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Nentsia 25 Aug 2010, 09:16 PM Post #1
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Suðrland, Valisgard

People were walking by with newspapers in their hands, listening to podcasts or watching the news on their phones. The sun was shining bright, it was a beautiful noon, yet most people did not enjoy the day. Akim Seppänen, however, did. With a hidden smile he read the articles about the two of the most powerful men in the CFK both assassinated on the same time. First a bullet blew up Asman's skull, and a few minutes later, Chieftain Valisman was found dead in his estate. The population was in an uproar, especially in Suðrland.

Akim Seppänen was almost raised in the secret intelligence community. At young age he joined the Communist secret police, he was trained in destabilizing nations, governments, overthrowing bureaucratic elites, he was trained in manipulating entire societies, he was trained to set up plots and conspiracies, he was trained to play the role as mole, double mole, defector, triple defector - Akim was the right man to set up entire factions against eachother without them knowing what part he had in it.

Akim wasn't actually reading the newspaper. He just glanced at the headlines: ''Grand Chieftain shot minutes before Chieftain Valisman is found dead'' and ''Grand Chieftain and Chieftain assassinated: we are under attack!'' or ''Anarchy threatens the homeland: political leaders assassinated''.

Akim knew what was going on. And he was one of the very few. This was nothing more but a coup d'etat. The old bureaucratic elite is knocked over, without them realizing.

Special Agent Akim Seppänen ordered another cup of coffee, as he was waiting for someone.

After another fifteen minutes, a man in a tan colored suit entered the cafe. He was wearing sun glasses, the type of glasses that gave him the ''I-don't-want-to-be-recognized'' look. Akim wondered whether this amateur in disguise would be his contact person. He dropped his spoon on the floor, as arranged. The man saw that, and walked over to Akim. He nodded and spoke.

''Mr. Spoon, right?''

Akim nodded. This was his man. ''You got the money?'' he asked sighing.
The stranger looked at Akim as if he was a rat, scum. Akim was used to that, especially those guys who were even conservative according to Kindreds standards.
''I don't know. That depends on whether you have any more information regarding Loðmundr Valisman.'' said the stranger.

Akim smiled. ''Well, that depends on whether you, have the money.'' smiled Akim with a smug look on his face.

The stranger took off his glasses. ''I am not her for jokes, mr Spoon. I am here to save what is left of our Kindred. I think that is a little hard for you to understand, foreigner.''

''You know nothing.'' said Akim calm. He knew that this contact person had no idea that Akim was Nentsian, he didn't even realise that Akim should be his enemy, not a business partner. Yet Akim used this man to betray the pro-Nentsian turncoat Loðmundr Valisman. But only, so that Akim could betray the conservative elite in Valisgard later, and harder.

''You probably know Loðmundr Valisman, and as expected, he is probably screwing teenage prostitutes selling themselves in the streets of Tawasia, while he is enjoying his share of the democratic conspiracy against the Kindred system. If you want him dead, go to this adress in Tawasia City.'' Akim handed the stranger a small document.

''If you want, I can do the dirty job for you as well. After all, I am the best assassin in Renatia.'' added Akim to his story.

The stranger thought long about it. ''What will that cost me?'' he asked after a long moment of silence.

''Mmm...not much. All I want is....''

To be continued
Edited by Nentsia, 25 Aug 2010, 09:17 PM.
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Tawasia City, Tawasia,

Akim Seppänen walked through the streets of donwtown Tawasia. Sin City of Renatia, where tourists of all kinds would spend their well-earned money. Sex tourists, drug traffickers, adventurous youth and elderly escaping the winter in their homeland all came to Tawasia to have a great time.

Some people, like Loðmundr Valisman, were here in Tawasia to hide. After the assassination of chieftain Bjorn Valisman, a power vacuum was born. Loðmundr Valisman was chosen by the Nentsian secret services to succeed the chieftain. There were however other influential families that tried to seize power. And they had paid Akim a fortune to hunt down Loðmundr Valisman, in order to eliminate the biggest threat to their power.

Akim entered a bar, he appeared like a typical tourist. He wore a t-shirt, short pants, sun glasses and put on number two of his 'I-am-relaxed' cataloque with facial expressions.
There he was, Loðmundr Valisman, at the bar with some young Tawasian prostitutes who were most probably underaged.

Loðmundr Valisman saw Akim coming, and dismissed the girls. ''What in my name brings you here? KomRaz agent.'' shouted the man.

Akim took place next to him, and ordered a double whiskey. He drinks it and looks in his pocket.
Then he orders another one, drinks it and looks in his pocket again.
This is repeated a dozen times before the bartender asks him what he is doing.
Akim replies, "In my pocket I have a picture of my wife. When she gets good looking, I quit drinking..."

''What are you here for? Mr X....'' whispered Valisman in Akim's ear.

