This is my first fanfic, if you like or not please review, if you hate it, I don't need nasty comments so find some other way to contact me. I absolutely love Snake Eyes but I don't own him or any of the G.I. Joe characters, I only own my OC Jazmin Kimora
I looked at my drawing with satisfaction. The colors evenly flowed and blended so well with each other, you'd think you were looking right at it in person. I always had the knack of painting my dreams, it helped me try to remember certain things about my previous life, like my drawing of the woods; I must have lived by a forest or something. It's not the best way of remembering things, but it's the best way I can. I would draw one thing significant from my dreams and draw it into my sketchbook. Often times I would go back to them to see if I could jog any more "secret" memories but I just can't. They all seemed so vivid that I just knew they couldn't be just dreams, they had to be something real…they had to.
I carefully closed my leather bound sketchbook, placing it in my grey and white duffel bag. I opened it once more to make sure I had all that I needed; my workout clothes, my sparring sneakers, my fingerless gloves, and my sketchbook.
Hmm, what else do I need? I thought to myself. I glanced around the room making a mental checklist in my head. Oh, there you are I said to myself as I picked up my black and gold mask from the chair. I put it on, gently tucking my hair into the mask and away from my face. I looked into my light hazel eyes. Today they looked like a deep golden color, complimenting the three gold stripes running down and around the eye of the mask. I stood motionless, carefully surveying myself in the mirror.
They can't know so no messing up… silently pleading with myself to make sure I keep this a secret. If they found out I, a woman, was the one fighting, they'd kill me, literally. I won't give them that chance, I have rent I need to pay, and without this fighting money, I'm on my way out of this place in a week. "I need that money…: I whispered to myself, and im going to get it! I thought, clenching my fists.
I pulled off the mask, carefully placing it in my bag. I looked at myself one last time in the mirror, staring at my high, messy French braid, my spaghetti strap white tank, and my favorite black sweats and running shoes. I took a long deep breath. "Im ready" I breathed out. I slung my duffel bag over my shoulder and walked out the door, heading to the place where I would soon choose my fate.
**Earlier at the Pit**
"Cover Girl" General Hawk yelled from his office, "Get me the Alpha Dogs." Hawk took a sip of his coffee and put the file down on his desk, eyeing the picture of the subject. "What do they want with you…" he murmured to himself. He studied the contents in the folder for about 10 minutes before the rest of the members of the Alpha team arrived in his office.
Scarlett, Breaker, Snake Eyes, Duke, and Ripcord were all waiting patiently for instructions. "Jazmin Kimora" Hawk said, taking another sip from his coffee. Snake tensed up at the sound of the name, recognizing it immediately. "Do any of you know that name?" General Hawk asked. "Um no sir" Ripcord answered. "Well you better learn it because she's our new recruit" Hawk said looking up at them.
"But sir, why do you need us here, recruitment isn't our department" Scarlett asked confused. "Because…we need her on our side" hawk said patiently. "We've had this girl under surveillance for quite some time now, but little did we know we weren't the only ones. James McCullen was keeping a very close eye on her as well, sending his men to keep her under constant watch. Luckily we were able to keep our cover" Hawk lifted up the file, showing her picture. "She's an underground fighter at a rundown New York City warehouse. She poses herself as 'Ghost' to hide her true female identity. I need you to go over there and bring her here before she is taken into Cobra's clutches." Hawk said standing up.
Scarlett passed around the picture. "The reason I am sending you 5 is because I am almost certain that you'll run into cobra while you're over there." Hawk said looking at them sternly. Snake Eye paused on the picture, looking at the young woman in the picture. "Now," Hawk said, snapping Snake Eyes out of his trance. "Are you 5 up for this?" Hawk ordered. All 5 of them straightened up and said "yes sir!" "Alright" Hawk ordered. "Get to the air base, you leave immediately." They all turned around and began to head out.
"Snake Eyes" Hawk called out. Snake turned around quickly. "Take the picture; you're the only one who has the ability to get her here." Snake Eyes nodded his head and walked out, hustling to the airbase. General Hawk sighed and sat back down in his chair, taking another sip of coffee, unaware of the truth lying in Snake Eyes mind.