Who Really Rules The World Part I

**Who Really Rules The World - PART I**

*Credits: Discord Users Zeaks & ModestyBlaise*

Modesty Blaise: -The song “This must be the place” from Talking heads sounds as Lady Janet wakes up on her luxury mansion. It’s shown her daily life, how she gets her breakfast, reads for a while, swims on her big pool, gets dressed, and gets out of her house where five vehicles are waiting for her, all with the sound of the song. She doesn’t say a word to her henchmen, she acts as cold as an ice. After half an hour, they arrive to John Wick’s funeral in London, and it is shown in a fast way how they exploded the helicopter and kidnapped Modesty. Then, the scene goes where Lady Janet is torturing Modesty, who is tied up from her four extremities. Modesty then wakes up, and Lady Janet smiles at her. Janet gets some knifes, and says...- “The first one won’t kill you... neither the second one... neither the third... not until you beg me to do it” -Lady Janet laughs-

Vick Rolands: -after the helicopter exploded and the other 2 diverted, Anaelle was in disorder from the sudden detour, I got my balance back pretty fast since I’m used to these kind of stuff and look from the windows I see Ethan collapsing and cars surrounding and hiding you from my sight. minutes later, we made it back to the mansion, I get in with Anaelle hurrying next to me. I shout at the guards- what the fuck happened back there? find who the fuck is after this, trying to kill me and abducting my friends and do it as fast as you can. -Anaelle looks at me as I look at her to follow me and she does then in the middle of walking I turn back- and get me the names of the ones we lost, huge compensations to their families be prepared immediately -I turn back to walk in the room as Anaelle follows- Vick, calm down, you can't think like this -she says- Ana, how can you be so calm about it? we almost got assassinated by someone who managed to know where we were going to be and when exactly and they abducted Ethan and MB -I say furious, then Ana replies- I will check the logs and cameras on the house and choppers, we will find out what happened, just relax and don't make any rash decisions, please -she says-

Modesty Blaise: -the tv in front of Anaelle and Vick is being turned on without any turning it on. A Kraken symbol is showed, and later it turns black. Someone with a distorted voice starts speaking- “There’s no need on that, Anaelle. Or should I call you Ana? There’s no way you can find out why do I do this, or how to stop me. In less than a week, your little fortune won’t equal the one of my organization. The whole world is going to change. It’s time to move on. But there’s a reason why I don’t kill you both, because I could had killed everyone back on the funeral, and I mean everyone. And yet, no one will be behind me. I hope you, Vick Rolands, accept my apologies about your people, and take my invitation to join me, peacefully, tonight. Both of you. My address is...” -the tv shows an address and the voice stops talking. The Kraken symbol is shown once more, and the tv shuts down-

Vick Rolands: -I look at the TV as well as Anaelle, Anaelle looks to me- who are these and how do they know so much? and what kind of stupid symbol is this? -my eyes widen, I think a bit, I remember how Mr. Big talked about Kraken and the symbol in the orphanage that he used as a weapon factory with kids labor- that ... we need to go underground, the REAL underground but shit, we can't do that now -I speak as I walk back and forth in the room, not angry anymore but nervous and thinking hard. Ana looking at me- you know these people, brother, tell me, I have to know? -I look at her- no, you don't have to know, you should stay out of this, that's not a choice. I ... need to think. please leave me for now Ana but don't leave the mansion, yet be on standby -as Ana leave the room, she doesn't like the sound of that and definitely doesn't like to be not involved in it but complies for now. I keep thinking, then I look at my tools-

