GI Joe
Chapter 8
"Change of Plans"
I don't own GI JOE at all. Don't sue the closest thing I have in my pocket right now is lint.
Hattie: Well this is going to be an interesting week?
BeachHead: No I'm not, why couldn't I have gotten martial arts like Lowlight ?
Hattie: Every Mr. World is going to have something that is going to make them stand out. There is a chance that more than 50 of guys there will be performing martial arts routines. Granted martial arts is something creative but in order to survive in the compassion you need that spark. Something that you do not see the "average" guy involved in.
BeachHead: How does twirling around a pole account for the "creativity" in the freaking stupid contest?
Hate: You be surprised what would impress the judges
BeachHead:Okay other than stripping would there be possibly a chance for me to display my creative talents of training on stage?
Hattie: No.
BeachHead: Damn.
Hattie: Think of it this way. The sooner you complete this the sooner you get to leave, and torture your squad again.
Beach Head: Is that supposed to be an incentive?
Hattie: Make of it what you want, you got dealt an interesting card. Okay lets get started shall we.
In the conference room back at the Pit there was a completely different atmosphere for the soldiers. Hawk wore a very grave face as he delivered bad news to the people in his company.
Hawk: Alright heres the new Intel that I received just a while ago from the Secret Service. Apparently Cobra has managed to infiltrate the ceremonies despite every security measure that has been put into place.
Scarlett: meaning...
Hawk: Cobra does have contestants in the Mr. World Competition. Snuffing them out without creating a Multi National incident will be a difficult task. Also there are suspicions that one of the judges might be in the cahoots with Cobra.
Lady Jaye: Well can't one of the judges be removed from the paneling for these suspicions. Or better yet her period?
Hawk: Unfortunately we don't want an international incident as it is. At this rate it was a miracle that we even managed to get six joes in the competition at all.
Lady Jaye: So basically watch our steps as we go.
HawK: You hit it Jaye. Oh and as for the item that was broken a couple of days ago have better fix it or you will look forward to being buried six feet under. Understood?
Leather Neck: Don't worry it will be fixed before he comes back.
Hawk: Ok enough of that. Now Flint whose in the lead for this training thing?
Flint:Everyone is doing fine in fact.
At Cobra headquarters...
Cobra: How is our progress on the assassination plan.
Baroness: Everything is ready. our trainee is going through practice sessions as we speak. There is no way that GI JOE can detect us from assassinating the daughter.
Cobra: Excellent Baroness. Well then all are dismissed...
A single voice reigned from the crowd of followers and objected to the idea that Cobra Commander had. Xamot gave his opinion all right, while his twin Tomax was trying to hush his brother before his foul mouth sent both to the grave.
Cobra Commander: No Tomax let me hear what your brother has to say, after all no subject is taboo to me at all. Go ahead Xamot go on and speak.
Xamot: Cobra commander this plan has been viewed to be one of the dumbest plot I have ever heard in my entire career here!
Tomax: Okay there goes my promotion and the company car.
Xamot: Cobra Commander now would be the time to strike the Joes while their too busy taking the priority of protecting the presidents daughter. They have consistently ruined our plans, and now would be good time to strike them when they least expect it.
Cobra Commander: Xamot dear Xamot why must you question my authority at the moment when everything is going to plan. Its to our advantage that Cobra manages to get to assassinate the daughter of the US and at the same time maintain a good distance from the incident at all. Do you not see this at all.
Tomax: (whispering): Please dear God tell him to say yes
Xamot: No! I really don't see the point. All of your plans and schemes have failed miserably time and time again. Because YOU specifically let GI Joe gain the upper hand in almost every single one of Cobra's plans.
Baroness shifted in her seat toward Destro and whispered. Cobra commander could only somehow remain calm throughout every single insult and offense that was thrown at him by Xamot. He played with the opal stone that he held in his grasp, lost in its beauty for only mere moments, and tuned out Xamot at the same time. Then an idea struck one that would make sure the plan would be a total success for not only for himself, but for Cobra as whole. Something that would ensure the plan would go through as planned.
Cobra Commander: ENOUGH YOU INSOLENT FOOL!
Xamot seized on what would be the brink of his next tirade. He stood ready to go into his next tirade one that would have had the entire base divided on the issue for a good month.
Cobra Commander: If your opinion is for a fact that the missions are constantly going wrong for bad leadership then fine. I am open to your strong opinions, and willing to take criticism on my part and anybody else's. However GI Joe bottom line is the chief enemy that we must defeat in this mission, not to mention kill that pain in the ass ...
Baroness: You mean the president's daughter right?
