Who Really Rules The World Part II

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

*Credits: Discord Users Zeaks & ModestyBlaise*

Vick Rolands: -Ethan gets in the front, holding the papers silently not wearing a cheerful face at all. if anything, being a little grumpy even. - you said she will be in one piece as long as the documents are clean. -he says in a calm yet grumpy tone-

Modesty Blaise: “Take her...” -Lady Janet grabs Modesty by the hair, and points a gun at her head- “...or leave her. Your choice” -Baron Samedi smiles. Benji, after Ethan turns at him, nods at him and he handles the documents. Lady Janet takes off Modesty’s hair, and William Brandt takes her with them. Lady Janet, without saying a thing, goes off followed by her men, with the documents-

Vick Rolands: -Ethan doesn't like this one bit but Luther calms him down- easy there big guy, she may be covered in blood but she's not missing any fingers or toes. -Ethan then shows them a folded paper he had in his hand in his classic reveal- good luck with papers without the one where the signature goes. -as he turns and goes back to the car with the team and driving off to modesty's house-

Modesty Blaise: -The secret camera man goes off when no one is seeing, and gets on the helicopter with Lady Janet, with pictures of Ethan Hunt selling government secrets, as the original plan was meant to be. As Modesty don’t says a word, Pierce then tells the IMF gang that Modesty changed of residence, so they drive off to there. Everyone gets on the house, and Pierce with Barney go back to their guard services. Charles, Modesty’s housekeeper, gets with them. Modesty doesn’t get a word, remains silent, and Charles brings her a cup of tea. Her eyes look lost, she seems to be cold but her head is hot, and her skin is pale. Her nails are broken, all of them. She looks similar to a zombie-

Vick Rolands: -back in Rolands residence, Anaelle was sleeping on the couch, as careless as she is with her comfortable clothes, one of her breasts was falling out of them as I was sleeping in my bedroom, I woke up, ready for anything but everything seems normal, I’m just being over paranoid, I look at my tools again and thinking- "if lady Janet gets it her way, we're going to need some very serious help" -as I pass by the living room and seeing Anaelle sleeping there and her breast falling out, I sigh and roll my eyes and goes to cover her, not to get the guards and servants all excited about it. a servant had my breakfast ready, while eating, I got an idea, I left it and went back to Anaelle and woke her up- Ana, wake up, we're going on vacation -she wakes up slowly, yawning, as she sits her breast shows again- Vick, ... what time is it? -I look the other way and answer her- it's 9:30 am, and put your breast in, sister -she looks at it and laughs- oh, my big brother is shy of my boobie? -she jiggles her boob but I still don't look- Ana, ... just put it in already.

Modesty Blaise: “On vacation?” -asks a man, who seems to be like a familiar voice, one voice of conscience. It comes from a painting, specifically of a Ludovic Rolands painting- “Did I just show you to go and hide your head as a big silly kid? Did I? Because... that’s what you did your entire life, my son. Running. Running away. Now have some balls, and give that bitch what she deserves” -says Ludovic’s paint, and suddenly it stops and goes back to be an inanimate object. Meanwhile, at Modesty’s house, despite all the efforts of the IMF to recover Blaise, she just went off to her bed and lock up her room, being alone. When she was about to sleep, another voice is heard. - “Was this how I told you to face challenge, my sweet angel?” -Modesty just gets her pillow on her ear- “Shut up, Willie...” -the voice gets closer to her head- “It’s not Willie...” -Modesty recognizes that voice, and turns to see that she’s now imagining with Lob, the man who became a father for her in the needed situation. He starts to softly touch her wounds- “Look what you do to yourself, my angel... look...” -Lob then smiles- “You persisted on being on this world, for this world...” -Modesty looks at him to the eyes- “...now, deal with it...” -the illusion fades away-

