A REVISED VERSION OF MY BANG-BANG BOOM STORY. SOME THINGS WILL STAY THE SAME BUT THE PLOT WILL BE A LITTLE DIFFERENT. ALSO SOME OF THE CHARACTER'S PERSONALITIES WILL BE TWEAKED EVER SO SLIGHTLY. I DECIDED TO JUST MAKE ANOTHER STORY CAUSE I DIDN'T WANT TO DISCONTINUE THE STORY BUT TO BE HONEST IT REALLY SUCKED. SO THIS IS PRETTY MUCH BANG-BANG BOOM 2.0 BUT WITH A DIFFERENT TITLE. I HOPE THIS ONE IS A LITTLE BETTER! ENJOY!


Five months. They have been on the run for five months, 20 weeks, and 140 days. Almost half a year. Half of the year, they spent gathering information about COBRA to prove that the Joes were set up by them. Half the year, they've been running from the U.S. military; barely staying a step ahead of them. Half the year they have been sleeping in a godforsaken van. So naturally, when Tunnel-Rat heard that they were going to Miami, Florida, he was ecstatic.

"REALLY?! Are you serious?! Please tell me you're not joking." T-Rat asked, looking up from his game of cards with Roadblock.

"Yeah, Tunnel-Rat. Breaker said that he heard a lot of chatter on their communication line. Apparently, the frequency was coming from Miami so that's where we're going." Scarlett explained from the front.

"Hell yes! Finally, a place where I don't have to freeze my ass off!" he proclaimed, "Ah, the beach, the sun, and the hot babes!"

"Yo! Don't forget the food." Roadblock chimed.

"Guys don't forget, we're not going there for a vacation." Duke said, looking through the rear-view mirror.

"Aw, come on! We need this! I'm getting tired of going everywhere and having people trying to kill me."

"It's risky enough for us to be in such a populated city as it is. Law enforcement will be tight and we can't risk one of us getting arrested again." Scarlett sighed, "Not that I don't agree with you. It's just too risky."

Tunnel-Rat groaned but decided to drop the matter because for one, you can't win an argument against the red-head, and two it would probably earn him an ass-kicking from the ninja.

'Speaking of the ninja...' he thought. Snake eyes had still been in the same meditation position for an hour now. Tunnel-Rat wondered if he heard everything. He waved a hand in front of the mute's face. Like lightning, the ninja grabbed his wrist and turned his head towards Tunnel-Rat.

"Um...just so ya know Scarlett found a lead and we're going to Florida."

Snake eyes turned is head towards Scarlett and back to him; nodding that he understood. He got up and made his way towards her.

"Hey, T-Rat. Do you ever think what happens after we clear our names? I mean like with us." Roadblock asked suddenly.

" What? Um...well, I know Duke's probably gonna go back to Missouri to see his family, Scarlett is gonna keep looking for her dad, and Snake eyes is gonna do whatever ninjas do."

"What about you and me?"

He shrugged. "Don't worry, big guy, we'll hang out."

Roadblock grinned and slapped Tunnel-Rat on his back. "Cool."


Christine sat on the makeshift bed she made. This is the third abandon building she had stayed in this week. She'd only been discharged for a month and she's running out of money fast. But It'll be worth it. It has to be.

*FLASHBACK*

"You wanted to see me, sir?" Christine asked, walking into the office.

"Yes, please sit. I'm sure you have heard of the explosion that took place in Springfield four months ago, correct?"

"Yes sir. Five G.I. Joe soldiers are supposedly the cause of the explosion of a COBRA pharmaceutical building. Four of them are now fugitives and the fifth is presumed dead," she explained.

"Supposedly?"

"Er...permission to speak freely?"

"Granted."

"Personally, I think that's a boat load of crap. I don't think they were responsible. I think they were framed."

The man raised an eyebrow. "How blunt. What made you come to that conclusion?"

"Sir, if I may ask, why am I here? What does the Joes have to do with me?"

He sighed. "Lieutenant, I'm giving you a mission. I want you to join General Abernathy's team and try to catch the Renegades."

"I'll have to decline, sir."

"What?"

"I can't accept."

"Why not?"

"Because as I said before, I don't believe they were responsible," she said.

"Yes, I understand that but evidence shows that they we're. I'm giving you an order."

"I'm giving you an answer. No. Besides, what does Abernathy need a demolition expert for?"

"He doesn't, but I'm giving you a choice, Lieutenant. We know about you're little stunt in Mexico. We know that you went against orders and set off those charges. We know you've been using military resources for your little 'freelance work' on COBRA.

Realization hit her. 'So he's blackmailing me? He just wants to keep his record squeaky clean. So he's probably sending me away just so he could erase whatever his involvement was in Mexico.' she thought. "So...either I go with Abernathy or-"

"Or get discharged for going against your commanding officer," he finished.

Christine nodded and stood up. "Well, General, here's a little rebuttal. Kiss. My. Ass." With that she walked out of the office.

*END FLASHBACK*

She sighed and looked at her watch. 11:23 p.m.

Just a few miles away was a COBRA weapons factory. Her target. Although without the government's resources to aid her investigation, she learned a hell of a lot more about COBRA than the Army, Navy, and Special forces combined. They ruin people's lives, they corrupt honest men and women, and they apparently frame army officers too.

'What am I doing?' she thought. Christine was known for her crazy antics in the field but this could be suicide.

She shook her head, stood up and looked into a cracked mirror. Lieutenant Christine Mariana Chandler, or C.C. as her squad mates called her. Well, former squad mates. 'Not in the military anymore,' she reminded herself. C.C. met her reflection's navy blue eyes; a blessing she inherited from her mother. She had dark, brown hair that went past her shoulders. Sadly, she had small breasts, due to her genetics, but she didn't complain. C.C. was average height; about 5'5. All in all, she was pretty. Not super model, barbie doll, drop dead gorgeous, but pretty enough.

C.C. groaned. Tomorrow's gonna be a long day.


SO IF YOU READ BANG-BANG BOOM, I SUGGEST YOU COMPARE THE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS WITH THIS ONE AND TELL ME IF IT GOT ANY BETTER. I WOULD APPRECIATE IT A LOT IF YOU DID! IF YOU DIDN'T READ B.B.B, DON'T! IT'S A CRAPPY STORY! WELL, I HOPE THIS ISN'T A WASTE OF TIME SO REMEMBER TO RATE, REVIEW, FAVORITE, AND ALL THAT JAZZ! QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS? I'LL TAKE THEM ALL!