NationStates Jolt Archive

34 went to sleep that night a little earlier then normal. He arrived at a coastal town just do-south of the Corporate getaway Island of the Temp. C.E.O. , the small town was quaint, and homely. The people where kind a paranoid but at the same time, but still nice and offering. It seems not everyone in the Griffincrest eye was evil. In fact it was the opposite. The People where welcoming, even put him into a home in which to sleep. The Moonlight came through the window with an eerie glow of red. 34 got out of the bed and sat next to the window, looking at the silhouettes of the old fishing boats that now haunt the waters. 34 watched the waves as the crashed into the sea wall, making a calm sound, it was relaxing, it was important for an agent to remain calm at all times. Even as death was calling his name. With a digital telescope 34 could scope out the defenses of the island. The C.E.O. had no shortage of men, but with more men the threat of hysteria became more prevalent. Confusion could be gained with ease. ( The scope changed views..) The EMP view gave him a look at possible points of electronically activated devices, computers, and infrared lasers. 34 knew it was going to be no cake walk, but it was not his job to worry, only to kill his marks. Docks and chopper pads where noted as well as guard towers with high watt flood lights.


“ Well it will soon be time… I hope they are ready. “ said 34 as he got up and searched his room for any bugs that could be monitoring him. He found none, and went to sleep. That night he had no dreams, he slept well.

The next morning was calm, 34 got out of bed and began to inquire about as much information as he could. A nice old fishermen who had a certain distaste for the Griffincrest Corporation told 34 of a boat that was to make a stop to drop off supplies. The old man took him to the boat and showed him. Guards where present, as always, 34 moved fast over to a low lite area of the dock and quickly moved into the water like an Olympic diver making almost no sound, and the sound made would have been absorbed by the sound of the waves. 34 quickly made a move to the bottom of the hull, placing 3 bricks of water-proofed C-12 explosives with remote detonators. With the charges placed 34 quickly moved and got out of the water out of sight of the dock.

34 also placed a small bag on the bottom that contained a small list of weapons, which was to be dropped off the ships hull after the boat left for the Island.

34 was set. But just for kickers, 34 climbed up a side of a building and got into view of the boat and shot a small listening device that stuck to the ships bridges door, just above the doors frame, small and discreet it would be extremely unlikely anyone would see.

He only had to wait for the boat to leave…..


OOC: Sorry for it being so short, Wanted it out fast..

What Agent 34 probably missed was that just a few days ago there was a rapid reorganization of the island. Something was different, the men patrolling wore Kreigsmarine uniforms, and carried Kraven made Corporate Carbines. Where there were flags, they were a solid black or had Kraven insignia.

Kraven made boats patrolled the area, with 14.5mm Assault Cannons on them.

OOC: When I said get ready for Kraven that is what I meant. It is all part of an elaborate ruse and newly stationed Mafia soldiers.

OOC: one could think that the agent would have seen the soldiers and would have probably have made adjustments to his plan. And to put a post in that happens after the first post is bad form. Something likethat would should have een disclosed ealier...

Open? Closed?

OOC: enough OOC: it is open to those who have a measureable vested interest in the matter. And if BLack Helm and I invite you.


Black Your turn... And make your posts atleast as big as mine...

Mirage patrol boats glided underneath the massive oil rigs around the south end of the island, alongside the Kraven vessels. On each boat, men scanned the water with watchful eyes. All remembered the Aesonic Shadowmen getting onto the Corporate Island, and all of the havoc they had caused. They had been o so incredibly close to eliminating the entire Griffincrest family. It was sheer luck that the family was not home at the time that saved them.

Overhead, Ka-52's and AV-18's alternated their patrols over the shoreline and the ocean, while Predator drones scanned over the area with infra-red. Each Predator was carefully watched by a security technician, who would log every fifteen seconds the position of his drone. That was how the attack came last time, and it would not happen again. Every piece of machinery in the air was fully loaded, and were prepared to defend against a full out invasion if necessary.

Jet black humvees drove over the dunes and high beach grass of the island, leaving no part uncovered, casting their spotlights out over the surf, looking for any signs of trouble. Foot patrols also were out and about, the men traveling in groups of five, all wearing nightvision gogles, and keeping careful watch for anything out of the ordinary. Men lined the main road from the small dock, high above the ground in the concrete towers, two placed every dozen meters. A Mercury patrol was running the road every half an hour, in case some how something was wrong and went unnoticed. It to splashed the area around the road with its flashlight. The simple IR device inside it looking out into the tall grass (two or three feet tall in some places) for anything abnormal.

On the north side of the island sat the massive and imposing Griffincrest Manor. Inside sat the prize of so many bounty hunters and national leaders. The Griffincrest family lay asleep in the large beds, oblivious to the destruction their company had wreaked upon the world. Oblivious to the threat that waited just across the water on the shore. Behind the manor was a massive, almost vertical cliff dropping almost a hundred feet, down to the jagged rocks in the water. On top of this cliff were several guard towers, watching over the water with their lights while the Griffincrests slept. Alittle further out from the cliff at two Mirage patrol boats, positoned here ever since the Shadowman attack. Even farther out still were several GNF stealth ships, on possibly the most boring job in the Confederacy, bobbing peacefully on the small waved, invisible to almost all around them.

