Once upon a mission

Posted on Wed Sep 16th, 2020 @ 5:30pm by Lieutenant Commander Aurelia Taylor

Mission: MISSION 0 - History Speaks
Location: Pacifica, Various
Timeline: 2385,
2770 words - 5.5 OF Standard Post Measure

ON

Lieutenant Holmes stood watching the starships dock, Star Base 82 was only a stop over on her way back to Earth. She had been on Pacifica investigating a murder of a bar tender, not her usual kind of job but this particular bartender turned out to be a surgically altered Cardassian. He had been on Pacifica for over two years gathering intel for the Obsidian Order, or at least it's replacement. Someone had found out and killed him, she had suspected Orion involvement and hadn't been wrong.

Marcus Altman had on the surface been just another looser looking for an easy life doing not a lot, and for two years had held a number of bar keep jobs on Pacifica. But every job he had held, placed him right in the center of Star Fleet personnel. Just what secrets he had gathered in his time couldn't be guessed at, but somewhere along his timeline he had gotten involved with the Orions. That mistake had cost him his life, and Lia had been tasked to find out all she could on Mr. Altman.

A Few Weeks Earlier.

Lia stood in a speak easy down a dirty lane listening to chatter about Marcus Altman, the booze sodden thing before her prattled on about how Marcus had screwed over some Orion gang boss. She was fighting hard to keep her breakfast where it was supposed to be, between the stench of alcohol and urine the ambience of this place left little to be desired. She was dressed in a short skirt which barely covered anything, and a blouse with a plunging neckline which seemed to aim for her knees it went so far down. She felt like a tart, and she looked like a tart. Her partner, Louis Jordan, kept an weather eye on her. He didn't like putting female operatives into situations like this, but their boss had insisted they get the information. Hence Lia playing hooker, and Louis playing pimp.

Eddie, the drunk, kept ogling Lia's assets. But he knew her pimp was close by, and couldn't afford her prices. So he was now trying to convince her to lower the price, "Come on hon-(hic)-ny, give a guy a break. I'm desperate here, drop the price by a couple of bars". Scratching her head was the signal for Louis to move in, he appeared besides Eddie. "Hey pisshead, unless your gonna pay. You ain't gonna play, get my meaning?" Eddie just nodded and turned away, Lia pointed to the door. The pair now headed outside, but a couple of large Andorians now blocked their way. "How much for the girl?" Louis looked the pair up and down, "She don't do more than one at a time, so no sale". The Andorians didn't like the response, "We're not bothered what she doesn't do, we want the girl. So tell her to what she's gonna do and give us a price". Louis shook his head, "Your about five minuets to late, I've promised her to an Orion leader. So nobody's touching her until he's finished, I don't want to end up a cold fish tomorrow". Upon hearing the word Orion, the pair of Andorians turned and left them alone.

Outside in the fresh air, Lia took in deep breaths. "So Louie, how do you think we did?" Jordan simply nodded, "I think we did good, pisshead Eddie gave us some good intel, we just check it out and get off this ball of mud". Lia laughed, "Oh yeah, no argument there. I'm not cut out to be a bloody hooker". Louis looked at the ground, "Oh I don't know, I think you could pass as a high class hooker if you put your mind to it". Holmes now hit Louise's arm, "High class hooker!! If you wanna keep your crown jewel's, I'd change that opinion". She laughed as she spoke, she had feelings for Louis and he knew it. But somehow he didn't have those kind of feelings for her.

The pair moved off and headed for another speak easy, neither noticed they'd picked up a tail. Already things were unraveling, by the end of this mission Lia would have two deaths to report on. One was Altman, but the other was totally unexpected. The two had no idea that they had attracted the wrong sort of interest, Eddie wasn't who they thought in fact Eddie wasn't Eddie.

The pair of agents now headed for what looked like a really dangerous looking bar, Lia pulled her short skirt down so at least her underwear wasn't showing to much. She adjusted her blouse so she wasn't about to fall out of what little there was holding her in. Being braless left her vulnerable and she knew it, but hookers wore as little as possible so it didn't slow them down when doing their business. *Maybe I should have gone with a longer skirt and no underwear* she thought, then shook her head. *What the hell am I thinking?* Blazed into her mind, she was an agent not a bloody hooker.

