Chapter 7:
A loud voice sounded throughout the room as it came over on an intercom;
"Doctor you are needed in the control room immediately. Please come at once!" it ordered. Isabella heard him growl softly before he frantically pressed at keys on his computer and shut the machine down. When Isabella noted that no sharp object had pierced her yet, she cracked open a single eye and gasped; the needles had just barely stopped in time, they were so close that if she moved her head at all in either direction, the needles would mercilessly pierce into her skull. The Doctor hit another button and to Isabella's relief, the machine's needles retracted and were raised back above her head.
"It's always when I'm in the middle of something." He swore as he got up from his computer and stormed down towards the chair, "Well you're a lucky one, my dear. Looks like we'll have to finish this later." He stated as he walked right on past her and left his lab. Isabella watched until he was out of sight before she let out a quick sigh and shook her head,
"Like hell we will." She mumbled before she glanced down on her cuffed hands. Thanks to Zartan, when he did the clasp of the cuff around her right hand, he did it further up her arm then wrist and since the cuff sizes were, as Isabella noted in that second, adjustable it meant that if she pulled her arm back slightly, the cuff would slide down to her wrist, giving her enough space to possibly squeeze her hand free. Isabella gave the idea a shot and after a few minuets of forcing her hand back and forth, her right hand slid out of the cuff. "Yes!" she triumphantly cried before she turned her body over so that she could reach out and undo the second cuff. She yanked the metal binding off before she pulled her body out of the chair. The moment her feet touched the ground, Isabella quickly looked about the room; there was only two doors in the entire lab, one was the one she came through when Storm Shadow brought her in, the other was on the opposite side of the lab and where it led to was unknown to her. Isabella silently debated which one to use; with a soft growl of irritation, she spun about and headed for the second door which automatically slid open allowing her to rush on out of the lab. Isabella quickened her pace to a jog as she made her way down a long and empty hallway; her bare feet made soft padding noises across the cold metal floor. The hallway suddenly stopped and broke off into many different corridors going in practically every direction. Her eyes scanned each one for a clear path but she was rushed when she started hearing the muffled sound of voices coming down one of the hallways towards her. Isabella turned down the closet one heading away from what she assumed were approaching Viper soldiers. Their voices however, seemed to be following her; Isabella swore softly as her eyes frantically searched for another way out. They instantly spotted a fairly large silver door a few feet a head which she swiftly ran to and opened up. The moment the door slid open, Isabella threw herself inside the room and quickly had the door shut itself, hiding her from view. She kept her back against the door and pressed her ear to it to listen as the two Viper soldiers walked on by, chatting about something she couldn't catch. When she knew they were gone, she softly threw her head back against the door and sighed out loud before she allowing herself to quickly analyze the room she was hiding in. It looked like some type of supply closet when your eyes first take in the multiple, ceiling high shelving. But Isabella quickly realized that it wasn't just a supply closet.
"It's an armory…" she whispered to herself in what was both awe and shock. Half the room was filled with nothing but weapons, armor, and a whole lot of extra stuff that Isabella had never seen before while the other half had neatly stacked Viper uniforms. Isabella's turquoise eyes lit up as a brilliant idea came to her. She walked over to the piles of uniforms and pulled one down from the shelves. Isabella gave a quick check around the room for any security cameras before she took up the large black shirt that was apart of the uniform and threw it over her blue cami. It was way too big for her, needless to say but she decided that would be a good thing because the loose clothing would help hide her womanly curves while adding a bit more bulk to her figure. Next she slid on the smallest black pants she could find in the racks that even still were 5 sizes too big, over her skinny jeans and carefully secured them around her hips with a black belt. Once clothed, Isabella looked on the bottom shelf and found a pair of large black army boots.
