That's right. This will be an ongoing canon storyline all about the SPA Agent, Agent Red as played by Alison Brie. Agent Red is considered to be SPA's second best agent, but even as #2 she has a full plate. Whether it be mob bosses, Ex-SPA Agents, or deadly assassins Agent Red is always up for a challenge. And good thing too... they keep coming for her!
Here's how this will work. I will post SIX potential stories at a time in this thread. Then, I will put up a poll in this thread. Everyone will get 2 votes. The top 3 vote getters will be the 3 stories that I write up. I will decide the results on my own, however you get to choose which fighter(s) you want to see Agent Red take on. Once the votes are tallied, the 4 stories with the lowest vote totals will be pushed back until I run the poll again and will be joined by 2 other potential stories. Then the vote will happen once more, and on and on we go. I'll also be providing a little preview for each story before the vote. So make sure to read that as it'll give you some nice window dressing for what you'll be reading.
Second round of voting coming up here... the top 3 stories for the last round were:
"I used to idolize you." "Have you learned your lesson, little girl?" & "Good luck with that"
Here are the stories you can vote on for Agent Red's next 3 adventures. 3 of them are recycled from last week, 3 are brand new to the voting. Remember YOU HAVE TWO VOTES. Use them to pick the two stories you MOST want to see.
#1 "Aww... You're breaking my heart, babe"
Alison Brie as Agent Red
Kat Dennings as Victoria Platt aka "Sweetheart"
Victoria Platt has gone off the deep end. After years of peace and working as a SPA informant, she's decided to wage war on rival Chicago crime families. She's left a string of bodies in her wake and the police are helpless. Agent Red, who has been charged with the Midwest US as her territory within SPA, must confront her longtime rival and put an end to the bloodshed. Can Agent Red pacify Victoria? Or will she be the next one on her hit list?
#2 "It just comes naturally for girls like me"
Alison Brie as Agent Red
Katy Perry as Sherri McCarthy aka "Chopper"
The last place Agent Red wants to be is in the desert. It's hot. It's dry. And there's a biker gang leader out for blood. Sherri McCarthy hasn't really bothered SPA for a while, but when Agent Blue discovers a potential link between her and a much bigger fish the agency decides to take action. The only problem? No other agents are available. It's up to Agent Red to track down the brutal biker gang leader and question her on Agent Blue's leads. However, Sherri is a natural ass kicker. Luckily so is Agent Red.
#3 "Ok fine. You kicked my ass... easily!"
Alison Brie as Agent Red
Miley Cyrus as Maraget Hunt aka "Yeti"
It'd be nice if international assassins could have the decency to stay in their prison cell. Alas, Margaret Hunt (or as millions of music fans around the world know her as: "Yeti") has staged an elaborate breakout. Who is the closest agent to the masterful escape? Why, Agent Red of course! After finding Margaret Hunt on the run, Agent Red is determined to put her back in cuffs. Margaret has much different plans, however. One of these fighters will be forced to admit they got their ass kicked... because they really did!
#4 "Does she even know where she is anymore?" "Who cares? Just hit her again!"
Alison Brie as Agent Red
Kate Mara as Kelly Friedlander aka "Sugar"
Anna Kendrick as Julie Friedlander aka "Spice"
The Friedlander sisters are up to trouble, as usual. Agent Red is called in to handle the pair of them... big mistake! Usually I don't let it slip what is going to happen in the fight, but this is about as one-sided as it gets. Agent Red is beaten, humiliated, and stripped of her dignity. The Friedlander sisters tear her apart until there's almost nothing left to tear apart! If you're looking for a fight where the good girl loses, this is for you. Because Agent Red not only loses, she does so in humiliating and spectacular fashion.
#5 "Bad News: You got the wrong girl"
Alison Brie as Agent Red
Zendaya as Kiki
Jacqueline Yun has evaded SPA capture for long enough! Agent Red is determined to track down the legendary villain. One issue though. Nobody knows where she is! However, when Yun's bodyguard Kiki pops on SPA's radar, Agent Red heads out to intercept. Only Kiki claims to no longer be working for Jacqueline Yun. Agent Red still wants to take her in for questioning, but Kiki has no interest in that. Can Agent Red take down the young, but dangerous Kiki? Or will she be sent home empty handed?
#6 "What? You never met a bad b*tch like me before?"
