The council has decided, Krake is the new COBRA COMMANDER! But was it really the best idea?
With the new series coming out (Cobra Command) I have written my own version of what is yet to come with Krake as Commander! R&R
Krake sat upon his new throne, with a Cobra carved higher above his head in wood. The arm rests were covered with red smooth velvet, were his hands rested. A red cape pinned to his shoulder with an emerald medallion. Covered by a metal suit under the cape, he was fully protected from any unwanted intruders. Since his uniform was bullet proof, the enemy did not stand a chance if they wished to take him down. He leaned back in his throne, breathing in deeply. It felt good to be the new Cobra Commander.
After successfully winning the competition, all he wanted to do was rest. But he would not let it show. Much work needed to be done, including the new plans on how to take down GI JOE.
Patting his hand on the thrones side, Krake tapped his foot. The council was currently busy with other matters, Serpentor had mysteriously disappeared followed by Zartan. The Baroness was still healing from her injuries, with a broken arm and aching head from where Krake had hit her with the butt end of his gun. And Major Bludd, well he wasn't even looking at him. Krake didn't blame him though, he had stolen his place in the competition. He laughed at the thought, Bludd being the new Commander. The fool didn't know anything about being a leader, which made it easy for Krake to steal the spot.
The rooms walls were lined with windows on one side, which saw right into the training area, and where most of the tanks, and Krake's newest weapons were being held.
Everything looked right. As he leaned forward, the new Commander decided to begin assembling Cobra. He could sense a GI JOE attack at any minute, if they could find him. He wanted to be the first to attack. His weapons and tanks were almost invincible, there was no way GI JOE could stop them. But no, he wasn't going to use them on GI JOE, he was going to use them on the world.
Krake began thinking about this, he was about to bring Cobra up from the shadows. It would no longer be some terrorist group that no one knew about, no it would be feared. With him as leader. Cobra would follow him, no doubt, because the punishment he had come up with for betrayal was severe.
Adjusting the mask presented on his head, Krake stood up as his cape flapped behind him. He looked truly evil, as the emerald medallion glistened. 'Cobra will rise,' he thought. 'We will have power, and we will be feared!'
Krake finished his thought, then headed through the open doors of the Cobra throne room, his throne room. He liked the thought of that, he had his own throne room. As he paced the length of the hallway, with a Cobra printed along its floor, he glanced down at the elevator in front of him, and watch it ding, as the doors began to slide open. He began to wonder, only his throne room was on this floor and nothing else. He took in the thought of it being an assassin, as he reached for the gun in the holster attached to his leg. Pointing it at the opening doors, he placed his hand on the trigger. He quickly stopped, as a woman with a cast and long black hair exited. He expression was dull, with hints of anger upon seeing Krake. Tilting the gun to the side, Krake smiled under his mask. "Baroness,"
The Baroness glared, as she brushed past him. "Kra...Cobra Commander,"
Krake turned around, and stared at her confused. "You have no right to enter my throne room, especially when I am not present,"
The Baroness stopped, then looked at Krake from over her shoulder. "Who said I was going to the throne room? The is a room down the hallway, but obviously you wouldn't know. Since I am second in command there is a room for me personally,"
Krake smirked. "Who said you were second in command anymore?"
The Baroness stopped. "Excuse me?"
She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Was Krake really suggesting she was no longer second in command. She began to glare, as she swallowed deeply.
"You heard me, Baroness. I will pick the new second in command. Try to impress me, you may get to keep your position."
The Baroness had no reply to that, as she faced forward again, turning her back to Krake. She used to be second in command, whom everyone was scared of, they bowed to her. But now, she had to work her way up from Viper. This was an insult, she had worked so hard to become what she was, and now she was nothing.
Turning back, she stormed past Krake and back into the elevator, as she bumped her broken arm into the side, letting out a hiss of pain. Biting her lip, she readjusted her cast as Krake stepped into the elevator.
It was a long ride down, as a force of hate built a wall between the two. The Baroness didn't even bother to look at him, as Krake continued to smirk under his mask.
"I hope you know of my attack plans, Baroness. I will want you by my side,"
"That's the second in commands job," The Baroness snarled, a bit confused.
"Exactly," Krake smirked, as he looked upwards at the flashing lights showing which floors they were passing.
The Baroness froze and looked at Krake confused. Arching an eyebrow, she shook her head. "Your messed up."
Krake frowned. "I'd watch your tongue Baroness, I could have you killed,"
For the rest of the ride down, the two remained quiet as the doors opened on first floor. Pushing past the Baroness Krake stepped out, as the scrambling Cobra operatives froze, bowing to their leader. The Baroness followed behind him, making a quick turn before Krake had time to talk to her and down a dark hallway.
Krake walked into the morning sun, as it shined off his uniform. The breeze felt good, the base was boiling. Making his way over to a line of tanks, the Cobra Commander smirked.
"Have them ready by tomorrow,"
Almost instantly, a swarm of voices replied "YES COMMANDER!"
Krake continued his walk down the dust covered ground surrounded by barb wired fence and tall stone walls, shielding it from intruders.
Krake looked around at the piles of weapons, Cobra Vipers lined here and there. But his eyes glued onto something in the very back. A tank, designed for him. It was somewhat like the hiss tank and looked a lot like it but it included many more features. It was navy blue, with a Cobra symbol in the side. It was bigger and better then any Hiss with two gun turrets attached to the top.
Krake walked up to it, opening the door. As he crawled inside, he gaped in amazement at the way the tank had been developed. It was exactly how he wanted it, right down to the infrared sensor located right by the controls.
Getting out of the tank, he climbed to the top of it and stood up. Overlooking all the Cobra operatives surrounding him, Krake smiled. 'I am Cobra Commander,'