Consortium's End:- A 94 story

[Stormtrooper1990]

Following on from their successful infiltration of the Atlantis Society on Sgail Island, 94 and Fairchild have travelled to Dartmoor, England. Their target is the head of the Consortium, it's last remaining member, Reginald Fortescue-Smyth, who is holed up in his ancestral home of Fortescue Manor. His assassination should the end The Private Espionage Crisis, but as 94 and Fairchild are about to discover their struggles have only just begun. So without any further ado...


As 94, dressed in a black business suit, high heels and a white blouse, stood outside the gates to Fortescue Manor, she heard a familiar crackle in her ear. " Well 94, this is it the end of the road." Came the voice of her dear friend and handler, Calista Fairchild. " We have had a long road, I can't believe it's been 2 months since Miami, when you stood outside the Miami Speedway. Do you feel ready, 94." 94 creaked her neck. " Calista, I have never felt more ready for anything in my life. It has been an honour to have you as my handler, and... my friend." There was a slight pause before Calista answered. " 94, I have to say something now before you go in there. You remember, that night in China when w-we, ah, why do I feel so awkward...?" 94 smiled, recalling the happy memory. " Calista, I have not forgotten that night when we nearly kissed, how you gave me the silent treatment for over a day." Fairchild took a deep breath. " Ok, I will just come out and say it for the record, I' am falling for you 94. I have been since Miami. You are deadly, beautiful and mysterious. I have not felt this way about anyone, since my college days. So there it is my heart, laid out for you. Do you feel the same for me? Or am I just fooling myself?" 94 felt something strange well in her heart, an emotion she had never registered before. " Calista, I do, I know we haven't known each other for very long, but I felt a connection with you the moment we spoke." She could hear Fairchild crying with joy. " I knew it! You have made me the happiest girl alive, so where we do we go from here?" 94 put her hand over her needle, in her pocket. " First, we end the Consortium. Then we can go to that crab shack you mentioned in Sydney, and I'am buying. Afterwards, I'am willing to find out if you are with me." Fairchild composed herself after a moment. " Right, good luck 94. Let's end this, and I love you." 94 echoed the words as she took her away from her ear.


94 followed the perimeter railing of the manor house, she would need to find a suitable disguise to enter the grounds. She found a gap in the fence, she hopped into the ground, crouching low in the bushes. 94 scanned the area, there a number of female maids coming in and out of the manor. They were dressed in a black dress over which a white frilly pinny apron tied about the waist, with white lace trim on the cuffs and collars, with a matching hat perched on their heads. There legs were covered in black opaque fish nets, ending in a pair of black heels. 94 observed a young maid, her ash-blonde hair under her hat,done up in a small bun at the back of her head, walk towards her position smartphone in hand. 94 smiled, the girl was a perfect size match, her uniform would be ideal to get into the manor. She readied her needle, as the girl stopped in fron of her position, her back to 94. Before the maid could make her call, 94 struck clamping her left hand over the maids mouth, dragging her behind the bushes, as she stabbed her in the back of her neck with her needle. 94 stripped off her clothes, naked she knelt by the dead maid and began to strip her. She removed the frilly hat, putting it on her head, then untied the apron from around the dead girls waist, pulling it free, then unworked the scrunchie in her hair, copying the dead maid's bun. 94 removed the high heels from the dead maids feet, then rolled the maid on her front unbuttoning the dress, and peeling the garment off her shoulders, down her toned slim body, freeing it from the body. 94 rolled the underwear clad corpse onto her back, she was wearing a matching black lace wonderbra and lace thong, 94 pulled the dead maid into a seated position, reaching behind the corpse's back unclasping the bra and slipping the garment off her bare shoulders. Letting the half naked corpse fall back to the ground, 94 clasped the bra on around her bare chest. The dead girl had a pair of well developed firm, rounded C-cup breasts with pink rose petal areolas. Next, 94 gently grabbed the hem of the tights, carefully rolling the tights from around the maid's shapely hips, down her long legs, off of the body one foot at a time. She then then peeled off the black lace thong, in one quick motion, and slipping them over between her legs. The dead maid had a small but cute vagina, crowned with a trimmed strip of ash-blonde pubic hair. 94 finished getting dressed in the dead maids uniform, putting her needle in her stolen dress pocket. She left the naked corpse of the maid behind, concealed by the bushes. 94 straightened her stolen uniform and proceeded up the path into the estate.

