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Klaus Raimund (double agent)

Scientist, Occultist, pilot and Double agent

0 · 761 views · located in Occupied Germany

a character in “Operation SS Metal Dragon”, as played by WadeJackel

Description

6'3'

178 pounds, athletic

Brown hair

Grey eyes

Personality

Cold, calculating, and exacting. Double faced, hence his phenomenal success as a doubler agent for the SS and the KGB.

Equipment

1. Flight jacket and cap
2. Concealed pistol
3. Concealed edged weapons
4. Suicide capsule in his right breast pocket
5. Stick of chewing gum in his left breast pocket.
6. False identification papers

History

Klaus had been inducted inti the Hitler youth as a child, first as a member of the Deutsches Jungvolk for boys ages 10-14, then the Hitler-Jugend for boys ages 14-18, and finally the paramilitary organization of the SA; its adult counterpart. Even at an early age Klaus' desire was for personal glory rather then pride for his country as with the majority of his friends. His main assignment in these movements was as a spy, during this career Klaus was responsible for the deaths of 84 members of these three groups. This endeavor was particularly successful in the earlier ears, resulting in the execution of 40 members of the HJ (most of them were under the age of 17), included in this obscene number of children were all the friends which Klaus had made while in the previous youth group. Klaus maintained this high level of success in every organization that he had been placed in by his superiors, he also quickly arose in the ranks of the SS before his identity was completely erased by the high command, it was at this time that Klaus went to work for the KGB. All information concerning the actions, military associations and personal information of Klaus Raimund remain classified.

So begins...

Klaus Raimund (double agent)'s Story

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Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann
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Abegail listened intently and followed Franklin onto the tramac. It made sense, his story, not that it put her anymore at ease but it didn't feel like an overt lie.

The mention of a woman made Abegail tense. There had been the woman who had pestered her about Walter but there was no way to know for certain if it was connected. Abegail did not believe it to be purely coincidence as she had done enough and seen enough to know that there was no such thing.

Franklin and Walter being members of the same occult order would make sense. Abegail knew Walter had ties to many and she knew enough about them to know that Franklin was correct that the line between friend and foe was blurry. It of course did nothing to help ease her suspicion or concern about trusting Franklin but it at least felt genuine.

At worst it helped bolster her need to be cautious.

Abegail looked to where Franklin indicated and then began to look around her. For years now Abegail had grown convinced that someone was always watching whenever she got involved in something. She did not think now was any different.

She stood just behind Franklin and waited for things to unfold, her eyes subtly watching the areas and people around her.
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Charlotte chuckled, "Do not fret Dr Rivers. The room has a couch and I can make do with sleeping on it. I would never want you to feel..." Her hand trailed on the back of Walter's shoulder. "Uncomfortable or compromised."

She glanced into his suitcase. "My, my you are quite good at packing but I guess with how much traveling and adventuring you have done that should not surprise me." She stepped in closer to him to see in his suitcase.

Turning, Charlotte pressed herself lightly against Walter. "My bags are waiting for me to pick up at my hotel. We can leave and head right there. I have a car waiting outside if this is acceptable with you Dr Rivers."

Her voice was soft and she looked at Walter's face as she talked. His earlier movement away from her still irked her and Charlotte wanted his attention back. She was used to calling the shots and having others follow.

"Alright?"

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The man pretending to be Franklin's contact at the airport approached the couple. "Franklin, its good to see you again. Come on, the hanger with the forklift is over here to the left." With that brief introduction Franklin and Abigail followed the man to the smaller hanger to the left of the airport.

The doors of the hanger were open wide, there was nothing inside the smaller hanger, save for the forklift spoken about in the preperations. "You have one hour to get the cargo off of that plane." Warned the contact as he pointed toward the aircraft.

The DC-4 was a few hundred feet from the set of hangers, it had been left unguarded and the pilot wasn't due to arrive at the airport for several more hours.

The device had been loaded upon the plane in complete secrecy by an unknown party. This suggested to Klaus that the original plans for the device, which Abigail had seen within the folder that Klaus had given to her, were discovered and smuggled out of Germany by a secret order of some type, rather then by Nazi agents.

What Klaus had told Abigail about him meeting Walter as a fellow member of a secret lodge was a complete fabrication. Klaus had no informants in Occult circles, most of his knowledge of the occult black market revolved around paramilitary associations.

"Ill get the forklift." Franklin said before walking over to the 3000 pound machine.

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Walter was primed to begin the adventure to discover and retrieve the fabled Dragon's Teeth, this was clearly reflected in his reaction to Charlotte's proposal.

"That's perfect fine with me. So, shall we go."

