TC Stark: So I don't know about you but I'm a complete action flic junkie so when I heard about the Expendables I almost squealed. Upon seeing the movie, I loved it. This is my first attempt at an action film, it's rated M for future chapters. Bear with me if it's a little rocky the first chapter. If you could give me your feedback that'd be great, but constructive criticism please, flames are not welcomed. Again, bear with me.

Disclaimer: I only own CJ, nothing else.

Chapter 1

Barney Ross looked over at Lee Christmas, having one thought in mind; he hates me. With good reason at that. Looking at his surroundings, the leader of the Expendables was a bit disappointed with himself. It had been months since their excursion in Vilena, the down time something all of them needed. But, they were all men of habit and it was only a matter of time before they were recruited for another mission off the coast of South America. A month before their departure they needed weapons. Unfortunately Barney had to search for a new weapon distributor considering their last proprietor was a miserable person and was put out of his misery by someone he owned money to.

This dilemma led Lee and Barney to where they were tonight. For two months they had been hearing about some guy named CJ, an up and coming weapons distributor who was claimed to have high quality product and was impossible to find. After two months their search lead them to some underground club where everyone was at least 20 years younger than Ross and the music was obnoxious. Lee Christmas grimaced, this club was one of those Industrial clubs where everyone dressed like the living dead and drugs were being passed around. How the hell were they supposed to find CJ there?

Thirty minutes had passed and the two men were getting ready to leave. An expert or not this was not worth it. Any minute more and Barney was sure that his companion would surely commit suicide. One drink and he would save his friend from complete boredom. The two buff men propped themselves up on the stools at the bar, it being impossible to get the bartender's attention. Once finally doing so, they both ordered a hard Jack and Coke, understanding that they needed it.

As the drinks were quickly slammed down in front of them, Barney shook his head, "Sorry for dragging you through this."

"Absolutely disgusting," The English blade specialist shook his own head, "They call this music?"

"Apparently." He chuckled.

"You find it so funny."

"A little."

It wasn't uncommon for the members of the Expendables to rag on each other, certainly the dark haired man did it while Lee was seeing Lacy, "Jesus, how the hell are we suppose to find CJ in this jungle?"

The two men shrugged, Barney bringing the alcoholic beverage to his lips as he heard a voice in his left ear, "Did I hear you mention CJ!"

The two men turned around, both raising their eyebrows as they took in whom had questioned them. In a way they were happy that they weren't both crazy and that this CJ person did actually exist. Who had addressed them now had both of their complete attention on…her. Looking her up and down, Barney observed she couldn't have been any older than 25. She looked like she belonged in this club, though she may had been the most normal looking out of anyone there.

Standing at approximately 5'7", she had what he observed a lean body with some muscle on it. Lee couldn't help but notice her flat stomach and attractive curves were popping out of the skull bra and jean shorts she was wearing. He guessed the knee high combat boots gave her some inches, a perfect combination of a great looking body and some added muscle for protection. He could imagine in such a dangerous scene you'd have to protect yourself against rapists.

Her skin was a nice shade of Olive, giving them the idea that she was perhaps of Sicilian decent. That would make her long dark red hair a result from a bottle, though it looked good all the same. Her bright blue eyes were lined with black, a large grin on her face. The neon light hit her face just right to let a tiny little nose stud shine, Lee personally thinking that was a bit attractive. The girl was no Kat Von D, but he noticed a little collection of very attractive tattoos on her forearms, her back, and her panty line, though none on her chest.

"You know this guy?"

The girl gave them a shinning grin, swigging back a beer as she leaned her back against the bar, "Suuuurrreee, everyone's heard of CJ. Best of the best."

Lee looked over at Barney to raise his eyebrow, "So we've heard."

"Yep," She nodded, crossing her ankles, "Everyone's been going to CJ for their weapons."

"So where can we find this guy?"

This red headed female raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow, that grin never once leaving her lips, "I have a better idea…I can bring you to. If you don't mind?"

The two were reluctant. In a matter of a minute they had met some girl who they had no idea was and for all they knew she could have been lying to them. Or she could have even been stoned, considering all of the acid and LSD they saw being passed around in the club. She saw how skeptical they were, adjusting her body to lean her elbows on the bar counter, "C'mon, you two look like tough men. What's there to worry about?"