Alison Brie as Agent Red
Jamie Lynn-Sigler as Angela Rossi aka "The Don"
Well it happened. Angela Rossi's lawyers finally got her out of prison. So naturally she's planning on taking back her territory. This means starting a brutal gang war with none other than Victoria Platt. After a bunch of citizens get hurt in a store bombing ordered by Rossi, Agent Red decides to get control of her territory. Agent Red initially tries to talk down the mobstress, but Angela would rather throw fists! Agent Red is happy to oblige. But is she tough enough to stop Angela? Or is The Don going to leave Agent Red sleeping with the fishes?
January Jones as Alice Katz aka Ex-Agent White/The Traitor
The girl had been in the hospital bed for two weeks without opening her eyes. Her bruises had mostly healed by that point, but the cracked ribs were going to take longer. She had squeezed The Boss’s hand a few times, but that was it. She had an IV in her arm and breathing tubes up her nose. Every SPA agent found the time to visit her, even Agent Orange who had retired years ago. The freelancer Agent Breeze even stopped by with a beautiful flower arrangement. She promised to keep her ear to the ground if she found anything about the person who did this.
They all knew who did it. The entire agency knew. The issue was knowing where she was. Alice Katz had escaped prison and while escaping had come across the SPA Agent Gold, who was out on assignment. The agent was found beaten to a pulp and found aimlessly wondering down the street before collapsing. Meanwhile, Alice had disappeared without a trace. She was using her skills as an ex-SPA agent to blend in and cover her tracks wherever she was. However, this didn’t stop SPA from pouring all available resources into finding her. Every active agent was on the hunt for Alice Katz, each one of them secretly begging for the chance to bring her in.
It was Agent Red who found her first.
Alice was lying low in safe house owned by Victoria Platt. Victoria figured she could pump Alice for some money, but once she realized the amount of heat the ex-agent carried with her she flipped and gave Agent Red everything. Agent Red called it in like she was supposed to, but conveniently missed the message to wait for backup.
The agent pulled up to the brown brick stone building. Victoria gave her the room number, which had a fire escape attached to it. Agent Red took a moment to mentally prepare and then started to climb. She opted for an all-black outfit to try to hide under the cove of the night as much as possible. A black short-sleeve tactical shirt along with the leather pants and high boots. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She climbed the fire escape six stories and then began her work on the window. It slid open with ease and Agent Red made sure to quietly slip into the apartment.
It was mostly bare. A couch and a love seat by a television and a small circular table with two chairs was pretty much all of the decorating. Why invest in the interior design of a safe house? There was a small kitchen area with a bar running from the wall and sticking out into the room with an “L” shape. Agent Red crept forward, heart pounding as she moved towards the bedroom. She slowly pushed open the door and peered in. The bed had the covers wide open and there was nobody in it.
Agent Red’s head slammed into the wall. She dropped to her knees and felt a foot dig into her back. The agent fell forward onto her stomach as the heel dug into her spine. She let out a cry of pain before a set of hands reached down to her head and banged it against the doorframe. Agent Red’s cries stopped as her face dropped into the carpet. Her body was flipped over and there, clear as day was Alice Katz. The blonde straddled the agent and brought her right fist back then shot it forward, clashing it on the brunette’s jaw.
“You SPA girls,” said Alice. “If you would have come in through the front door you would have seen me. But I knew you’d come through the fire escape. You always come through the fire escape.”
Alice punched Agent Red again. Red lifted her legs back and slammed her knees into the blonde’s back. This sent Alice forward just enough for Red to be able to slide out from under her. As she pushed herself up onto her butt though, Alice sent a kick backwards which connected with Red’s spine. The same spot where she had dug her foot. Agent Red yelped in pain before folding over. This gave Alice the opportunity to spin around and tackle the agent forward. The SPA agent found herself pinned on her stomach. Alice not only had the size in this scenario, but also the skill. She was a much better grappler than Agent Red, at least according to her file. However, she must have been rusty as she opened herself up to a quick elbow, which Agent Red shot back at her face. This opened up a window for escape, which the agent gladly took.
Agent Red got to her feet and turned to face Alice, who was rising as well. They had been carried into the living room between the sofa and the kitchen. The two women lifted their guards and began to play a game of cat and mouse. Alice would shift forward and Red would shift back. Red would shift forward and Alice would shift back. They threw jabs at each other, none of which landed. They were feeling each other out. The fight could be decided within the next few moves… each woman wanted to be careful, but also decisive.
“Were you around during my time?” Alice asked, keeping her guard up. “I was a recruit when you went AWOL,” replied Red. “You know, you were a hero to me. To all of the girls. I used to idolize you. Then you left, took down half of the SPA force with you, and beat my mentor close to death… the same as what you did to that teenage girl in the hospital right now!”