"Everything in here is large…" she grumbled as she easily slid her petite feet into the huge shoes before she tucked the dragging hem of her black pants into the top of the boots. Isabella had to re-lace both boots so that they would not slid right off her feet when she walked and even when she had them done up so tightly that top part of the boot clung to her shins, her foot would still slide about inside boot itself. Isabella quickly checked herself over; yeah she'll look a bit scrawnier then the rest of the Viper soldiers she imagined but at least her identify would be safely hidden from view. The next thing Isabella put on was the heavy, protective armor, which was mainly a creepy but well built, bulletproof breastplate. Then she slid on a pair of black gloves. Though she was now looking like a Viper soldier, she knew that for her disguise to work she needed something else; her turquoise eyes quickly searched the shelves before they landed on probably what was that last part of a Viper soldier's uniform, a full face covering metal helmet.
"That could work." She murmured softly as she walked over and pulled one off the shelves. "Ugh…..looks like something a punk would wear on Halloween…" she muttered in distaste before she set the helmet on the ground and reached both hands up to her hair which had already started falling out of the bun she had placed it in the night before. With quick hands she undid all the bobby pins and pulled out the hairs ties, releasing her hair from its restraining style; for a few seconds she shook her head free before she tossed all her hair over one shoulder and skillfully twisted her long locks into a braid. With one hand, Isabella coiled the braid up her neck before she used her other to grasp the top of the metal helmet and bring it up over her head. Making sure that her hair would be safely tucked up inside the metal head covering, Isabelle put on the scary looking helmet. It took her a while to get use to looking out of the helmet's eye slots but she swiftly adjusted to it. Isabella smirked triumphantly behind the helmet before she walked over to the wall of weapons. As Isabella began rummaging through the multiple choices of weapons, she sarcastically sang inside her head,
"I feel pretty, oh so pretty…." Her voice carried off as she pulled out a large utility belt which she quickly snapped around her hips before she hooked on a couple handheld guns and explosives and naturally extra ammo. Then she carefully stuck a couple throwing knives into the top of her boots before she tucked a closed switchblade up into her sleeve. Just as she finished completely arming herself with all sorts of artillery, the door slid open and a small group of Vipers Soldiers marched inside. Isabella tensed up, fearing that her cover was discovered but the men paid no attention to her. They all glanced over at her for a few seconds before they too went over and got suited up. Isabella watched silently as they put on the armor; when the last one was done, each Viper soldier armed themselves with large gun and other types of artillery that Isabella wasn't use to before they exited as quietly as they came; when Isabella thought that she had made it off clean, one Viper soldier stopped in the doorway and turned around to face her,
"Well come on man! The Baroness doesn't like to be kept waiting." The Viper Soldier's harsh voice ordered; Isabella went along with it. She gave a quick nod before she walked out of the still open door and joined the other five Soldiers who stood waiting. When the last Soldier left the room he carried with him a second large gun, "Hey!" he called to Isabella before he tossed her the deadly looking weapon, "Hold onto that, soldier!" he sharply ordered. Again, Isabella nodded her head as she held the gun down by her side. "Let's move out boys." The commanding Viper Soldier stated before he led the way down the hallway; the rest of the Vipers, including Isabella, followed obediently. It took Isabella a few seconds to get use to walking in such an unfamiliar uniform, especially since she had to change the style of her walk to make her look more like a man that woman; she widened the space between her legs and did her best in ceasing the noticeable swing of her hips. But just to make sure no one could fully notice, Isabella hung in the back of the group of Vipers. Finally they entered a massive Hanger where they approached a flying ship of some sort which was open and waiting for them. James McCullen stood outside the ship talking to a beautiful woman who looked to be a few years older then herself; the dark haired woman was dressed in a black leather suit with black shades over her eyes. Isabella glanced over at that pair before she silently followed the Vipers up onto the ship. Once inside, they all walked over and took a seat upon a two benches built in on either side of the ship and waited. A few minuets later, the woman who Isabella guessed was the Baroness stepped onto the ship,
"Take off!" she called as the ship's door sealed itself behind her. Isabella felt a slight drop in her stomach as the ship began to lift off the ground before it took off into the air at great speed. It was in that moment that something dawned upon Isabella, she had made it out of the base, she was free.
