NIGHTFALL RETAKE 4/6/09
Darker, sharper, hotter... better written?
Italics means someone is thinking.
DISCLAIMER; I DON'T OWN DARK ANGEL, STARGATE SG-1 OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR IDEAS OF EITHER SERIES.
THIS IS NON PROFIT.
CHAPTER 1
Night time,
The heat and humidity were intense, noise from parties and celebrations resounded in the bustling American town.
None felt the night more acutely than a woman walking into action dressed from the neck down in black rubber dominatrix gear. Especially when a group of leering men were roughly frisking her for weapons or wires- a 'security precaution' they said. Right.
This dark, stunning and unfortunate woman 'Maxine', was a very different type of woman. She was created and raised in a paramilitary super soldier organisation known as Manticore, created to be the perfect soldier, genetically manipulated to be faster, stronger, more resilient than anything considered human. She was also designed to be perfect female, amazingly beautiful- the desire of any man- and some women. Her beauty, strength, speed and skills enabled her to do things no ordinary soldier could do.
In Max's case that often meant working undercover as a stripper, hooker, inappropriately dressed maid and other things that weren't well received by feminists.
Anyway, back to the humidity and corsetry- this was a legitimate part of a mission. Manticore had received intelligence about a new type of weapon created by some non other American non- existent secret organisation (there were so many), that had been stolen by a master thief who passed it on to a known arms dealer who probably intended to sell this prototype secret weapon to highly aggressive parties not fond of the American way of life. Most likely a terrorist organisation as most countries weren't crazy enough to hijack a WMD in this political climate.
In order to intercept the arms dealer, acquire the stolen weapon, any data on it and all parties involved in its theft Max first had to find someone who knew where and when the weapon was going to be taken. One person who should know this was 'Mr Grey', a big time crime boss that ran a large international smuggling organisation that trafficked everything from drugs and guns to immigrants for slave labour and prostitution.
Max had read up on Mr Grey. Her targets record stated he had several vices, including hot loose women and hot loose women in BDSM outfits. Hence, why Max had once again been forced to fall back on her 'sex kitten' capabilities by being planted undercover as a high class prostitute and mistress. Max was dressed in a tiny black corset, along with a matching black thong that barely covered her in any meaningful way, leaving her toned legs and full ass cheeks totally exposed to onlookers. The corset itself was tightly pulled together by several belts that strapped across the stomach. The corset brutally squeezed Max's body, hugging her curves tightly and accentuating her already almost perfect form. Her breasts were crushed against her chest enhancing her cleavage but making it difficult to breathe anything but small breaths. It was uncomfortable to say the least but had the right effect on men in the past.
After being searched the leather clad woman was led into a huge white mansion by two large goons. Her pimp- played aptly by Alec (X5-494) was left at the gate leaving her to be examined by the lust filled henchmen. Why am i always the one dressed in the ridiculous and inappropriate outfits? She asked herself. Coz you pull it off so well Maxie. Came an annoying voice that sounded suspiciously like Alec.
She got her mind back on track; This is a mission. He's a male. Get it done.
Upon passing through the mansions huge Oak main doors Max entered a vast hallway, it was well furnished with expensive material on walls and pedestals. A display of wealth. Grey was rich and wasn't afraid to show it.
"Ah! My guest for the night." The voice came from a tall, well muscled man Max instantly identified as the smuggling boss Mr Grey.
She flashed through the intelligence file Manticore had on him; former military, despite impressive physical scores and flashes of an impressive strategic mind, he barely made it into the armed forces due to extreme problems with authority- he was reprimanded and disciplined several times before finally being dishonourably discharged from the armed forces on charges of rape and assault.
No flash of recognition came from the transgenic beauty although she shouldn't have worried as no one was looking at her face. Grey admired her for a moment then took her by the hand and yanked her with him like a child dragging his mother in a candy store. Max remembered the reason he got kicked out of the armed forces- allegedly raping and beating a hooker.
Grey was followed by a large bald man who packed some serious muscle, possibly a bodybuilder, he had a Glock in a holster around his white shirt (well cleaned and maintained it looked) Max figured he must be Grey's personal bodyguard (and a professional) the rest of these guys were just hired guns.
Grey ran his eyes over her again, admiring her face, outfit, and extraordinary body. His eyes focused mostly on her ass- nothing new there then. He took her arm in his and escorted her into his house occasionally pointing out unnecessarily expensive paintings, furniture and sculptures.
There were armed guards everywhere though none of them focused much on their duties when Max strode by them. They knew she was the boss' and could do nothing more than stare and drool... and did so to the fullest extent, Max felt the eyes of every man following her, taking in every curve of her body, absorbing every move her toned exposed form made.
When she got out of their sight several of the guards headed to the security centre where security cameras followed the stunning woman to her destination- the boss' bedroom.
Ignoring the crude men Max analysed the area, "Cameras everywhere, some blindspots, counted 17 guards so far armed with revolvers and UZI's, doesn't look like any of them besides the bodyguard have military training" She could usually tell such things just by glancing at people.