He still had questions to ask, but he decided to let that go for the time being. Walter broke off the close contact which he and the blond shared at that moment, making his way to the front door Walter opened it and then turned back.

"You coming?" Said Walter in a heightened and excited tone.

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Abegail moved with Franklin into the hangar as he focused on the man he was meeting. She kept watch, looking for those who might be lying in wait.

Abegail moved to the side, nodding curtly to Franklin as he said he would go get the forklift. She was glad he was going to do it as she had no idea how to operate the large machine. She wondered again how she was to be of use in this little adventure. Choosing to play lookout she put her small bag in the corner, taking the gun out and slipping it into her coat pocket as she did so. Abegail moved to a spot where she could easily see anyone coming towards them. She listened for the sound of the forklift.
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Charlotte preferred it when Walter was excited as he paid better attention to her and asked less questions. She needed him to yield to her desires in this, not his own devices. She followed him to the front door. Watching him get ever more excited.

'Of course Dr Rivers."

She moved past him and out into the street where a car with a driver waited for her. Charlotte walked towards it and quickly slipped inside. "Hotel and then airport. Say nothing to him do you understand?" She ordered the driver in Russian. The man nodded his agreement. She looked out the window to where Walter was exiting the house and she assumed locking the door behind him.

When he entered the vehicle, Charlotte smiled. "Off we go Dr Rivers. Since we will be both rooming and working together please, call me Charlotte. It is a pleasure to have you as a part of my small team working on locating the dragon's teeth. Your work is legendary and impressive and I just knew you were the man I needed to find." Charlotte looked away coyly, glancing back at Walter with slightly flushed cheeks. "You might say I am an admirer of yours Dr Rivers."

She adjusted in her seat. "The car is taking us to the hotel very briefly, they have my bags at the front desk and then onto the airport. We will be in Bulgaria by morning. There are a few short layovers and one switching of our plane before we arrive."

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Franklin's "German contact" meandered up to Abigail as she stood guard eying her partners movements.

"I hope you are able to get the device off of the plane in time, I cant keep it here indefinitely." The stranger said as he stepped beside her.

The man's intention was first to gain her confidence, but more importantly to relieve Abigail of the gun which she possessed, for she no doubt had one on her person.

Klaus had guessed as much and when Abigail was less attentive to their communications with one another Klaus had instructed his secret partner to take the necessary precautions.

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Abegail pressed her lips together, forming them into a straight line. Her hand wrapped around the handle of the gun in her pocket and she nodded to the man. She was not overly enthused with him approaching her, let alone speaking to her.

She eyed him warily. "I am sure he knows what he is doing." Abegail's eyes scanned the airport in front of her but her body was tense as he settled in beside her. She did not want him there, she did not know him and the less contact she had with anyone in this operation the better.

Abegail moved away as if she was watching some unseen movement in the shadows. A ploy as she simply wished to be away from the man. Her head turned to look to where Franklin was working with the forklift.

"Take it off the plane and then sit with it in hiding....stupid idea Abby." She could almost hear Walter's voice in her head. "Ye bastard, ye better be alive when this is done and a damn good excuse for being kidnapped." Abegail scolded the imaginary voice in her head.
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The car pulled up to the hotel and Charlotte smiled sweetly. "I will be but a moment." She stepped out of and headed into the hotel. Once inside she approached the desk, received her waiting bags and placed a quick call. Everything was still as planned her check in confirmed. She and Dr Rivers would arrive, be set up at the hotel. She would drill him for information on the teeth and more along the way and then, he would help her get them.

Charlotte smiled, picked up her bags and headed back out to the waiting car.

In the vehicle, the driver did as instructed. He sat stoically, quietly and waited. He made no conversation with Walter and did not even acknowledge his presence.

Charlotte slid into her seat again, her small suitcase placed at her feet. "Alright, we are ready for the next adventure."

She reached out and took Walter's hand, giving it a small squeeze. "Very exciting isn't it?" She blushed and placed her hand back in her lap.

The car drove on to the airport.

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The two pronged forklift was positioned near the midsized 1940's DC-7, this 56 seat airliner had been converted to a simple cargo plane. The over-sized door which had been built for this purpose was wide open, allowing the forks of the 3 ton machine to slip into the aircraft with the greatest of ease.

Unfortunately, the crate which Abigail and Klaus sought after was merely one of several such items, Klaus would have to remove several crates before he could even get near the one containing the prize. As it turned out, the crate which they were after had been loaded into the cargo-hold last, and so Klaus was forced to remove every single create from the plane.

Little did Abigail know, this seemingly unfortunate snag in the proverbial carpet, had been arranged by Klaus' contact; the mysterious man who had meandered up to Abigail. Then next thing to catch Abigail off guard was the unexpected, yet all too familiar sound of gunfire.