 Modesty Blaise: -Lady Janet goes back with Modesty- “I’m sorry, Mod. Had to call an old friend...” -Lady Janet walks close to her, and electrocutes her as Modesty screams on pain. Blaise is being untied while she is hurt. Some men take her to another room, and tie her on a bed. Lady Janet comes there, with a nurse mask. Some “doctors” are getting ready for something- “You’re a plague, Mod... we don’t need more of it on this brand-new world...” -Modesty starts to lose conscience, as she gets sleep. Now, Blaise is dreaming, getting into a flashback...- “Modesty! Modesty!” -Willie Garvin sings a song he invented for his boss, back when he was on the Network- “why on Earth do you call me Modesty, Willie? You always call me princess...” -Modesty smiles- “That’s how I call you, but not how the world calls you” -Garvin then looks how someone enters to their office and interrupts- “Sorry, Miss Blaise, but someone called Janet wants to see you. She said she had an appointment...” “let her in” -says Modesty. Then, she wakes up, when the surgery is terminated. She feels quite sick- “Now...” -Lady Janet says smiling...- “You’ll have no problem in your life. Anyone. No. I took something from you, something you won’t miss, I guess. Now, you’ll have no kids at all” -After an intense and sadistic laughing, Janet gets out, and Modesty starts to cry-

Vick Rolands: -later that night, the time for the meeting, came, I showed up with some very loyal guards around me who insisted on coming with me even though I told them I can handle myself and that it can turn very dangerous that it's nearly a suicide mission for them, I take a deep breath as I get in the door in front of me, all I find is a single table in the middle of a room with drinks and food and  candles, I get to the table as I heard a voice- please don't be alarmed, take a seat -I went to sit, first thing I did was check the table and chair bottoms for explosives or any kind of triggers before finally sitting down as there were none, everything looks normal but I can't shake the suspicion- Mr. Big? is that you? -ask to no one-

Modesty Blaise: -Mr. Big, now with white paint on his face and one elegant white hat and suit, shows up from the shadows. He looks as the Baron Samedi, part of a voodoo cult myth. He brings out a serious face, and he also shows to have a cane with a skull on it. He walks closely to you- “Misssssster Rolands” -he makes a vow and takes his hat off, revealing how bad the burn of the last time ended up. He puts his hat on, and Vick can notice he doesn’t use shoes. Big, now Baron Samedi, smiles at him- “Lady Janet will be ready, soon. Please, do make yourself as home” -he says all that with such an elegance and terrifying voice, as the smile doesn’t go out of his face-

Vick Rolands: -I look at him, on standby, expecting him to attack anytime because of how we departed on- Mr. Big, so you're back to be a kraken toy boy, how expected. I like the new look, it gives you more character this way, the older one seems to only work on orphans -I tell him mocking his new look, trying to provoke him as I know he can't touch me without permission since he mentioned Lady Janet will be there-

Modesty Blaise: “You’re quite right, Mister Rolands. Quiiiiiiii-iiiite right! Hahahahahaha-ha!” -his laugh sounds strong, and he turns once more with you- “Those kids are safe now, yesss, but do you know how much kids do I own?” -Samedi stands using his cane, as he dances- “Do you like dancing, Mister Rolands? Do yo...” -Lady Janet suddenly appears- “Please, Samedi, let me have that pleasure...” -Janet looks at Vick- “Oh wow, mister Rolands... you look so handsome like that. Not like that old weirdo suits that your father used to had... with all the respect, of course” -Lady Janet smiles, then offers her hand to say hi- “Janet Firth, dear” -Lady Janet is using a black sexy dress, a golden Rolex and very expensive accessories all across her body, proving all her power and wealthy-

Vick Rolands: -stand up, take her hand but I don't kiss it, instead, I take her a bit farther from the table to dance slowly- Vick Rolands, though you already knew that Ms. Janet -I meant not to call her with her Lady title, as a way of testing her character in a safe more political-like way as well as diminish her presence since she never officially received the title anyway-

Modesty Blaise: “Well well... Mr. Rolands...” -says Janet, as she gets surprised on how Vick invited her to dance, and does it so well. Suddenly, her face changes and goes more serious. Samedi puts some music to dance with- “I don’t want to start with the wrong foot, Mr. Rolands. No. I would HATE that. So...” -she goes closer to Vick’s ear- “The ones who died on that helicopter where some inside men working for another organization. Not mine, though. Still, don’t need to worry about your own safety, Mr. Rolands, I solve all of the problems that your father leaved behind” -both keep dancing, her head goes back as she blinks her eye- “What happened to Ana? I thought she would come here and enjoy the delicious meal I made for you both” -asks Janet-

