A New War (Closed)

[AmbrosiaCaress]

This is closed for CGRaven and Myself​

No one knew why it happened... Some people knew how it happened... Many more knew only that indeed it had happened... even tho that was now more than five years ago.

Five years ago, when the world drastically changed.

Details are not needed, suffice it to say that men in power, many men in power, in the midst of developing a biological nightmare, unleashed that nightmare, unwittingly, on the general population.

It was swift, it was deadly, and no cure had been developed.

But.... isn't there always a but.... some people, not sure of they would consider themselves lucky, some people, were immune. They survived the intial outbreak. They survived and slowly, so very slowly, some flourished.

Even tho the world looked the same, it was not the same.

The survivors found each other, yes. They had to, in order to live.

It took some months... many months in reality... close to perhaps a couple of years... but slowly, the division worked itself out. Good... and Evil....

And, for whatever reason, a reason that has snaked surely thru history, a reason that has marred man since time began... the war began.

Ugly, vicious, bloody, deadly.... the war raged...

Luna Drathir had been born during the *before*... that was what the world, life, was called that existed before 5 years ago. She had been born during the *before* but she barely remembered it. She had been a young 14, almost 15 she would tell you, when it happened, her immediate family wiped out. Leaving only her. A cousin and an Aunt also survived, they living in another state. But as far as Luna was concerned, she was all alone.

Luna had been a problem teenager even back then. Trouble just seemed to find her. One would have thought that she would have ended up in Vegas, in the heart of where the Evil had started and prospered. But no, despite her trouble, the fact that she had tried drugs, at the tender age of 13, the fact that she drank at 14, and despite the fact she had lost her virginity at that same young age, no, she did not end up in Vegas. Strangely enough, her *before* was forgotten, and she found her way to Salt Lake, where it was quiet, forgiving, good, and where the Guardians had their headquarters.

The Guardians were the army of this new world. At least the good army. In this horrible war, it was the Guardians that tried to keep this new population safe, and happy, and good.

Luna, try as she might to stay out of trouble, found herself once more in trouble, it just seemed to find her, stalk her... No matter the good people, the not so good always managed to infiltrate, send by THEM...

Them... no one talked about them... most feared them.... They were at war... with Them.....The Evil ones... the bad people...

At 19, Luna found herself in jail, the blood of another on her hands. No one would listen when she said she killed him in self defense, that he had tried to rape her. No, he was a Cop, Cops were a division of the Guardians now. And she was far from virginal. Surely this was not a case of rape.

But her punishment was.... placed on hold... so to speak... after Luna nearly killed another cop who held her captive. She had managed to trip him, and kicked him so hard in the head that she had cracked his skull.

That was when the Guardians took notice.

She was recruited, her punishment would be forgiven, if she would come and *work* for them.... yeah... work.... Luna was given no real choice...

Trained, she was sent to the city if evil, Vegas.... Her mission, really, was quite simple. They needed a "mole" inside. Someone who could find out just who was the Mastermind there, who was behind their own army of Predators. That was what they called themselves....

Good ... The Guardians
Evil... The Predators

Kill the Leader, gain control .... The Guardian's Leader was just as hidden and well protected as the Predator's evil Master was. Even Luna had not seen nor met the Guardian's Leader.

She had been chosen because of her cunning, her ability to protect herself, even if having to resort to killing, and her stunning looks. It was hoped that she would get deep enough to see, meet, and maybe even seduce the Predator's Master. Then escape and come back to the good, to the Guardians... tell them what she knew...

She had agreed, because the alternative was not so appealing to her. To be chained, jailed, alone, for a duration no shorter than 10 years. Just the thought sent shivers down her spine.

Little did she know that, perhaps, that choice would have been the better of the two she had. She had no idea who she would face... or what she would go thru....

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Getting into Vegas was actually relatively easy. Luna looked nothing like the Guardian Spy she now was. Nothing at all. Dressed in blue jeans, a black tee, her long midnight mane pulled back into a ponytail, jeans tucked into a pair of cowboy boots, she looked more like a lost, hitchhiking teenager, which was just the image she wanted to portray.

It was already known that this would take months to accomplish. Some thought she would not be back for the better part of a year. Luna had no family, she had yet to realize her Aunt and cousin had survived. Maybe if she had, things would have turned out differently.

That lost, hitchhiking teenager, easily made her way into Vegas. Within 3 months, she was well underway in her mission. She had managed to become quite friendly with one of the security men that closely guarded the Mirage Hotel. Luna thought that, at least, would be a good place to start. Several of the larger hotels were quite closely guarded. Some required a *membership* to enter, others could not been breached at all.