"Well….sort of…." She corrected herself as she leaned back against the wall of the ship and glanced around at the five real Viper Soldiers that she was sitting with. "And this where things get interesting." She stated in her mind as she thought about how ironic her current position was. With a soft shake of her concealed head, she took in a deep breath before she forced herself to at least try and enjoy the flight while it was for now, quiet.
(Back at the Cobra Base)
"Idiots!" he muttered to himself as he made his back to his lab from the control room where he had to help overlook some repairs to a computer system which had broken down. Upon entering through his lab's doorway, his eyes searched the place quickly before he froze in his step; the chair was empty.
"She's gone…" he growled before he reached down to his wrist and hit a couple buttons before he stormed inside his lab and began investigating Isabella's escape. He circled the chair and stopped when his eyes landed on the open cuffs that had once been holding her down. A door slid open with a hiss and The Doctor glanced over his shoulder to see Storm Shadow's dressed in his usual white attire walk inside. He saw how the ninja noted right off the bat that something was out of place before he turned his dark eyes upon him,
"Find her." The Doctor hissed, "Search everywhere, I want her back!!" he ordered. Storm Shadow nodded before he spun about and quickly left the room, ready to track down the young woman, leaving the Doctor inside his lab fuming about how Isabella had managed to free herself.
(4 hours later)
Isabella had sat silently, like a stone statue waiting for them to reach their destination…wherever that may be; when the Baroness appeared before her and the group of Vipers with a small smile upon her face, Isabella knew that they were obliviously arriving.
"Time to go, boys." She stated in a fairly seductive voice. All the Vipers in the room rose to their feet, Isabella quickly mimicked their actions.
"Go where?" Isabella asked herself as she watched the Viper Soldiers take up their weapons and watched them silently prepare themselves. She didn't need to know every detail about what was going to go down to understand that whatever was going to happen was going to be big; Isabella just knew. As she listened intently to her surroundings, she picked up the humming of a couple helicopters flying not too far off from where they were. Her heart jumped inside her chest the moment she heard the all too familiar sounds of an explosion outside and then after a few more moments the sound of a machine gun's repetitive firing. And since the sound was so close, too close actually, Isabella understood that they were the ones causing all the destruction. She heard with great concern more explosions outside before the ship flew downwards towards the ground where Isabella then picked up the multiple sounds of running vehicles then she felt the slight dropping sensation in her stomach as the ship landed on the ground.
(Back at the Cobra Base)
The Doctor stood with his hands clasped behind his back at a large window. His head moved slightly when he heard a door open and knew someone had entered the room with him,
"Did you find her?" he asked in a low, deadly hiss. Storm Shadow came to a stop a few feet from the Doctor,
"No. I've searched everywhere, not a trace has been found." The white ninja answered. The Doctor spun about and began pacing back and forth across the floor,
"How on earth could she have just disappeared?" he asked out loud in frustration, "…and without anyone seeing?" he demanded sharply. Storm Shadow had opened his mouth to reply but stopped when another door opened up and James McCullen strolled inside the room as well.
"Has she been located Doctor?" he asked in a calm voice.
"Not yet, but not to worry, she will be found! That's for certain…" the Doctor grumbled, "Has anyone heard from the Baroness yet?" he added.
A device on Storm Shadow's person beeped a few times before the white ninja answered its call and read the message on its screen, "Good timing…." He murmured softly as his dark eyes skimmed the words on his screen, "Ah….the Baroness has located the case. She and her team of seven Vipers are going in to retrieve it now." He informed.
"Seven?" McCullen repeated as his brows furrowed softly before he turned to look over at the Doctor who was pacing again, "Doctor did you order another Viper to go on the mission?" he asked. The Doctor slowed his pacing till he came to a complete stop,
"I did not." He answered in a suspicious voice, "Why?" he asked.