Vick Rolands: -I look at her while dancing still- Ana is a bit pre-occupied right now. -then I hint at the table- oh, I thought this was ours, Ms. Janet. since now I know you were only protecting us, I would assume this is a make up for the misunderstanding, right? though, it would have been a lot better without your lap dog, more ... ethical -I hint at Samedi as well as hit on her in a way to see her reaction to it, still in a safe way-

Modesty Blaise: “You hear that, don’t you, Samedi?” -He just nods, and leaves almost immediately- “You never know it when handsome men like you carry Walters...” -Janet stops dancing- “Are you hungry, Mr. Rolands? We have so much to discuss about... and best part is that we have all the time in the world” -Janet laughs in a funny way, as she walks to put another kind of music. “Ain’t no mountain high enough” from Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell sounds, as Lady Janet makes a little dance for herself, enjoying it. Some butlers enter and get the table ready, and one of them gets closer to Vick- “What are you having to drink tonight, sir?” -asks the man gently-

Vick Rolands: -I reply without looking at him- whatever she will have, you only need to worry about 1 bottle, I’m not a heavy drinker -then I look to Lady Janet- you have a good taste of music, reminds me of someone who's gone missing for a while now, right when the helicopter exploded, know anything about that by any chance?

Modesty Blaise: -Lady Janet keeps looking at Vick, smiling, then looks at the butler, he nods, and Janet goes close to Vick- “Modesty Blaise... yes... I would be nothing without her. I’m grateful with her” -the same butler brings two Manhattans for drinking- “thank you, Gerald. Dismiss” -Gerald makes a vow in front of Janet after both take the drinks, and he goes- “For us?” -Janet cheers the glasses- “The thing with Modesty is so complicated... come, please, let’s take a seat” -Janet walks to the table-

Vick Rolands: -I lift the glass a little and nod, saying nothing and not drinking since I didn't see the source of where that came from and walk with lady Janet to the table and just stand next to the seat waiting for her to sit first-

Modesty Blaise: -Janet takes a seat, and leaves her drink on the table- “How much do you know about your friends, Mr. Rolands? Have you questioned that to yourself that?” -Janet keeps looking at Vick- “Well... Modesty Blaise was not the sweet angel she presented to be now. No. She was quite different... I even recognize that she was even worse than me. The Network, that’s where all started. You may have heard of its existence at least. She initiated all that, the worst criminal organization of all time, or at least it was. Without her, the thing went to hell...” -Janet keeps looking at Vick- “Please, if you’re not comfortable speaking about all this, just interrupt me, I completely understand...” -The dishes, two Wellington meats well cooked, arrive. The butlers quickly went off the room- “...Truth is not easy to handle” -says Janet, ending up her paragraph-

Vick Rolands: -I look at her- it's not a question of how much Ms. Janet, it's a question of knowing enough and not more, even a simple balloon, if you keep blowing air in it, it will eventually explode in the end but if only enough air, you can trust the balloon to keep that air in for an indefinite amount of time at least. that's why we know more about our enemies and only enough about our friends -I continue- please, it's your place, I wouldn't want to make you feel uncomfortable about the conversation. as for the current topic, it doesn't bother me at all, please continue -I say with a little smile of comfort-

Modesty Blaise: “I mean... well... why not knowing about everyone?” -Janet gets a little laugh, and starts eating- “after all, knowledge is blessing, Mr. Rolands. Well, I tried to join Modesty Blaise on the Network. Money was hard to get and destiny gives you opportunities, so I took the one of being with Mod. She accepted me, yes. She was like a sister to me. But...” -Janet gives a sip to her drink- “I was never something to her. I was an accessory. Oh, but Willie Garvin... he was her idol... Damn... I hated him so much” -Janet looks at her food, then back to Vick- “I just wanted to belong, Mr. Rolands. Just that. Belonging...”

