Aura Ch1
Chapter 1
Drip, drip, drip, drip: the constant dripping of tap water was loud and echoing in the men's bathroom. But then the dripping stopped.
The silence was foreboding. It was like the calm before the storm.
Suddenly, a toilet flushed and from the last stall someone came out. It was a man in his early 20's, wearing a suit. The suit was black and well-fitted. His brown hair were messy and untamable. The most distinguished feature of his were his eyes. They were emerald green, but it felt like they were set in stone. They were cold, but at the same time, blank.
He walked to the sink and washed his hands. He looked at himself in the mirror once and then, exited the bathroom.
But before exiting, his eyes changed from cold to lively. And the blank look from his face was gone, replaced by his charming self.
Harry Potter exited the bathroom and looked around. He was currently attending a Charity gala in Berlin.
The architecture of the building was quite elegant with a modern touch to it. Most of the guests were at the center of the hall drinking and dancing. Others were scattered across the hall playing blackjack, poker etc. Most of them were not happy by the way things were going.
At the other end of the hall, the people, who were most likely forced to come, were getting drunk, He decided to join them. As he was walking across the hall, he saw a woman in her early 30's chatting with a group of individuals, who were most likely politicians. All of them were surrounded by armed bodyguards.
Most simple way to describe her would be breathtaking. She was wearing a long red satin dress with a thigh split. Her dress was backless with a deep cleavage. She was wearing black high heels which must have been uncomfortable, but she looked elegant in them.
As if sensing someone's gaze on her, she looked around and locked her eyes with Harry. He quickly averted his eyes after a second and forced himself to blush. The woman gave him a smirk and went back to her talk with her acquaintances.
Harry sat at the bar slightly clumsily and waved the bartender over.
"Whiskey on the rocks, please!" Harry ordered in German.
The bartender poured him the drink and went to attend other guests.
Harry slowly drank the whiskey, enjoying its taste. He looked around but there wasn't anything interesting. So, he went back to his drink, spinning it. He stared intensely at it for a couple seconds and then took a sip.
"You know, I've never seen a guy who savors his drinks this much," someone said from behind him.
He turned around. It was the same woman who was surrounded by the bodyguards earlier.
"Honestly, I don't know why everyone else don't," Harry admitted.
"May I join you?" she asked.
Instead of verbally answering her, he waved her to sit.
She sat gracefully beside him and intentionally crossed her legs, which gave him quite a view of her legs. He looked at them, but quickly averted his gaze to not be noticed.
She gave him a knowing smirk and looked him in the eyes. She leaned towards him and took the glass from his hands and brought it to her lips and took a gulp of the alcohol.
"I am Anna, what's your name?"She asked curiously.
She didn't give him her last name, so he didn't give her his.
"I'm Luca" he told her with a slightly hesitant smile.
"So, Luca, what brings you here?" she asked him.
"Well, I would like to think I came here to because I was interested in donations, but that would be a lie. I was forced by my mother to come here with her, but she ghosted at the last minute," he lied.
She gave him a melodious laugh and he forced himself to blush.
He composed himself and ordered two more drinks. She accepted hers with an appreciation.
After a couple second, she looked at him again but this time her eyes were full of mischief. She put her right hand on his knee and told him mischievously:
"Alcohol doesn't suit me, so you better not tempt me to have another glass."
Her hand was slowly but enticingly moving up from the knee to his thigh.
"Uh… I would keep that in mind," Harry stammered.
She started rubbing his thighs seductively up and down. He blushed again.
"You're cute!" she said.
"Uh….um…" he stammered.
She leaned toward him and whispered seductively:
"You wanna get out of here?"
"….Uh ….alright." exclaimed Harry.
She stood up and took his hand and led him to the exit.
He noticed from the corner of his eyes that her two bodyguards were getting ready to follow her, but she waved them off. She led 'Luca' to her luxury car, a Range Rover, and the driver held open the door for us to enter.
Once we were in the car, she told the driver to drive to the hotel.
Once the car was on the road, she instantly pounced on 'Luca'. She started kissing him passionately. Harry was startled at first, but after a second started to kiss her back. His hands touched every part of her dress and stopped on her shoulder. He paused for her permission which was given. He pulled her dress of her shoulders and….
Slow breathing could be heard in the room. The room gave off the aura of warmth and comfort, but it looked new as no one has been living here. The four walls of the room were gray and most of the furniture was black. A twin bed laid there at the middle of the farthest wall with two occupants on it.
Harry opened his eyes and immediately became alert because of the unfamiliar surroundings, but then it started to come back to him, the gala, Anna, the hotel, and the sex. He felt a weight shifting on the bed and noticed the auburn hair and then Anna herself, naked.
She was quite experienced and good in bed. He had to admit that it was one of the best sex he's ever had. It was a shame he had to kill her.
He got out of bed, carefully to not to wake the target up. He walked without a sound to where his clothes were on the floor and started dressing up.
After dressing up, he checked his pockets and found what he was looking for, a high-tech syringe filled with RC-18. RC-18 is a drug like opioid, only rarer and more potent. 5 ml it would be quite potent and would lead to overdose, but to be safe, he had filled the syringe with 10 ml of it, doubling the dose.
He walked across the bedroom to her bed, confident that she wouldn't wake up, because of her steady and diaphragmatic breathing. He removed the small cap off from the syringe and plunged the tiny needle into her neck, careful not to wake her.
He removed all the traces from the room that he was there, wiped his fingerprints from the syringe and left it at her side table.
He didn't wait for her breathing to stop like he knew it would and got out of the hotel without anybody noticing him.
Harry reached the S.H.I.E.L.D warehouse two miles away from the target's hotel and disposed of anything deemed suspicious. Especially Anna Sauer's S.H.I.E.L.D files. His superiors would not be happy if the investigation of Anna Sauer's suicide led back to S.H.I.E.L.D.
He opened her file:
Name; Anna Sauer
Age; 33
Ethnicity: German
Sex; Female
Height: 5'5
Weight; 122lb / 55kg
Strengths:
Current CEO of SAUER industries who deals in weapons, mostly WMDs. Known to be ruthless. Black belt. Doesn't trust easily. Net worth: estimated to be around $150 million. Firearms Weapons trained
Weaknesses:
Almost Regular sexual activities (possible to be seduced by a male agent). Unarmed most of the time. No military training.
Objective:
SIGINT intelligence suggests that Anna Sauer has been selling weapons to a terrorist group known as 'The Liberation'.
Her death must look like an accident or suicide.
Harry had been observing her for a week, figuring out her moods, her preferences like her favorite drink (whiskey), hookups mostly with shy guys and so on.
He discarded the file and other evidences by dissolving them in hydrochloric acid. He had left no clues, and no one knew that he was at the hotel the target stayed at but it's better to be safe than sorry. His paranoia prevented him from taking any unnecessary risks
After finishing and double checking everything, he went to the designated extraction point.