Colorado Blues:- A 94 story

[Stormtrooper1990]

In the aftermath of Dr Cross's betrayal, 94 and Fairchild have successfully defected from Darkwatch. They have begun their hunt for Darkwatch and Cross in earnest, the SI have despatched the duo to a militia training camp in Colorado. 94's assignment is to assassinate 4 members of a Darkwatch team sent to train and arm the militia,to prepare for terror attacks in the US. No without any further ado...


As 94, dressed in a plain white t-shirt, denim shorts and sneakers, sat in her hire car across the road from the farm being used as a militia training camp, she felt the now familiar crackle in ear, that could only be the voice of her handler and lover Calista Fairchild. " Hello, love, and welcome to Colorado on our second mission for the SI. This is Applegate farm, home to the Christian Peoples Militia of Colorado, a far right domestic terror group that has been on the FBI's watchlist for 5 years. According to the Intel provided by the SI, the CPMC is being trained and equipped by Darkwatch, although the rednecks are unaware of this fact. The SI believe they are preparing to strike at the Super Bowl next Tuesday. Which leads us to our objectives, there are four targets that need to be eliminated, plus an SI asset on site who has information critical for our investigation. Target one is Bartholomew Davies, former US army ranger, now Darkwatch. He is the cell leader, and can be found either in the demo range to the rear of the farm or in the farmhouse HQ. Target two is Cassandra Hawthorne, former 82nd airborne and Davies X-O, and chief interrogator, she can be found in the basement of the farmhouse. She is currently interrogating the SI asset, Operative Mercer, who got himself captured two nights ago. The third target is Nathaniel Simmons, former 101st Airborne, he is currently in the shooting range at the barn, teaching these rednecks to shoot straight. The final target is Zoe Daniels, former ONI,serving as the cells analyst. Interestingly, she is the new girl, nobody in the cell as met her. Could be an opportunity, 94." 94 creaked her neck. " Thanks, sweetheart. I wonder how Miranda is faring, we didn't much chance to talk." 94 got out of her car and crouched in the treeline. " Well I have it on good authority, from a new friend I made, that she and group 6 are chasing a lead in Paris, you can catch up with her when she gets back." Fairchild reassured her. 94 smiled " Ah, Paris how we much I miss her. Well, let's get this show on the road." Fairchild laughed, a sound that warmed 94's heart. "Right behind you love, Good luck."


94 crouched low, hidden by the dense foliage. To her right, she heard footsteps she turned to she the source. It was a female militia member walking a perimeter near the treeline, she was coming closer to 94's position. 94 appraised the woman, she was wearing an olive green tactical vest with the US flag on the front, with three spare magazines for her M4 rifle on the vests midriff. Under the vest she wore a grey sleeveless shirt, her hands were covered by black fingerless gloves. An olive green scarf about her neck. She wore tight stonewashed grey jeans, with a USP 45 holstered at her right hip,black laced combat boots on her small feet. The girl was young and very attractive, with shallow cheekbones, blue eyes and a slightly angular face, her long black hair done up with a braided ponytail that rested on her left shoulder. She was even wearing studded earrings. 94 smiled, the girls clothes would get her into the compound, and would fit her quite well. As the militia girl, stopped in front of her to light a cigarette, 94 readied her needle and pounced. She clamped her left hand around the woman's mouth, dragging her into the bushes and stabbing her in the back of the neck with her needle. 94 dragged the corpse into the bushes. She then stripped off her clothes Now completely naked, 94 began to strip the dead woman. She started by removing her studs, inserting them into her ears, then removed the tactical vest, boots, gloves and holster from her body. 94 slipped on the gloves and black ankle socks, then removed the scarf from around her neck, she then removed the girl's hair tie, unbraided her hair and adapted a small ponytail. 94 unbuttoned the woman's jeans, working them off her hips, peeling them off her toned legs, freeing them from her body. Covering the dead woman's modesty was a solid black bikini cut thong, 94 pulled these off in a quick motion, exposing her small vulva, crowned with a trimmed strip of black pubic hair, and round pert ass, then slipped them up over between her legs. 94 then pulled the dead girl into a seated position, pulling the sleeveless top over her head, and unclasping the matching black sports bra, letting the naked corpse flop back to the grass. As she clasped the sports bra on, 94 admired the former militia girl's well formed, firm pair of C-cup breasts with dark pink rose petal areolas. She finished getting dressed in the militia girl's clothes, strapping on the holster, fixing the scarf around her neck, and picking up the fallen M4 rifle, putting her needle in her stolen jeans pocket. She left the girl's naked corpse concealed in the bushes, as she made her way into the compound.


