Prologue
Damp, was all she could feel, she could taste it in the air, feel the cold she had to get away and now. "Aww" a jagged piece of concrete she thought, she refused to be caught though. (Get up solider get up now Mona Now!) She thought to herself Thump Thump. She heard the heavy footsteps, coming towards her "no no", she whispered as she began to crawl trying to get away she wouldn't be captured she had worked to be recaptured by this monster. "Come now little priestess, you are a warrior priestess are you not? You should want to fight as your patron goddess fights." His footsteps came closer to her; she felt her way to a corner that she was certain he had not known about or so she hoped she wouldn't be found he couldn't find her she wouldn't give up. The pain was unbearable; the pain in her head alone reminded her of a tsunami. "It's game over for you priestess soon the master will have your goddess's and then end will come!" Mona groaned again who on earth is their goddess? She took one more deep breath before the monster she thought she had escaped had latched onto her. "Nnnnnnnoooooooooooooo please no let me go please don't kill me I don't want to die!" she tried to struggle but the fight was out of her. "What a waste," a voice stated coldly. "Forgive me master." "You are fine dispose of the body the soldiers of the goddess will have to summon her now, you have done well midiron." With that the master turned around and walked away to complete the plans for the destruction of the Lucky goddess. (Now the games begin again.) He thought to himself soon he would have the goddesses of night and day. And revenge would be his.
"Walk this way talk this way!" her phone's incessant ring broke through her desperate need for sleep. (Ok its official I am building that time machine and hunting down Mr. Graham-Bell and gutting him!) She groaned as she searched for her blue tooth. "Where are you, you rotten, little bugger" Jinx muttered grumpily, she continued to hunt for her device her phone was buried in her sheets. "Ah" "woof" a deep bark sounded offended her hound looked up" forgive me your majesty but where did you hide my blue tooth?" the basset hound sighed puffing her cheeks out, "fine Sadie fine. Ahah found ya you rotten little piece of techno heaviness'" she quickly grabbed it and stuck it into her ear, and answered hoping it was a wrong number. "Cortez" "Jinx what took you?" (Oh no oh no, please tell me that this is not who I think it is.) Jinx thought with a groan. "Gibbs you have better not is calling me at two stinking thirty in the morning here in California!" she snarled out as tripping over her sheets as she made her way to her kitchen (juice or booze juice or booze) she thought moodily "you better not be getting booze kid, and yes I forgot about the time difference but since when do you sleep?" she slammed the refrigerator door harder than she intended "unlike you mar. Boat maker I do need more than three hours of sleep a month. I have a life that does not include you feebs." Jinx knew she was being childish but at this point it did not matter (maybe that will get him to be a little more polite, but then again it is Gibbs and a sarcasm war will not do me any good specially with how tired I am) Jinx sighed before she began to speak to the NCIS agent she loved like a father figured and loathed all at the same time.
"Alright Gibbs what do you need." "We need you to come to Quantico, and soon." (Ok I was not expecting that something about Callen's and mine's last fight yes expecting actually hopping for this no way in hell.) She thought numbly "Gibbs please tell me you are joking please I already have a delivery that I need to take there, but I really don't want to you cannot be serious I only agreed to this delivery because of the client." She whispered sitting down on one of the bar stools staring at her cranberry juice suddenly vodka and cranberry juice sounded really really good right now. "Have you been watching the news lately kid?" Gibbs evaded the question with one of his own a spatiality of Leroy Jethro Gibbs. "No not really Gibbs I've been busy some mergers that will help my business grow and this latest transportation request." Cortez felt a ball of steel beginning to for in her throat. "Why what is going on?" "6 navy and marine soldiers 8 civilians all women have been missing or found dead, no clues yet only a cd left with the bodies." "And why do you need me you have McGee, Abby." "We are also working with the FBI Jinx." And with just that statement the jawbreaker steel ball in her throat grew to softball portion within a few seconds. "NO Gibbs no freaking way if I'm caught working with her I'm doomed and the higher ups." "The higher ups have abolished the contract we need your help, Penelope needs your help." Gibbs stated with as much emotion as he was known for. "Gibbs I have a young girl that I need to transport to Quantico to Penelope, to be exact. Look I will be there as soon as I can I have to now Gibbs." "Alright Jinx be careful though alright?" "Ya be careful famous last words from you Gibbs" with that jinx ended the call and stared out her window wondering how in the world her life had to get more complicated.