Edgar was quite the brute, at 6'5, muscular, and a face that had been damaged in who knows how many fights. The fact that a pretty girl, actually a stunningly beautiful girl, had actually paid attention to him had boosted his moral and his ego. Luna knew her attentions were winning the ugly Edgar over. She simply closed her eyes and let her mind wonder when ever she allowed him to touch her. She would have to use sex, that much she knew, Luna was great at not feeling anything. She moaned when she knew she had too and faked her orgasms quite convincingly. Edgar was not all that bright, he didn't know any better. Fucking the gorgeous girl was all he could think, and talk about. It tended to make him a bit, lackadasical in his duties of guarding The Mirage... Luna was already learning things... slowly.....

She was always watching, listening, learning...

 

[cgraven]

Marcus Flynn had been one of those people who had always played by the rules. He was a decorated officer in the Army, he had the American dream right down to the white picket fence, and the adoring wife, and son. Well that was right up to the time when she served him with divorce papers took his son and home while he was away in Afghanistan. He was there when it happened and the world truly found out what weapons of mass destruction truly where.

It had taken him five years to get back to the states. In that time, he saw a world that had truly gone mad. The deaths where so numerous so few survived that those that did seemed to have died them selves, died inside wher the spirit of man burned. He watched as the world slowly divided in to the Guardians and the Predators. For a man like Marcus Flynn who had always followed the rules there could only be one choice.

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Marcus stretched his long lank frame working out the kinks from the long trip across the desert. Covered in dust he had just returned from a war patrol. He bounded into HQ at the Mirage. The sergeant on duty snapped to attention..

Sir good to see you back.

Edgar was not the sharpest tact in the box but he seemed to amuse the powers to be.

“Tell them I am on my way up.”

With out so much as a glance the colonel continued to the third floor bearing the news that the Guardians had infiltrated a spy into Vegas.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

The days sometimes felt like they were dragging for Luna... That's not to say that here in this world, things were not hopping, to say the least.

The city had a myriad of things to do, of course. Clubs, Gambling, Stripping, Whores on every corner, selling sex was legal now, in Vegas, and many men took advantage of that, whether they lived there or were just passing thru and heading to California. Booze, drugs, were easy to get, and easy to use.

Luna had tried her share of both when she was younger, drugs only messed up her thinking, but she did drink. Now it was more to keep Edgar from getting suspicious. The last thing she needed was to be seen as a *goody two shoes*...

This particular night, something was going on at The Mirage. Edgar had supposedly had the night off, they were going out to dinner and then for a couple of drinks. Edgar tended to talk alot after a couple of drinks, and Luna was hoping to garner some more info from him. Something had been festering at The Mirage all week, and she wanted to know what. Edgar had told her that a big meeting was at hand.

Well, that meeting was tonight, Edgar told her when he called her to cancel their date. He was disappointed. Luna had managed to put him off all week from fucking her, Luna was having trouble hiding her disgust when he did so was beginning to wear on her. She knew that He was hoping that after a nice dinner and a couple of drinks, he'd get some. Maybe he would... He'd been jerking himself off all week because they just could not seem to get together. Edgar had not even realized Luna was putting him off. She hadn't meant to, and knew she would have to fuck him again soon or her hard work of getting to him, befriending him, everything... would be blown and Edgar would just go back to fucking the back alley ho's he had been before she had come along. Poor ugly Edgar...

Luna was as disappointed, well to some degree, but not for the same reasons..... not at all... But this big meeting had her interest peaked and she wondered if just showing up there, under the ruse of missing Edgar, would get her some valuable information. Her next report was due within 48 hours, the passing trucker would be at the rendezvous. This meeting was big, very big. Maybe she would get a name, something, to give to The Guardians. Maybe it would get her out of this early, she hoped, just the thought of letting Edgar mount and fuck her again made her skin crawl.

Luna knew just knowing about this big pow wow was more than she could have hoped for. Edgar had no clue that babbling to her was getting her some much needed information.

She quickly recorded what she knew, encrypted it, and prepared it for her own rendezvous. She would add to it after tonight.

One hot shower later, and Luna was ready. She was dressed in a black dress, that barely covered her ass. The silken material clung to every curve, and she made sure to not wear any underwear. That would certainly distract Edgar, and if he were angry with her for showing up, a flash of her bared backside would curb that anger.

She summoned a limo to take her to the smaller casino near The Mirage. She did not want anyone asking questions as to why she were heading there. This way she could just walk over.

 

[cgraven]

“ The source is I assure you quite reliable gentlemen. I of course did not take the information at face value but rather in my role as inquisitor put several captured agents to the Test and all with the same result that a Guardian agent has infiltrated Vegas.”

