Trinity Jinx | By : jennaraven Category: +G through L > G.I. Joe Views: 1855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Trinity made her demands to the world the next day. Many of the businesses were to put themselves under the control of Extensive Enterprises. The countries were ordered to pay them tribute. America was ordered to Disband Gi Joe. The Joes were ordered to pack up their things and leave the base until further notice. Many of them tried to get regular jobs; most of them went to their hometowns. The governments were giving in to Cobra’s demands. For all practical purposes they had won.
Within the ranks of Cobra dissention was rampant. Partly because of the incident on TV. Partly because Trinity had kept her word about uncooperative countries. Those that openly defied her got it the worst. Trinity ordered the bodies sent home, in pieces. One Arabian sultan, who had been planning a rescue, found his son’s head delivered to his door in a box.
With in Cobra it was no better though, instead of being on top of the world the terrorists were living in fear. In their own base. Her whims were unpredictable, one minute she was happy the next she was ordering someone flogged.
Zandar was the only one who seemed to weather all of her storms with no damage. To him she was sweetness and light. She treated him like gold, buying him presents almost daily, but even he was bothered by her viciousness.
The commander was afraid of her, where once he had welcomed her. The only one who thought she was still great was Zandar and the twins. Or at least one of the Twins, Tomax thought she was wonderful. Of course that was because he was sleeping with her.
Xamot Didn’t like her, she gives me the creeps he had once told his brother. His brother was too busy gloating over their growing business monopoly. To pay attention to his fears. Xamot decided to go for a walk down to that little deli on the corner of First and Birch for a sandwich.
There seemed to be an awful lot of homeless people on the street. He noticed as He rounded the corner anticipating a delicious sub sandwich, and stopped short in shock. The windows were boarded up and a sign said gone out of business. “Hey mister can you spare some change?” said a woman next to him.
Xamot turned an angry rebuff on his lips; he was pulled up short when he recognized the beggar. ”Lady Jay?” he said in shocked disbelief. “Yes” she answered dazedly. Xamot eyed her closely, she was obviously homeless. She looked so dejected that in spite of the fact that she used to be an enemy he felt sorry for her. “Come on let me buy you something to eat,” he said.
She looked at him quizzically, surprised by his kindness and wondering if it was some sort of trick. He saw her apparent uncomfortable ness and realized the reason. “I won’t hurt you,” he said gently. Besides he needed someone to talk to.
Ever since the kidnappings and the apparent success of Trinity’s plan. Their business had been growing rapidly. The increase had left his brother and most times himself very busy. Then when Tomax started going to the island, and staying for days at a time. He had started to act more distant. He could guess what was going on between them, the soreness and the scratches were a dead give away. Which was weird because she seemed to be in love with Zandar.
He found a fast food place, one of the few food establishments that were still open. He bought them a meal, not his first choice of restaurants but apparently the only one. She sat there munching on her meal and watching him warily. “Jay can I talk to you about something?” Jay swallowed and nodded yes. “I’m just” he started, great I don’t know where to begin. Jay sensed his distress and reached out and touched his hand. He swallowed “it just seems that me and my brother are drifting away from each other.” He said there it was out.
She looked up at him and asked, “Why do you think that is?” “It’s her, Trinity, she’s evil” Said Xamot Jay raised her eyebrows a cobra talking about evil. “I mean look around us jay this used to be a thriving neighborhood, now look at it,” he said. She nodded visibly saddened by what he was saying.
He took her nod as an excuse to continue. He just let it pour out, everything that had been building up inside came out like water rushing over a dam. “I mean look at your own situation” he started to say then paused. Lady Jay bit back the tears that were forming, why did he have to remind her. As if I can’t already stop thinking about flint as it is. Oh shit shouldna said that he thought as he watched her bite her bottom lip to keep from crying.
He scooted closer to her and put his arms around her shoulders. “It’s ok,” he whispered into her hair “forgive me, I’m such an idiot some times,” he said holding her close. “Come on” he said “let’s get out of here”. She nodded still clinging to his hand but gradually gaining control of herself. He led her out the door and down the block. They had a small condo in this area, since it was near the office. His brother never went there though, so Xamot usually had it to himself.
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