As they entered a voice caught Jordan's attention, he turned to Lia. "We got trouble, look over there at two o'clock", slowly Lia turned to see what Louis had heard and seen. "That's Eddie the pisshead, only he's not drunk nor is he as dirty as he was twenty minuets ago", this now made things extremely difficult for the pair. "What the hell are we gonna do? Louis shook his head, "Not a damn clue, but we can't stay here". Turning around to leave, they found themselves blocked by about four clearly Orion goons. Pointing towards Eddie the goons pushed them over to him, "Oh look, it's my favourite hooker. You want to get those boobs out so we can all enjoy them?" Lia froze, neither of them could exactly do anything to stop Eddie or his goons from doing anything they wanted. Eddie continued, "Don't worry princess, nobody is gonna touch you. Well not yet anyway, you see I want information and your gonna supply it".

Louis was dragged away into a another room, Lia was manhandled into the center of the bar. Eddie walked forward, "The names Woody, and this is my place". He walked around Lia as he spoke, his hand ran down the front of Lia and stopped at the waist of her skirt. "I could strip you naked and let this lot have their fun with you, but if you tell me what I want to know I'll consider letting you work for me. 80/20 split, 80% for me 20% for you. Waddya say?" Lia looked around, she knew nobody would be coming to her rescue and this lot wouldn't be treating her with kid gloves. "Now just why would I trust one damn thing you say?" Hopefully Woody would think twice if she faced him down, it proved a bad mistake. Anger clouded Woody's face and his hand flashed forwards, Lia now stood naked from the waist up her blouse in Woody's hands. "Your pushing your luck girly, now unless you want to loose the rest of those rags?" Woody signaled his goons to grab Lia's arms, the bar erupted into cheers at the chance of seeing a naked female and getting to do what ever they wanted to her.

Standing only inches in front of her, Woody ran his finger inside her waistband. "One little tug and this skirt is history bitch, now are you gonna play nice or what?" Lia, unable to move watched Woody and then the crowd. They egged Woody on to remove the skirt, knowing that would leave the girl practically naked. Woody tugged at the skirt, "I'm getting tired of askin', now are you gonna talk?" Lia nodded, "What do you want to know?" Woody smiled and walked back to a chair and sat down, the crowd fell silent knowing for now nothing would be happening to the girl. Woody signaled the bar keep and got a beer sent over, "Now I can see your not the normal sort of girl to be a hooker, so question one. Who and what are you?" This was a question that could get her killed if she answered wrong, "I'm a Star Fleet deserter, got into a little bit of trouble and my Captain resorted to blackmail. So I left, and started this business". She glanced around to see if she could see signs of Louis, Woody noticed this. "Your partner won't be riding to the rescue, or is he really your pimp? Because either way, he's in my way". Something in the way he said it made Lia looked at him, "What have you done to him?" Woody just sat there and said nothing, he pointed at the door Louis had been taken through. On it was a sign, (ONE WAY ONLY).

"I won't talk if you hurt him, no matter what you do to me". Threating Woody might save Louis, or it might put her in Woody's crosshairs. "Your to late, he's past caring about you or himself. And if you get mouthy, you'll be given to this lot". At Woody's response the bar erupt again, chants of "STRIP HER!! STRIP HER!! STRIP HER!!" Echoed around the room, a raised finger and one of the goons ripped her skirt away. Now only wearing a pair of skimpy knickers Lia struggled to cover herself, the bar crowd cheered like the mob in the colosseum and chanted louder "STRIP HER!!! STRIP HER!!! STRIP HER!!" Woody now stood up and crossed to Lia, "You've only got one way out of here in one piece, and that depends on me. So your gonna tell me everything, or they get to play with a naked female how ever they want to". Lia had no doubt Woody meant what he said, she stopped struggling and lowered her head. "That's better, now we're gonna give them a little reward then you and me will be leaving". He pointed at the crowd, and instantly Lia knew what he was going to do and she couldn't stop him doing it.

Lia felt more than saw her last piece of clothing being ripped from her, the crowd erupted into cheers. Woody walked towards the door signaling his goons to follow, "Unless you wanna be raped, you'd better come with me". Lia looked for something to cover herself with, but could see nothing but not wanting to become a sex toy for about sixty men she ran behind Woody's goons. Outside she saw Louis's body. he was dead. A small shuttle sat in front of her and she saw Woody enter it, reluctantly she entered the shuttle. A dress was thrown at her, "Put that on, before I forget I need you for information". She quickly put on the dress, her mind went back to seeing Louis's body and tears flowed for her lost partner. The dress was as short as her skirt had been, the result was instant exposure when ever she moved.

