Lady Carla - Mysterious reconnaissance mission
by DarkMagician

http://www.lady-carla.co.uk/

“Will you help me? Together we can end this tyranny and bring peace” Pel did not have to think twice before agreeing to Lady Carla’s request. They had known each other since they met at martial arts school 20 years previously, they both despised the totalitarian regime and wanted to bring about its demise. Lady Carla’s plan was to attack the complex housing the regime’s mind control weapon. “They won’t be expecting a small-scale attack, I have been there before and know how to infiltrate the base” said Carla, “I trust you, we can do this.” replied Pel and the attack was planned for the next day.


Pel awoke just before sunset with a deep sense of unease about the coming day. The sun hung low in the sky, it’s dying rays illuminated the long blonde hair of Lady Carla as she walked up the long tree lined driveway of Pel’s house, she wore a dark skin tight ninja outfit that perfectly silhouetted her athletic frame with flat heeled leather boots. “Where are your weapons?” Pel asked, Carla smiled and pointing to her muscular arms and legs told him “these are the only weapons that I will be needing today!” They hugged, wished each other luck and then set off in Carla’s van for the mountains where the weapon was based.


After 3 hours of driving in almost total silence they arrived at the complex. A large unremarkable concrete structure with a large satellite dish on the roof which was used to broadcast low frequency waves that the regime used for their mind control experiments, “Look, over there by the tower – only one guard. I will take him out” said Carla. She darted stealthily through the woods moving from tree to tree to avoid the spotlights from the guard tower. When the moment to attack arrived Carla did not hesitate, she crept up behind the guard and planted her index finger deep into his collarbone’s pressure point which caused him to fall to his knees. An axe kick to the back of the head followed which drove the guards face in to the dirt, she beckoned Pel over and they used the guard’s keys to enter the complex.


>>From her earlier reconnaissance mission Carla knew that they had to reach the lift at the back of the complex to access the rooftop satellite dish. They moved through the building avoiding the sentries and reached the lift without attracting any unwanted attention, the lift doors parted and to their surprise 2 guards were inside. Pel drew his gun and the 2 men immediately surrendered. Carla took the ropes from Pel’s bag and used her Japanese rope tying skills to bind her captives “You’ve been Shibaried” she laughed before cupping her hands over their mouths and noses until they passed out. The lift shook, creaked and jolted all the way to the 50th floor where the control room was located.


The room was occupied by a lone scientist who was studying a control panel that was used to adjust the power of the waves. “I recognise him, he’s the head scientist” said Carla, “Should we kill him? He has ruined so many lives” asked Pel “No he is more valuable to us alive, we need to know what their end game is” insisted Carla. “YOU, Stop what you’re doing – put your hands on your head” barked Pel. The scientist complied and asked “Who are you? What do you want?” “We are here to end this vile experiment of yours, you will tell us everything”. Carla left the room to place explosive charges on the base of the satellite dish. Unknown to Pel the scientist reached in to his pocket and adjusted a dial on a remote-control device.


Carla returned to the room. “Are the charges set Carla?” Pel asked but she did not respond, “Carla, did you set the charges?” still no response. He turned to face her and she was standing with her hands on her hips, he walked towards her “Carla, what’s wrong?” she narrowed her eyes, shouted “Ki Hap” and kicked him square in the balls with her knee-high boots. His body was still in shock from the initial impact but the pain had just started, with the toe of her boot Carla used a circular movement to crush his balls against his pubic bone. After 5 clockwise and another 5 anti-clockwise circles Carla removed her foot and Pel fell to his knees gasping for breath with a sick feeling in his stomach. Another three rapid fire kicks to his already wounded balls made him curl up into a quarter circle at Carla’s feet, two minutes passed but to Pel they seemed like hours.


“Why Carla, why??” asked Pel. The scientist stepped forward “Did Carla mention to you that she had been here before? We knew that she was spying on us, we caught her and gave her mind what you might call an upgrade, a small chip inserted next to the cerebral cortex controlled by this remote control. At a push of a button she will follow any orders given to her by us.” Pel dragged himself along the floor towards Carla and dragged himself up by grabbing her strong legs “Fight it, please, you are stronger than them”. A single tear fell from her left eye, Pel thought that he was getting through to her but she pulled his hair and karate chopped him straight in the windpipe. He collapsed to the ground thrashing wildly.

“Carla, it is now time for our guest to finally find the peace he has been searching for”.  She ran towards Pel and then slid along the polished concrete floor to where he was lying and in one swift movement applied a devastating figure four head scissor using her muscular 40cm wide calf to crush his neck. Pel struggled but started to hear a buzzing sound in his head, faint at first but gradually increasing in volume as Carla applied more and more pressure, his vision became blurred and he started to see flashing stars – he knew that his time had come and stopped struggling. The scientist pressed another button which instructed Carla to use her full strength. Within seconds a sickening crack came from Pel’s neck and he was gone.