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Dark winter	By : jennaraven Category: +G through L > G.I. Joe Views: 1719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Dark winter
- 2-ch 2
- 3-chapter 3
- 4-ch 4
- 5-chapter 5
- 6-ch 6
- 7-ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-ch 9
- 10-ch 10
- 11-ch 11
- 12-ch 12
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- 9
- 10
Winter ch 9
“We should get dressed,” whispered Angel.”Yeah good idea” gasped Zarana back reaching off the side of the bed to grab the clothes. Zarana's’ hands found Angels’ clothes, so she passed them to her, and then reached again for her own. They slowly got redressed, still winded from their activities. Wow that was great thought Zarana, and to think she was a virgin.
Zartan hun if you aren’t smart enough to hold on to that I will smack you upside the head. They went downstairs together to get some breakfast. Angel walked into the kitchen to grab a soda, passing the boys who were arguing again. They stopped when they saw her outfit. Zartan lowered what he was reading and stared. Wow the girl had a body and a half. The outfit outlined every curve and left several parts beautifully bare. She walked past the boys like she didn’t even notice their open mouthed stares.
She came out of the kitchen a donut in one hand and a soda in the other. She plopped down in one of the recliners next to Zartan, who was still grinning at her. ‘Good morning angel, have a fun morning?” he said smiling at her. Angel blushed in response remembering their recent activities. She hoped he wouldn’t be mad if he ever found out. “Were going to have a guest later his name is Storm Shadow” “Storm Shadow? What a weird name” said Angel.
Zartan smiled better not tell him that. “He’s going to teach you how to fight”. “How to fight?” she answered puzzled. “Yes, I want you able to defend yourself” she nodded understanding his point. “This Storm Shadow is a friend of yours?” she asked curious about her proposed teacher. Well kind of sort of thought Zartan. “We will also be working with you, after all you’re a Dreadnok now” said Buzzer. “Yeah luv, we even got a new name for you,” said Ripper.
“A new name?” Angel asked curious “what you thought Buzzer, Ripper and Torch were our real names,” They teased. “Well not really” she answered. “Ripper stop dicking around and tell her the damn name man,” said Torch “I’m getting there’ he answered “it’s Winter” said Buzzer. “Buzzer you dick you said I could tell her they started arguing again, Angel sat there thinking about her new name.
She actually liked it, plus it would give her some animosity, that using her real name would not. “I like it” she said out loud, startling them mid punch. “You do?” said Ripper from underneath Buzzes knee. “Yes. I do, thank you boys,” she said. They started getting up; some of them were actually blushing. “Yur, welcome” said Ripper almost shyly. She chuckled shaking her head and then taking a sip of her soda. “What an interesting scene” said a new voice startling Angel mid drink.
She looked around the room, where the hell was he? she thought. Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she nearly jumped out of her skin. Standing directly behind her was a guy dressed all in white.”StormShadow?” she asked. He nodded yes and said to follow him outside. She set her soda down and followed a small lump of anticipation rising in her throat. They entered a small dirt area at the back of the house. Then Storm Shadow ordered her to attack him.
A second later she was lying in the dirt on her back. The rest of the day was like that. Storm Shadow showing her a few moves, and then landing her on her ass when she tried them. Storm Shadow finally called a halt six or seven hours later. She was tired, sore and just a little bit frustrated. Her mouth tasted like dirt and blood. She didn’t even know the lesson was over until Storm Shadow bowed. The girl could be taught, she was at least stubborn enough to get back up after her knocked down. She would need a lot of work, to make up for lack of experience. Essentially she was a blank slate; at least he didn’t have to reteach skills that were mistaught. With the others helping her as well she would learn quickly.
He promised to return tomorrow, then left. One minute he was there then the next he was gone. She didn’t even see him go. Angel/Winter stood slowly everything was sore as hell. Then she walked slowly towards the house, Zartan was sitting on the porch. As she passed he said, “You did good” “I got my ass kicked,” she answered He laughed “yes, but your still conscious” he said. She shook her head in response “I’m going to take a bath” she said going into the house. “Good I’ll show you how to shoot when you’re done.”
The next few days went like that, Storm Shadow in the morning, Zartan and the Dreadnoks in the afternoons and evenings. Then on the fifth day Angel/Winter actually managed to do a round house correctly. Storm Shadow didn’t block it this time and she connected with his jaw. “Oh my god, are you all right!” she asked the fallen Storm Shadow.
The Dreadnoks burst into laughter. “She finally manages to hit the blimy and she asks him if he’s all right” Buzzer laughed tears streaming down his face. The others laughing so hard all they could do is nod. Storm Shadow shook his head in disbelief and got back up. Ok, first time that’s ever happened. Never had a student or foe ask me if I was all right. He laughed in spite of himself, “again” he ordered.
He had to admit she was getting better as the days went by. Least she didn’t hit like a child. After all he was trying to jam about ten years worth of ninjitsu into a girl with no experience. She was a crack shot with a gun, and the Dreadnoks were teaching her how to throw a punch. What she lacked in experience she made up for in shear persistence. Zartan liked that; he loved a woman with spunk. She had to be hurting bad at the end of the day, but he got the impression she was enjoying this.
Winter/Angel lay on her bed; she was sore but satisfied with today’s work out. She seemed to be earning Storm Shadows’ respect finally. The guys were very encouraging; Ripper had told her that most people only last a few minutes with Storm Shadow. She had to admit the lessons weren’t easy and Storm Shadow was a ruthless teacher. He accepted no excuses and required her full effort, more than once she thought about quitting. The guys kept encouraging her to stay though. The lessons were doing wonders for her self-confidence and her figure. She had discovered rock in roll and put a streak of color in her hair. Zarana had helped her with the coloring, she choose blue, went with the theme. She had become less of a prude as Zarana had called her once. Zartan even seemed to accept her more now. The days ticked into months, Winters’ training never seemed to be completely done. Storm Shadow deemed her now worthy to have her own uniform thingy, in blue one of her favorite colors.
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