Her disguise allowed 94 to enter the compound, she made her way to the shooting range in the barn, she overheard two militia. " I hear Simmons is holding a shooting competition, in the barn. Any guy that wins gets a beer. Any girl gets to spend a little alone time with him." The other Militia, a woman said " Fucking pig, he should be treating us better. We are sisters in arms against federal oppression, you know." 94 smiled she was better then any of these rednecks at shooting. She followed the sound of gunshots. When she arrived she saw her target Nathaniel Simmons, a bearded man wearing wraparound mirror spectacles, a jolly roger bandana on his head. " For fuck's sake, all of you are useless. My granny could shoot these targets and she is ten years dead." 94 walked into the barn, her M4 at rest. " I'am a good shot, set me up." Simmons turned to look at her. " Finally a chick that looks like she can shoot. All of you make a hole." The crowd parted to give her room. Simmons turned back to her." All right, honey. Hit all ten shots in fifteen seconds. Single shot only, a test of marksmanship. On the count of three." 94 flicked the shot selector to single, creaked her neck and shouldered her rifle. " Three, two, ONE." As soon as he finished, 94 opened fire, hitting all ten shots with perfect accuracy. She even had time to reload at the end. A militiaman, holding the stopwatch looked at 94 with awe. " Whoo-wee, she got all ten in five seconds. Fucking hell Simmons, she smashed your record by five seconds." Simmons approached her. clasped her wrist. " I knew I had a good feeling when I saw you. Sweet work. Everybody out, I say the girl as earned her reward." He shouted to the crowd, as the crowd left, shutting the barn door behind them. Simmons turned back to her. " It's not everyday you find a beautiful woman, who knows how to shoot." His eyes drifting to 94's hips. " Well I'am more then a pretty face." She said suggestively. " I'am getting that idea, come here. I believe you deserve your reward." As he lead her into the back of of the barn, she readied her needle. " So who taught you how to shoot?" 94 answered him, by swiftly stabbing him in the back of his neck. He died instantly. " No roll in the hay for you, arsehole." She said to the corpse " Calista, target 3 down, moving to four." Fairchild clapped her hands. " Beautiful work, love. That was some slick shooting by the way." 94 dragged the corpse and concealed it in a hay pile. " Thanks, Calista. It wasn't that difficult, I' am a cloned super assassin after all." 94 jumped out of the barn through a open window at the back. She proceeded to target 4.