Vick Rolands: -I look at Anaelle- Ana, did you see that? or hear it? -she looks at me confused- no, hear what? -I look at her, her boob still out- FOR GOD SAKE PUT YOUR BREAST IN ALREADY -she looks at me, she sees something is wrong but she can't point it out, I never talked to her like that before, she puts it in and then she comes to me- Vick, are you ok, you never shout at me like this -I ask her again- did you hear him or not? the painting, it spoke to us. -she looks to the painting then to me- no, ... Vick, you should rest, you're imagining things ... father is dead, I killed him, remember? -I shout at her again- YES, ... -I calm down a bit, holding my nerves- yes, I remember, but I can swear the painting talked, criticizing me, ... you're right, something is wrong, but I won't let it in the way, I’m not crazy. -I shout again but this time to apparently no one- WE ARE GOING ON VACATION -I pause a little- AND FUCK YOU -I leave to my room in hurry and angry. Anaelle looks at me leaving with confusion and a bit of sadness-

Modesty Blaise: -meanwhile, at Lady Janet’s residence, “symphony no. 7” from Beethoven sounds, as she is now thinking on her magnificent plan, on how after all, the world will have a new order, and she’ll be on top of the pyramid. She reminds how she grew up as an orphan, how she was raped by her own uncle, how Modesty Blaise casted her away for being “too aggressive”, how she went in misery, and remember how the world deserve to be in pain, and as the symphony went in calm, she remember how she will create a whole utopia, being with the ones that needed some love, care, affection, or just something to eat, how the world can be different with her on command. When the symphony got stronger once more, she went to her laptop, and saw how was the progress on the video uploaded in the internet where she was leaking the Ethan Hunt’s betrayal for Russia, and the identities of several American agents across the world. She then smiles, and recline on her soft sofa, looking at the window, as the videos where already uploaded. This started a total chaos for the CIA, NSA, IMF, the Russian Service and even the MI6. The information was already trending topic and reached the eyes of both governments, which start to think on the next step for both countries-

Vick Rolands: -in Rolands residence, Anaelle and I are packed and ready to go, the Ludovic voice never left me alone the whole trip, the trip was to semi-remote island city and would last a just a week, the city of Gotham. we hit the beach there, I’m keeping Anaelle in the dark on what I intend to do and how I intend to do it. thinking the less she knows, the better. the night came, we are at the hotel, I made sure Anaelle is sleeping and I put on some thug mask and cloths and went to cause some chaos. easiest thing to do in this city and also a sure call and only way I know for the man I want to meet. -

Modesty Blaise: -as the Gotham police is busy with some exploding animals, nobody is on the other side of the city, where Vick is making some chaos. As he keeps making problems, seems that no one is coming tonight, but just when he was about to leave, a black cape appears and surprises him from behind, still saying no word, and starts with kicking him and recovering a bag from a lady-

Vick Rolands: ouf ... man, you could have just asked for it back, I would give it to her personally ... I just wanted to meet you -I get a piece of paper out of the back of my mask- I know this will sound crazy, but I need you to give this to Bruce Wayne, you're the only one I can trust his discretion on the matter since I think I’m being tracked and I can't trust anyone, they might even be ... SHUT UP ALREADY ... sorry about that, they might even be listening to me right now but I know they can't get to you. -I take my breath- please, just get the message to Bruce. you don't even have to meet him in person, I explained everything in the message, just drop it next to him or somewhere so he would not miss it, it's very important.

Modesty Blaise: -he throws some of his black gas, and it makes Vick to sleep. When he waked up, he realized he was at Gotham’s police department, under arrest. Commissioner Gordon is getting some donuts from the fridge, and his cup of coffee off the microwave. It’s just 7:00 AM, as the clock marks. He starts to eat, then Gordon notices you got awake- “Being honest with you...” -he stands up from his desk- “That was a pretty silly move, knowing who patrols the city, brit” -he smiles at Vick- “What’s your name, son?” -he asks as he sips from his cup-

Vick Rolands: -I look at him, ignoring him then I search for the paper in my pockets and clothes, it's not there anymore, I get a relief, knowing batman took it. then I look back at the commissioner, I see him looking at me with an eye brow up- oh, yes, commissioner Gordon, right? I ... can't really tell you my name, it would only complicate things, as for the one you mean, I wanted to meet him, I also can't say why, it will only cause unnecessary panic ...

