Killing for Money (Sexy Action & psychobilly-night)

[Insanity Wolf]

The engine of the single-engined Cessna revved as the small plane flew over the Indian ocean, approaching an island. The pilot of the plane, a mercenary in her late-30's, had been offered a ride to the location in a fancy Gulfstream, but she had refused. The last thing she needed was to draw attention to herself that early in the operation. The convenient part of a place in turmoil like the island she was traveling to was that there wasn't an air traffic controller to deal with. Just a few hundred meters of semi-flattened dirt awaited the small plane. Eva generally took small planes of this style to her target, especially when current satellite images couldn't be acquired.

The plane descended smoothly, finally landing on a flattened piece of dirt which functioned as one of the island's few airstrips. This was the least known of them, one in the mountains of the small island. The plane pulled to a stop, and the door opened, allowing the pilot to step out. The blonde closed the door of the plane behind her. She had organized for it to be taken away. Eva was a little tall for a woman, around 5'10" with a curvaceous body, highlighted by her wide hips and impressive G-cup breasts, which stressed against the tight white button-up shirt she wore. She was dressed like a businesswoman, with black slacks and a black jacket over the white blouse. A bulge under her arm was evidence of the FNP-9 that she carried, and the black duffel bag she carried had more firearms within.

A look around netted her a sight of the BMW sedan she had organized to have waiting for her, and after throwing her duffel bag into the back seat, she revved the engine of the sedan and pulled off towards the largest city on the island.

 

[psychobilly-night]

Astigos Island was once a popular tourist island. It was wealthy and known for it's great cities and night life... well... that was until The Visari came. They were an odd group of terrorists who quickly took over the Astigos government with portable missile launchers which they threaten to fire should anyone intervene. The months following the Visari occupation, Astigos' government became something that would make Hitler and his Third Reich look like a lovely and peaceful Amish village. Public executions, drug trafficking, rape, lots of bad stuff. Basically the 'Strongest' survive rule is in full effect here.

Off the coast of Astigos a boat was nearing the dock. Inside the boat, blaring island music blasted and a single man sat on the deck bathing in the sun. This man was Jake Romero. He has something of an impressive story. Originally born in Mexico to a Mexican woman and a Japanese man, Jake was known for his unnatural height of 9 feet. He used this to his advantage and became a small time Luchador under the name El Blaze. He became a mercenary mainly to deal with Drug Cartels that have been become an plague in his beloved Mexico. After wards he began doing missions around the world wearing his mask proudly and collecting weapons (His favorite type being Shotguns and LMGs). But after a few run ins with a woman named Eva, he retired to his father's homeland of Okinawa and ran a small orphanage and did small time fighting arenas to support them. The only reason he came back into the mercenary world was to pay off depts that threatened to shut down the orphanage. Also worth noting that he never gives his age saying 'It's just a number that doesn't mean jack shit.'

He ran a hand through his soft black hair as his eye scanned the dock. He wore a simple AAA wrestling shirt over his muscular body and a pair of shorts with sandals.
"Heh, Astigos... hopefully once this place gets clean I may bring the kids here for a vacation." Jake said grabbing his duffel bag and pulled out some files. These were the main players in the Visari.

Johan Visari: Leader. Not much is known about this guy except for his military genius.
Nazaar Radec: A man as tall as Jake but slimmer who wears a leather coat and a gas mask. Known to use swords. Known to the locals of Astigos as 'The Executioner' and even executed two allies for dress code violations.
And a few others.
He smirked getting off the boat once on the dock and snuck his way into the city.
"Heh, not bad." Jake said with a sigh looking around and saw a BMW coming into the city. Wait... the driver.. looked familiar... could it be... Eva?

 

[psychobilly-night]

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[psychobilly-night]

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