Phoenix Trails does not own the G.I Joes but I do own my OC's including Black Moon aka Katherine Lei. After August 16, I will not be posting any more until Christmas. I will be highly busy and unable to write new chapters.

Army Base 900 hours

I walked down the white washed the halls of Fort Drum looking for the General Humblot's office. It wasn't that hard. I watched as Private's and Captain's ran towards one section of the base, most of them with giant stacks of paper. A paper flew off a stack as a petite woman ran by. I was surprised she didn't trip in the huge 6-inch heels she had on. I grabbed the paper. Printed across the top were OPERATION: NIGHT RAVEN. Looks like I'm following her. As I walked up to the door of the General's office, I heard soldiers arguing about identity of the specialist that was joining them on their mission. Hmm looks like I to go on a group mission, joy. I used to love groups until my brothers left, I use to do everything in a group, never alone. That changed a long time ago. Then it was like no one could get through to me, so I was often left alone.

"Agent Black Moon come on in." I heard the General say through the door after I knocked. I opened the solid oak door to the office and walked into the small but warm room.

The soldiers eyed me with barely veiled disgust, hate or disinterest. Many didn't approve with the way assassin's worked. Previously I had worked with many soldiers who thought assassins were cowards. That we killed by poison or a bullet from far away like snipers. That we took the way that involved being far away from the person you killed. Unable to see the pain on their face or fear in their eyes. But they were wrong, at least, about some of us. If I killed I did it in person, where I could see the full consequence of my actions. I took the way that involved seeing the faces of the people I've killed in my nightmares. Many soldiers didn't take the time to see how haunted most assassins are, just like soldiers, except we don't have rules to follow.

"We are partnered with an assassin, you got to be kidding me. They only know how to kill from the shadows. They don't know how to kill someone face to face if necessary." Yep, I was right. Oh little boy, you are so lucky you are on our side otherwise you'd be dead by now.

The soldier who talked squirmed under my glare, even if he couldn't see it due to many armor and mask, he could sure fell it.

"Yes she is your partner. Treat her with respect otherwise I won't help you if you piss her off; and without my intervention, well let's see if you survive."

"Black Moon's a woman!" The soldier replied in shock; his light blonde hair falling into his face as he lurched back. I replied with a nod and a hidden smirk. I slowly unsheathed a dagger and threw it right by his head. His green eyes looked like they were going to fall out of his head. He's lucky there's too many soldiers between me and him or he'd be pinned to the wall by my katannas and there would be a dagger where the sun does not shine by now.

I walked over as others moved out of the way. I pulled my dagger out of the wall and put back in its sheath and gave him another glare that would have made him shrink back if he could move further back. I made my way back to the General. He had a smile on his face and a camera in his hand. Hmm looks like he saw that coming, good for him. Black mail all the way.

You wanted to talk to me general, I hope it wasn't just for something little, otherwise that soldier might find himself having one foot in the grave faster than he thinks. I signed to him. After all he learned it just for me after I had been assigned as a liaison between him and NCIS.

"Yes I did. You see we have been assigned to transport a technologically advanced few warheads for NATO. Which means I need my best agents on this. You happened to be very skilled and free today, so, naturally I thought you could accompany them to the drop off point." he replied with a smile about my death comment.

These are you're best. I mean some of these guys look like they can't even shot a gun properly, no less fight if it comes to it. General are sure this is the best we have… Also you know I work better alone, I don't want a babysitting job, that's for captains like moron over there, not Assassins. I signed making it very clear I did not want this job.

"Don't worry you'll be in the truck with the warheads."

So not many people and more time to mediate. You made sure that none of the annoying people are in there right. I signed hopefully.

"Yes and yes, so hopefully there won't be any injured or painted recruits along with complaint paper work" he replied knowingly, while everyone else either looked scared or confused. Hmm looks like none of them knew ASL. Pity. They'd being running right now if they did. Well the one in the corner's laughing so he might be able to understand what I'm signing or he might be laughing at the Captain who still has his back against the wall.

"Everyone dismissed except the team riding with the warheads."

Most of the room cleared until there were three men left standing in a straight line. Now these ones look like they could respond to a dangerous situation if it was called for and not manage to skip over and hand the enemy the warheads. They looked respectful and disciplined. Well except for one. Yeah he's going to be trouble.

Who is the second one in line? Does he cause trouble? He looks like he's made for the air force not the army.

"That is Ripcord, to his left is Duke and to his right is Tommy." Ah so laughy has a name. And my brother's nick name. Interesting.

You didn't answer my question...

"You'll have to figure that out for yourself agent, now get to it."