With the gunfire came the well rehearsed surprise on the faces of Klaus and his German friend-It had all been pre-arranged to go down in this manner.

"I thought we had an hour!" Franklin screamed at the top of his lungs, although his words failed to break through the intense gunfire, they were clearly understood, as something had certainly gone wrong with Franklin's plan.

"At least we know who it was that had loaded the crate aboard the DC-7." Came words of obviously wisdom from the rather dull looking man to Abigail's left.

"Please Miss, we must board the plane. I shall take you and Franklin out of harms way. Please come with me." The black clad man shouted before running toward the DC-7.

"Franklin! never mind that, get aboard I'm flying you and the professor to safety."

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Abegail was extremely confused. "Guns...but..." She looked around. She couldn't see anyone in particular or identify where the shots were coming from exactly.

She heard Franklin yell, sort of. His voice carried but the words were garbled under the heavy fire. Abegail ducked down and ran for the closest cover.

"What the hell is goin' on?" She screamed at Franklin, knowing he likely couldn't hear her.

Her eyes darted to the other man. He told her to come and ran towards the plane. Exasperated and scared, her hand still wrapped around her gun in her pocket she followed.

Thanking her sensible nature and her flat shoes, Abegail made it to the plane as Franklin was order in. Gritting her teeth, a quick look over her shoulder and she followed into the metal bird.

"Where are ye taking us now? Ye expect ta just fly this out of here?" She glanced from the "pilot" to where she had entered the plane. "Donna just sit there do somethin' before they shoot us full of holes!"

Abegail crouched by one of the remaining crates. "Franklin, I hope ta the saints ye have a plan."
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The driver took Walter and Charlotte to the airport. Once there Charlotte stepped out, carried her bag and headed inside. She found the desk that she needed, procurred the waiting tickets and handed Walter's to him.

"Ready Dr Rivers?"

Charlotte smiled, linked her arm with Walter's and led him to the line up for their flight.

Once they had boarded and settled in Charlotte yawned. "The excitement has caught up to me. I do hope you do not mind if I doze a bit." She closed her eyes, not waiting for a response. Charlotte purposely let her head loll to the side, resting on Walter's shoulder.

Inwardly she smiled. No man had resisted her charms before and she would do whatever it took to keep Walter focused on only her and her mission.

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Abigail was understandably concerned as to how they would get out of this latest sticky situation, she was no stranger to well laid plans turning to hairy problems without a moments warning. This time however things seemed particularly bleak, gazing out the small window Abigail could see a line of heavily armed men standing at the open face of the hanger.

Franklin looked out a window also, but he had very different reasons, he was concerned that people who he had hired to carry out this hoax might jeopardize its authenticity. Seeing that everything was fine Franklin turned his attentions to the far end of the hanger, it was closed off with no exit-He would make one.

"Did you set the charges!" Franklin called to the German man who had just settled himself in the pilots seat.

"I have Sir." The man replied, pulling the ignition device from his coat pocket, he pointed, pressed, and then released the switch.

"Go!" Franklin shouted just as the explosives ripped a sizable hole in the back of the hanger, the entire back portion of the hanger fell to the ground.

"Take off, now" Franklin called out in his best "Scared to hell" imitation.

The plane started off toward the additional opening provided by the explosives. For whatever reason the armed soldiers made no attempt to chase the plane down or even fire a single shot at the unarmed DC-7.


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Walter didn't quite expect the blonds forwardness, in fact it was kind of a turn off, though perhaps more of a mixture between turn off and male-ego on the level of guilty pleasure. Not that he was fumbling before exceptionally beautiful woman, which she certainly was.

It was going to be a bit of flight, so Walter settled back and maintained their current.......seating stance, if you would.

Within a brief time a slight pain returning to his head, the residual effect of the bump to the head that he had suffered.

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Her frowned deepened. Men stood, blocking the exit out. Abegail gripped the closest object, her knuckles turning white. Her mind whirled with plans. How to get off the plane, with the crate. How to avoid the men...it all seemed so incredbily hopeless. "I wish you were hear Walter."

Franklin's voice turned her attention. “Charges?” She spoke out loud but both men were preocupied. Abegail's worry again went back to confusion. “Charges? Who sets charges for what we were supposed to be doing?” It made no sense to Abegail. “If we were taking the crate and then waiting it out why would you set charges? Unless....”

Her eyes narrowed and she watched both men very carefully. Her hand gripped the butt end of her gun. She was even more wary of them now. "What is going on and what have I gotten myself into?" In front of them explosions rocke the wall and it crumbled in debris and smoke. The plane rocked from the blast, Abegail waivered slightly on her feet.

