Here's another chapter. I know last chapter wasn't my best writing skills, I'm kind of in the middle of writers block. Maybe this chapter will be better to you, and its super long… so now you have like two chapters in one.. And Thanks for the reviews guys :)
"Where does weakness stand?" A feminine voice spoke. The strict looking woman walked slowly by the lineup of teen age girls.
"Not with us." They answered in union. The woman nodded her head in approval of her students.
""And what are you? This 'us' you speak of?" She questioned turning on her heel and striding the opposite direction.
"We are the Hysmina. Named after the female spirits of fighting and combat of the Greeks we will up hold this name within the Brotherhood of Sisters. One flesh abiding strong and unifying." They recited their well learned motto. The woman smirked in pride of her students as she halted.
"Dismissed. To give and receive scars." She said as the row of girls bowed.
"Of course Athena."
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A.J woke up, but didn't open her eyes. Her head hurt, her body ached; she felt literally stretched. All that was in her mind was laying here and never getting up from the cloth and springs heaven. After reasoning with herself, she cracked her eyelids just enough to see the ceiling. She didn't have a pop-in title ceiling…
She snapped up with such a force the bed she was on rocked forward. Swinging her head in every direction quickly she found herself in something like a hospital. A few beds lined up with hers, supplies and tools placed neatly around the area; no one in sight. Slowly moving her feet off the side of the bed, A.J kept her eyes on the door that apparently must lead to 'the office'. Once she balanced herself she backed away towards the door leading out, never glancing from the 'the office' door. Her weak, strained body fought against gravity threatening to push her backwards; when she hit something solid. Her blood stopped in her veins as well as her heart in her chest. Eyes wide, she looked up in to a black, reflective visor.
That was her cue to flip sideways. Luck was on her side as she landed on a nearby bed, snatching the IV stand as her only weapon. Weakness was replaced by adrenaline, fear was replaced by raw 'instincts'—fighting moves and tactics drilled in her mind – as she adjusted her hold on the make-shift weapon.
The black clad opponent took his own stance as they both waited for the first move. A.J sized him up; bulky, large, tall. A little too much muscle to be quick and light on his feet; she was far thinner. Less weight and more room to bend.
…
Snake Eyes watched the scrawny woman as she stayed crouched on the bed. He was slightly shocked that a woman in her condition was able to flip that fast and land that accurately. Epically after watching her wobble backwards for five minutes.
She looked rather feral with her bright green eyes locked on him. Her dusty blonde hair that framed and spiked all around her face before being neatly tucked in a braid that led down her back. Tanned skin added to the 'survivor' look. The four feet between them seemed too short of a distance.
Without warning she slammed the four legs of the stand onto the tile and swung her body around in an effort to slam-kick him. He caught her foot before it hit his face, just what she wanted. Once she felt that he had a firm grip, she swung the rest of her body to the left since he had her left foot. Doing a half second hand-stand, she gripped the slick tile and swung her legs over – Snake Eyes – attached. He found himself on the ground, just in time to see the woman escape.
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"Ma'am!" A young man called as he burst through the door, interrupting Hawk and a silver haired woman. She glanced over to the messenger as he saluted; she nodded to say 'go on'.
"A.J Raiders has woken up…and escaped…..from the informatory that is…" He said trying to catch his breath. She thought a second before nodding to dismiss him.
"Walk with me, General?" It was more of a demand than a request. He followed her out the door as she took the hall to the informatory. Hawk was about to ask something when a startled yell came from down the hall. The sight of a few people pressed against the wall with their papers scattered along the floor and frenzied looking woman in the middle.
"Sui!" The sharp command made the woman drop to the ground cross-legged and bowed her head. Hawk looked at Srgt. Flood with amazement. She smirked to him before walking slowly and intimidatingly toward the sitting figure. Her whole body moved with her deep, fast breaths.
"Féach ar orm…(look at me)" Srgt. Flood said with a flowing Irish accent. The sitting woman slowly looked up at her. A.J's green eyes met Flood's shale grey before dropping back down in respect. Flood looked her over with a frown on her lips. Her prized student was looking frail now, looking scared; not the proud warrior she had taught.
'I told them it was a mistake to take her away from her team…' She taught with pity before regaining her posture.
"Maith thú a fheiceáil arís(good to see you again)." She said, her response was A.J's nod. She had been taught not to speak to or answer higher ranks unless told to do so. That was higher ranks in the Brotherhood, not out here.
"Speak. Inis Hawk Ginearálta de féin, ach ní an Bráithreachas lua. Labhair le do oiliúna lasmuigh amháin(Speak. Tell General Hawk of yourself, but do not mention the Brotherhood. Speak of your outside training only)." Flood's eyes followed A.J's movements as she stood. 'Graceful as ever…'
Flood cleared her throat and wrapped a heavy arm around A.J's shoulders.
"Tripwire, General Hawk. General, Tripwire." She said motioning to each person at the sound of their names like a normal introduction. General Hawk held out his hand and A.J took it, but not without a firm grip. Instantly her tense aura vanished into a relaxed one. She realized she was in the Pit with the Joes, here home!
"I know you, you don't know me. I worked here about five years ago." She gave a friendly smile as her arm retreated to behind her.
"So I've read." He smiled back. Flood and Hawk talked for a while leaving 'Tripwire' to pick up on the changes that have happened.