As she walked across the compound to the barracks, she overheard a conservation between two militia. " There's a new girl is over in the barracks, getting ready to meet the boss." The other man shrugged. " What new girl? We have had so many new arrivals, I can't keep up." The other man shook his head. "I dunno, Zoe something. Anyway, let's get back to it." Smiling 94 walked towards the female barracks, when she entered she locked the door behind her. It appeared deserted, save for a shadow at the fourth door on the right. 94 readied her needle and approached the door. She knelt to look through the keyhole to get a good luck at her target Zoe Daniels. She was young and pretty with long light brown hair, high cheekbones and a heart shaped face. A pair of mirrored sunglasses covered her eyes. She was wearing a tight blue and white striped short sleeve shirt, showing a generous amount of her C-cup breasts, with blue skinny denim jeans, held up with a brown diamond patterned belt, a small Px4 pistol holstered there. On her feet, was a pair of red socks and black sneakers. She wore a black cord bracelet, and matching signets on her index fingers. 94 thought she was trying to hard to make a good impression. 94 knocked on the door, she heard a 'come in' from behind the door. She entered, closing the door behind her." Hi, my name is Grace. How are you settling in?" Lied 94. Zoe Daniels smiled. "Pleased to meet you Grace, I'am Zoe. It's nice they sent someone to check in on me. Everybody's been so welcoming." As she turned around, 94 struck with lightning speed, clamping her left hand to muffle her cry of betrayal and stabbing her in the back of her neck with her needle. She lowered the dead woman to the floor, stripping off her militia disguise. " Target four down, Calista. Taking her clothes, she as no further need for them." 94 knelt by the corpse of Zoe Daniels and started to undress her, removing her jewellery and sunglasses putting them on, 94 noted her pretty green eyes. Then she unlaced the sneakers and removed the red ankle socks slipping them on. 94 unfastened the belt and unbuttoned Zoe's jeans, peeled them off down her legs and off her corpse, then pulled off off her red lace G-string thong, exposing Zoe's small vulva crowned with a tuft of brown pubic hair and pert apple shaped ass. 94 slipped the lacy panties between her legs, then unbuttoned her t-shirt slipping the garment over Zoe's soldiers. Rolling the corpse onto her side, 94 unclasped Zoe's red lace push up bra, pulling it from her naked shoulders, revealing her well rounded and buoyant C-cup breasts with light pink slightly pointed areolas. 94 fastened the bra around her bare breasts, and dressed in the rest of the dead woman's clothes, putting her needle in her stolen jeans pocket. 94 pushed Zoe's naked corpse under the bed in a foetal position, and stashed her discarded militia outfit in the wardrobe. She then unlocked the door, and walked out of the room.

94 exited the women's barracks and walked up to the farmhouse, were she was met by two guards. The one on the left spoke up "You must be the new girl, Zoe. Boss was looking for you. He's in his office, second door on the left. I wouldn't keep him waiting." 94 flashed him a smile. " Thanks, I'am eager to meet him." The guards waved 94 through. She approached the office door of Bartholomew Davies, knocking three times, after she heard a curt 'enter' she opened the door to target one. " Ms Daniels, a pleasure to finally meet you at last, please close the door." Daniels was a man in late forties with a shock of black hair going grey at the edges, wearing all black jumper and combat trousers, behind him was the CPMC logo, a Celtic cross over the US flag. He rose from his desk, offering her his hand. " My apologies, for not getting round to meet you sooner. We have some SI asshole downstairs and Cassandra is working him over." 94 shook his hand and took a seat. " No need, the SI need to be taught their proper place." Davies grinned widely " I get the feeling that you and I are going to get along well. Have Darkwatch filled you in on what we are doing here?" 94 crossed her legs and smiled. " That we are trying to get these redneck hillbillies to shoot straight." Davies laughed " It's not easy I can tell you that. Come share a drink with me, you must have had a long trip." As he got up to his decanter behind his desk, 94 readied her needle and crept up behind him. Before he could offer her a drink, 94 covered his mouth with her left and stabbed him with her needle in the back of his neck. She dragged Davies into a nearby wardrobe, stashing him inside. " That's target one down. Three down one to go." She could hear the smile on Fairchild's face. " Nice work, 94, that leaves Hawthorne and the agent."


