A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews that everyone has sent in so for, Now for a few notes.
There has been a couple of people that have said what the military will and will not do. First thing first I served in the USAF. So there is no need to tell me that they would do this or that. Beside this is only a story and not real life.
Samurai buddy, sorry about the scare about the story being complete. It's far from that being the case.
Once again thanks for the review and I hope that you will continue to enjoy this one, and now on to the next chapter.
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Chapter III
-Ron-
The last thing I remember was seeing that SAM that came out of no where slam into the left wing of my plane. I was just damn lucky that the thing didn't have enough time to arm when it hit. This was another thing that was throwing me off. From what I knew about SAM's, they were to arm and detonate when they got within proximity to there target. So why didn't this one? Not that I was complaining, if it did I would not be where I am at now. Speaking of which, I was just trying to figure that out.
I tried to open my eyes and the light over my head hurt too much for me to think of anything else at the time. I thought for sure that I was dead, but the more that I started to feel pain in various parts of my body I knew there was no way I could be dead. It hurt just to damn much for that to be true. With a bit of effort, I rolled over on my side so the light would not blind me when I reopened my eyes. It worked to a point. However my vision was still a little blurry.
It took a few minutes for them to clear up. However, now that I could see a little clearer, I took in my surroundings. It didn't take me long to realize that I was in a cell. The bar over the window to the only door in the room was a pretty good give away. If not that, then the fact that the walls in the room where solid stone helped. To make matters worse was the fact there was no window. This told me that I was deep under ground or in the center of the base. That's when I started thinking about how I got out of my plane.
'So, some how I ejected and then got captured.' I thought to myself. 'Way to go Ron you get shot down and then get captured by the terrorist.'
I slowly sat up and as I did I took note of any sharp pain I might have to let me know if I had broken anything. To my surprise nothing was broken. Just a little bruising but nothing a little R/R would not take care. Knowing that all was good, I stood up and walked over to the cell door. There was not much for me to see through the window of the door. The hall was to dark to make anything out.
With nothing to see in the hall I went back to exploring my cell. I need to see if there was anything that I could use to escape. I started feeling around the walls, but there was nothing. No cracks or loss rocks that I could start whittling away at. So I went to checking the floor and just like the wall there was nothing. I headed over to the bed and tried to move it. It seemed to be bolted to the floor. However with a few hard tugs it come loss with a loud bang. I didn't think twice about it; only to just slide it across the room in a very aggravated way. It slide across the floor then banged into the wall opposite of me.
"Will you cut out that racket, it's hard enough for a girl to get her beauty sleep in a place like this with out you making all the wracked."
I stopped dead at what I was doing. That voice, I knew it from somewhere but I could not place where it was from, with the echo in the room and all. All I did know was that I was not the only one held captive down here.
"Sorry about that but I got to find a way out of here."
"No such luck in that happening big boy. I've tried, and if I can't get out I know there's no way in hell that you can get out."
I chuckled a little at her. "Well it a good thing that I never did pay attention to what other tell me I can and can't do." I paused for a second and looked around the cell once more. "First thing I was taught during my training is never give up on trying to escape from capture."
"What ever hot shot, just keep it down over there."
The more I heard her voice and the attitude behind it I could have sworn I recognized her voice, but at the time I was too preoccupied on finding a way out of this hell hole.
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-Narrative-
In the control room of the terrorist hide out the leader of the group paces back and forth, waiting for the UN to contact him to meet his demands. He had yet to tell them that they had captured an American pilot, and he planned not to unless it was needed. There was no need to lay all their cards on the table at once.
"How much longer do they have?" He asked one of his men.
"Forty minutes sir."
"You must calm down my brother. They will not deny us our victory." his second in command said.
"I am not convinced, they are planning something. If they where not then there would not have been that strike force to take out our anti aircraft batteries."
"It was just a ploy to draw our attention away from any ground troops."
"How stupid can you be? It was a set up for an attack." the commander said walking away and shaking his head. He turned to look at the man that brought the pilot in. "Have you gotten anything out of the American."
"No sir, he was still unconscious when we brought him in."
"Then go and wake him and get me some information about their attack."
"Yes sir." the man said, and then saluted before leaving.
The man turned to face his two subordinates and smiled. He nodded to them and walked out of the control room. His men knew that look; it was a look that someone namely the American pilot was in for a fun time with their boss, and not in a good way at least for him. The two of them headed down to the holding cells to retrieve the pilot.
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-Ron-
It was starting to look like I as not going to be able to get out of this place. Nothing I looked at in the cell would have lent me in breaking out. I looked at my watch and noticed the time.
'Thirty minutes till they are in range. Oh well unless something happens soon there no way I am getting out of this one.' I thought to myself as I sat down on the cot. 'I'm sorry Mom, Dad, and Hana that I was not able to see you again.'
