Lady Jaye watched from one of the observation towers in the compound. She saw how close the Joe team was getting. She swore, the Celtic flowing from her fluently. Damn those Joes! She hadn't counted on the pure stupidity of a suicide mission to rescue the prisoners. She noted one soldier in particular, wearing some sort of hat…was it a beret? she wondered, rolling her eyes. It's not France, buddy! she thought with a sneer. However, he seemed more skilled than most and was rapidly making his way to the front of the compound.
"Ma'am," one of the guards her uncle had put on her shakily began. Turning, she noted that they were trying to hide their fear, but understood it, as well as she understood her own frustration. "Destro ordered us to keep you safe, even if we have to subdue you…." he let it trail off, seeing the flash of fury in her eyes.
It quickly passed, followed by a look of contemplation. "He's right," she conceded. Turning, she looked once more at the soldiers fighting below. "I hadn't counted on their sheer stupidity nor their willingness to die," she said bitterly. This was NOT going as she had planned.
Grabbing one of her javelins, the one tipped with poison, she took careful aim at the soldier in the beret. "At least one of you can go down with me," she muttered, letting it fly. As if sensing its approach, the soldier looked up for just a moment and caught her eye. She gasped and stepped back from the window. Who WAS he? What sort of person sent a shockwave like that through your system? Had she just recognized one of her abusers?
The soldier sidestepped her javelin and it came to rest in the body of one of her soldiers. Letting out a loud scream of frustration, she ordered her guards to follow her and made her way to Destro's rendezvous spot, cursing the soldier and the fear that went coursing through her when their eyes had met.
Flint's eyes froze on the woman in the tower. He could not make out her face, but something about her….was it her? He saw the javelin raised and expertly thrown towards him. He also heard the scream of frustration as it missed him by inches, hitting a Cobra soldier who had been sneaking up behind him. He was confused, letting part of his brain dwell on it as he continued to fight. Was the javelin aimed for him, or for the soldier who was sneaking up on him? If it was meant to protect him, why the scream of frustration? Once he heard that, he knew. Heaven knows how many times she had let one out because of something he had done, or had not done.
He was convinced it was her. This gave him a renewed energy and he fought with even more vigor. Soldiers seem to sense this and it was like a parting of the Red Sea for him. No one seemed to want to get in his way. As he reached the door to the fortress, he called for backup. Several Greenbacks followed him inside. Knowing how Cobra Commander liked to lay out his fortress, he knew the captured Joes would be in the lower level. However, he was sure Lady Jaye was somewhere above him. He sent the Greenbacks to the lower levels, knowing that by now, all soldiers would be fighting, including any guards that had been on prison duty. He knew his mission lay above.
