"Okay Heavy Duty, let us down easy, and stand by until we're ready to head out" Scarlett ordered. "Wow, New York City, this girl must be livin the life" Ripcord said looking out the window. The city's bright fluorescent lights were bright and beaming. "Well not necessarily if she's in an illegal underground fight club" Breaker corrected. "Well maybe she doesn't wana put any dirt on her name so she just does it in secret" Duke added.
"We don't know this girl, so let's get serious," Scarlett interrupted, "We don't know what she's capable of and I know for sure that if McCullen sent his men down here to keep an eye on her then they won't let her go that easy, so stay focused and be ready!" Scarlett commanded. They all got quiet. "So who is this girl anyway?" Ripcord asked. Scarlett glanced over at Snake Eyes who was carefully examining the file. "Snake?" she asked. He looked up at her, as if breaking out of a trance. "Can I have the file please?" she asked, a little concerned. He nodded and handed her the file.
"Jazmin Kimora," She read, "age: 24, dark brown hair and hazel eyes; Records show that she was living in Japan for most of her young life; however her origin before the age of 12 is unknown. She was found living with the owner of a sushi restaurant Yamato Miyazaki. 3 years later, he and his family were found dead in their home, the murderer: unknown and Kimora was nowhere to be seen or heard of after the murders took place. She turned up 5 years later working for the NYPD, but later resigned after witnessing the murders of civilians in a downtown New York City shoot out. She was on the scene before the event occurred however she had no power in the matter when it happened. She was injured in the cross-fire, leaving her to witness the death of innocent civilians and children out on the street that night." Scarlett stopped there. "Wow…" she whispered. "Dam…" Ripcord said. "Shit happens in life, but sometimes you just gotta roll with it, no matter how bad it is" Ripcord said shaking his head. "You see a lot of shit in war…" Duke added, "But that's just how life goes, you live and you die." Snake Eyes clenched his fists.
Scarlett continued reading. "After her resignation, she moved into a small city apartment and took up underground fighting within 6 months. Her reasons are unknown. She takes up the persona of "Ghost" a "male" fighter, focusing more on martial arts for her fighting style." "Looks like that's all you Snake" Duke said lightly punching Snake Eyes on the arm. He nodded slightly, barely paying attention, his mind flooding with distant memories.
Snake's Mind-
"But sensei, she's so small" the voice echoed in his head as he remembered the day he first saw the true power of that small little flower. "Never underestimate your opponent young Snake Eyes. Everyone has their own unique style and way of fighting; it is up to you to find the way to conquer your opponent." "She's so small; I don't want to hurt her." He thought aloud. "It is OK Snake, I can handle myself, really." The small sonorous voice filled the air. She gave him an assuring smile and he smiled back. They both got in their ready positions, waiting for their Sensei gave them the OK.
They both stood there motionless, eyeing the other, sizing each other up to try and figure out the others skill. 'She's seen me fight but why haven't I?' he thought to himself. She's always been in special training; neither Stormshadow nor I have seen her fight. 'So interesting' he thought. Sensei's voice caught him off guard. When he finally snapped back into it, she was gone. "Whoa" was all he can let out at that moment. He kept his guards up looking around for her. He turned around just in time to block her attack. "Whoa, you're fast" he said. "And you're smart" she winked. They both went on sparring for 15 minutes ending in a draw. Both a perfect match for each other; with her speed, and his precision, they could make a good team. That's what Sensei said anyway.
"Snake!" Ripcord yelled. Snake Eyes quickly looked up, unaware that we've landed. "Snake let's go!" Ripcord yelled again. He quickly got out of his seat and headed out of the plane. "OK" Scarlett said the sound of authority in her voice. "Stay on your toes; we don't know what we're going into." Right when those words came out of her mouth, the doors of the warehouse shot open. The man in the doorway eyed them, gun ready in his hand.