Marcus Flynn voice was crisp, matter of fact with no hint of emotions he gave the facts ad just the facts. He was greeted by a flurry of questions as to what was the objective of this spy, was the leadership in danger, or could the spy also is an assassin.

“These are facts not yet in evidence Gentlemen but for now it would be wiser to presume the worst case...........that this spy is and assassin as well, and has penetrated security here. I urge that all persons not assigned to the Marge be detained for questioning.”

It was that simple order that lead to Luna being placed under arrest and brought for questioning by the Inquisitor Colonel Marcus Flynn. The first time she saw him he was seated behind a plain table with a chair across from him. The room was sterile and in it’s emptiness terrifying.

“Name!”

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

The night had not turned out quite as planned, that was for sure.

Luna had made her way over to the Mirage, and had seen and talked to Edgar. He had been a bit surprised that she were there. He knew the meeting was big, important and that the Mirage had been closed off. Yet there she was, and he was more than a little flattered that she had snuck in to see him, at least that was what she lead him to believe...

She had even manage to lure him away from his post, to a secluded alcove in the security office. She loathed the very thought of making out with him, but Edgar was so easy to manipulate when she had him all hot and horny.. between kissing him and him groping under her dress, of course, as mentioned, she was not wearing any underwear, she whispered questions to him..

What was this big meeting that tore him away from her...??

Who was going??

How long was it going to last??

Was it about the Guardians??

The questions came in deep breaths as Edgar thrust his finger inside of her now dampened pussy. He was sooo turned on that he contemplated fucking her right there.. His answers came in even deeper growls as he suckled on her earlobe...

"Don't know what it is, only that it's important"

"All the upper *management*" That was the code word for all the Upper military leaders...

"Most likely all night"

"I think so"


He now had 2 fingers pushing into her, and he was moaning, right along with her. She was hoping that he would realize he had to stop.. that he should get back to work... she wanted to get back and get this information into her data.. but then again, of course, she could maybe get... more...

"EDGAR???!!!"

Edgar tensed and stopped the pumping of his fingers into Luna's dripping pussy. That was the Guard Commander.. Shit.. he'd be in deep shit if he were caught here with Luna..

He raced out of the small alcove, out of the security office.

"EDGAR.. JUST WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN??" The man noted Edgar's.... excitement...

"An order has just come down, Any.. and I mean ANY... not assigned to be here at the Mirage tonight is to be detained for questioning. Now Edgar, show me where your whore is..." he knew Edgar had been with someone, that... was quite evident...

Edgar was never a good liar, and a few minutes later a protesting Luna was taken into custody.. she was NOT happy and shot Edgar a cold hard stare as she was dragged past...

She found herself shoved into a barren room, a bright light shining in her eyes, almost blinding her. The room was completely empty, except for a table and 2 chairs, one in front of the table and one behind, where the light eminated from as well. She could see the shadow of someone sitting behind that table.. His voice echoing in the stark room..

"NAME!"

Luna blinked, biting at her lower lip as her mind raced. "Luna.. " she quipped back, "Luna Draman, if you must know" ... her last name had been altered for her mission here, just in case. "Why? who the hell are you??" she snapped back, "I didn't do anything wrong... except for gettting my jollies with Edgar!! Since when is THAT against the law here??"

 

[cgraven]

"Luna.. …Luna Draman, if you must know"

"Why? who the hell are you??" she snapped back,

"I didn't do anything wrong... except for getting my jollies with Edgar!! Since when is THAT against the law here??"

Marcus study her with a practiced eye. One did not obtain the position of inquisitor with out developing certain skills. How to read people, to see through the façades they put up, to see their weaknesses. The first and the most very apparent thing was that this Miss Luna Draman was a most attractive young lady perhaps in her late teens to early twenties, certainly no older than 22. She was dressed proactively, the short black dress, the apparent lack of undergarments, she could have almost any man she wanted why pick Edgar? Then there was her quick snappy answers to his questions, the sarcasm as if she had to be in control.

A smile creased Marcus Flynn’s lips behind his tented fingers. Control that was her Achilles heel. The key to breaking this self-assured young lady was to deny her any control what so ever..

“Miss Draman I am afraid I shall have to detain you and question you a bit further. I am sure this little misunderstanding will be cleared up I not time at all.”

His voice was smooth as velvet, he let his eyes linger on her cleavage and then travel slowly down that scandalously short black dress until his gaze rested on her creamy alabaster thighs. Marcus gave every indication that he was really only interested I one thing and that was her tight little body.