Somehow the two men ended up following this young woman whom they didn't even know her name to where CJ was. When they really broke it down, she was right. They were two experienced men who had confidence enough to know they could get out of just about anything alive. So far all it looked like was one tiny woman, though looks could certainly be deceiving. This woman could be a decoy and could possibly be leading them to a house full of men ready to take them on.

The house this girl lead them to looked run down, this girl explaining to them she meant to get it fixed but never got around to doing it. This made Lee believe that perhaps this CJ was laying this woman. Good for him honestly, she was a 20 on a scale to 10. Maybe that's how this guy did his business, sending his girl out to see who looked trusty worthy enough and then fetched them back to the house of business.

Being let into the ok looking house, Lee and Barney looked at each other in wonderment to where this guy was. They certainly didn't want to be held up all night, drinks being shoved into their hands as she placed her hands on her hips, "Place ain't so bad, don't you think?"

"Ughh," Barney looked over at his partner, coughing, "Sure, um, listen, we don't have a lot of time so-"

"So if you can fetch CJ for us that'd be great." Lee cut his friend off, trying to be polite as possible while trying to make a point.

This girl could only just chuckle, taking out a pack of cigarettes, placing one between her lips and lighting it, "Well, boys, since you're so persistent. You're ugh…looking at 'er."

If either of them had heard correctly they would have heard that this 25 year old woman whom they had met at the club previous would be the new up and coming weapons distributor. She saw their shocked expressions, rolling her eyes while taking another pull of her cigarette, "I know, I know, hard to believe, huh?"

"Ughhh…" Lee blinked rapidly, shaking his head in disbelief, "This doesn't make sense…you're CJ?"

"The one and only."

Barney looked at his teammate, equally shocked while questioning, "So…is CJ like a codename or something?"

The one claimed to be CJ walked over to an ashtray to put out her cigarette, running her fingers through her red hair, "My parents named me Crystal James, terribly girly name. I feel CJ so much better suites me. So, now that you know that I'm the real deal, you two would be?"

Clearing his throat, the leader of his mercenary group was clearly still shocked as he introduced himself, "Ugh, Barney Ross."

"Lee Christmas."

"Alright!" She grinned as she clapped her hands together, "Now that we're acquainted, let's get down to business. Obviously you guys need weapons?"

Lee nodded, "A lot."

"About how many?"

"There's six of us."

CJ gave a low whistle, nodding her head in thought. She motioned for them to follow her downstairs, revealing a whole entire basement of weaponry. There were all types of guns, assault rifles, and even blades hanging everywhere. There was also a welding table in the corner of the room, a pair of goggles placed on top of the table. The two men stared all around them, it was almost like a kid being in a candy store, being able to look upon everything from an AK 47 to Revolvers.

CJ plopped herself down on the chair near her working desk, taking out a clip board and a pen, "So, feel free to take a look around, touch but don't pull, these babies are loaded."

"Where do you get your product from?"

She grinned up at the muscular older man, looking quite proud of herself, "Funny you ask that. See I went to college in Jersey and took up welding. So when I got into this field, I decided it'd be so much more fun doing it myself. Besides, all that type of business is so messy and dangerous. So much better to do it yourself."

Lee couldn't believe what he was hearing, "This doesn't make sense"

"Well, sir, if you don't feel comfortable we don't need to do business." She stated while putting her clipboard down.

"No, no," Barney intervened, placing his hand on his friend's shoulder, "My friend here is just more of a firm believer of knives then guns."

"Well, if that's the case I can help you out as well."

Lee looked at Barney, knowing that his older friend usually had pretty good judgment of people. If he was trusting of this girl then there must have been something to this girl. Straightening himself, the English man stood still as he let then other man do business, "If we're not allowed to set off the guns how will we know if they really work? You should understand if I'm skeptical considering you don't even have a documented dealer."

Instead of being offended, the young girl just smiled while leaning her chin in the palm of her hand, "I'll cut you a deal. I'll deliver you your order and I'll give you a free trial. If you like the weaponry within that time, you pay. If you don't, then you return them. But, you have 30 days so if 30 days pass and I don't hear anything I'll assume you liked 'em and I demand payment. K?" She grinned.

Barney looked over at each other, as if debating through eye contact. They were getting down to the wire and needed weapons. CJ had gotten such a great reputation. And in their field they could certainly say they made spontaneous decisions and this wouldn't be much different.

"So do we have a deal?"

"Yea…deal."