Title: Love Lost - chapter 3/?
Author: Alison
Archive: Ask first / Yes
Email: alison_hart_burnett@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own the GI Joe, Marvel, Image, and Hasbro does (lucky
them). I have nothing so please do not sue.
Summary: You'll just have to read to find out.
Rating: PG-13
Feedback: PLEASE! I want to know if I should continue this.
Warnings: Some adult language and violence.
Notes: This is written in an alternate reality, exploring a few
possibilities from Skeletons in the Closet.
LOVE LOST - CH 3/?
Lady Jaye was in the gym with Hawk, Flint, Duke, Beach Head and Captain William Marcus. She had shed her cloak and stood there with the air of authority. They were discussing the plan to get her father out alive and unharmed.
By this time, several hours after the first meeting with the Joe command staff, everyone on the base knew who Lady Jaye really was and who her father was. She was talking to Flint and Duke when a heated argument began to ensue between Beach Head and Captain Marcus. They all turned their attention to them.
"She is the best trained warrior on this earth," Marcus hissed at Beach Head.
"She couldn't fight her way out of a wet paper bag," Beach Head spat. "She wouldn't be able to take me down."
Marcus smirked at him. "Is that a challenge?"
"If you want it to be," Beach Head arrogantly said as he crossed his arms in front of him.
Jaye elegantly walked over to where the two arguing men stood, staring each other down. "Captain, you are a guest here, and I expect you to act accordingly," she said in her thick accent.
"But, my lady..." Marcus tried to explain.
Jaye raised her hand to silence him, stopping the captain in mid-sentence. "I do not wish to hear any more."
"What's the matter, my lady?" Beach Head asked sarcastically. "Scared?"
Lady Jaye had been regarding Marcus when her face turned cold and hard, the only hint of emotion coming from the angry fire in her eyes. Marcus smiled evilly; he knew what was going to happen next. Jaye swiftly turned to Beach Head and was immediately in his face causing him, and others in the room, to look surprised.
"I am scared of nothing," she growled, "least of all you. Prepare to defend yourself." Jaye took up a spread-legged fighting stance and instantly launched her attack, a spinning kick that Beach Head tried to parry without success. Her kick connected with his chest, causing him to stumble backward a few feet.
Beach Head countered with a kick to her right side, which she caught between her side and her arm, holding him there as she swiftly kicked up at his head with her left foot. She let go of his captured leg and he fell to the ground. She smirked at him. "Pathetic. You are not worth my time or energy," she said before turning away from him and heading back to the others.
Beach Head returned to his feet quickly and charged at Lady Jaye, whose back was to him. Grabbing her by the shoulder, he spun her around. Delivering a hard right cross to her face, the Ranger knocked her to the ground.
Captain Marcus drew his sword and moved to protect his mistress when Jaye held up a hand to stop him. "No, this is my fight." She stood up and turned to face Beach Head again, her eyes were cold and calm.
"I am not pathetic, you MARS bitch," Beach Head yelled at her.
Inside the depths of her soul, Jaye was finally past the breaking point of her anger. Her face was twisted and wrinkled in an angry glare, even though the rest of her body was loose, channeling her feelings into her clenched fists and furrowed forehead as she had been taught all her life.
She slowly made her way over to Beach Head, the deliberate pace of her walk sending chills throughout the assembled onlookers. When she reached the Ranger, her cold, piercing stare unnerved him and he appeared to waver slightly.
Without warning or telegraphing her moves, Jaye launched her next lightning- fast assault. She jabbed rapidly at his chest and solar plexus, causing Beach Head to stumble back in an attempt to keep his balance. She followed the rapid-fire punches with a devastating series of kicks that could make the legendary Snake Eyes falter.
Somehow, Beach Head still teetered on his feet when Jaye grabbed him, taking a fistful of his uniform's lapel. Her eyes stared blankly through the Ranger, as if the fight had completely consumed her – she had forgotten that Beach Head was one of her teammates.
Lady Jaye reached back with her free hand, bending her fingers into the shape of a bared claw. As she was leaning towards Beach Head to thrust the claw at his neck and rip his throat out, someone took hold of her arm and restrained her. She loosened her grip on Beach Head in order to whirl about and swiftly assess the new threat.
"Annalisa, stand down!!!" Hawk ordered.
Jaye quickly dropped her arm to her side and her eyes brightened as the anger washed away. "I am sorry Uncle Clay," she said sheepishly.
"Don't be," Hawk answered before addressing everyone in the room. "You all now see what she is capable of. I do not want to see a display like this again."
