dress, with a plunging neckline, cinched at the waist with a black sash. Over which she wore a black robe mottled with grey, with gold trim on the cuffs and hem. A sapphire necklace flanked by smaller blue gems, hung on a silver chain. Her right wrist sported a diamond bangle, with a matching diamond signet on her right index finger. A pair of black strapped high heel covered her feet. But perhaps the most striking feature of her ensemble was a gold mask, fashioned into a grim visage of a skull that covered her face. This was crowned by a large gold filigree headdress, ending in black drapes that hung from her shoulders. The councilor looked up at 94, cold blue eyes staring from the eye holes of the mask. " Ah, someone finally brings me my Martini. Nice to see someone around here with a back bone, set it down on my desk." As 94 approached the desk, she gripped her hand, around her needle. Placing herself, behind the councilor, 94 set the platter down. In one smooth motion, 94 stabbed the woman, in the back of her neck, with her needle. The woman, fell on her desk dead, 94 gently pulled the woman off the chair, and onto the floor. She stripped off her castle staff disguise, now naked she knelt by the dead Councillor and began to strip her. 94 started by removing the masked headdress, the dead woman was at least late thirties but still youthful. She had high cheekbones, with a slightly square jaw, with shoulder length Auburn hair and a freckled face. 94, then removed her jewelry, putting them on herself and removed her high heels. Pulling the corpse into a seated position, 94 slipped off the robe from around her shoulders letting the corspe fall back to the floor. She then loosened the sash from around her waist, when she was finished 94 slipped the trouser dress off her shoulders and down her body, freeing it from the corpse. The dead woman, like the architect, was wearing no bra she had a pair of small but firm B-cup breasts with small rose petal red areolas, a smattering of freckles on her decolletage, arms and shoulders enhanced her beauty. The only thing protecting her modesty was red silk g-string with small ribbon above the gusset, 94 slipped these off in one smooth motion, pulling them on over between her legs. The dead councilor, had a full pink vagina that was clean shaven. 94 finished dressing in the dead woman's clothes, putting the heavy mask on her head, and stowing her needle into the pocket of her robes. 94 picked up the naked corpse of the Councillor, stashing her inside an empty cabinet, and dumping her discarded castle staff disguise in with her. When she was finished, 94 exited the councilors office. In search of her targets.

As she walked across the tower lobby, dressed in the clothes of the dead councilor, she saw Sophia Washington sat in the armchair. With her bodyguard, standing beside her. A black woman with short black close cropped hair, brown eyes and high cheekbones. She was dressed in a white robe, with a matching dress underneath, with white thigh high boots. 94 approached her, " Pardon me mistress, I need to discuss a private matter with you." Sophia got up from her chair " I'am about to go down perform the phoenix ritual in ten minutes. Can this wait?" 94 crossed her arms " I'am afraid not, mistress. It concerns the phoenix ritual." She added feigning concern. Sophia raised her hand to her bodyguard," Go downstairs, treat yourself. This shouldn't take long." Her bodyguard bowed, walking down the stairs to the gallery. " We could to my office, councilor. Zoe is next door and something tells me you want to talk to her as well." 94 agreed, letting her pass with an open arm. " After you mistress." She said as she closely, followed Sophia.


As they entered Sophia's office, 94 discreetly locked the door behind her. Sophia turned to face 94, her voice full of irritation. " So what's up with the Phoenix ritual " Before Sophia could react, 94 sprang forward, clamping her left hand over Sophia's mouth, stabbing her in the throat with her needle. 94 caught the dead woman before she fell, laying her down the ground. After searching through the pockets of her robe, 94 found what she was looking for, a small USB pen drive. 94 dragged the corpse of Sophia towards an empty cabinet, stashing her inside. When she closed the cabinet door, she signalled Fairchild. "Target one down, and I have the first key." She could hear the smile on Fairchild's voice. " Good work 94. One down, one to go. Let's go get Zoe." 94 walked out of the office, locking it behind her. She walked to Zoe's office and knocked once. She heard a short 'Enter', then entered the office.

She found Zoe, sat at her desk. She was a dead ringer for her sister, except she had a black shoulder length bob, and was wearing a pink pantsuit. " Councillor, what can I do for you this evening." 94 approached her desk. " Mistress, it concerns the Consortium. I believe they may have spy's among the Society." Zoe cursed under her breath. " Damn that pompous asshole, Smyth." She stood up and walked to a decanter on her desk. Her back to 94, taking the opportunity 94 closed on Zoe. " Come, let's have drink and discuss this further." Before she could pour the bourbon. With lightning reflexes, 94 clamped her left hand around Zoe's mouth, and with her right, stabbed her in the back of the neck with her needle. 94 lowered Zoe's body, frisking her pockets, she found what she was looking for. An identical, USB dongle. She signalled Fairchild, "All targets down, both access keys acquired. Let's found out where Smyth is hiding." After she stashed Zoe's corpse in her cabinet, 94 accessed her computer, using the keys. It didn't take long to find the Information, 94 grabbed a USB dongle from Zoe's desk and downloaded the information. " We have him, Calista. We have him." Fairchild cheered. " Excellent, work 94. Proceed to exfil, I will pick you up." 94 exited Zoe's office, locking the door behind her.


It took 94 10 minutes, walking past the masked throngs, until she reached the dock, where the mission began. She saw Fairchild, pull up with the boat. Her mouth opened in awe at 94's stolen councilor outfit. "Bloody hell, 94 you look sexy." 94 felt Fairchild's gaze along her open chest and curves. " I think
more macabre and sexy." Fairchild nodded her gaze still lingering. " Well, it's your best outfit by far." Fairchild revved up the boats engine and accelerated from the docks. " So we have a location on Smyth." She shouted over the rear of the engine. 94 turned and shouted back." He's at a mansion in Dartmoor. Let's go Calista, I'am ready to end this." The boat boat picked up speed as it reached the mainland, leaving the immense Castle Sgail and its mysterious secrets behind.