Vick Rolands: -I listen to her without interruption as I nib from the food carefully, slowly and making sure I don't ingest too much of it at once- it's only human to want to belong, Ms. Janet. I totally agree with you on knowledge being a blessing. I always try to know and learn more but not to the breaking point, I’m sure you know what I mean. -I stop a little to take a tiny sip of my cup still being careful about it- but well, things change Ms. Janet, the wheel of life always turn and never stops. you said you were desperate for money a few years back when the network was a thing but look at you now. Willie Garvin is dead and Modesty Blaise absent. -my tone still the same yet the wording changed a little- but I’m sure you didn't invite me here the way you did for something you don't need any more such as belonging.

Modesty Blaise: “Of course not. No. I don’t need something from anyone. I have it all. And still... I want it all. But I like to share, and you’re here because I want you be part of my new world” -Janet gets a huge smile in her face, then she grabs Vick’s hand- “may call you Vick, Mr. Rolands? You can call me as you want, I don’t care. They had called me in many ways, most of them disrespectful. No, the thing I care about is who I am and how do I feel about. The one who started calling me as Lady Janet was Willie Garvin himself, when we get on a date. But... pfft...” -Janet shakes her head, softly- “The thing here...” -Janet gets her head closer to Vick- “is that Vick is your name, what you represent, what you are... and I actually like it...”

Vick Rolands: -I get a bit surprised by the sudden change of attitude but I don't pull my hand away, yet, not knowing if that's really her character or just an act to get me to drop my guard- thank you, Ms. Janet, for the compliment. you also can be whatever you want to be at any given point of time now that you have so much power and authority to do as you please. -I pause a little as I look at her hand over mine then back at her- if I would be so bold, Ms. Janet, I think you might have drunk a bit too much

Modesty Blaise: -Janet gets her hand to the drink and sips it once more, then says...- “There’s nothing wrong with me, believe me. I’m being fully honest with you, I like you. You’re handsome, I don’t deny it. But I got your point. You’re not here for dating, no. You’re here to know what happens, being optimistic... but in the worst scenario, you came here to die trying to get your friend and your freedom back. But let me tell you something...” -Janet starts whispering- “Ludovic Rolands is dead, and not even your money will get you safe for what is going to happen next” -Janet stops and eats more of her meat- “I just want to share, that’s it. As I said, life is full of opportunities. All you have to say is what you want to. Reform, or stay as the same as you were before. This won’t affect you, no, but may benefit you stepping in” -Lady Janet says-

Vick Rolands: -I consider for a second, thinking it through a little bit then start talking- you never gave an offer Ms. Janet, all you talked about was a new beginning, a new world order and sharing while never actually giving any opportunities or options of how any of that would come to happen. I bet you already know how my conversation about the same sort of thing with your lap dog roughly a year ago went and it wasn't as decent as this one and how he came out of it in the end. so, I will tell you as I told him back then, I’m not one to leap into the unknown, I would want more details to consider, after all, knowledge is a blessing.

Modesty Blaise: -Janet keeps smiling, and now laughs for a bit- “and you wonder how can I like you...” -Janet ends up her dish, then continues- “Speaking about Big... well, Samedi now, as he likes to be called… was in charge of weaponry, as you may remember. His methods are a bit odd? Of course, yes, but that’s not my problem. That’s CIA’s thing for letting him start little revolutions in South America. They made him what he is, and you can’t just change a person. From time to time I handle to get those poor kids with new families. A new chance for them... whatever, the point here is that I’m doing all this legally. I’m one of the hugest weaponry sellers of the entire planet. I hire wounded people for this under one big family, Kraken. From doing the weapons to getting the sells on top, as Denbigh tried doing back with Nine Eyes. The plan was so much easier back then, so much...” -Janet sees that Vick is also done, so she calls the butlers, and they clean the table. Later, they bring some kind sophisticated cheesecake. The butlers go off the room, and Janet continues- “In other words, I will start a World War in the upcoming days, and as I’m the first button for the countries to press... I will be very... very rich...” -she starts to eat her cake-