The plane moved, the engine roaring as the man piloted it out through the newly blown open hole. Abegail held on tightly. Her eyes moved to Franklin. He seemed worried enough but..Abegail shook her head. There were questions in need of answers. They would wait until they were safely off the ground.

Her head turned back to look out the window at the armed men who had been aiming for them. “Something isn't right here.” Abegail had been in plenty of situations, plenty, that involved guns and soldiers and people trying to stop her from getting whatever it was the she was chasing down. She had never witnessed a group of armed men simply stand there as a plane took off. They didn't even try to stop them.

Her eyebrow raised as she stared at the backs of Franklin and his contact's heads. The plane was lifting off the ground now.

“That was a lucky getaway. Smart to set those charges. Almost like you knew..”

Her voice was calm and steady, her fingers around her gun though it remained in her pocket.
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Charlotte 'woke' a short time later, giving a small sigh. She gently lifted her head from Walter's shoulder. Her eyes opened slowly, lashes fluttering in her mock stirring. She looked up at Walter, a slow realization coming to her eyes. Slowly, she moved her head from his shoulder.

“Oh my, Dr Rivers. I am sorry to have fallen asleep on you.”

Her pale cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Her fingers smoothed her hair as she sat back up. Her head tilted as she looked Walter over. “Are you alright? We will be landing soon enough to switch planes and then it is on to Bulgaria.”

Charlotte wondered if she had chosen the right man for this mission. She had been told that he was smart, quick, adventurous and industrious. She wondered if it was all still true.

Her hands folded neatly in her lap as she looked him over, a look of concern on her face.

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The DC-7 had successfully achieved flight and was now up in the blue, cloudless skies over Germany, they had escaped the onslaught of gunfire, non of the bullets seeming to have reached their targets, an unusual occurrence which spoke volumes to Abigail's suspicious.

As far as Klaus was concerned his plan had succeeded. Abigail certainly never gave the impression of someone who had figured out a great conspiracy, as they had been airborne for over an hour, without so much as a raised question from the scholar

-Things were going as planned!

Klaus suddenly dropped his phony British accent, turning to face Abigail, who could immediately see the change in the man, his expressions going from a good Ole' Chap, to that of a bloody Nazi.

"Well now, doktor McHugh." Quickly pulling out his own handgun from the side-pocket of his flight jacket.

"You have expressed your confusion as to the reasons for your presence in this adventure. It is simple really. I am double-crossing my associate, who as we speak is traveling with Walter.....No! We never had him as a prisoner, he was recovering from a blow on the head, we just took a few photos of him. He made a quick and full recovery after the incident, even feeling well enough to catch a flight with my colleague Charlotte Bergmann....A double agent like myself."

Klaus stood up, continuing to speak as he walked toward the back of the plane.

"They will find their own prize, Charlotte will turn on your friend, he will do away with her a secure his prize. Then we shall use you as ransom to get the item from him. Then, I shall possess two of the greatest weapons mankind will ever have the misfortune to see being put to use."

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Franklin turned to face her. She could tell there was something different about the man before he opened his mouth. Abegail's hand gripped her gun tighter. The moment the accent hit her ears Abegail sneered. She couldn't help it. He pulled the gun and she immediately took a step back.

Her eyes narrowed, her angry bubbling and in danger of bursting forth. “A double cross, Walter traveling with his associate, bump on the head...Charlotte.” Abegail remembered the name. The woman who mailed her the letter, called her home and who appeared at Walter's house. “Ye right arse ye dinna listen ta me at all.” She cursed Walter silently. She knew that woman was going to be trouble and to find out now that both she and Walter were set up and being used against each other made the Irishwoman steam.

Abegail barked a harsh laugh. “Ransom me? You think Walter is just going to hand you over whatever it is that they are going after for me?” Abegail stepped back again. “You think I am just going to let you hold me hostage? Let you ransom me or do you think I would let him give up something valuable for me?” She laughed again.

Her breath slipped out through her nose, “You are sadly mistaken Mr, whatever your name is. I will never let that happen.”

Abegail pulled her gun out of her pocket, aiming it at Franklin. “I am not some meek woman who will be pushed around and used.”

She watched him very carefully. Both had guns, both knew better than to shoot them in and aircraft but neither appeared willing to back down. “I will not help you set up Walter.”
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Their plane began to descend.

Charlotte smiled, concern still clouding her face. “This is our layover Dr Rivers. Would you like a bite to eat? Perhaps a drink or something for your head?”

The plane touched down. The passenger's rocking with the less than smooth landing. Charlotte cursed in Russian under her breath. A slender hand pushed back a few loose blonde strands of her hair.

As the aircraft stopped Charlotte stood. “Well now, shall we?”

She smiled sweetly down at the still sitting Walter.