The Revenge of Alvarez Pt1

[Stormtrooper1990]

This is the third story pt 1, in what I have started to call the Alvarez trilogy. Alvarez, Maria (Essi to her lover.), Fuentes. Ventura and Aguilera have made good on their escape from Santa Lucia, but it is time for Alvarez to make good on her plot to take out their vengeance upon LT Morales. So without any further ado...

It had been 6 months, since the raid on the guerrilla camp, that signalled the end of the Sinorosa Cartel. Lt Morales felt a sense of pride, as she looked at the caseboard in the incident room of the Anti-Narcos taskforce at police headquarters. Each crossed out face on the wall of shame, meant one more cartel pendejo, off the streets. And their were a lot of crossed out faces. She turned her attention to the faces of Alvarez and her crew, who were now safely in prison, the last of the guerrillas, or so she thought.

The sound of Sgt Rodriguez, spitting out her morning coffee brought her back to the present. "What the fuck?!" She cried Morales went over to her partner " Hey Carmen, what's up, Pablo just unfriended you?" Carmen shook her head and turned the computer screen around, still drenced in coffee."No Cris, its much worse. You remember Alvarez. That little bitch and her crew, the ones we stripped and handcuffed to the trees, 6 months back?" How could she forget, the sight of Alvarez and her goons half naked was burned in her memory, and not in a bad way. Morales nodded. " They have just busted out of Santa Lucia, it says they murdered five prison guards and stole their uniforms. Heck they found the guards naked for fuck sake. That is seriously hardcore." She turned the screen around and began to wipe it. " What the hell do you want me to do about it, Carmen? We are on the cusp on breaking the biggest case of our careers, and you wa-" Rodriguez threw down her cloth and stood up , angry ," What we should have done, when we first saw her and her crew! Put bullets in the back of their heads, stripped them and left them for cat food. But you had to play the hero." She sat back down, seething. " I knew it the moment, we threw their bare asses in prison, that this would come back to bite us on the ass." Morales had not seen her this angry, since Estaban turned her down at the prom. "Look Carmen, its been six months. What are they going to do? Where are they going to go? We crushed the guerrillas. They are not threat." Rodriquez simply got up and walked over to the coffee pot. After pouring herself a measure, and taking a gulp. She said " I don't know Morales, but if i were her, and you humiliated me like that. I would hunt you down and kill you."

The morning before

It was dawn, when Alvarez and her team drove up to Fort Libertad, once the secret underground series of tunnels and caves that once made up the guerrilla training camp, now eerily quiet. They were still wearing their stolen guard uniforms, and needed a change of clothes. She had dispatched Ventura and the rest of the team to scavenge, whatever they could find, food, clothes, guns and ammo, water. Alvarez and her lover Maria were in the old guerrilla command room, coming up with their next move, to carry out their revenge. " Are you sure we will find anything Alvi, it's looks like our comrades picked this place clean." Essi said as they sat in the command centre, or rather one weathered table and two flimsy chairs, her lover giving her a much needed shoulder massage. " There as to be something, Essi, they would have left something here, for the next wave." She tried to appear confident in front of Essi, but couldn't mask the doubt. If they going to find that bitch Morales and her piggy squad, they needed more then guard uniforms, truncheons and panty garrotes. She looked up as she saw the faces of Ventura, Fuentes and Aguilera, appear in the faded light of the cave. "Heffa, you won't believe what we just found." Alvarez and Maria got up and followed their comrades deeper into the cave.

What they found was a large cache of weapons, food and water.Even medical supplies. Alvarez grinned, she knew her hunch was right. There was enough here for a whole brigade of fighters at least. Ventura, the groups quartermaster walked over. " Well, heffa. It seems god and all his saints are with us." Alvarez nodded and walked over and took out an AK47 from the gun rack, loaded a magazine and shouldered it. " Any change of clothes?" Ventura shook her head. "But we do have weapons. Food, water. Meds, lots of rope and these little beauties." She gestured to a box, in front her. She picked up a walkie-talkie and tossed it to Alvarez. "Two ways? The batteries still work?" It was Aguilera, the groups sniper who answered " Yes, heffa. We even have spares. Is that a Dragunov with a suppressor. Sweet." She took the rifle from the rack, loaded it and stowed it on her shoulder. Alvarez, threw the walkie at Aguilera, Who adeptly caught it. "Go topside, Chita. Drop me a line the moment you see a vehicle on the road." She left with a " You got it, heffa." Alvarez, gathered the others, " Its not much but its a start at least. Now we just need a change of clothes."