"The bedroom my dear." Grey declared closing an ornate set of double doors she had just been nearly dragged through by her mark. Like the rest of the smuggling boss' mansion, this room was opulent- he feature that grabbed Max's attention was the king size poster bed in the rooms center- it had bolt holes for what she assumes were manacles or handcuffs and cameras pointed right at it.
Much of the mansion was now unguarded, the bodyguards as well as many of the mansions patrol guards and even some housekeepers have abandoned their posts to watch the show from either the security centre or from remote televisions that accepted feeds from the cameras placed throughout the large mansion. After all, this wasn't the first time the boss had brought a lady home.
Grey pulled Max to him attacking her mouth and using tongue- this didn't bother Max as it made it easier for her pheromones (1) (a product of being an espionage type transgenic)to take effect, it already started to work with him simply being in close proximity to her.
The large bald bodyguard stepped into a corner of the room, and stopped, leaning against the wall. Max realized the intelligence Alec had gotten earlier about Grey being incredibly wary of assassins- even to the point of having people observe his sexual conquests was true. The bodyguard was going to stay in the room with them. Max also had detected at least two state of the art cameras in the room with clear angles on the bed. Good thing she wasn't a prude.
Not a stranger to wild nights, Grey couldn't remember a time when he felt this out of control. He couldn't think of anything as a matter of fact. A testament to the potency of the chemical Max generated via her inhuman physiology. There was something different about her, just the way she moved and looked at him told him that much. There was something... special about her. He could sense it.
She smiled and ran a hand over his cheek her touch seemingly electric. She was so warm. He could hardly control his desire. Max felt the lust flowing from him. He felt up her leg, squeezing and admiring the smooth, golden flesh.
Reaching around Grey Unbuckled Max's corset, the watching guards wondered how the hell she hadn't suffocated or suffered heat stroke while wearing that thing in this temperature.
Transfixed by the genetic super babes newly freed breasts Grey roughly began squeezing her cleavage, mauling them hungrily.
Releasing her breasts he roughly grabbed her arms, turned her around so she was facing away from him. He bent her over a probably antique table almost breaking it leaving Max with her extraordinary backside stuck out. He harshly grabbed her ass, squeezing and moulding it like her breasts earlier. Playing the part Max pressed her chest against the cold wooden table while pushing her ass out moving against and into his large hands. Max took hold of the tables edge as Grey licked his lips, amazed at the soft and supple globes the brunette babe had, he released his right hand grip and slapped her butt hard eliciting a gasp and moan from the stunning woman. Grey did this again, with his left hand, then again harder than before with both hands. He continued his obsession with Max's perfect rear end, alternating smacks- some right hand, some left, some left and right simultaneously. The guards watching through cameras stared open mouthed at their boss' antics.
Grey got a finger under Max's rubber underwear and pulled her obscene undergarment down her legs and off. Grinning, he slapped her now bare ass another couple of times.
This exotic dark queen now stood bent over a table ready to be fucked senseless. Just as he took a tight grip of her tanned, curvy hips Max took a deep breathe playing the part.
Grey ploughed into her quite hard- brutally even; his huge cock penetrating right to the hilt in her painfully tight body. Max remembered he had a reputation for being violent with some girls- he liked to hear them scream- so she faked it as he pulled his cock all the way out and reinserted it several times, luckily Max had long since become accustomed to being penetrated in a violent manner.
As Grey pistoned back and forth Max joined in the fucking- humping her muscled backside back in time to meet the powerful strokes of the smuggling mastermind. The thrusts into her body were so hard a human woman would have struggled with the pain- might even have bruised.
She grabbed him and roughly shoved him back onto the bed. She stepped on his chest then moved her booted foot....lower down.
Grey blinked and discovered that amazingly Max was giving him a handjob- using her foot. The guards watching over the cameras wondered when the hell she got her boot off.
He was dizzy and almost passed out when he registered her pulling his pants off.
Max kneeled at the foot of the bed. No words were exchanged before her slender hands reached out and wrapped around Grey's penis. After teasing him with her skilled hands she opened her mouth and swallowed Grey's cock with one go. The brunette was so... hungry the voyeurs though she might swallow him whole... or bite his manhood off.
The guards watching the spectacle crudely commented on the scene, pointing out her ass, technique or spouting moronic nonsense like "She has the boobs and booty to want us all to be her slaves".
After coming Grey took a pill which Max presumed was a type of stamina enhancer- a moment later he was hard again though Max's super senses detected his heart rate had risen to dangerous levels, if this went on for much longer she might fuck him to death. Not a ridiculous notion as Max literally had fucked someone to death once.
He ordered her to sit on his cock, playing the dutiful call girl she complied trapping the crime lord's manhood between her powerful thighs.
She began to move back and forth upon him, pressing him down into the soft bed clad in nothing except thigh high black rubber boots, dog collar and gloves. There coupling was observed by the stoic henchman seemingly immune to the carnal acts of lust in front of him.
Maybe he was castrated. Max smirked in her mind.
Always domineering she kept up a brutal pace with the intoxicated male until...
He passed out.
Well that was disappointing- as it usually is with humans. The seductive transgenic mused.