Now dressed in the uniform of the former maid, 94 entered the estate in search of her target. As she entered the main foyer of the grand estate, a grand double staircase leading to the second floor of the manor, she overhead two maids talking. " Milord, as being acting very strange today. He as retreated to his study, saying he his expecting a visitor." The second maid shrugged. " What visitor? I have not heard anything. And theres the other thing, he sent his security team away. Saying something about he would no longer be needing their services, and they couldn't stop her if they tried." The other maid chuckled "Who's this mystery woman, then. Some ex floosy of milords he scorned?" The second maid shook her head. " Whoever she is, she sounds like trouble. Anyhow, let's get back to work before we get the sack." 94 suddenly had a bad feeling, according to intel reports shared by the SI, Smyth had ambushed two of their best agents in a manor much like this one. Fortunately, they had narrowly escaped. But this seemed unlikely in this case, he still has his staff present. From her briefing with Fairchild, 94 recalled the study being located on the second floor of the west wing. She walked up the grand staircase, making her way to the second floor. Five minutes later, 94 came to the study door, she gripped her needle with anticipation for the kill. She opened the door, finding Fortescue-Smyth sitting in an armchair, smoking a cigar by a roaring fireplace, two glasses of bourbon were standing on the table between the chairs. " Ah Agent 94, I have been expecting you, do close the door will you? And take a seat, we have much to discuss, you and I."

As 94 closed the door behind her, this felt strange like a trap. " What could I possibly have to discuss with you? You are a dead man walking." Smyth blew a smoke ring from his jowls. " Believe me, I know after this you will kill me. Your mission demands it, I refuse to beg for my life. But their are things you must know, Dr Cross as not honest with you." He gestured for her to sit, 94 thought it best to humour him she walked over to the chair, sitting down and taking the glass of bourbon. Smyth looked her up and down " I see you have already met one of my staff, I assume you made her end painless before you stripped her." 94 took her bourbon taking a sip of the warm liquor. " As I was trained to do. I do not have for small talk, if you have something you want to discuss then say it to me now, or I could just kill you here and now, and leave with a clear conscience." Smyth took a sip from his glass. " So business like, you do really remind me of her. What if I were to tell you, that the Consortium never attacked Darkwatch, you were never our enemy." 94 shifted in her chair, losing patience. " Bullshit, Cross told us the Consortium, along with your SEB lapdogs attacked us at the same time as the SI." Smyth took a long drag from his cigar. " My dear 94, did she show you any proof. Bodies, camera footage, evidence or did you take her at her word." 94 thought back to China, a disturbing truth dawning on her. " If that were the case, why go to all this trouble to set us up, it doesn't make any sense." Smyth sipped again from his glass, regarding 94 as a troubled child. " Evelyn, wanted us out of the way. With only you, as skilled and deadly as you are, she couldn't manage it but with the resources of the SI." Suddenly the pieces began to click for 94. " By creating the idea of a shared enemy, it allowed Cross to remove both the SEB and the Consortium, using both me and the SI, two threats for the price of one." Smyth nodded, smoking a drag from his cigar. " You catch on quick, 94. Evelyn really did make the ultimate assassin. Evelyn's goal as always been for the destruction of the SI, and the rise of her Darkwatch. She just realised, with you alone it would take too long." 94 took a swig from her glass. " So Dr Cross finally as the SI were she wants them, the last logical step is a quick surprise attack." Smyth finished his bourbon and set his cigar in the ashtray. He reached down to left hand side of his chair, handing a large file to 94. " Everything is in this file, use it to burn her and her precious Darkwatch to the ground. And before you kill me, 94. I have one final thing to share." 94 finished her bourbon, after she set the glass down, she took out her needle readying it. " What more is there? I already now everything. It's time to die, Smyth." He stubbed out his cigar. " Before you kill me, don't you want to know who supplied your host DNA?" 94's brow furrowed, recalling her earlier conservation with Cross, she never did give her the answers she sought. Feeling that she was not going to like the answer, 94 nodded to Smyth to continue. " Your original DNA sequence, came from the finest operative the SI ever produced, Roberta Crane, or the Mother as she calls herself." 94's eyes widened in shock. " No that cannot be, her nemesis. Impossible." Smyth smiled at 94's confusion. " They were friends once, both members of the SI. Until something happened that tore them apart." 94 tried in her heart to deny it, but deep down knew it to be true. 94 walked towards Smyth, kneeling beside him. " Before I take you life, Smyth. Why are you telling me this? You think I will start to feel sympathetic, maybe spare your life?." Smyth shook his head and smiled. " It's not for your benefit, my dear girl. I just want to be sent to my grave with the satisfaction knowing that bitch, will be killed by her own creation. Now do what you came here to do." Without saying a sound, 94 stabbed Smyth in the side of the neck, he slumped in his leather armchair dead. 94 signalled Fairchild. " Target eliminated. Did you get all that." Fairchild sounded concerned. " I did, we need to warn the SI. I will meet you out front for pick up, 94." 94 put the file under her right armpit and exited the study, locking the door behind her.