Later that evening

It was not until dusk, that they got a break. Alvarez, had just snuggled down in the barracks, with an arm around Essi, and she heard her walkie "Heffa, Do read me over?" Both women got up, Alvarez put the walkie to her mouth. " What do you have for me, Aguilera."Aguilera voice crackled" Lights on the road, looks like a van. Interesting, 5 occupants female. Look like Yankees, tourists. Over" Alvarez couldn't believe her luck, Ventura was right, god was with us. " Put a bullet in the front tire. There is no phone reception out here, they will be sitting ducks. We can pick them off one at a time. Over." She turned and kissed Essi " Looks like our clothing delivery as arrived." She and Essi, reached the command centre, where the rest of the team gathered. " Alright, ladies. Let's get out of these pig suits. Remember no blood, get in close with your garrotes. And take everything, they have. Keep in radio contact, call out your kills. Let's Vamos."


Megan Foster, couldn't believe it. They were stuck in the middle of Columbia with a flat, not one of them knew how to change a tire, and worse there was no cell reception. The five of them, Bethany, Caitlin, herself, Peyton and Angela were on a gap year, backpacking in Columbia. Their classmates said they were risking death. Megan had called them on their lack of adventure. Now it seemed that the doubters were right. And she did not relish the idea going back to Stanford, to see their smug faces. Megan was a pretty auburn haired co-oed with blue eyes and a knockout figure, she was wearing a blue tanktop with the legend " Viva Colombia "flashed across her ample chest. Along with denim shorts, sneakers and white socks, under which she wore white- t shirt bra and matching panties. Around her neck she wore a simple cross, a gift from her sister. All of them were attired along similar lines, accept Caitlin who was wearing jeans, in order to prepare for the jungle, since Americans like themselves had a bad track record in jungles. A voice from her right was Bethany, blonde haired wearing a red UC Stanford tanktop and beige shorts. " I'm going to that high ground up near the trees, see if I can't get a signal." Holding her phone aloft, like a lightning rod. " Careful, Beth." She turned " Careful of what mosquitoes." Came the reply. She turned around, both brunettes Caitlin and Peyton, one both wearing the same pink Sorority tanktops "Theta Theta Gamma", they held up their hands gingerly. " We need to piss." Megan let them go. That just left her with Angela, a ginger red head with a pixie cut. She was wearing a plain black tank top, with denim shorts and black booties. She flashed a wan smile at Megan, then slapped the side of her neck " Fucking mosquitoes."

Bethany Green, tried desperately to get a phone signal but she got nothing. " Damn fucking backward dump. Why couldn't we have gone backpacking in Bulgaria." She cried angrily. So distracted by her phone, she did not here the branch cracking behind her, or register the panty garrote that had been slipped around her slender throat. She didn't have time to cry out, as her throat was crushed in one pull. She was dead before she hit the ground. Fuentes, discarded her now useless makeshift weapon, " One, this is Fuentes, target one is dead, over"

Caitlin Abernathy and Peyton Davis, were both dying for a piss, Caitlin unbuttoned her jeans, Peyton her shorts and let out a huge sigh of relief, as they relieved their full bladders. As they were laughing, they failed to register the two figures in shadow behind them. They both wiped themselves, but before they could pull up their panties, panty garrotes where looped around their necks, and with one pull each their necks were broken. Aguilera and Ventura discarded their garrotes. Ventura raised her walkie to her mouth " Ventura and Aguilera reporting, targets two and three, neutralised. Over."

Alvarez and Maria, crept up behind the remaining Yankees. Both red heads, one dark the other ginger. They quickly looped their standard garrotes around the necks, before they had the chance to struggle, Alvarez and Maria crushed their throats simultaneously. When they finished, Alvarez spoke into her walkie "All targets down. Let's bring them out."