“Teenage girl…” scoffed Alice. “She’s a highly trained agent of SPA, right? She knew the life she was getting into and the risks that come with it. If you aren’t prepared to die in this line of work, get out of it. I’ll give you the same chance I gave her. Leave, and I don’t have to markup that pretty little face.”
“You think I care about my face?” asked Red. “You are going to pay for what you did to Agent Gold and to Agent Orange before that years ago.”
Agent Red stepped forward and threw a flurry of blows at Alice. The ex-SPA agent clearly wanted this to happen, however she was woefully unaware of just how fast Agent Red’s hands were. They sliced through the guard of the ex-agent and Alice found herself eating a series of combos. She tried to counter-punch, but Agent Red ducked the hook and sent a kick to Alice’s stomach. The ex-agent’s back hit the kitchen bar. Agent Red came in to dish out some more punishment, but Alice ducked a right and sent an uppercut to the brunette’s stomach. It doubled Red over, and Alice followed that up with a chop to the spine in the exact location she previously attacked. Agent Red shot back up in pain, clutching her back. Alice took Agent Red by the jaw and slipped her leg behind her opponent’s. Then in one fluid motion she slammed the agent’s entire body onto the floor, led by the back of her cranium.
The brunette’s head bounced up on the carpet, but was forced back down again by Alice, who had once more straddled her. Agent Red did what she could to cover up, but this allowed Alice to work the body. She sunk fist after fist into Agent Red’s stomach. The agent knew she couldn’t stay in this position, so she threw a few punches up to Alice’s jaw. They lacked any significant power from this spot, but the agent needed to do anything she could to get out from under her opponent.
The strikes only worked for a moment before Alice was able to recover from them. She took Agent Red by the shirt and brought he head up off of the floor. Then she swung her own head down, connecting their foreheads with a head-butt that sent a cracking sound echoing throughout the apartment. Agent Red slunk down onto the floor. Alice, woozy a bit herself, decided she was going to continue her assault. She picked Agent Red up to her feet and pushed her up against the wall. The agent weakly grabbed Alice’s wrists. Her body language had changed. She looked down at the floor, her lips puffed out, her eyes fluttered. She was totally out of it. A couple knees to the groin forced Red to let out small squeals of pain. Alice ran Red’s body across the wall before slamming it into the corner. The agent began to fall, but Alice caught her by the shirt and sent a slap across her face. She pushed her against the wall again and began to sink punches up and down the agent’s body.
The beating was brutal, and Agent Red eventually began to stumble along the wall. Alice sent a spinning high kick with her left foot that connected on the top of Agent Red’s forehead. A nasty cut split open and the agent fell to the floor. Alice stalked her prey, which was desperately trying to crawl away from her. She grabbed Agent Red again and brought her to her feet. Then she lifted the agent by her throat and slammed her down on the small circular dining room table. Alice climbed on top of the table, once more to straddle the SPA agent.
“So, I didn’t kill the last one?” asked Alice. She began to slip her hands around Red’s throat. She added pressure, pushing down on the brunette’s vocal chords. As Agent Red chocked out, she tried to punch Alice’s under arms to get her to budge, but there was no movement. “I guess I’ll have to finish you off properly then.”
Tears welled in Agent Red’s big doe eyes. Her face was turning a darker shade of red by the second. She couldn’t push Alice off. She couldn’t budge her hands. She was trapped, about to be strangled out. She put her hands above her head and reached for anything… anything at all.
She felt a long, skinny piece of wood with her left. Then a similar one with her right. She grabbed hold of them, and brought them up over her head. What Agent Red had grabbed was a chair, and it came flying forward and nailed Alice square in the forehead. The blonde collapsed off of the table, falling with a loud thump.
Agent Red shot up and gasped out for air. She too slipped off of the table. Coughing and trying to regain her breath, Agent Red looked over and saw Alice begin to stir. She had to get to her before she could recover. Crawling her way over to Alice’s stunned body, Agent Red pushed the blonde over onto her back. Now it was Agent Red who straddled Alice. She threw every punch she had left at Alice’s face. Right, left, right, left until her hands were numb. And then she kept punching. She screamed down into Alice’s face well after the blonde had lost consciousness. Still Agent Red continued to pummel her.
When she finally realized Alice went out she pushed herself off of her. Sitting next to the knocked out woman’s body, Agent Red’s entire body shook. She began to sob. She sobbed for what seemed like hours. Her hands bruised and covered in blood. Her knuckles raw from the punches. Pain shot up her spine. Her throat still felt like it had Alice’s hands around it. She cried because she had come face to face with her own mortality. She cried because she was scared of the limp woman next to her. But mainly she cried because if that chair had been even an inch further away from her, there would be no more Agent Red. She’d be a limp lifeless body on the kitchen table. All because of a woman she used to idolize.