Modesty Blaise: “Believe me, son, between us, it may be much more easier if you tell me what’s it all about... you... you really look like a nice guy, and I bet you are just a fan of the bat that wanted him to lose one relaxed night, so...” -Gordon gets a donut from his table, and gives it to Vick- “Just eat something and... we talk late...” -Officer Donald Peak is preventing a crazy woman from getting in the cells room, but she still gets in- “VICK? VICK?! ARE YOU IN HERE? VI...” -Anaelle, when entering there, sees Vick behind the cell, so she just screams in happiness for finally finding him after a difficult and tuff night without her brother. Gordon smiles, and gives them some privacy as he grabs his breakfast-

Vick Rolands: -I look at Anaelle- Ana ... what the fuck are you doing here? you have to go ... -I lower my voice to a whisper- you know how Gotham hates Ludovic, if they knew we're his children, they may hold us for some invented reason for an indefinite amount of time, which can be forever ... please, just leave, as long as no one knows who we are, we're safe .. -er  -Anaelle listens to me with her eyes wide- Vick, you're really not yourself, what happened to you? first you tell me father is talking through a portrait then you're dressed like a thug and assume that Gotham hates father? father and Gotham have nothing to do with each other’s Vick -I listen to her- but ... he told me they hate him, and that this is the worst idea for a vacation ever and if ... -I cut my speech-

Modesty Blaise: -Meanwhile, in London...- “Modesty, you shouldn’t be...” “waked up?” -Modesty says aggressively to Benji- “Sorry Benji... it’s been the hell of a week, of a month, of a life...” -Ethan, hearing all that, is getting closer with Luther and William- “I can’t get kids anymore. Not... not on this life, not anymore” -they turn and look to each other, in shock- “But I’ll make sure she has no kids at all” -Benji interrupts- “Well... em... I’m sorry to interrupt your vengeance plans, Modesty, but eh... the thing got complicated. She realized some videos and...” “she wants to get Russia and the US under a conflict. Yes, I heard about that...” -Ethan keeps quiet, as he notices a drastic change on Modesty’s face- “I know someone” -says Modesty, as a smile gets on her face-

Vick Rolands: -back in Gotham, Anaelle is sitting outside in the police station crying then she sees Gordon passing by, she goes to him- commissioner, my brother, he is not ok, he was never like this, he's usually very sane, calculating and down to earth but now he's just ... crazy, ... I mean, acting crazy, he's not crazy. I don't know what to do or how I can help him, so please help him, I can give you whatever you need ... -she pauses a little and before the commissioner can say anything- I ... I’m sorry, I’m just so worried, I’m Anaelle Rolands and my brother is Vick Rolands, we know Bruce Wayne, we saw him occasionally on parties at our house and his.

Modesty Blaise: “My God... are you saying that he...?” -Anaelle nods, and Gordon continues- “he?” “Yes, commissioner, he’s my brother” -says Anaelle, and Gordon goes in to take Vick off there- “I know who you are, so we better get you out...” -Gordon hurries up and takes Vick out before anyone could see, where Anaelle is waiting for both. Gordon hurries, and the three get inside a police car, driving to a secure place which Gordon hides for his special friend. Meanwhile, on the MI6 HQ, M enters to his office, where Eve Moneypenny, his assistant, and Bill Tanner, chief of staff, are waiting for him. The situation today was terrifying, as it seems that North Korea was invading British sea- “Send 008” -says M, as Tanner gets in a hurry for calling agent Gala Brand on the case. The exact same thing was occurring all around the world: Cuba v. Mexico, Japan v. China, France v. Germany, and so on. Publicly, there was just that leak incident, but secretly, the world was being played by someone, and there was no clue at all-

Vick Rolands: -back in London, Ethan, Luther, Benji and Modesty are standing in apparently the middle of nowhere waiting, Benji is freezing- Miss Blaise, how long do we have to wait exactly, this place is freezing and the weather is so tense and creepy -Ethan gets in the conversation, holding your shoulder- Modesty, are you ok, there is no one here. you haven't been so stable since we got you from Janet, maybe you still need some rest, you lost a lot of blood back then.