"Because…." McCullen started, "….I had only sent six Vipers to begin with." He answered, "Which means…..there's an extra Viper on that mission." He stated slowly. The Doctor's eyes lowered to the floor in deep thought while Storm Shadow straightened up, a small smirk was tugging at his lips as he slowly shook his head knowingly. McCullen glanced over at the white ninja and raised a soft eyebrow,
"What's so amusing Storm Shadow?" he asked in a serious tone. Storm Shadow turned his dark eyes upon the Doctor and McCullen,
"She's good." He answered. It took a few seconds for the truth to dawn on The Doctor and McCullen, but when it did at last the two men exchanged a quick glance before the Doctor let out another growl,
"Damn that girl!" he angrily swore.
(Back on the ship)
The ship's door opened up and a small ramp was lowered; the six Viper soldiers hopped out of the ship, Isabella jumped down behind them followed by the Baroness. All at once the sound of multiple gun shots went off and as Isabella took a few seconds to examine her surroundings, she found herself on a dark battlefield. The Vipers took up their guns and began firing; Isabella had her own up as well but was not shooting it because she had no idea who they were fighting in the first place. Her eyes quickly spotted a small group of camo wearing men hiding behind trees that the team of Vipers were approaching; she also noted the military vans which had either been tipped over or blown up. As she moved with the group she glanced over at a man in camo and recognized, though this was not a team of Marines, they were from a sister branch of their military. A Viper just a head of her, fired off his gun and an almost blue streak of light shot out before it struck the ground by the man she had been watching and with both horror and rage, she heard the man scream as he flew back into a tree before going limp. Isabella's eyes narrowed before she took off running straight into the battle to get ahead of the Vipers who were closing in on the men, bullets from all around bounced right off her armor as she drew closer to the camo men and readied her gun before she took her aim; at first it looked like she was going to shoot at one of the men in the camo uniforms but just as she cocked the gun, she spun about on her heel and faced the team of Viper's before she started firing at them. She since this was not a weapon she was use to, let alone seen, Isabella missed her targets the first few times. But the time she shot the high-tech gun she nailed a Viper Soldier right in his chest and brought him down.
"Woo! One down, five to go!" she stated triumphantly as she quickly got into the battle. By now, the rest of the Vipers knew her to be false and all seemed to be targeting her. Isabella fired a few more times before she retreated and took shelter behind some trees. The ground was shaking with grenade explosions and the night air was thickening with smoke from small fires that were all around. Behind the tree, Isabella reloaded her gun before she leaned outward to shoot again; her turquoise eyes spotted the Baroness from a distance and two Viper soldiers surrounding one man, as Isabella watched, the Baroness landed a hard kick to the man's face, knocking him to the ground, in one hand she carried a large silver case. Suddenly, the Baroness spun away and as that happened, out of nowhere a large jet flew overhead; As Isabella looked up into the sky at the approaching ship, she saw a man in black skillfully jump out of the jet and land right before the pair of Vipers. In the man's hand he held a single Katana which he used to strike down the two Vipers in just seconds. A cord was then lowered from the jet and a redheaded woman slid down it before joining the battle; she used a weapon that resembled a crossbow which she used and skillfully shot at any Viper in her sight. Isabella shook herself out of the slight trance she was in before she took up fighting herself. She was able to shoot a couple times before an explosion went off just a few feet from where she hid; the force of it launched her into the air before she tumbled to the ground, dropping her gun and did a quick roll to get back up on her feet before she ran for new shelter. Once she had hidden herself from view once more, Isabella reached her hands up and pulled the metal helmet off her head before she tossed it aside,
"Man forget this." She grumbled as she peered out from behind the tree and spotted another Viper soldier; reaching into her sleeve she pulled out the switchblade she had tucked away in it before she snapped the blade out of its hilt and chucked it at the Viper with all her might. The blade stuck into the Viper's neck right below his helmet but to her surprise he kept on walking. Her mouth dropped open in utter disbelief before she saw that the man in the black with the katana finished the Viper off for her. Isabella quickly glanced all around to see that all the Viper's had been defeated and when she at last spotted the Baroness, the dark haired woman was retreating alone back up into her ship which took off into the night. Isabella leaned against the tree to catch her breath,
"Well now that that's over…" she stated before she tugged the heavy breastplate off her body and tossed it aside where the metal helmet laid abandoned. She stretched out her limbs which were slightly sore and stiff from the heavy armor before she froze as she heard a voice speak up from behind.