The boat began to make its trip towards the island. the crew seemingly unaware of what was going to happen. 34 only watched from his window as it left, keeping a trained eye on the baot as it waded across the water, from his bed room. On the bed sat his armor, the jet black non reflective armor that was doned by all black agents. The design sleek and smooth giving no sharp edges that would stick out in someones eye. The Underlay suit made of blackened Saberianium fibers gives dissolved the bodies natural sounds of movement even the sound of his cracking his knuckles. The on baord computer which governed all of the suits wonderful enhancments sat on his helmetback by where his head meets his neck. His swords laided out and polished then roughned to reduce gleam from the flood lights. His pistols- weapons of last resort, where laoded and ready with silencing and flash supressive attachments. With his suit ready 34 put itone and leaped outthe window landing on the roof next door. His landing text book perfect making no maore sound then the sound of waves and the sea gulls. 34 ran from roof top to roof top. Leaping throught the air, somtimes even over head of guards on the street.

34 could see the the island had an elevation higher then the surrounding area. And with the baot almost to the Island, 34 had to think quick. Just then someting cuaght his eye... a jetski that had been parked on the docks. 34 got an idea...

34 Quickly made his way over to the waverunner. Grabbing a sack of seeds and a long metal pipe. 34 fashioned the sack and pipe to appear as a person with a gun. 34 turned it on and pointed it in he direction of the island, With relativly calm seas the runner shouldn't turn off course to much. 34 reeved up the egine and let it go. The wave runner gojg full tilt toward the island. 34 then moved to his small rubber boat that had been setup earlier that night and began to make his way to the island, as he went he drapped a semi-reflective non glare camo blanket over him. This gave him a great way to get past the the air patrols, and with the wave runner causing a disturbance, and it almost being night, the arcraft would not give much thought to something that couold have possiblly been something.

34 went in the opposite direction of the wave runner as it came within eye range of the Island. 34 then got the remote detonator ready...

One of the AV-18's buzzing overhead spotted the jet ski speeding towards the island and issued a warning in the form of a small burst from its chaingun near the front of the craft, which was to no avail. Floodlights were than splashed over it, and finding it unmanned, it was destroyed by a Ballista anti-tank missile aboard the VTOL gunship.

Security Chief for the island, Maximus Redstone, did not like the looks of this. He ordered two of the Mirage patrol boats out early, and requested that a nearby Um al Maradim, supposed to be escorting an oil convoy passing by, come to the island to beef up patrols. Predators now widened their search radius, and the rest of the vehicles kept a careful eye out. Alert level on the island was now at code orange.

By the time the Jet Ski was eliminated, 34 had already made it to the cliffs edge of the island. While he secured himself he found a small cavern type hole that was of good size and from what he could see had no inhabitants or passages. 34 secured his small raft and setup a small H.Q. from which to operate. Luckily the cavern was hidden from view do to he cliffs over hang and it begin completely underwater during high and low tide. Small holes in the caves roof gave 34 the air he needed. With a place in which to begin his mission 34 timed the next portion of he job…the supply boat. 34 listened with his bug he planted just before it left the docks.

“Captain, I just received word that something has spooked the security monitors… Looks like something’s going down “said the Radio operator

“Well we don’t have to worry, we have clearance to the island, and I am sure we would have found any stowaways by now, so don’t worry…” replied the Captain

“Helms, Make sure we get to dock 2 before sunrise, I am sure Tiberius (SP), would like to have his breakfast!’ ordered the Captain.

“Aye, Aye sir,” replied the Helms as he sped the boat up.

34 had what he needed, with the boat scheduled to be in before sunrise it would prove to be most effective. After a short rest 34 gathered his climbing gear and waited for the boat to make land fall at the docks. And 30 min.’s later it did. Right on schedule…

34 flipped the cover off the detonator waited a couple of minutes for some workers to get aboard and for some guards to get close and hit the switch. Causing it to erupt in a massive explosion, one so nig it was sure to rock the manor and the island itself, maybe even crater the dockside of the island. As the explosion continued 34 made his way quickly up the cliff wall, because with that size explosion nobody could resist looking, and the guards attention would be distracted, and falling debris would confuse any motion detection devices, was well as the IR devices. 34 could move without being seen. As he cleared the cliff wall he moved into a near by guard tower, he entered fast, moving up the stairs to the top. Two guard where stationed in it. One looking out the other operating the light. 34 moved in close, and with a quick two moves kill, slit both of their throats. He held his hand over their necks so the blood would not get on their uniforms. 34 took off his helmet and put on the guard uniform. He quickly removed his XBR-1 50 cal. Sniper rifles and placed it next to his feet. He then propped one of the dead guards up to make it appear as if both where still on duty. 34 now had to wait for his marks to show up…