As 94 left the office she saw another female militia walk towards her, flashing her a smile. 94 appraised the girl, she was pretty with shallow cheekbones, blue almond shaped eyes and a round face, her skin slightly tanned, her ash blonde hair done up in a bun at the back of her head. She was wearing a forest camouflage tactical vest with the militia patch below her spare mags for her MP5 SMG, underwhich she wore a matching camouflage tanktop. Matching camaflouge combat pants, held by a beige belt/holster combo, a Beretta 9mm on her hip, and matching beige combat boots. Her hands covered in green tactical gloves, with an olive green scarf about her neck. 94 smiled back, her clothes would get her into the basement. 94 discreetly followed her into a backroom, being used as storage. As she locked the door, the militia girl was too busy opening a box of MRE's to notice 94. She swiftly clamped her left hand over the girl's mouth, and stabbed her in the side of the neck with her needle. She lowered the dead girl to floor, stripping off Zoe's clothes. Naked, she knelt by the dead militia girl and started to strip her. 94 removed the dead girls tactical vest, boots and gloves, slipping them over her hands, then working the scrunchie loose from the blondes hair, copying her bun. 94 then unfastened the belt, and unzipped the combat trousers, working them off her hips, peeling them down her tanned legs, freeing them off the corpse. Solid white bikini cut shorts, protected the dead girls woman hood, 94 pulled these off and slipped them up over her vagina, exposing a full shaven vulva. 94 could tell the girl had gone braless, her nipples were peaking through the tank tops fabric, she hoistered up the half naked corpse, pulling the tanktop over the dead woman's head. Letting the naked corpse fall back on the wooden floor, 94 pulled on the tanktop,stopping to admire the dead girl's small but firm b-cups with rounded light pink areolas, and finished getting dressed in the dead girl's clothes, putting on the scarf and secreting her needle into her stolen pants pocket. 94 scooped up the naked blondes corpse, dumping it into a crate along with Zoe's clothes, she then picked up the fallen MP5 looping it over her shoulder. She then exited the room, and proceeded down towards the basement.


As 94 walked down the stairs of the basement, she could hear the SI agent being tortured, the lightbulbs in the basement flashed constant. She could here a woman's voice. " Tell me SI bastard, how much do know of Project Thanatos, speak up." She could hear a man's voice weakly answer. "I have told you what I know, just get it over with and kill me, please." Another electric shock. " You don't get off that easily, bastard. Talk." 94 entered the room, she saw a black woman, with short close cropped hair, wearing a black tank top and camo pants. She was torturing a young man, tied to a chair, his features barely recognisable with the savage beatings he had received. She heard the tearful voice of Fairchild. " The poor man, 94, please stop this." 94 readied her needle and marched straight up to Hawthorne. " With pleasure, my love." She stabbed Hawthorne through the back of her neck, she died instantly. 94, dragged her corpse to a nearby dumpster, throwing it inside then she knelt by the stricken agent, starting to untie his bonds. " I think you are too late for a rescue, I'am done for. Did the SI sent you?" 94 nodded "Yes, they sent me here to shut down this Darkwatch cell, and extract you if possible." Operative Mercer spat out a big wad of blood. " It's too late for that, over there on the table, is a USB dongle. It as everything I able to glean about Project Thanatos, before I was captured. Take it, the SI must know. Cross is crazy, she would see the whole world burn to get her revenge." 94 approached the table with Mercer's effects, she pocketed the dongle. The battered face of Mercer looked up at her. "Please. Before you go, kill me. The pain. I cannot stand it any longer." 94 knelt by the dying man readying her needle. " Thank you." He said weakly, before 94 stabbed him in the side of his neck, ending his suffering. She could hear Fairchild sobbing. " Thank you, 94. That was the merciful thing to do. Mission accomplished. Let's get out of here." 94 took one more look at the dead man, closing his one good eye. " I hear you, my love. I have had enough of this place."


Using her disguise, 94 walked out of the farmhouse and proceeded out of the compound. " Whatever this 'Project Thanatos' is it doesn't sound good. The Greek personification of death." Came the worried voice of Calista. As 94 walked to her hire car. She got behind the wheel. " I never trusted Cross from the beginning. We should have seen the signs back then." Calista sighed. " Sweetheart, there is no way we could have known, after all nobody can predict the future. But what is important is that we are doing something now, between us, group 6 and Miranda we will bring Cross down. Then we can hit that crab shack, you are still buying right?" As she revved the engine and drove off. 94 smiled, comforted by her words " That's why I love you, Calista. You always now what to say to keep me focused." Fairchild laughed. "That's what I'am here for, love. Meet you back at the motel. You could do with a little stress relief." She ended suggestively, as 94 drove away from the farm, into the Colorado sunset.