"Tripwire, go find your old team. Now that everything is sorted out." Flood said without Hawk's approval.
"I'll introduce you to your new team later." Hawk said changing his plans fit to Flood's. A.J bowed slightly before skip-stepping off. She looked down to see if she was in appropriate clothes or not. She still in her clothes from yesterday; which she was glad of. The halls were changed a little, some rooms had been moved; subtle changes here and there but nothing huge.
Wondering around for a while she found the rec. room, the cafeteria, and a few offices. She stopped to think about where her old teammates would be when a cry of joy broke her thoughts. She spun on her heel and broke a thousand watt smile.
"Trip?" The Hawaiian woman asked with her arms open as if to say 'Don't stand there, come hug me!'
"Tap!" She dashed to her friend and crashed into her with a bone-crushing hug. Both of the women laughed and hugged each other tighter.
"Oh my God I'm so happy to see you!" Tripwire broke the hug to look at her friend.
"Mutual feeling is mutual. I've missed you sooooooo much, J! Where'd you even go!" Tap said with tears of joy in her eyes.
"I'll tell that lovely story later. Where is everybody else?" She asked. Tap flipped her raven black hair over her shoulder and grabbed Tripwire's hand. She pretended to trip like Tap was pulling her hard before they both chuckled. Tap stopped in front of the rec room and put a finger to her lips.
She opened the door and Tripwire back flipped inside. "Ta-da!" She said landing like a cheerleader. A black woman with a shaved head looked up from her paper tiredly before jumping off the couch.
"Oh my dog, Tripwire!" She screamed then leapt on her friend, wrapping her legs and arms around her.
"Woah there, Lady! Good to see you too!" She hugged her back before Lady TNT let go.
"Your hair so pretty! Did you dye it?" Tripwire asked in a really girly voice.
"Yeah girl! You know me and my hair, I'd die without it. Mhmmm." Lady TNT
said cocking her hip and playing her pretend long hair. All three laughed before sitting down to talk about where she's been.
….Extra…..
It had been a few hours since the trio re-united. Tap was still a technician and recorded all that went down – 'modern day scribe' – and TNT was still the explosives exporter Tripwire knew and loved – and competed with every now and then. Tripwire was a little sad that her friends were still 'the other guys'. The Joes that no one knew or spoke of.
The Rec. Room door opened and General Hawk appeared. They stood and saluted before being put at ease. More people came in behind him; A blonde guy, a black man, a red haired girl, a few others kind of hidden and…the ninja guy she took out.
Hawk introduced them as her 'new team'. She shook their hands except when it came to the black clad guy, she simply nodded her head. He returned the action.
"What'd you do?" TNT asked folding her arms over her chest. She saw the strange tension between her and Snake Eyes.
"I kinda ' ' him when I woke up in the sick bay…" She gave an innocent smile as she rubbed the back of her head.
"Are you trippin'? Don't answer that, but really? Girl that is Snake Eyes! He's a ninja and apart of the ALPHA team!" TNT laid it on her, letting her 'ghetto' accent slip out.
"…Your point?" Tripwire asked. She was a little un-impressed by this guy, defeating him and all.
"You'll get to fight him later. Real fighting." Tap whispered to her. Tripwire smiled a bit, she loved a good fight.
"Oh, your room is still here. Just like you left it." TNT said standing up and stretching. TNT was skin, tendons and bone; in high school her nickname was Lady Stick Figure.
"Sweetness. You don't think that hot dog is still in there do you?" She said following her, Tap at the back. TNT gave a disgusted look.
"After five years? Oh dog I hope not…" She shuddered.
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Turns out Tripwire's room was the supposed empty room across from Snake Eyes'. Her two friends were behind her and some of her nee team followed along. She punched in her password, turned the key and entered another password.
"I like making up passwords." She joked as she opened the door. Well, it didn't smell bad; that was a good sign. The door opened to her living room, a hall lead to the bedroom and bathroom and a small kitchen was in the other door.
Her living room was awesome to the guys. Flat screen TV at least 48 inches with several games stacked on multiple game stations. An silver and electric blue futon matched the walls; and her motorcycle.
Leaded on the wall was a lean Chopper. Ape-hanger handle bars, black carved leather seat, electric blue with silver flames contrasting nicely. It was built for two people, but no back rest. On the front seat was craved 'A.J's Spot' in white barbed wire letters.
"Oh, nice bike." Ripcord said as he stretched out a hand to touch the smooth tank.
"Touch it and die." Tripwire's warning came from the kitchen. He pulled his hand back in surprise as everyone else chuckled.
"Is the hot dog still in the microwave?" TNT asked from the kitchen door way.
"….yes…." Tripwire said as the group came to 'eeewwws' and 'that's so sick'.
"You want to blow it up, T?" She laughed and TNT nodded with the disgusted look on her face.
After the fun had died down and everyone left, Tripwire took a shower and huddled under her double stuffed blankets and triple stuffed pillows.
"Oh man, it's good to be home." She sighed before falling into a comfortable sleep.
Okay guys that's it for now. It now it was really boring and really long. But Next chapter is some Tripwire kickin' ass! If you would like your character put in, drop me a review with their description and what-not. Of if you want to see a Joe in here, tell me.