She walked through the manor, no one stopping her on account of her stolen maids uniform. 94 exited through the front gates, walking towards the tech van. She opened it to a distressed Fairchild, who pulled her into a hug, and kissed her on the lips. 94 gently returned the gesture, before pulling out. " Take us away from here Calista, somewhere safe. You really need to see this." She gestured with the file. Fairchild nodded pulling a loose strand from 94's hair, as as she moved to the driver's seat and pulled the van away. Ten minutes later, they were in a secluded layby discussing the Cross file. " I knew she wasn't playing straight with us, 94. That bitch, was using us all this time." Fairchild ran both her hands threw her curly blonde hair, taking off her glasses." I guess this means another raincheck on that dinner then." 94 placed her arm around her shoulders and squeezed. " There is another thing, Calista. My--" Suddenly, the monitor in front of them came on, showing the face of Dr Evelyn Cross. "Hello, 94, I suppose congratulations are in order. Well done for ridding the world of the Consortium, you have done me and the Darkwatch proud." 94 placed both her hands on the desk. " Cut the bullshit Evelyn. We know everything, the lies, the deception everything." Cross cocked her head to the right, her face unreadable. " It was too bad you had to find out from Smyth of all people but I suppose the time for lies as passed." 94 shook her head. " I gave the SI our word, we end Smyth, stop the Consortium. You decide now is the best time to betray them, and for what. A pretty vendetta?" 94 had finally struck a nerve. " Silence! Don't you dare speak of things you do not understand! Roberta took the only family I had left. First she stole his heart, then she took his life. She betrayed our friendship. I will see her and everything she loves burn to ash. In fact I have already set it all into motion, Roberta should be getting my little gift just about know. Don't even think of warning them, it is already too late. And the assassins I sent to kill her daughter, Miranda Croft or " Nightingale" as she goes by, are already on their way. Goodbye, 94. I will be no longer be requiring your services." With that the screen went black.


94 turned to Fairchild, shaking her head " She's a bitch. We need to get to London, the SI's European Headquarters are there, they can protect us." Fairchild caressed 94's cheek. " I guess that means, we are officially unemployed." 94 kissed her, as Fairchild left to the driver's seat. 94 sat down, picking up a phone. She dialled the number of Miranda Croft. The woman who answered, wasn't Miranda. " Who is this, how did you get this number?" 94 sighed. " Vesper, I take it. Look put us on speaker. You don't have much time, both you and Nightingale are in danger... " As she explained everything to operatives Vesper and Nightingale. 94 found it hard to process that she had a sister.

[simon4242]

so 94 is mirandas sister ,trouble is 94s kill at all costs doesnt dovetail with mirandas philosophy .....

[Stormtrooper1990]

It does, but the SI needs all the help they can get.

Besides, someone has to be the dark knight.

[simon4242]

true but if they are on joint missions i dont think killing maids and the like will sit well with miranda ,,,,darkwatch killers whole different ballgame ..as long as they were opponents the difference between killing and not killing for uniform was understandable but putting miranda and 94 as allies ..well we will see ...maybe dr cross has a unseen killer yet to be unleashed a 95 so to speak lol

[Stormtrooper1990]

They won't be doing any joint missions together. Miranda and the SI will go down one path, 94 will follow her own path. Eventually, they will meet again at the end.


Cross does have something else up her sleeve, there is more to Darkwatch then just cloned assassins.

[simon4242]

maybe you can humanise 94 a little bit more ,kill more corrupt darkwatch operatives rather than poor maids etc etc

[Stormtrooper1990]

Miranda won't be taking 94 down, this isn't one of those Dredd vs Rico scenarios.

More like a Vanessa-Scarlett van Helsing scenario, but without the destiny, or Vanessa's pacifism. One sister is morally dubious,the dark half. The other is moral but grey.

They start off slow to trust each other, but ultimately come rely on each other, even though they have widely different methods.

Perhaps, given the new plotline I'am working on will include Darkwatch operatives and support staff. But 94 will continue to operate as she always as, how do you humanise the ultimate assassin. You cannot humanise Agent 47 after all.

[simon4242]

one has drawn a line in the sand...no more killing of innocents ,the other kills innocents.. that will be a stretch to make their alliance believable

[simon4242]

if you want to keep 94 as the ultimate killer that rings true but making her and miranda allies with their differing attitudes wont ring true however you spin it ....as for agent 47 its just a character in a video game,in the movies they did humanise him

[Stormtrooper1990]

Well these are my characters and this is my story. We'll see how it all unfolds for both 94 and Miranda.