Tasha Young pulled up to her immaculate mansion with a package sat in her passenger side seat. She got out of the car, grabbed the package and almost as if muscle memory had taken over, lifted it out for someone to take. When the package remained in her hand that’s when she remembered that Caroline Royce no longer worked for her. She blushed for a moment and then tucked the package under her arm. She’d have to put it away herself.
The cat burglar climbed the stairs to the east wing of her home. That’s where she would put this particular piece. A gold encrusted dinner plate from the sixteenth century. It wasn’t her usual style, but after losing her assistant to the hand of Jacqueline Yun she just wanted to clear her head. She entered the appropriate display room, which was the fifth door on the right. She flipped on the lights. And there stood a beautiful brunette around her height, clad in a black cat suit with her hands on her hips.
“Agent Red,” Tasha said. “Well, I didn’t expect you to be here.”
“I didn’t expect to get in so easily,” said Agent Red. “I thought you had that big blonde b*tch working for you. I thought for sure I would have had to fought my way past her to get in.”
“I believe last time you two met she kicked your ass,” Tasha said with a smirk. She put the package down on the closest table. “So, you’re here to take me in?”
“You stole that from a museum in Brussels. Saw it on the news. Tsk-tsk Tasha…”
“SPA has never bothered me with such a small indiscretion before… what are you really after?”
“You,” said agent red as she raised her hands.
“I see,” said Tasha. “Mind if we take it out in the hallway?”
“My pleasure,” said Agent Red.
The agent sprinted towards Tasha, tackling her and carrying her out of the door and into the hallway. The blonde grimaced as her back hit the wall. She left her feet and wrapped her legs around Agent Red’s waist, while working her hands into the woman’s dark locks. Agent Red meanwhile grabbed Tasha by her brown leather jacket and used that as leverage to keep her pinned against the wall. A few pieces of art got knocked to the hardwood floor. The two women fell onto a long, skinny rug in the middle of the hall and began to struggle for top position.
Eventually Agent Red settled on top of Tasha, but the blonde kept her legs wrapped tightly around the agent’s waist. Tasha’s legs squeezed hard, hard enough to elicit a moan from Red’s lips. Her black tights rubbing against the agent’s cat suit, thighs pulsating… if there was one thing Tasha knew what to do in a fight it was to use her legs. Agent Red was getting worn down, whether she knew it or not.
Red planted her feet onto the hardwood floor and began to push the two of them back towards the stairs. The rug rode up, but lucky for Tasha her jacket protected her from any carpet burn. The reached the end of the hallway and Tasha used her legs to send Red jutting forward. All of a sudden the agent had to grab onto the iron baluster to stop her from flying up and over the railing. This gave Tasha a chance to slip out from under the agent and get to her feet.
The blonde removed her leather jacket, it having served its purpose, and tossed it to the side. She wore a tight white tank top, black tights, and long brown leather boots. Meanwhile Agent Red’s black catsuit came equipped with knee-high boots of her own, hers black. The two women stood and faced each other, lifting their hands into a fighting position.
They began to trade punches and kicks with each other. Agent Red was the quicker of the two as well as the more technically sound. Tasha landed a few nice shots of her own, but soon Agent Red’s blisteringly aggressive fighting style saw Tasha up against the wall. She took three shots to the chin before stumbling to the railing. Agent Red grabbed Tasha’s shoulder, opened her up, and dropped her with a right to the nose. As Tasha fell, she clutched her nose to make sure t wasn’t bleeding. She didn’t know how, but it seemed to be in-tact. Tasha cracked her neck, stood back up, and got ready to trade some more blows.
Once again Agent Red landed more punches than Tasha. A knee to the gut and a side-kick sent Tasha down two more times. Still, the blonde got up, albeit in a woozy condition. The two women fought along the railing to the other side of the stairs. Tasha felt her foot almost slip on the top stair. Agent Red sent an uppercut to Tasha’s jaw that just barely missed. Now was Tasha’s chance. She spun around and landed a beautiful round-house kick that sent Agent Red toppling over the railing!
The agent just barely caught the bottom of the railing as she dangled a full story off of the ground. As she began to pull herself up she felt a sharp pain on her hand. Tahsa had dug her heel into Red’s left hand. Instantly her left hand snapped down as Agent Red had to hold on with just her right. Her palm began to lose its grip. Her fingertips barely clutched onto the metal. Tahsa smirked as she realized what was about to happen and began to calmly walk down the stairs. Finally, Agent Red’s fingers gave out and she fell all the way down to the foyer. Her back crashing into the marble floor.