Cobra Commander: Yeah that one. Getting back to the subject at hand, it is a matter of leadership in all cases that leads to whether or not the people are going to succeed. And since you think my leadership is one that is to questioned for the completion of this mission. In order to make sure that that this mission goes through to being completed I am going to place you personally in charge of this mission just so that it can be finished successfully.
Xamot: Really ?
Cobra Commander: I should say so you deserve it to the tee.
Xamot: I accept.
Destro: ( whispering) You know there is going to be a huge catch to that , I hope he realizes that.
Tomax: Knowing my brother probably not, He's a jackass, he will never listen.
Cobra Commander: My dear Xamot I am so confident of your abilities that I am going to place you in the most fore front leading position as...
Xamot: Yes
Cobra Commander: Mr. Croatia
Xamot: What ?
Cobra Commander: It is a way of ensuring that the mission will be a complete success, and if it is not Xamot it will be your head literally. Understand?
Xamot: What you tricked me! Why you snake eating...
Cobra Commander: Take him away to be prepared as an contestant for the competition.
Xamot: you can do this too me! YOU BASTARD! I'll I'll
Cobra Commander: yeah yeah I know the bit I know that you will have vengeance etc. etc. yeah tell me something I don't know.
Xamot: Grrrrrrrr, keep talking ugly cause when I get through with you you'll need to tie a pork chop around your neck just to get a dog to play with you.
Cobra Commander: Since your in a beauty competition, Baroness make sure that he actually gets a face that people won't cringe when they look at him.
Guard 1: Oh no he didn't.
Cobra Commander: I went there and then some .
Destro: Guards escort Xamot to is prison cell!
Leather Neck and Wet Suit stood behind Mainframe searching web sites for the item in question that they broke. It turns out with a lot of bribing and puppy eyes they managed to get mainframe involved in their little search for the replacement for Beach Head which wasn't going to well at all. Every single duplicate as it turns out wasn't an genuine enough for Beach Head's tastes. They scoured the far reaches of the Internet in search for the broken object in question looking and even in some cases calling to find out that it was cracked or was missing a piece.
Mainframe: I don't you two really messed up this time. You better hope that Beach Head never finds out about this at all. It can mean easily a year's worth of PT for the both of you for 12 hours a day seven days a week.
Leather Neck: Don't worry there always has to be hope even for the both of us.
Mainframe: Keep telling yourselves that over and over again.
Wet suit: Are you sure its not the right one? Positive? Yeah thanks bye.
Leather Neck: Any luck?
Wet Suit: We are going to have our asses handed to us by Wayne when he gets back.
Mainframe: Look you guys are going to have at least 12 more days until the competition. That should be plenty of time to get right with God and prepare yourselves to face Wayne.
Baroness stood over Xamot as the wax and ectroloysis machines were being prepared on the table next to him. The surgeons were taking measurements of his head and torso to see precisely how much was needed in the case of the waxing. Xamot could only sit back and recently remember the conversation with the guard about how he got himself into the situation that he was in at the moment.
While incarcerated Xamot paced back and forth like a caged panther. He was still in shock and disbelief that cobra commander had the nerve and audacity to talk to him in that manner and on top of it imprison him. He could only come to a slow pace and eventually stop because he wanted to preserve energy for a struggle to be taken out of the jail cell.
Xamot: When I get out of here!
Guard: Shut your freaking pie hole!
Xamot: You can't talk to me that way!
Guard: I just did bitch, why do you think that you ended up in here in the first place. You questioned the bosses order and made a complete jackass out of yourself.
Xamot: Because his leadership is is ...
Guard: Failing miserably through your eyes...
Xamot : Yes...
Guard: Look you got yourself into this mess and now You will have to learn how to deal with the consequences okay. I know that it will not be that easy at all with the next six or seven days that you will be in this beauty competition. Hey you get a shit load of clothes and what not for free right? So if I were you I would take this opportunity of a lifetime, who knows you might like it.
Xamot: I have never thought of it like that, hey your trying to trick me into going along with their plans.
Guard: Hey as far as i am concerned you brought this upon yourself understand?
Xamot: OOOOO yes I understand now hahahahahahahahhaaha
Guard: Okay yeah you might want to cut out the evil laugh , because well its really sort of stupid. Its not as imposing as your brother's .
Xamot: Oh, well then how can I make it sound more intimidating.
Guard: Well for one thing get rid of that spandex eighties attire...
Well I am freaking exhausted after this semester. Still deciding what to do with the rest of my life so far, and its freaking stressing me out. Okay what next can be in store for our contestants? Mawhahahahahahaha ha ! Now its time for me to do some reading goodnight.