Modesty Blaise: -two CIA agents, Felix Leiter and Jane Carter, alongside one individual pretty well tied up, show up from the shadows- “told you, it was just a brief delay...” -Modesty gets close to Felix- “I owe you so much” -says Modesty- “Not as much as I owe you” -Felix smiles. As Carter and Hunt are just looking to each other, silent, Modesty gets in front of that dangerous man- “Hello, doctor” -says Blaise, and Luther takes him on his little vehicle- “Careful, guys. He might just eat you” -says Jane in such an ironical way. The IMF team and Modesty then leave the scene, with Hannibal under their care. Meanwhile, at Gotham, Bruce Wayne opens the paper on the Batcave, which that crazy individual gave to him, which reads...-

Vick Rolands: -the letter reads- "hey Bruce, if you found this letter just popping up, don't be alarmed, I sent it through batman himself, I can't have it any other way, can't trust anyone else, not even myself. I’m slowly turning crazy for a reason I don't know and can't seem to pin it out on my own. I don't want to tell Ana about it, I would hate to worry her before anything is apparent. enough small talk though, I sent you this letter for a much more important information. The Lady Janet, you know her as the advisor of the prime minister of the United Kingdom. she is planning on unleashing a world war that might have been already started as you get this letter. if she approached you for an alliance, promises for a better world and all of the crap, don't trust her, never trust anything she says she only wants power and power alone. I might be in jail now, you know how batman operates, he never leaves a crime unpunished, no matter how small it is, and if you are reading this, that means I did a lot of crimes to get his attention, anonymously not to raise too much stakes as already raised. and please take care of Ana, in case anything happened to me. thanks friend. I’d say I owe you one if you didn't owe me so much money in poker. -Vick Rolands"

Modesty Blaise: -As Bruce ends up reading his letter, he immediately tells Alfred that he will be driving his Lambo. As Gordon and Anaelle are talking and knowing each other, Bruce Wayne suddenly appears in front of them driving as crazy. Gordon then says...- “God damn it, Bruce Wayne...” -and turns on the police siren, starting to chase him, so Bruce keeps messing up with Gordon till he reaches the police department once more and get the attention of everyone, as the classic misbehaved rich boy. He gets busted, and Gordon tells Anaelle to be at the car while Bruce is being proceed-

Vick Rolands: -Bruce then just acts like laughing and being drunk- haha, so much lights, I didn't hit anyone, did I? you know I can buy the police station… hic ... right? heck, I already own half the city restaurants and casinos by now

Modesty Blaise: -Gordon tries to deny that something happens inside him, and they just get him on the department. Meanwhile, back Modesty’s house, William Brandt sees how they are bringing Hannibal Lecter on there. “Are you sure this is a good idea, Ethan? This has gone insane and...” -Hunt tries to interrupt him- “Brandt... Brandt... don’t worry, it will be fine, I promise” -Ethan smiles. Modesty removes Hannibal’s mask, carefully, as he brings a smile- “Good afternoon, Modesty...” -Hannibal looks at the team- “Hello, dear gentlemen. What gifts me this pleasure, Modesty? Do you need more about our... therapy?” -asks Hannibal- “We leaved it back on Willie Garvin, your illusions about him... remember? Then some unfortunate things happ...” “Yes, pretty unfortunate things happened. Will Graham, Jack Crawford, Clarice Starling. All that happened, you killed good people, doing a noble job” -says Modesty, quite angry- “And yet... You’re still alive... but I can tell you would taste delicious after what happened to you... yes... I can even... smell it...”

Vick Rolands: -Ethan holding his nerves, Brandt is confused as of how Hannibal can be of any assistance at all and Benji just took a step backwards to find Luther at his back looking at him and laughing at his cowardice- what? you know he is ranked one of the top ten most dangerous people on the planet? and he freaken eats people, for real, no graphics involved. -back to Gotham, Bruce is being taken inside the police department, in Gordon’s office then the commissioner gets to him.- Mr. Wayne, you're not really drunk, so drop the act please, we don't have time for games, we have ... -Bruce interrupts him- you have a friend of mine in custody, I want him out very discreetly as if he was never there, can you do that? -he speaks with a straight voice-

*To be continued... PART III*