TIME SKIP...
For two days now Max had been investigating Mr Grey's smuggling operation- through a combination of pheromones and her own substantial seductive capability she had more or less brainwashed the man. After hacking into Grey's personal laptop she found various illegal transactions that she transmitted to her HQ- including a file about some new type of missile.
She heard someone outside in the corridor; she blurred to a fridge and pulled out some champagne. Good year too.
The door opens; it's grey followed by his apparent eunuch bodyguard that Max now knew as Mr Anderson.
"What are you doing in here?" Grey asked seemingly overjoyed to see her again. "I was looking for a drink." Max innocently stated. "What's the occasion?" Grey replied. She isn't supposed to be in this room, he should be angry but she has some kind of hold on him.
She smiles and steps closer to him, in her transmission to her team she also requested pickup, it would be easier for her team to get her out of here and eliminate the bad guys if they were distracted. Seems they're gonna get another show.
TIME SKIP, A FEW MINUTES...
Max had taken Grey back to his main bedroom, with Anderson in tow. She needed to distract him and the majority of the house guards. The simplest way to do that was through more sex. M y job seems like a bad porno sometimes.
She wrapped her powerful legs around his waist, their tongues battling, shoving themselves down the others throat, Grey totally out of his mind due to the mind bending chemicals Max's body generated.
Outside the grounds shadows moved around.
Time to move.
She tore off his tailored Italian suit. Max bit into his chest brushing his face with her long dark hair, enveloping him in her scent.
Much of the mansion was now unguarded, the bodyguards as well as many of the mansion guards have abandoned their posts to watch the show. They had grown accustomed and looked forward to Max and the boss' bedroom antics over the past two days.
Outside the large house the unfortunate few remaining on duty were dispatched silently by several stealthy figures. Some were shot by silenced firearms, other had their necks snapped from behind by merciless black forms. None noticed as the camera feeds were cut and the criminal home was invaded.
TIME SKIP, A FEW MINUTES...
Max had once again ridden the crime boss into unconsciousness, now to move on to the next part of her plan.
Careful of the camera and bizarrely unmoved man watching the obscene show the transgenic continued thrusting back and forth somewhat theatrically, her main focus was on removing a tiny needle from a false tooth. A new tooth would back in its place- shark DNA. Keeping it out of view of her audience she hurled it at the sexless henchman, it jabbed directly into his carotid artery, filling his body with the powerful neurotoxin. The eunuch guard went down instantly hitting the floor with a thump. The crime boss Grey was so deep in his sexually induced coma he didn't notice. Max estimated her 'client' would be out for hours.
The doors of the bedroom flew open. Max calmly got off the unconscious criminal, stepped off the bed and turned knowing who she'd see. "The house guards?" Totally cold and professional despite standing there naked. "All eliminated. We found several laptops, Walker already hacked them..." "How long have you been out there?" She asked, temper rising. "Not long, the guards mostly left there posts before you got his clothes off." Alec reported, holding back a grin.
"Where are my clothes?" She asked/demanded. "Erm... right there." He replied pointing at the dominatrix wear that Grey insisted she wear constantly after their first meeting. Max glared even more ferociously and Alec knew he was going to pay later.
After securing the captured arms dealer and personal computers in a nondescript van, the newly reunited unit of transgenics set the mansion on fire and took off with their goods.
END CHAPTER 1
NOTES
(1) Espionage type transgenic- in this universe there are many different types of transgenics designed for specific functions; espionage types are inhumanly flexible, they don't have the muscle of bone density of some other types which makes them lighter and faster. They also generate pheromones that attract, arouse- and in large enough doses can brainwash members of the opposite sex.
(2) Other types of transgenic include; assassination- there bodies generate poison through venom sacs in their mouths, can spit it like a cobra, or can transmit it through their skin like the poison dart frog. Assault- they have increased muscular and skeletal density- they are incredibly strong and durable. They are more powerful than canon transgenics being full capable of smashing through walls and shrugging off attacks that would kill humans. Interrogators- similar to assassins as they generate chemicals from their bodies- hallucinogenic in this case. Specialised design of the eyes allows them to mesmerize people via eye contact. Special operatives- the jack of all trades for X5's- they have no serious weaknesses'- but no exact speciality- i.e. they are not as fast as espionage types or as strong and durable as assault types, their versatility is their strength. Medical type- somewhat similar to the cheesy vampire transgenic from season 2, their physical skills are scaled back to support incredibly enhanced regenerative powers, they can infuse amounts of their own blood into the wounded that would kill a human without even feeling dizzy, they can also transmit painkillers and coagulants into the wounded similar to the assassin types. There are other types upcoming but those should be the main ones.
(3) I am aware that parts of this chapter read like a bad porno but seriously, why would Manticore genetically engineer a super soldier in female form to look like a super model if they weren't planning to play the 'seduction' or 'exploit human sexism' cards?
(4) This is a Max/Alec fic, which explains Alec and Max's dialogue at the end but don't expect it to be a fluffy romance.
(5) This chapter focused on this universes take on Max, the next one will be focusing on Alec.