“GHAAHH!!!” cried the agent.
After a few seconds she began to push herself up to her hands and knees, but there Tasha was ready to strike. She sent a brutal right knee into Red’s chin and the agent went sprawling back. She landed on her stomach and began to crawl away from the blonde, who now wore a large smile. She sent her boot right between Red’s legs and the agent howled in pain. She clutched her crotch, writhing around on her back. Tasha let her knees sink to the floor around the wounded woman. Her ass sat atop Red’s stomach. She brought back her right fist and slashed it across Red’s chin. Then she did the same with her left. She beat the agent back and forth with alternating lefts and rights until finally she was satisfied with Red’s lack of resilience. Then, she stood up and grabbed Red by her hair. She dragged the agent across the marble floor, which caused a high pitched squeaking sound as the cat suit rubbed against it. Tasha flung Red against the back door, which bust open. The agent rolled onto the veranda.
The air was cool. The sun had begun to dip below the horizon. The two women were now out in the open air, one standing over the other. Agent Red attempted to pusher herself up, but Tasha bicycle kicked her in the ribs. That put an end to that, as the agent flopped over onto her back. Tasha circled the woman, trying to figure out what to do with her. She got an idea.
Tasha flipped Agent Red back onto her stomach. The agent was in no position to fight back. The cat burglar positioned herself in front of the brunette. She then brought her ass back so that it cradled Agent Red’s chin. Tasha wrapped her right leg around Red’s throat and grabbed her own foot with her right hand. She used her left hand and leg to keep her balanced. Then she looked back at Red and began to flex her right leg, tugging on her own foot to choke the agent out. Tasha’s abs got a work out in this hold, as they contracted with every squeeze. Red gripped Tasha’s thigh, trying to pull it away from her neck but she had no strength left to do so.
“You know,” said Tasha. “It occurred to me why you’re here… You didn’t care about some silly old plate. You and I have fought twice before, right? I won the first time, you won the second time. And you wanted to break that tie.”
Tahsa released the unconventional hold and flipped around on her back. She brought her legs up and buried Agent Red in her crotch as her thighs clamped around the brunette’s head. Using her hands to keep Agent Red’s face deep in between her thighs, Tasha locked her ankles and really ramped up the pressure. Agent Red’s hands flailed about uselessly.
“Well, I think we can consider this tie broken, don’t you?” giggled Tasha.
Tasha released the hold. Agent Red gasped for air. The blonde scooted forward and flipped the agent onto her back. Tasha removed her boots and tossed them a few feet away. Then she mounted herself on Red again, this time her own body facing away from Red’s face. She nestled her ass onto Red’s face, rocking it back and forth. Tasha used her feet to prop up the agent’s head. Then the blonde sat backwards, burying Agent Red’s face underneath her moon-round tight-clad ass. Tasha grabbed hold of Red’s hands and leaned back, pinning them above the agent’s head as the blonde arched her chest up into the sky. She stared up at the stars and the moon, wiggling her waist back and forth.
“Have you learned your lesson, little girl?” Tasha asked after a few minutes.
A soft, submissive, muffled moan emanated from underneath her butt. Tasha lifted her ass off of Agent Red’s face ever so slightly.
“What was that?” she asked.
“Yes…” moaned Agent Red, whose eyes were puffy. Her cheeks were smeared with tears and mascara. “I’ve learned my lesson. Please, just let me go.”
“I’ll let you go,” said Tasha. “If you make me a deal…”
“What is it?” asked Red.
“Find Jacqueline Yun,” said Tasha. “Bring her and my traitorous ex-assistant back here. I have a lesson to teach them, much like I taught you.”
“Jacqueline Yun? But I…”
Tasha let her ass plant back down onto Agent Red’s face. The agent wailed underneath her for a few seconds before finally Tasha relented.
“Okay okay!” cried Agent Red. “Whatever you want!”
“Good girl,” said Tasha.
The blonde rose off of Agent Red. But she still wasn’t through with her. She took those brunette locks in her hand again and dragged Agent Red across the veranda, through the foyer, and all the way to her front door. Tasha kicked the door open and flung Agent Red out of it. The agent toppled down eight concrete stairs and flopped down onto the gravel of Tasha Young’s pavement.
“See you soon!” called Tasha.
The front doors closed and Tasha disappeared behind them. Agent Red took a moment to herself, lying on the ground with tiny rocks digging into her back. She looked up at the sky and thought to herself… how the hell was she going to find Jacqueline Yun?