It was stating t sink in that I would end up not coming home from this mission. That's when I heard someone walking down the hall. In fact it was two people, they where talking to each other. I was having a hard time making out what they where saying. The language they where using I was not completely familiar with. All I was able to make out was American and pilot. It wasn't hard for me to figure out that they where talking about me.
That's when it hit me, these two where going to be my ticket out of here. The thing was I need to be fast and precise in the execution in taking care of them. It was a time like this that I was happy I spent all those summer with Master Sensei and Yori in Japan. I came up with a quick plan, and began to get to work on it. I pulled off a ban of metal from under the bed as a make shift knife. Once I had that I lied down on my cot and pretended to still be asleep. All I could do now was wait for the right moment to strike.
As I laid there and listened I heard the two guards torment the female prisoner before heading over to me. I could tell by their tone and the way they where talking, what they where saying to her. To be honest it was making my blood boil. I may have my own problems when it comes to how to treat a woman, but I would never do it the way they were to her.
That when it hit me, Bonnie. I could only image what she must be doing right now. If I knew Wade he had already informed everyone back home. The more I thought about her the more I realized that I had been a jerk in not returning her emails. All of them telling me how much she loved me. How she been preying that I would return home safe and sound to her arms.
I know we agreed to keep in contact while I was gone. However, the one thing I was afraid of happening, had happened. I had been shot down and was now a POW/MIA. It was the one thing I wanted to keep her from dealing with. It was that I cared for her that I didn't write her back. I knew that I was going to have to make it up to her when I got home. However, that was before I was in this situation. I was stuck and Bonnie was going to have to deal wit me never coming home.
'No stop thinking like that. You need to get out of here first.' I said to myself shaking my head.
I was quickly brought out of my thoughts when I heard the lock to my cell open.
'Wait for the right moment Ron.' I chided myself.
"Oh look he's still out cold." One of them said.
"Then let's wake him, rudely." The other said.
They both chuckled, and I was soon rolled out of the cot onto the hard floor below.
"Wake up you American pig." One said.
The next thing I knew was I felt a sharp pain in my side as one of their boots impacted. I could have sworn I heard something crack. It was painful but I knew I had to endure it for now. That's when I heard the other approaches me. He leaned down, grabs me by the hair, and pulled me up. I still had a hold of the piece of metal. I grip it tightly waiting for the right moment to pounce on my victim.
"It's time to take you to our boss, so he can have a little fun with you." he said to me.
The man that had a hold of me looked over to his friend. I saw my opening and knew the time was now.
"Well I think your boss is just going to have to wait." I deadpanned.
With that in a quick swing of my arm I jabbed the metal into the guard's neck right under the jaw line. He let go of my hair and grabbed for his neck. His blood was spurting out fast and hard and I could hear him gurgling as he began to chock on his own blood. However, I didn't have time to watch as he quickly bled out. I needed to move on his friend fast. I spun around fast and clocked the other man in his right temple with the same hand that just stabbed the first guy. This sent him quickly to the ground. My training with Master Sensei had taught me several ways to either incapacitate or kill a person. In a situation like this the later of the two options was the only thing I could do to save my ass. It was something I hoped I would never have to do.
With the speed of my ninja training, I quickly jumped onto the man's back pulled his neck up and with a quick twist and a rather load pop his neck snapped and his fell to the floor in a limp. By now, the other guard had died from bleeding out from his wounds. Now was going to be the fun part, checking the bodies for anything that I might be able to use on getting out of here. This required me to step in the first man blood that had pooled around him.
I picked up a AK-47 with at least two spare clips and two side arm's with a couple of clips each. I also found a set of keys and what looked like a code key card. There was also found a couple of grenades and what looked to be detonators. I gathered up everything and put on the web belts that they had used to carry their gear. Once that was done, I pulled the bodies of the men out of line site of the window in the door.
'Ok Ron, now it time to get out of here.' I thought to myself. 'First thing first, need to get my fellow prisoner out as well.'
I headed for the door to my cell, AK loaded and ready for anything that came at me. As I got to the door I poked my head out and looked both ways. Seeing everything was clear in the hall. I stepped out and pulled the door closed behind me. I looked to see if I could find where the woman prisoner was. It didn't talk long for me to spot her cell.
Her cell had a more reinforced door and what looked like alarm sensors all around it. I had thought it to be odd but now I didn't care. I needed to get her out of there as fast as I could. I knocked on the door.
"Go away you pricks; I am not interested in joining you, no matter what you try to threaten me with." She yelled back.
I could not help but smile. I tried the code key, disarmed the sensors, and then unlocked the door.
"Well if you really don't want to join me on getting out of here then that fine with...me. What the hell?"
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He was the last person that I would have expected to be standing there when the door opened. Not that I minded that it was him. To be honest I was happy to be rescued by someone that I knew I could trust in not getting me killed.
"Don't just stand there, get in here, and help a lady out of these chains. That is unless you're into seeing a woman in chains. If that's the case then I'm sure we could have fun." I said giving a sultry smile.
