I don't own G.I. Joe but Charlotte is my character.
This takes place after the Cobra La battle.
No I will not be picking from the comics or any sequels after the battle of Cobra La just because the storyline became so stupid and lacking any since or reality.
Charlotte was walking alone as she always did while coming home from her job. It was such a beautiful day that she didn't see the point in driving. It was about six in the evening when she left the department store and journeyed home. The thirty minute walk didn't seem like much when she had her iPod fully charged. The music was turned up loud and she couldn't hear the thunder rolling.
A very light mist of rain began to fall and she looks up to see the clouds rolling in and the sky and it was growing darker very fast. She begins to walk faster, but the down pour begins. Charlotte runs to a nearby gas station and runs into the building. Looking outside her expression grow dim.
"This is just great; she grumbles."
Charlotte pulls her brush out of her bag and brushes her wet hair. The red and honey curls were damp and frizzy, but she remedies that quickly by pulling her hair back into a messy bun. Feeling her stomach growling she turns her attention to the freezer where it was filled with frozen treats. Walking over to the freezer she grabs a burrito and heats it up in the microwave. She fixes herself a large strawberry icy and walks over to pay for the items.
"Seven fifty; the man states dully."
She hands him her card and pays for her pathetic dinner. She takes her receipt and walks back over to the microwave to retrieve her burrito. She walks back by the counter and begins to eat while watching the rain come down.
As she watched the down pour a band of motorcycles all pull up. The wet band of men take refuge under the gas pump roof. Charlotte notices the group and turns away from their gaze. She had a feeling they were up to no good and she didn't want to be involved in it.
She walks away from the windows and stands in the back of the store by the coolers.
Under the roof was the notorious group once known as the dreadnoks. Zartan their leader looks around and walks in with his brother Zandar and Thrasher following him. The rest of the group slowly begins to trail behind them. Charlotte watches as the group begins to pool in and walk around the store. Zartan looks in her direction and studies her as she casually strolls over to the window watching the rain.
By now her burrito was gone and she was left with her drink. She could feel his piercing green eyes watching over her. He walks over to her and stands next to her.
"Are you trapped to; he questions"
Charlotte looks over at him puzzled.
"Trapped; she responds."
"The rain; Zartan answers. It's bad out tonight."
Charlotte looks back out at the window.
"I hate the rain; she mumbles."
Zartan looks out the window and gazes at her reflection. She had the most mysterious blue green eyes he had ever seen. They seemed to be a gateway to another dimension that he had to explore. He slides closer to her and pulls a gun from his jacket pocket.
"Don't scream or I will shoot you; he whispers. I will walk out and you'll follow me. These boys are going to rob this place I'd hate for you to see that so come with me."
Charlotte turns to Zartan and follows him out of the store. He walks her to his bike where they stand together. She looks over at the store to see the dreadnoks robbing the clerk. Charlotte looks away at the ground. Zartan looks inside the store and Charlotte takes off on foot as fast as possible but Zartan was faster. He grabs her and yanks her hard pulling her back to his bike.
"You're coming with me and you won't fight; he demands. Fighting me gets you killed do you understand."
"Please I won't say anything just let me go; Charlotte begs."
"Begging also gets you killed do you; Zartan questions."
Charlotte looks at him and nods fearfully.
"Let me hear you; Zartan demands loudly."
"Yes; Charlotte replies quickly."
"Get on the bike; Zartan demands."
Charlotte climbs on the back of the bike and Zartan revs up the engine. The sound was loud and the exhaust smelled terrible. Charlotte chocks from the smell but Zartan says nothing. The dreadnoks exit the store quickly. Hearing loud gun shots Charlotte looks back to see Thrasher shoot the clerk a few times. She closes her eyes.
She hated guns, just the site of one was bad, but the sound was worse. It often took her back to the memory of her father. She was six when he committed suicide in front of her and her mother. The site of his death was horrible and the smell was unforgettable.
"Who's this; Monkeywrench questions?"
"A stray; Zartan answers. A very attractive one."
Charlotte was still in shock at what she had just seen.
"Let's ride; Zartan orders. I'm sure the cops will be around soon enough. "
Zartan takes off with his group following him. The rain was coming down hard and the wind was pushing them quickly out of the small town. Charlotte felt sick from the idea of being held captive by this man. She was afraid of what he might do to her.
They road late into the night until about midnight when the group finally makes camp off the side of the highway. Charlotte was unsure as to what they would do to her. Zartan slows his bike down and flips out the kickstand and shuts of the engine.
He steps off the bike and grabs Charlotte's arm pulling her along to the woods. She struggles trying to fight but he was so much stronger than her. She could hear the dreadnoks laughing in the distance. Fear was washing over hear at this point, it was beyond her fear of guns or dogs.
Zartan throws her on the ground and jumps on top of her.
"Please don't hurt me; Charlotte begs."
Zartan grabs her neck choking her.
"Begging gets you killed remember; Zartan says softly. But I'm not ready to kill you yet."
He kisses her ear softly and gives it a little nibble.
"I won't kill you if you do as I say; he whispers. I think you could do me well if you where taught properly."
Charlotte was to scared to move let alone reply to him. He slides his hand down her neck and rubs her chest gently.
"I can be a gentle lover; Zartan offers, but you have to want me to be gentle. Do you want that?"
Charlotte nods her head.
"Good; Zartan replies."
He kisses her neck and bites her gently.
"Take your shirt off; Zartan commands softly."
"No; Charlotte replies. Please don't do this."
Zartan moves back and back hands her. His blow was so strong that it caused her to tip over.
"You're mine; Zartan snaps. You do as I say and you won't get hurt. Now take off your clothes."
Charlotte struggles to get the energy to get up off the ground. Zartan grabs her hair and pulls her up off the ground.
"UNDRESS; Zartan yells!"
Charlotte's eyes glass over as tears begin to flow. Her hands shake as she begins to undress. She removes her bag and places it on the ground. He watches her as she shakily removes her clothing.
She stands naked looking down at the ground crying softly. Zartan moves close to her and lifts her head to look him in the eyes.
"You're going to enjoy a life with me; Zartan whispers. You'll live as long as you please me."
Charlotte swallows hard as she feels his hands explore her body. He rests his hands on her breasts and gently grips them. A wicked smile comes across his face and she looks away.
"Look at me; he demands."
Charlotte looks up with her eyes full of fear. He moves his hands down her sides and across her back. Her expression was one of fear as she awaits his next move.
"Would I be your first; Zartan asks?"
Charlotte nods.
"Then I don't want to be to rough with you; he carries on. I want to make you desire me. I want you to long for me when I'm away."
He backs away and looks at the frightened young women in front of him. The smile had never left his face.
"Put your clothes on now; he orders. I'll find a better place to take you. The woods are not a fitting place if you truly are a virgin. If you're lying to me I'll kill you."
Charlotte looks away as she puts her clothes on quickly.
"You are a virgin aren't you; he questions again."
"Yes; Charlotte replies softly."
Zartan walks up to her and reaches down to her vagina and inserts one finger inside of her. Charlotte looks away as he removes his finger. It was covered in blood from his forceful entry.
"Oh my God you are a rear thing child; Zartan mumbles."
He wipes the blood on his black pant leg and walks away quickly. Charlotte dresses quickly and watches as he waits for her down the path.
"Come here; Zartan orders. I'm not letting you out of my sight."