"Don't move!" the male voice ordered. Isabella straightened up before she calmly turned around; her eyes landed on an attractive black man who stood pointing his automatic at her, he was also dressed in a sandy camo uniform. Isabella raised both her hands up in a surrendering gesture,
"Easy boy." She warned, "….Let's not do anything irrational." She stated. The man frowned,
"You were with them, weren't you?" he asked as his brown eyes quickly skimmed over her Viper attire. Isabella lowered her hands,
"Looks that way doesn't it?" she returned coolly before she moved forward a few steps; the man cocked his gun,
"Hey don't come any closer. I'd hate to shoot a woman." He warned seriously. Isabella stopped when she stood less than two feet away from the man; she frowned softly as she studied his form. Though by his stance he gave the impression of intimidation, Isabella was not swayed by his threat to fire.
"Even if she was unarmed?" she asked in her sweetest voice as her eyes softly narrowed daringly and her hands placed themselves upon her hips. The man gave a soft snort,
"You call that unarmed?" he returned as he nodded at her utility belt which was still holding two handheld guns and a couple grenades. Isabella glanced down at fairly armed form before she looked up and smirked,
"To an extent." She answered, "…but I haven't raised anything against you yet now have I?" she pointed out. The man glanced around for a second in uncertainty,
"…what's your point?" he asked in slight confusion. Isabella rolled her eyes and sighed,
"Listen soldier," she began, "…..we both have had a rough night, that's obvious. Now I don't want any trouble so how about you lower your weapon." She offered.
"And what if I choose not to?" he replied. Isabella shrugged calmly,
"Honestly, I don't really care what you do. Thing only thing that matters to me most now is getting the hell out of here. So I'll just be on my way…." She stated as she made a move to walk around the man; his gun followed her steps,
"I'm afraid you won't be going anywhere." He declared as he stepped out into her path. Isabella stopped her movements and raised an eyebrow,
"Oh really?" she asked.
"I'm gonna have to take you in." he stated. Isabella looked up for a second as she considered his words,
"You're taking me in?" she repeated, "…..that'll be an awfully big task for a man to take on singlehandedly." She finished as she lowered her gaze and met his deep brown eyes with her cool turquoise ones. The man's eyes narrowed slightly before he took a step closer,
"That a threat?" he asked as he pointed his gun right at Isabella's forehead. Isabella smirked softly in amusement,
"No….." she innocently answered as her hand unnoticeably slid down her hip to hover above one of her handheld guns, "….If I want to threaten someone," she began explaining, "I'll do it like this." In the blink of an eye, she whipped out the handheld and had it pointed right in between the man's brown eyes, "We clear?" she asked in her sweet voice. The man stared down at the gun for a few seconds before he glanced back up,
"Crystal…" he grumbled as kept his own weapon pointed at Isabella.
"Good. Now stand down." She ordered.
The man shook his head, "Uh-uh it's not gonna go down like that." He answered.
Isabella shrugged, "Alright well then since we can't come to an agreement, let's compromise." She commandingly offered; again the man shook his head,
"I don't make deals with the enemy." He stated. Isabella brushed off the 'enemy' comment with a swift roll of her eyes before she slowly started circling the man. The man turned with her,
"Look I don't think you'll have much say in this matter," she stated as she quickly glanced away to look out from behind the trees that were keeping them hidden from view, "I have no intention of backing down and from the looks of it, neither do you. So we can either carry on this showdown till sunrise, or you can let me walk away and try helping your comrade over there." She casually informed as she gave a soft nod directing the black man's attention beyond the trees where the another man in camo, the one who was kicked in the face by the Baroness, stood confronted by the group of four people dressed in black; they were the ones who had appeared out of nowhere when the battle had started.
