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I'm crazy for writing two stories at once, but this will be a rather short story; I don't expect more than 15-20 chapters at most. It starts after the remaining Joes return with Roadblock to his old stomping grounds, and introduces you the the OC. Reviews are much appreciated, as there is once again, no beta reader, and my first time writing in the GI JOE verse. Enjoy!
Home sweet home for now for Cathrine Blac was a hollowed out air conditioning unit on top of an abandoned and crumbling three story building in the slums just outside the hubbub of Washington D.C. It was her first ever haunt, one that she had cleaned out and stayed in for at least four years when she had first been kicked out of her home. It was all cobwebs and dust, but the furniture she had lugged up the fire escape was still here, as well as some old clothes that, to no surprise, still fit.
It's not that she wanted to return to D.C., she had been called back by some old pals. Growing up and around this neighborhood had never been easy, but her skill set had made life a little easier and found her a few friends for life. Whenever they needed a favor, she was always willing to help, even it took her two days to run to them. Stoop had called this time, and it had sounded urgent; that what led her back to the old stomping grounds.
Cathrine finished sorting through her backpack and slipped on some gear, her regular running tank and stretchy polyester pants, with her sturdy shoes finishing off the deal. Her smart phone and other essentials were strapped into her backpack in heavy padding, keeping them safe in case of a fall or a roll.
"Okay, here we go. Haven't seen Stoop in two years, but a favor is a favor. You made a promise, Cat," she murmured, giving herself a little pep talk before jumping and catching the edge of the opening to her hideout, pulling herself out to stand on top. The sun was starting to make its way over to the horizon, and Cat began her run, knowing she would be late if she didn't hurry. Stoop was on his usual corner, and she still remembered that it was four blocks away. She hopped on two feet before beginning to run, the edge of her rooftop coming up quickly. This was an easy leap, and she hit the next rooftop running. At this one she climbed a drainpipe to reach higher ground, before vaulting over a railing and rolling when she hit the next rooftop. The last few were so close together that they were mere skips to cross the gaps, but no doubt lethal if a misstep occurred. But she was sure footed, and Cat's trust in her feet never faltered as they carried her over buildings toward her destination.
She slowed to a walk, and then slid onto her belly and wiggled to the edge as she heard Stoop threatening someone. She wasn't a fighter, and was only half-assed on a firearm; her stealth and speed were her only weapons, and if this turned into an altercation, she'd be the first one out and the first one back with help. But Cat felt her stomach drop happily into her toes when she saw who Stoop was speaking with. She knew he couldn't be dead; the media was full of lies.
Scooting backwards, she stood back up and gave herself a running start, leaping from the building to Stoop's truck, landing in the bed of the truck and leaping over the side, before flinging herself at Roadblock, arms wrapping tightly around him in as big of a hug as she could give him.
"I knew you were alive, you stubborn bastard." Cat pulled away, smiling slightly. It was then she noticed the two Desert Eagles pointed at her, ans she jumped back behind Stoop so fast that his hair whooshed back from the wind.
"At ease, you two, come on, we established this." Roadblock fixed them with a look, and the weapons were put away, and Cat slunk back out cautiously.
"Sorry Block, she just... dropped out of the sky, literally." A young man spoke up from his left, shoving hands in his pockets.
Roadblock let out a loud laugh. "She does that. Flint, Lady Jaye, this is Cathrine Blac, codenamed Panther. She specializes in reconnaissance, speed and stealth."
"That's all though," Stoop spoke up from behind her, crossing his arms over his hulking chest. "Marvin, I called her back because I thought you would need her, don't you put her in the line of fire, you hear me?"
"I hear you, I hear you, Stoop. I've known her longer than you."
"I am still here, and I know my own limits." Cat stepped forward, offering a hand to Flint and Lady Jaye to shake, before turning back to Roadblock. "Nice to meet you both. What do you need me to do?"
"Panth, if you could scout the area, be our eyes and ears on the streets and the roof..." Cat held up a hand to Roadblock, stopping him.
"Say no more, Block." She ran to he fire escape, powering up it and pulling herself up onto the roof again before looking down and waving to the group. "Race you to your new Pit!"