She turned to her lover, essi and kissed her on the lips. Essi gently pulled out. "I'm taking this one, she's definitely my size." She nudged the ginger corpse with her foot. Alvarez turned to see her group come towards the minivan. The corpses of the women, slung on their backs. Alvarez noted that two of them were bare assed, their panties down around their ankles. One pink the other blue. She glanced at Ventura "Caught these two, with their pants down. Don't worry, their clean." The rest off the group threw down the corpses. Picking a corpse each, they stripped off their guard uniforms, including the underwear and began to undress the dead women. Alvarez, picked the auburn haired girl she killed, she was a close match to her size. She began by taking off the chain around the dead girls neck, and putting it around her own. She flicked the dead girls arms up, and pulled off the tanktop, revealing a plain white t-shirt bra. Next, Alvarez pulled the corpse into a seated position and reached behind her back to unclasp her bra, she removed the straps from the shoulders and pulled off the bra. Alvarez then slipped on the bra and clasped it on. It was a decent fit. The girl had beautiful round young breasts, with pale rounded areolas. Alvarez then unbuttoned the shorts, working them past the dead girls hips and down her long dancers legs. This revealed a pair of white bikini thong panties, which Alvarez slipped of the corspe and pulled up between her legs. Glancing down at the naked former student, she noted that she was clean shaven with well developed vagina. Lastly, she removed the sneakers and socks She finished getting dressed, as she saw the rest of her team, now fully clothed in the dead tourists clothes. She glanced down at the naked bodies. They were a mixed bag of breast sizes and womanhood, all were fit and athletic. " Hey Alvi, at least this Yankee bitch had better taste in underwear, then Garcia. Man I hate G-strings."

Alvarez and her team, sorted through their belongings, which included a change of clothes, water, passports and money and phones. She quickly come up with a cunning idea. Maria looked up at her lover " uh-,oh. I know that look. You have a plan." Alvarez grinned widely, " Fuentes, toss me one of those phones." She threw it to her. "But, Heffa. There is no reception here." Alvarez turned the phone on, which had a desktop of a cartoon cat. " I know that, Fuentes. But I know where we can got one. Maria approached her lover, "What are you doing, Alvi" Alvarez took her face in her hand. "I'm going to call the police. Bury the bodies, burn the uniforms and take the rest, back to libertad . Vamos"

The next morning.

As Morales, walked to the balcony. The argument with Carmen still fresh in her mind. She felt her phone ring, as she answered it, the voice on the other end filled her with dread. " Hello, Lt Morales. It's high time we talked." Morales had heard that voice before, full of defiance but fear, now full of menace. " Alvarez, give it, up it has been 6 months, the gu--" Alvarez cut her off " No bitch, this time I talk, you listen. I have hostages, 5 pretty American tourists. Don't worry their alive, for now If you want them to stay that way, come with your team. Just you and your team. No pig tricks, we are watching you. To the place, where we first met. The place where you humiliated us . Let us finish this like warriors." She suddenly hung up. ",Rodriguez, I just got a call from Alvarez. She as hostages. She wants us to go back to the clearing, just our team no back up." Rodriquez sighed " There is no way I can talk you outta this, is there?" She up got and made the call to the rest of the team. Morales, turned and leaned over the balcony, if it was a reckoning she wanted, then that was what she was going to get.

[pc305435632]

Therefore, they have disappeared forever, and people can no longer find their whereabouts.

I prefer the newspaper report that "five naked bodies were found in the jungle"

[Stormtrooper1990]

It was all part of Alvarez's plan, she played on Morales hero complex. She had to make her believe that those tourists where still alive, and there was still a chance to rescue them.

If their bodies were found, then the plan would have been foiled. Alvarez would have had nothing to lure Morales and her team out.

[pc305435632]

It was all part of Alvarez's plan, she played on Morales hero complex. She had to make her believe that those tourists where still alive, and there was still a chance to rescue them.

If their bodies were found, then the plan would have been foiled. Alvarez would have had nothing to lure Morales and her team out.

I hope their bodies can be found later. The news headline "Ten naked women's bodies were found in the jungle"

[Stormtrooper1990]

I wonder if they will. Morales and her team, just took off without telling anyone. Falling into Alvarez's trap perfectly. No one at the station knows where they are. They are too busy with hunting down the cartels. I think, there will be an investigation, and a search.

As for the others, Alvarez and her crew were pretty thorough. There will be an investigation, but they will be labeled as missing.

[esercito sconfitto]

in Loving Memory of

Megan FOSTER


Bethany GREEN


Caitlin ABERNATHY


Peyton DAVIS


Angela COOPER



R.I.P.

Always in our Hearts

[Stormtrooper1990]

Thanks esercito.

A good tribute, to the lost.

I did forget to give Angela a surname, so for the record it's Cooper.

Sorry for the lateness of the reveal.

[esercito sconfitto]

they died so young and pretty

we all are saddened by this tragic loss

[paveldr]

I hope this pics will be leaked to the press

[Stormtrooper1990]

I hope this pics will be leaked to the press

Hi Paveldr

I can confirm that upon interrogation by SI Psyops, one of Alvarez's gang revealed were they had buried the four missing students. Their remains were later repatriated to the United States.