It always brought a smile to my face when I was able to make him squirm. He was just so damn cute. I never did understand why Princess had thrown him away for that pretty boy Mankey. Especially the way he looks now, my god I knew Wade said he had changed but I never expected this. The once goofy sidekick was well built and he looked mighty fine in that flight suit.
'Wait a minute what the hell is he doing in a flight suit, and how the hell did he get here.' I thought to myself.
There was more to this man in front of me that even Wade had told me about. In a short time Ron had gotten me lose from my binding and we started to make our way out of the area. I was following behind him, and to be honest I was admiring the view. However I was not paying attention like I should. So when Ron suddenly stopped I ended up running into the back of him.
"What you stop like that for?" I asked in a low whisper.
Ron simply raised a finger to his lips and then pointed at his eyes then with two fingers pointed around a corner. I knew enough of covert signals to know that Ron was telling me there where two guards just up ahead. I took a quick look around and noticed that unlike I use to do when sneaking around in a building there where no air duck big enough to accommodate either Ron or myself. There was only one thing that we could do.
I looked back to Ron and noticed he was thinking the same thing. He already had the knife that I assumed came from of the two goons he took out in his cell ready. Our eye locked and with out either of us saying a word we knew what to do.
All I could do was watch in amazement as Ron snuck up behind the guy with the ease of a trained ninja and took him out with one quick strike. He partner didn't even have time to register about what happened to his friend, because I was on him seconds afterwards. I looked over to Ron and the cold look on his face made me shutter a little.
'If I had known he could be so cold and deadly when he was doing the hero thing with Kim. I might not have been so easy one him or even disregard him.' I thought to myself.
As I stood there for a bit and pondered what could have happened if he was pushed. I didn't even realize that he was looking back at me.
"Are you ok?" He asked me in a sweet kind way.
It was as if he had just done a 180 right in front of my eyes. He eyes went from a cold and dark look to them to being warm and caring. I could not even help myself but feel like I could get lost in those eyes. I had to mentally shack myself to stop thinking like that.
"Wade was right you are different." I said mostly to myself.
I could tell that he had heard me because he was giving me an odd look. However Ron never said anything about it. I was sure that Ron and Wade being friends that he knew I worked for him. Ron simply looked at his watch, and then gave me a very worried look.
"We need to get out of here. If everything is still going as planed we have exactly 20 minutes before the strike."
He words where quick to bring me out of my inner thoughts. It was time t get some questions answered.
"What strike? Ron what are you talking about and what the hell are you doing here?" I asked sounding very unlike me. Almost to the point of worry.
He didn't say a word at first; Ron just simply looked around and then started moving down the hall again. It wasn't until he pulled me into a small empty room that he began to tell me. Boy did he tell me alright and I mean everything. About how a special task force with Intel from Global Justice that a bomber flight of B-52 where set to rain in all sorts of hell down on the terrorists. Ron also told me how he had come to be here as well. I had never pictured the buffoon being able to pilot a multimillion fighter for the USAF. However here he was.
"So like I said we need to get out of here before the strike." Ron told me again.
"Ron, as much as I want to get out of here, we can't. Not as long as these idiots still have the PDVI. We need to get it back or destroy it if we can."
Ron just rolled his eyes at me. "Trust me the bomber strike will take care of all our problems." He told me with a smirk.
For me I was not to sure, I know that the 52's packed a big punch. However, I was just not to sure if it would be enough to get through the lair. It was burred in the side of a mountain. There was also the fact that I had orders that if the PDVI was captured that it was to be recover or destroyed. Personally destroying the damn thing was the better option in my book. It had been nothing but a pain in my side for far to long.
"Ron I know that you might have faith in the Air Forces ability to take out the target. However I am not to sure about it."
"What do you suggest then?"
"That we find a way to help the bombers a bit."
I could tell by the look on his face that he was thinking it over. I just hoped that he would see it the same way.
"Ok then, I take you've got a plan." he asked
I could have sworn there was a glint in his eyes. I could have been wrong but he was just way too upbeat especially with the situation we are in now.
"Yeah I think I got something in mind that might work."
"Well then, you can fill me in on the way there. This is going to feel like old time. Good times." I gave him a strange look. "Well old time when me and Kim use to break into your lairs and stop you and Drakken from trying to taking over the world."
I could not help from smile. I watched him for a moment as he checked the clip on the AK-47 he was caring. I thought about all the times that he and princes had come to stop blue boy and me. He was right they where some good times there. I actually looked forward when the two of them would come in and stop us. When Ron spoke next, what he said both warmed and broke my heart.
"Shego, I'm glad that you are with me on this. Right now you're the best partner I could have."
I just stood there stunned at what he just said. The look on his face was genuine, and to be honest I liked the idea of working with Ron on this one as well.
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A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out but I had other plot bunnies bounceing around in my head.
