Dark winter | By : jennaraven Category: +G through L > G.I. Joe Views: 1719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Flint radioed Shipwreck to make sure he was in position. Shipwreck was walking down the hall in a janitor uniform. The manager of Jentech had called them earlier, seems they were suspicious of a new employee. They called G.I. Joe when one of Cobras affiliate companies showed up on an invoice. The executive put two and two together and didn’t like the picture. The device on the invoice was one of their newest. It was supposed to relieve tectonic stress on fault lines by causing minor quakes. It was supposed to be used in Japan the following week. Unfortunately those plans had to be put on hold when several terrorist groups tried to buy then steal it. In the hands of terrorists like Cobra it would be used for destruction not to help people as intended. The Joes had agreed and set up this ambush. Hoping to put Zartan and the Dreadnoks behind bars for good. As well as to prevent the disaster of letting the device fall into Cobra hands. All the team was in position; all they were waiting for was Zartan.
They got into the building relatively easy. The keys and codes Zarana provided worked perfectly. Zartan split up his people, sending Winter with Buzzer and Torch. Zarana and Zandar and Ripper stayed with him. Never good to have all your eggs in one basket he reasoned. Zarana and Zandar were the first to spot the Joes. They exchanged fire and then went to warn Zartan. Zartan ordered a retreat; he was already in the vault. This was obviously a trap because the device wasn’t here and the Joes were. Everyone managed to get out except Winter and Buzzer. Who were captured and quickly transferred to a holding cell at the Joe base.
Duke frowned at the file before him, a sweet young girls face continued to stare back at him. No criminal record, not even a freaking jay walking ticket. She was even the daughter of a freaking preacher.
Hell she even had an innocent sounding name, Angel. What the hell is she doing with the Dreadnoks? Since they captured her they had questioned her over and over, trying to figure out just that. Trying to get her to reveal something they could use, all they got was laundry directions and recipes for cookies. He had to admit the girls’ loyalty to her friends was admirable. They even tried to convince her that Cobra was evil, she laughed at them. No luck with any of it, the other Dreadnoks, what’s his name Buzz saw. Duke couldn’t remember was remaining quiet as well.
In truth they had nothing to hold the girl on. Without any prior record or even an actual crime they couldn’t keep her. “The only thing she’s technically guilty of is breaking and entering,” said Flint in exasperation. He had just come from another conversation with Angel or Winter as she insisted on being called. “Unless you count bad taste in friends,” said Duke “unfortunately not a crime,” said Flint.
“Plus she is a minor, legally we have to release her to her parents” said Flint. Duke sighed; he really didn’t like letting his only lead on Zartan walk, to Texas no less. Cobra had already sent lawyers demanding to see them both. Duke was stalling them up until now. Hell the only way he got the girl’s real name was off a missing kid list, the date on it almost a year ago. Another thing that bothered duke the girl had been with that warped band of miscreants that long.
“Anything new” asked Duke, hoping Flint had some good news to impart. “Scarletts’ in there trying to talk some sense into the girl” said Flint finishing the statement with a snort. Yeah like that’s going to happen. Not for the first time cursing those scum for corrupting an innocent girl. Duke leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes in frustration.
“The girls father will arrive in a couple of hours, were going to have to release her” Said Lady Jaye walking into the room. Duke frowned again, gee thanks for more bad news Jaye he thought. “Her father got the judge to sign a release order, we can’t hold her” said Flint sounding disappointed. “Scarlett having any luck?” asked Flint “not unless you count swearing and sarcasm as meaningful conversation” answered Jaye.
Duke swore himself under his breath “what about the Dreadnoks” asked Duke. Even though he knew the answer. “We’d have better luck getting kool aid out of a rock.” Said Jaye walking out the door. Buzzer paced the cell he was swearing damn them Joes that’s the eighth time they’ve been in Angel’s cell. He could hear what the Joe’s were saying about them. She obviously wasn’t buying it; he had to admire her stubbornness. Then he heard Jaye tell Scarlett that her father would be here soon. Buzzer swore again, damn it all after we spent all that time trying to get that girl to have some self-confidence. Those damn morons are sending her back to the exact same hell she was trying to escape from.
She had told the others what she had been running from in a rare moment of trust. They knew she saw them as family, and that she had feelings for Zartan. Buzzer kicked the partition around the toilet in the cell. He thought of the girl as a little sister, and Zartan was in love with her. No matter how hard the bloke pretended not to be. Funny thing that relationship, talk about opposites attracting.
That thought made him even sadder, on top of angry. Zartan was losing someone he cared about, poor bloke, yeah he was a hard ass but he was a friend. Well sort of, I have to do something, say something anything. Even if Winter never forgave him for this, if it got her free it was worth it. Buzzer took a deep breath steeling himself for what he was about to do. “Hey you, yeah you Joe”
Bazooka crossed his arms across his chest. What the hell did this moron want now? “I wanna talk to flim or duke or someone in charge” “why?” asked Bazooka suddenly suspicious. “Just do it Joe there’s no bloody time to wait” Bazooka snorted derisely but passed the message on to Scarlett as she was leaving Winter’s cell.
Scarlett passed on the message, just because it was unusual and the only time Buzz had said anything. Duke and Flint responded stopping outside of Buzzes cell. “Well you have something to tell me” said Duke “actually I have a bargain to offer,” said Buzzer “what kind of bargain?” Buzz swallowed I can’t believe I’m going to do this. “The girl’s freedom in exchange I’ll give you a full confession” said Buzz “the girl is being released to her parents “ said Flint “you can’t let her go back to them” “why not?” asked Duke, Curious all of a sudden.
Buzzer let out the breath he was holding, for give me Angel please he thought. “Cause their abusing her man, she has more freedom in these cells then she does at home” “abusing her how?” “Man her father is like a cross between David Koresh and Hitler, the guy beats her if she listens to music for crying out loud man” “I’m begging you release her on the street, just don’t let them take her”
“Why do you care?” asked Duke “isn’t it obvious, she’s a sweet caring person, she deserves better than that” Huh they both were taken aback was Buzz actually being unselfish. “Please man I’m begging you, don’t send that Angel into hell” Buzzer pleaded.
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