I do not own G.I JOE , but I wish I did!
Prologue-
"She is but a confused creature with whom I have been erroneously linked….."
The hair brush smashed in the bathroom mirror with an audible crack. The glass veined out in a spider web of cracks that did not fall out, but rather stayed in place. The woman looked at her reflection on the center of the web, her distorted image coming at her in various sizes.
He had broken her heart for the last damn time!
But she had taken her revenge.
O, how sweet it had been. To take what he loved most and reduce it to a pile of rubble before his infernal eyes. The priceless look on his face when she revealed herself, amid the charred ruins of his ancestral home.
The twinge of guilt made her mad. It was a cold, dead place. They didn't even live in it any more.
Had that relatively new castle just round the loch. The world was better off without it.
She was better off.
She tied her robe in place and strolled to the bed. Her celebratory bottle of wine sitting half drank there on the end table. She was here at the inn. Leaving this afternoon was pointless. Better to go tomorrow.
She closed her eyes as she sat down and remembered his face.
Shock, anger.
And hurt. He had been hurt that she had done it. She had destroyed his home. And themselves in the process.
She felt the rage rise up again. SHE was the one who was hurt. SHE was the one he professed to love, but ran around on exceedingly more and more! SHE was the victor.
Yes she had finally won. Caused him the pain he had been causing her for all these years!
She had won!
She curled up in a ball in the center of the bed, and the winner sobbed her heart out.
Alone, in that damn hotel room.