"Duke…" she heard the man mumble under his breath before he looked back at Isabella who was waiting patiently for his answer,
"So….what's it gonna be?" she asked. The man licked his lips in deep thought, his brown eyes going back in forth from Isabella to his friend who looked to be in a tight predicament. The air between them grew so still that they could here the words be spoken back and forth from the other group that were standing just 20 or so feet off. Growing impatient, Isabella pulled her gun back slightly and started moving around the man once more,
"Ok….how about I make the decision for you?" she offered as she quickly stepped around him and started off at a quick walk. Once she had put a couple feet of distance between her and the man, she lowered her gun down to her side as she kept close to the trees and tried going undetected by the other group of people. Since she was wearing black it gave her the advantage to blend in more with the shadows, but the only issue though was the fact that if she wanted a clear path to freedom, she would have to get closer to the people in black before she'd be able to move around them. She moved silently and when she got to the point where they were standing a little more then ten feet away from the trees she was using as cover, she couldn't help but pause for a few moments to listen in on what was being said. A very tan man with dark hair had stepped up and stuck something into the ground, it looked like a metal stick from Isabella's point of view.
"Someone wants a word with you." He told the man who was named Duke as he stood back from the equipment as it glowed and hummed before the holographic visual of a man dressed in a military attire that looked like that of an army commander, appeared out of thin air.
"State your name and rank." He ordered. Duke looked the man over in suspicion,
"You first." He replied boldly.
"Listen kid, my men just save your life, this the part where you say thanks." The man spoke in a very intimidating voice. Duke only shook his head,
"That isn't the word that first comes to mind." He confessed.
Before she could actually catch anything more than that, she felt a strong force knock into her side and shove her out in the open; Isabella quickly steadied herself before she spun about and raised her gun up from her side and pointed it at the dark skinned man in camo from 4 minuets ago.
"You're not getting away that easily." he stated as he had his own gun aimed at her,
Isabella's eyes narrowed softly before she glanced out of the corner of her eyes to see that the group in black and their commanding officer now had their attention directed on her and the dark skinned man. "Don't mind us," Isabella muttered through her teeth as she turned and glared daggers at the dark skinned man in camo, "Please free feel to continue with your conversation." She stated. The group in black exchanged quick glances with each other before a large, muscular black man who was staring over at the other man in camo, spoke up,
"Hand over that case son." He asked in a deadly tone. The redheaded woman then took a step closer,
"Lower your weapon." She added. The man in camo, known apparently as Duke shook his head.
"I don't know you and I sure as hell don't know who they were. And I'm not lowering anything or handing anything over till I get some answers!" Duke boldly declared.
"Yeah….so start talking! Otherwise we can make this whole thing one big turkey shootout." His dark skinned friend added as he turned his gun on the group in black. A flash of silver caught Isabella's eyes before she saw the man in the all black bodysuit who had leaped out of the jet, step out from behind a tree on the man's left side; he held his Katana by one hand at the man's throat in a silent warning. The man grew silent as he eyes the blade with uncertainty, "….or not." He added. Isabella, who had still kept her first gun pointed at the dark skinned man, reached down to her other hip and pulled out her extra handheld before she pointed the other gun at the man in the black bodysuit. She watched as his black covered head turned to look at her before he used his free hand to pull out his own gun and point it at her.
"Easy Snake Eyes." The commanding officer stated before he looked back over at Duke, "My name is General Clayton Abernathy, perhaps you've heard of me."