[meditions142]

As you can probably tell from my comments on your other stories, I am more a fan of the non-lethal stories. But I still did very much enjoy this one.

I really enjoyed the scene with the dark haired sentry at the beginning. I always love scenes where a perimeter sentry is taken out. I love the idea of woman walking her patrol route unaware an intruder is watching her. She allows herself to be distracted (as this girl did when she went to light her cigarette) and then is attacked dragged out of sight and dispatched. Your scene captured that perfected. There is just something so great about an unsuspecting patrolling sentry girl being taken out.

I do have a question. What special technique does 94 use with the needle to cause such quick death? It seems to be pretty much instantaneous.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Thanks, meditations

I agree 100% with all you said.

When 94 takes out her victims, she mostly targets the brain stem, although depending on what clothing her targets are wearing, she adapts accordingly. The blade on her needle is monomolecular, it punctuates the flesh with ease, and doesn't leave a drop of blood. Allowing her to steal her victims clothes without damaging them.

I based it on Aiko's hairpin in Shadow Tactics. I always liked when she takes out a target she says 'Not a drop of blood'. So it became 94's signature.

In Vesper and Nightingales next stories, I will introduce Darkwatch sentries and officers. And 94 will make an appearance in one of those stories

[meditions142]

In Vesper and Nightingales next stories, I will introduce Darkwatch sentries and officers. And 94 will make an appearance in one of those stories

Definitely looking forward to that. Would love to see some cute, unsuspecting sentry girls get the shock glove treatment!

[Stormtrooper1990]

I don't know which I like more, the shock pistol or the shock glove.

You won't be disappointed

The next two stories will put our lovers though the ringer, but they will emerge stronger.

[simon4242]

your non lethal stories are a class apart as you know i am not a big fan of stories of lethal killings of innocents however this latest story involving the bad guys being taken out was marvellous mind you i think you might have to sneak in the odd victim who isnt pretty or isnt stunning lol just plain lol

[meditions142]

I don't know which I like more, the shock pistol or the shock glove.

I certainly love them both!

I think if I absolutely had to pick i would go with the glove being my favorite. That is because I really love the neck pinch as a method to knock a woman out. Combining that with the electric charge that shuts down her CNS and puts her to sleep for a long, long time is just fantastic.

And an interesting thought I had since you said the best ways to apply the pinch is to apply it to the Vagus Nerve. Interestingly, one thing that comes from stimulating the Vague Nerve is sexual arousal. Is it possible that in addition to the surprise of being attacked and pain of the pinch and electric charge that on some level the women who get the pinch with the glove are getting a little turned on and aroused?

At least for the brief moments before they are knocked out. As we have seen once the glove pinch is applied the women don't stay conscious very long.

[Stormtrooper1990]

I would say that the EMT'S felt a brief moment of of pain then a little arousal then unconsciousness. Whether or not they would have registered the sensation, is matter of interpretation

[meditions142]

I would say that the EMT'S felt a brief moment of of pain then a little arousal then unconsciousness. Whether or not they would have registered the sensation, is matter of interpretation

And of course even if they had registered arousal, their memories were wiped anyway so they will not remember. Still love the way the shock glove and shock bullets complete shut down the victim's CNS. The thought of the women who get pinched or hit with the bullet being put into such a deep state of unconsciousness is amazing.

You have also noted that they are paralyzed too. Does that mean that even if somehow they did wake up they would not be able to move?

[Stormtrooper1990]

It would be a temporary state, upon waking. Similar to sleep paralysis. When they are knocked out, they can still be moved and stripped.

But they would require medical assistance, the paralysis lasts for 5 minutes.

The shock weapons came from the fact that I'am not really a fan of bondage, the SI girls can gas or shock their donors, take their clothes and stash them out of site, no need for rope.

Although in an upcoming story, I will feature Vesper and Nightingale tying up a couple of Darkwatch soldiers, where were they get captured and won't have access to their gear, they have to improvise