Vick Rolands: -I listen to her- a world war, very beneficial for your line of work, being with the buying or the labor. there is one tiny issue though ... -I nib at the cake still being careful of the offered food- Ms. Janet, born at 1980, an orphan when she was 10 in a not-so-peaceful riot at her hometown. 8 years later joined the network. after the network was disbanded, she was reported missing. and then here you are, a woman that is the head of a biggest world trading company in weaponry with legal permit yet not-so-legal labor, 39 of age and want to start a world war for benefit that would definitely not last more than 3 years maximum. the real problem here Ms. Janet. then what?

Modesty Blaise: “I’ll do what others as your father don’t. I’ll care about the world. That’s why you’re here, because us and just us can mark a difference in history, Mr. Rolands. We can be on top, and yet help the ones that need it. No one will be against, they will be just too busy repairing what they broke between each other, as others will remain as saviors, as the real heroes. Think about it... not the Vatican, not even United States make a difference on how our world is going. They care so much about themselves that they just ignore a reality. Yes, Kraken is not good at all, no. I actually hate the whole thing. But I wouldn’t be here with my hands clean. Everyone has to make a dirty move to go on. Even your father, and you’ll have to, somehow. Listen to my words...” -Janet ends up her cake- “We can start over. We can save the world, together” -Janet turns her face more serious than before- “I need to know if you’re with or against it.” -the butlers come in and take off the dishes- “Take your time, Mr. Rolands. But remember not to take too much” -Janet stands up-

Vick Rolands: -I stand up as well- I see; I will definitely need time to think about all this. just one last thing before I go Ms. Janet. I know your name is not Janet Firth, it's Janet Clavert. have a good day -I bow a little in respect then I leave back to my loyal guards and off to the mansion-

Modesty Blaise\_ -Baron Samedi gets in the room after Lady Janet presses a button- “Get an eye on him. We really don’t need to, even if M believes him, they can’t touch me, but that’s what he must be expecting, so don’t disappoint him” -Samedi nods, and gets out of the room. Lady Janet goes to the other side of the room and gets to where Modesty is being captured- “Good evening, Mod” -Modesty, after some silence, starts talking- “You don’t have my permission to call me as that...” -Janet goes closer to her- “And yet, you’re still at my house, right?” -Lady Janet goes for some knifes, and gets back with Modesty- “shall we start over?” -Modesty closes her eyes, and waits for the worst-

Vick Rolands: -I make it back to the mansion without a problem, Ana greets me with both relief and worry- Vick, that was a really long meeting, how did it go? what was it all about? -I look at her and laugh a bit- Ana, you're actually worrying about me? since when? -I say sarcastically, she frowns then hits my shoulder playfully- silly boy, I always worry about you and take care of you. silly boy, so silly. -I laugh more- come let's not talk about it today, let's just watch a movie, play chess, ... have fun tonight as normal siblings do. -I take her, my hand on her shoulder through her back and we go to the living room-

Modesty Blaise: - “Never gonna give you up” from Rick Astley sounds, as Ethan Hunt, Benji, Luther, and William Brandt are flying back to the United Kingdom. They get with the Modesty Blaise employees: Papa Diablo, Barney Ross, and Pierce Bond. After a fast lunch (which was against Hunt’s will) they start their flight on the place where Lady Janet told them to be in for exchanging Modesty Blaise for one classified document of the United States. After a long trip, they all arrive. There, Lady Janet, Baron Samedi, Modesty Blaise, and some other Kraken henchmen are waiting. Modesty is quite hurt, so she can’t actually see what’s happening. The plane lands, and Lady Janet smiles-

*To be continued... PART II*