Jaye walked back over to where Flint, Duke and Captain Marcus were standing. She was about to say something when Breaker came rushing in.
Breaker rushed into the room as he popped his gum. "Hawk, we've got his signal back," he informed his commanding officer.
TO BE CONTINUED...
LOVE LOST - CH 3/?
Lady Jaye was in the gym with Hawk, Flint, Duke, Beach Head and Captain William Marcus. She had shed her cloak and stood there with the air of authority. They were discussing the plan to get her father out alive and unharmed.
By this time, several hours after the first meeting with the Joe command staff, everyone on the base knew who Lady Jaye really was and who her father was. She was talking to Flint and Duke when a heated argument began to ensue between Beach Head and Captain Marcus. They all turned their attention to them.
"She is the best trained warrior on this earth," Marcus hissed at Beach Head.
"She couldn't fight her way out of a wet paper bag," Beach Head spat. "She wouldn't be able to take me down."
Marcus smirked at him. "Is that a challenge?"
"If you want it to be," Beach Head arrogantly said as he crossed his arms in front of him.
Jaye elegantly walked over to where the two arguing men stood, staring each other down. "Captain, you are a guest here, and I expect you to act accordingly," she said in her thick accent.
"But, my lady..." Marcus tried to explain.
Jaye raised her hand to silence him, stopping the captain in mid-sentence. "I do not wish to hear any more."
"What's the matter, my lady?" Beach Head asked sarcastically. "Scared?"
Lady Jaye had been regarding Marcus when her face turned cold and hard, the only hint of emotion coming from the angry fire in her eyes. Marcus smiled evilly; he knew what was going to happen next. Jaye swiftly turned to Beach Head and was immediately in his face causing him, and others in the room, to look surprised.
"I am scared of nothing," she growled, "least of all you. Prepare to defend yourself." Jaye took up a spread-legged fighting stance and instantly launched her attack, a spinning kick that Beach Head tried to parry without success. Her kick connected with his chest, causing him to stumble backward a few feet.
Beach Head countered with a kick to her right side, which she caught between her side and her arm, holding him there as she swiftly kicked up at his head with her left foot. She let go of his captured leg and he fell to the ground. She smirked at him. "Pathetic. You are not worth my time or energy," she said before turning away from him and heading back to the others.
Beach Head returned to his feet quickly and charged at Lady Jaye, whose back was to him. Grabbing her by the shoulder, he spun her around. Delivering a hard right cross to her face, the Ranger knocked her to the ground.
Captain Marcus drew his sword and moved to protect his mistress when Jaye held up a hand to stop him. "No, this is my fight." She stood up and turned to face Beach Head again, her eyes were cold and calm.
"I am not pathetic, you MARS bitch," Beach Head yelled at her.
Inside the depths of her soul, Jaye was finally past the breaking point of her anger. Her face was twisted and wrinkled in an angry glare, even though the rest of her body was loose, channeling her feelings into her clenched fists and furrowed forehead as she had been taught all her life.
She slowly made her way over to Beach Head, the deliberate pace of her walk sending chills throughout the assembled onlookers. When she reached the Ranger, her cold, piercing stare unnerved him and he appeared to waver slightly.
Without warning or telegraphing her moves, Jaye launched her next lightning- fast assault. She jabbed rapidly at his chest and solar plexus, causing Beach Head to stumble back in an attempt to keep his balance. She followed the rapid-fire punches with a devastating series of kicks that could make the legendary Snake Eyes falter.
Somehow, Beach Head still teetered on his feet when Jaye grabbed him, taking a fistful of his uniform's lapel. Her eyes stared blankly through the Ranger, as if the fight had completely consumed her – she had forgotten that Beach Head was one of her teammates.
Lady Jaye reached back with her free hand, bending her fingers into the shape of a bared claw. As she was leaning towards Beach Head to thrust the claw at his neck and rip his throat out, someone took hold of her arm and restrained her. She loosened her grip on Beach Head in order to whirl about and swiftly assess the new threat.
"Annalisa, stand down!!!" Hawk ordered.
Jaye quickly dropped her arm to her side and her eyes brightened as the anger washed away. "I am sorry Uncle Clay," she said sheepishly.
"Don't be," Hawk answered before addressing everyone in the room. "You all now see what she is capable of. I do not want to see a display like this again."
Jaye walked back over to where Flint, Duke and Captain Marcus were standing. She was about to say something when Breaker came rushing in.
Breaker rushed into the room as he popped his gum. "Hawk, we've got his signal back," he informed his commanding officer.
TO BE CONTINUED...