With one of the goons flying the shuttle Woody now came to where Lia sat with the other goon, "Now then, how about you tell me your name. Then we'll go from there, oh yer boy here don't like girls he tends to abuse them until he gets what he wants". He reached out and brushed Lia's chest, "They're nice to look at, and soft to. Their even just the right size for me, so please don't make me let yer boy here loose on 'em". Lia tried to move back, but there was nowhere to move to. Woody continued, "Now suppose we start, your name?" She looked down, "Anne, Anne Hilton. I was a Lieutenant on the USS Amethyst, I was an Engineer". Woody picked up a PaDD and inputted the name, it flashed up just as Lia knew it. What Woody didn't know was as soon as he opened that file, a homing signal had been switch on. Star Fleet Intelligence had implanted a homer on both agents, only activated if they had been captured and their cover file was opened.

Woody nodded, "Good girl, that checks out. Now what about your pimp?" Lia sighed, "Tommy James, I think he said he served on Star Base 1. But don't quote me, he didn't tell me much about himself". Again confirmation was sought from the PaDD, and again Woody got the ok. Clearly Woody had Star Fleet contacts, but they couldn't be that high up or else they would see that both sets of records came from STI. "Your using your head girl, I like that. Now what about services?" This was the part Lia didn't want to happen, "What do you mean?" She pretended to play dumb, give herself time to formulate an answer. Woody's hand slapped her face, "Now that's being really stupid, and I thought you were smart". He pointed at the goon, "He likes hurting girls, he's very very good at it. Knows all the right places to make sure the girl will be in acute agony for hours, wanna test his knowledge?" The goon now grabbed Lia's arm, and made a swan neck with it. Simply pushing down on her hand, produced intense pain. Lia screamed in agony, Woody lent forwards and lifted her dress. "Don't think that will save you either, he can destroy it from the inside out. Now shall we try again?"

Lia nodded and the goon let go, "I do all the usual services, with a few exceptions". She moved her dress back down to cover herself, another slap. "I liked the view", was all Woody said. Lia pulled the dress off over her head, "Then you'd better see the whole thing". She felt sick and scared, but perhaps just looking would keep Woody at bay a little longer. "Now that's a nice view, one I could get to like". Suddenly the shuttle lurched over, a loud explosion was heard from the rear. "What the fuck!!!" The goon pointed out of the side window, "Star Fleet fighter boss". Woody looked first out of one side then the other, "Shit, we're boxed". He went forwards and talk to the goon pilot, "Frank, set us down. We can't out run 'em, so lets negotiate".

Throwing her skirt at her, Woody opened the door to the shuttle. "Get your arse over here, we have some negotiations to do". The goon now shoved Lia towards Woody who caught her before she left the shuttle, "Now your gonna tell them to back off and let me go, or your gonna be joining you dead companion. Got it??"

She nodded slowly and moved forwards so as to be seen, "I'm Lieutenant Anne Hilton, my abductor wants you to allow him to leave. Or my life will be taken, please do as he say's". Another Intelligence agent now stepped out of the pursuing shuttle craft, "Not about to happen, we found a body at his bar. And more than a few witnesses willing to point fingers straight at him, so neither he or his friends are going anywhere". Woody sworn under his breath, "Shit, looks like your about to join your pimp". Lia however had different plans, she lashed out at Woody hitting him right where it hurts. As he went down she jumped and ran to the other shuttle, "Lia Holmes, it sounds like you found Louis Jordan my partner". "Glenn Ambrose, and yes. We found him, looks like you haven't got off lightly". She glanced down at the rag which covered her, "You could say that, there's three of them in that shuttle. Two I know are armed, one of that two killed Louis". At that moment a large explosion rocked the area, Woody had made his choice and killed himself and his goons.

Star Base 82 the present.

After she had dressed and returned to the bar, Lia had overseen the recovery of Louis's body. information confirming Woody's links to the Orion's had been found. As had evidence linking him to Marcus Altman, Lia had spent a week writing reports about Woody, Altman and Louis. A mistake by her had led to the death of Louis, at least that's how she saw it. Somehow she'd managed to avoid being raped or even killed, but she had been stripped and manhandled by Woody in public. That shame burned deep within her, and would return later in her life to haunt her. For now she waited for her return voyage back to earth, back to a Department Leader who wanted answers.

Lieutenant Holmes
Star Fleet Intelligence
San Francisco Earth

 

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