A look of recognition came across Duke's face, "General Hawk, Afghanistan…." Duke was going to carry on but was stopped short,
"That was my last job; I'm working an entirely different level now." He casually informed,
"Which is what sir?" Duke asked,
"That's classified information. I'll inform you about it when we can meet face to face." General Hawk answered. Duke straightened up,
"Where are you sir?" Duke asked. Hawk smirked,
"See for yourself." He answered before he faded from scene. The dark skinned man known as Ripcord let out a loud sigh before he glanced down at the blade still close to his throat,
"Do you mind?" he asked the man who was called Snaked Eyes. Snake Eyes slowly brought his katana back and slid it into its sheath upon his back before he lowered his gun and put it into his holster on his side. Ripcord himself even lowered is weapon; in fact mostly everyone there did with the exception of Isabella. The large muscular black man with a British accent looked Isabella's defensive stance over,
"You going to stand down, Miss?" he asked. Isabella glanced over at him before her eyes traced over the rest of the people that were now all staring at her; slowly she shook her head,
"All of you might be on friendly terms now but that doesn't mean I have to be." She answered fearlessly. The redheaded woman raised an eyebrow at her response,
"And whose side are you on?" she softly demanded, "Clearly you're not with them, definitely not with us and if I didn't know any better I'd say you like a Viper Soldier to me." She stated suspiciously. Isabella's eyes narrowed daringly,
"I'm not on a side," she answered, "….I stand alone."
"And how did you end up here?" The red head asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"That's not any of your concern now is it?" Isabella swiftly threw back.
"This was a classified a mission here, if you're not working with NATO or us that makes it our business." She replied coolly. Isabella rolled her eyes,
"I'm sorry is that supposed to intimidate me?" Isabella mocked boldly; the redhead's eyebrows rose up in quiet anger,
"Excuse me?" she demanded.
"Do I really have to repeat myself?" Isabella answered sarcastically. Both young women seemed to take a step towards each other in a silent challenge, Ripcord swiftly stepped in,
"How can you be working alone when I caught you with those….metal men?" he asked. Isabella turned her attention on him,
"And who says I'm working with them?" she threw back defensively.
"I saw you dressed exactly like them! You even carried the same weapons." He replied. Isabella shrugged a shoulder,
"So what? You're basing things off my looks." She wittily threw back, "Ever heard the phrase 'looks can be deceiving'?" she casually pointed out.
"Yeah well not in this case." Ripcord grumbled.
"Tell us your name and who you work for." The redhead woman demanded.
"Not gonna happen." Isabella answered with a shake of her head.
"If you choose not to cooperate, then you'll leave us no choice but to take you into custody." She stated in a warning voice. Isabella snorted softly,
"That's the second time tonight I've been informed of that course of action."
"And you would do well to take heed of it, we do not play games." She informed seriously,
"Neither do I." Isabella answered in her low, dangerous voice.
"Fine then; looks like you'll now be coming back to base with us for further questioning." The redhead stated, "You gonna come quietly or will we have to take you there by force?" she asked.
"And what makes you think I'd allow myself to be taken into your guys' custody in the first place?" Isabella asked challengingly. Before Isabella could blink, the man in the black body suit struck out and knocked one of her guns right out of her hand before he swiftly grabbed onto her other arm and twisted in painfully behind her back. Despite the incredible strain on her arm, Isabella did not let go of her last gun so Snake Eyes, who now stood behind her, applied more pressure, lifting her twisted limb up her back. In an attempt to lighten the pressure on her arm, Isabella had to drop to a squatting position but Snake Eyes didn't ease up. Her left shoulder felt like it would pop out of its socket in a second if Snake Eyes put even the slightest bit more pressure on it; her eyes closed themselves in pain as she bit back her cries.
"If you still want your shoulder intact, I'd suggest you drop that gun." The redhead stated. Isabella took in a sharp breath of pure rage before she reluctantly let the gun fall out of her hand and hit the ground. "Now then," the redhead continued, "….let's get this case and…guest back to base." She added before she turned around and swiftly walked back to their jet; the other men quickly followed behind while Snake Eyes slightly eased up on his grip to allow Isabella to stand before he gave her a firm nudged toward their ship. At the ship's entrance the redhead stood waiting in the doorway before she tossed something metal at Snake Eyes who easily caught it in his black gloved hand and nodded softly. Then he dropped Isabella's twisted arm while still keeping his unbreakable grip on her so that he could cuff both her hands behind her back. Isabella let out a huffed sighed in frustration as she felt the cool metal rings snap tightly around both her wrists.
"Not again...." she grumbled inside her mind. Snake Eyes gave her a soft push forward and Isabella reluctantly stepped up into the ship.
