Thread: Spy Games (Vas x Maria)

X-Vash00 said Zachary Phillips was in the middle of some downtime at a local Vanguard safehouse. He was there legally of course, no crimes brought up against him, bot even a parking ticket tarnished his record. That of course was all thanks to Dex's computer skills but that was officially off the record. Vanguard needed their boys to stay squeaky clean incase any of them were in any sort of trouble, they could pull there file, see nothing on it, think that someone this clean couldn't possibly do anything wrong, and let them go. Such naive law enforcement, if only they knew what Vanguard operatives really do, it would probably make people fear them rather than Vanguards plans for the people to idolize them for their patriotic efforts. The thought of being a patriot made him chuckle, thinking shoring more and Vanguards cause and his current state of affairs made him laugh louder. He was currently 27 years old, so he would have been working with Vanguard for about 5 years now. Vanguard's full name is The Vanguard of true American Patriots. An American Ultra-Nationalists that's primary objections is the re-emergence of American global dominance. They believe that successive civilian governments have betrayed American interests abroad. The solution? Begin a revolution to install temporary military rule until global supremecy is restored. They have vast funding from various dummy corporations, small governments, and politicians who see eye-to-eye with Vanguard's cause. Zach himself wasn't as fanatic as others in the orginization were, he really only joined up because they offered him a large sum of money, and a chance to fully utilize the skills he learned in his Military Acedemy training. So that's why he's with Vanguard, the money, that's it. Though as of now that could change. HQ has given him footage of a group of CIA agents that took down a Vanguard op team in Russia that was trying to set off one of their nuclear subs to try and get some things rolling that would put America on top again. In that footage he saw one of the agents that impressed- no, infatuated- him. She was short yes, but she moved between targets with percision and grace, but most of all, she was drop dead gorgeous. It was disappointing to see her not shoot anyone or snap their necks, she merely dissabled them and moved on. So nave, eventually she would see that they wouldn't stop unless she killed them. She'll learn soon enough. He was relaxing in his room, the door was locked and guards were outside incase some idiot tried to break in. Vanguard was way too paranoid with him, or at least that's how they seemed right now. They were trying to act paranoid to get the CIA to come and get their data back. They've copied it and they're done with it now, time to give it back to make them feel better. He was the one assigned to make sure they get it back. So waiting for someone one to come he decided to take a shower. He stepped inside the bathroom and turned the shower on and letting the water warm up. When it was to his liking he disrobed and stepped inside the shower. He let the warm water run over him. He grabbed the shampoo and conditioner and squeezed the liquid into his hand. He rubbed them together and started running it through his shaggy blonde hair. He washed it out and moved onto the body wash. He squeezed the gel into his hands lathering it up. He then took his hands and ran it over his body, tracing the scars and scratches on his skin. Some of the scars were wide and long from knife wounds, others were small and round from bullet holes. He rinsed off and finally turned off the water. He toweled off and put on some fresh underwear and warm up pants, no shirt. He slung the towel over his neck and shuffled out of the bathroom and to his bedroom door to go to the kitchen for some food. Click to expand... Maria Bolton sat on the leather love seat in her deluxe hotel room over looking Venice Beach in California. High above the busy beach, she watched the waves crash onto the sand through the large glass window. It was so relaxing to her especially after high-risk missions. She had just returned back to the United States after a mission in Russia. She worked for the CIA's specialized group of agents that no one knew about. Of course people were aware of CIA agents and how they took care of situations that threatened America, but this specialized group was different. This specialized group, called the Guardians, was only known by CIA and a few other spy organization. The Guardians were an elite group of men and women who the best of the best in combat, shooting, technology, and many other things. To the CIA, they were the last resort option when problems got too out of hand and, sadly, resulted to death. Maria was the perfect spy for the Guardians. Her parents were both CIA agents and began preparing her to be a spy. By 8 years old, she already had a black belt and was a gymnastic goddess. As she got older, her dad brought her to shooting ranges to practice her weaponry skills. She even naturally smart, graduating Boston University with her masters at 22 years old. Immediately after her graduation, she was shipped off the California to begin training to be a Guardian. Now, at 25 years old, she had been one the CIA's best spies at her young age. In her last mission on Russia, she and a few other spies had stopped Vanguard's crazy idea of nuclear subs that would cause madness between Russia and the USA. She was swift on that mission, not killing anyone, just disarming them and knocking a few out to be taken back to HQ for questioning. Though her job did require killing people, she tried avoiding it at all cost. She was soft hearted women but when it came to life or death, she would unleash her deadly skills. She was reading over a case report again delivered to her the day of her return to the states. In the report explained that there a flash drive that had important information about CIA's top agents, including the Guardians, that had been stolen by Vanguard's agents. Luckily, the flash drive was in a safe house a block away. She had already scoped it out earlier two paranoid guards and one man inside, probably one of their agents. It was a simple mission to her. She got up and exited the hotel with only a purse with her Glock 23 and miscellaneous objects. She rather use her small knife that she had tied to her upper thigh underneath her short jean shorts that hugged to her plump ass. She wore a white sheer top that hung loosely to her body, exposing her blue bikini top that barely held in her perky breast. Luckily she was blessed curves that only helped her on missions, such as this. As she walked down the block, she flipped her long, naturally curly dirty blonde hair. Her looks only assisted her in completing her mission. Maria casually walked up to the two guards guarding the safe house. She smiled, asking if she could get some directions to the local bar. She had a flirty tone, trying to distract them from their duties.