Akim turned his face to the man and looked at him with cold eyes. ''I am here to kill you.''
Valisman's eyes became huge.
''In fact, they gave me $2 million to wack you, and they granted me that they would cooperate with the Nentsian government once they have secured power. Isn't that the same you offered me as well, to get you in power?''

Valisman nodded, with his wide open eyes. He was stunned.
''Now, before you make yourself ridiculous by running away from me in a pathetic attempt to escape from me, I'm gonna make you an offer. As we speak, my men are doing their jobs. All I ask from you, is to act as a civilized, polite, respectful head of state once we bring you to power. And of course, Nentsian interests are your interests. You do what Nentsia wants you to do.

Valisgard, several undisclosed locations

Ágeirr set up his tool, in a window, at 766 meters from the Sigbjörn Hall. He waited patiently.


Tawasia City, Tawasia,

''Now mr. Valisman, do we have an agreement?''

Valisman nodded, and shook the hand of the smiling Akim Seppänen.

Valisgard, several undisclosed locations

A black minivan drove towards the Valisgard Town Hall, where various influential politicians were discussing the anarchy in Valisgard and Suthrland. Inside, men placed balaclavas over their heads. The van was parked. They waited.

Tawasia City, Tawasia,

''You just changed the course of history, mr Valisman. Here is how it goes:
While we talk, your enemies believe that I am currently checking your pulse to see whether I killed you or not. But in reality...''

Valisgard, several undisclosed locations

The director, Stynbjörn, ordered a drink. In the kitchen, the waitress was silently strangled by two men, dressed like waiters as well. One of them gave the woman a drug that knocked her unconscious. Then, he reached for some powder in his pocket.

Tawasia City, Tawasia,

''You turned it all 180 degrees around by accepting my offer. Seven of your enemies, are about to be killed. While they dance on your non-existent grave, their own deaths have become inevitable. I hope that you understand who we realy are, mr Valisman.''

Valisgard, several undisclosed locations

An operative sneaked through the garage of the building, carefully placing charges under three different cars. The bombs were set on a timer.


Tawasia City, Tawasia,
''We always get what we want. And whoever is on our path, will be eliminated. The KomRaz is ruthless in its methods, and should you make one wrong move, you will be joining the others who are currently in hell. Remember this Valisman, 90% of all production means must go to the corporations that are in the hands of Roman Aleksashkin. He knows how to get the economy of Suthrland off the ground.
Now, lets get you outta here. You have a country to govern.


Valisgard, several undisclosed locations
A security officer prepared his injection needle. He then carefully placed it under his wrist.

Ágeirr looked through the telescopic sight of his HK-PSG1 sniper rifle. A group of people was leaving the Sigbjörn Hall, Ágeirr observed the people coming out. They were all body guards. This was the sign: the target was leaving the building. As soon as Ágeirrs eyes recognized the baby-face of Sigbjörn Valisman, one of the most powerful men in Suthrland, Ágeirr pulled the trigger of his enormous sniper rifle. The bullet exited the rifle with high velocity, to arrive less than a second later at the head of Sigbjörn. The bullet entered him through the eye, and explodes inside the skull. The skin tissue prevents the upper skull to fall of his head. Blood splashes out of his mouth, eyes, nose and ears and he falls on the ground. Bodyguards quickly drag him back into the building, but it is too late. Ágeirr has already disappeared, to pick up his share of the $2 million which a KomRaz agent reserved for the assassins.

As the politicians were done with their assembly, not far from the Sigbjörn Hall, they left the Town Hall. At that point, five men in black suits wearing ski masks and holding AK-47 assault rifles stormed out of a black van. They opened fire on the group of politicians. Only one of them was an actual target, the others were just for the intimidation. In 39 seconds, the assassins fired 159 full metal jacket rounds at a group of 13 politicians. The target was killed instantly, with fourteen headshots, twenty-eight shots in the chest and sixteen other shots in his stomach, arms and legs. It was a bloodbath.
After 39 seconds, the assassins got back in their van and left. With a helicopter they fled to the Kinsman Federation.

Bank director and maffia leader Stynbjörn drank from the drink he ordered. But it was not the waitress who brought it to him, but a waiter he had never seen before. Stynbjörn did not trust the situation, and asked the waiter who he was. At that point, the waiter pulled a silenced handgun, and blew out Stynbjörns brains. Then, both false waiters left to be never seen again.

Three family heads had interupted their meeting when they heard that four other powerful men were killed. The three family heads wanted to go to their hideouts, as they suspected they were next.
They entered their cars, driving with high speeds to their hiding adresses. At the same time, on the road, all of their vehicles exploded. Arms, legs, jaws, brains and Vertebral columns were all over the roads. The last three targets were eliminated. The first elimination round was done.


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