- Agent 47 was "born" in 1949
- Diana Burnwood was born in1951
- The ICA was formed in 1963 in response for the sudden demand in assassinations during the Cold War.
Operation Death of Salus (Part One)
November 14, 1983 6:48 AM.
Diana Burnwood gets up from her desk at the International Contract Agency headquarters in Copenhagen, Denmark for another cup of coffee; its her 12th cup tonight. Coffee and the constant patter of rain against the window are the only things keeping her awake now. It's been a long night for Burnwood. She's been working non-stop since 10:00 AM, briefing and debriefing agents, writing reports, and receiving Agent requests from organizations around the world. Noticing her coffee mug is filled to the brim with dark black coffee, she sleepily walks back to her leather arm chair, perched behind her desk filled with mounds of paper work. Diana looks at the paper work, and tilts her head back, closing her eyes to the world she lives in. The quiet begins to consume her, listening to nothing but the taping of rain on the glass, as she drifts off to sleep…
BRIIIIIIING! BRIIIIIIING! The sudden ring of the phone violently wakes her, spilling coffee over her lap.
"Shit!" She tries to wipe it off her lap, grabbing papers off her desk to clear it off. BRIIIIIIING! Almost forgetting about the call, the third ring reminds her. She grabs the phone, ignoring the searing hot coffee burning her legs.
" Identify."
" This is Silver Bird."
Burnwood's mind is still trying to get back into professional mode. She knows that Silver Bird is the code name for the CIA and her brain scrambles for the challenge word.
"Uh.. Challenge: Everest." Burnwood gives the challenge word to the caller, to identify if it is who they say they are.
"Response: Moonstone."
" Challenge passed. This Diana Burnwood of the ICA how may I help you?"
"Hello Diana, this Scott Richardson of the Special Activities Division of the CIA. I'm calling to request an agent for the field."
"Of course Mr. Richardson. However, I'm going to need some information on the mission before I can guarantee anything."
"Well I'm sure you're well aware of the vigilante problem we had in the USA, but what worries me the most, is that they all appear to be retiring. Well, most of them anyway...
"I see sir, but I don't quite understand what you need the ICA for."
"Well, we believe that these vigilantes can be a threat to national security. One of them have worked for the U.S. government and we're concerned that, with Hollis Mason writing his autobiography, he might be influenced to do the same. The others we have dubbed as domestic terrorists, who need to be dealt with, soon.
"I understand Mr. Richardson. When you can, fax me the list of names you wish to be dealt with, and I assure you, they will be dealt with.
"Thank you Ms. Burnwood, but that's not all. We are very well aware of his expenses, but nonetheless the CIA wants these people to be finished. We request Agent 47 for this mission.
November 18, 1983 9:48 PM
Agent 47 climbs up a ladder escape on the side of a New York City apartment building dressed up as a painter, carrying a black cloth bag. First target on the list was Edward Morgan Blake. Retired black ops soldier for the U.S. Although Blake has had training, 47 thinks this mission should be routine. Bust in, pop him in the head, and be done with it. After all, the guy's an old man! He gets to the floor above Blake's, and silently opens the window leading into the apartment. The tenants appear to be out, making things even easier than expected. 47 climes into an air duct, and crawls his way through, weapons strapped around his waist.
47 reaches the other end of the air duct, on the wall of Blake's apartment. He takes out a silenced 9mm pistol and aims it at Blake's head. And out of nowhere Blake hurls to the ground throwing a flash bang into the duct. 47 leaps out, but not in time to escape the flash bang's damage. Ear's ringing, vision blurred, 47 is grabbed by the throat and hurled across the room.
"You think you can sneak up on me you son of a bitch? Biggest mistake of your life!"
47's vision restores, just in time to see a knife plummeting down toward his face. He jerks out of the way, and Blake's knife lands into the floor. 47 sidekicks Blake sending him to the floor. However, Blake recovers quickly, and gets to his feet, knife at the ready. 47 lunges at Blake and…
WEAPONS
Agent 47:
- 9mm pistol (silenced)
- MP5 (silenced)
- Knife
The Comedian
- One Desert Eagle
- Jim Bowie Knife
- Hidden weapons around the apartment (frag grenade, 2 more Desert Eagles, and a Vector)
Edited by kaiserS, 24 June 2012 - 12:51 AM.
