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Chapter VI: The Synthoid Conspiracy Part II or An Escape, a conversation and Berg Katse
0 reviewsMutt deserts. Wolf and Cover Girl finally confront each other about their feelings, with a little help. Duke meets Berg Katse.
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Chapter VI: The Synthoid Conspiracy Part II or An Escape, a conversation and Berg Katse
“Mutt, don’t move!”
Mutt watched, wondering if Rock ‘n’ Roll lost his mind. Is he doing Franks’ dirty work? He can’t. Rock ‘n’ Roll opened fire with two small missiles on the cycle’s sidecar. The missiles missed Mutt by inches, blowing a hole in the perimeter fence. “Get lost, both of you!” He ordered.
“Rock ‘n’ Roll, thanks.” Mutt replied before he and Junkyard escaped.
“The Knight Sabers and one they call Mutt: I want them brought back, alive or otherwise!”
“No! General Franks, you can’t….” Scarlett protested.
“One more word and you’ll join this karate-kicking traitor in the guardhouse!” ‘Franks’ told Scarlett, then turned to the MPs. “Take him away!”
“You bastard!” Scarlett angrily muttered under her breath
Mutt and Junkyard made into the woods outside the base, hoping those MPs won’t be dumb enough to follow them in there. “Cobra’s gotta to behind this. But how did they turn our military against us?” Mutt asked Junkyard, not really expecting the dog to answer.
“How badly do you want the answer, Joe? Enough to trust me?” A voice asked.
Mutt turned to see Destro before him. “Let me out this way, Destro. I’d rather trust a rabid weasel!”
“I expected as much.” Destro flatly responded firing his handgun at Mutt and Junkyard. He fired off two darts loaded with heavy tranquilizers
Tossing and turning in her sleeping bag, Cover Girl’s eyes forced open, turning on her side, expecting someone with her, she gave off a sigh. Another intense dream. She noted, for almost a year she would have some of the most intense fantasies. Climbing out of her sleeping bag, she pulled on her boots before climbing to her feet. Noting the cold air as she exited the support truck, she zipped up her leather jacket.
“Trouble sleeping?” A voice asked.
Sylia stood before her smoking a cigarette; she had the first watch of a four-hour rotation schedule. To avoid detection from military forces, the Knight Sabers, hid the support truck in an abandoned barn on some old farmland. “Yeah,” she quietly said, avoiding Sylia’s gaze.
“Let’s take a walk, Courtney.” She said; calling Cover Girl by her given name put her slightly at ease.
As the two walked, taking the refreshing cool night air, Sylia could tell something was troubling her. “You love Priss, don’t you?”
Cover Girl’s eyes widen two times their normal size at Sylia’s remark. How did she know? She never talked to the Knight Saber leader about personal problems; Priss may have spoken to her. “How did you know?”
Sylia gave a smile. “Even with a mere casual observation, I could tell something was going on between you two, besides Priss talked to me about it.”
“What did she say?”
“Anything she has told me is confidential. I can say this, she has expressed the same reluctance to admit her feelings for you.”
Cover Girl gave off a sardonic chuckle, that Priss was in the same position she was. “I tried to deny it, rationalize it that it was nothing since I’ve dated men and that I had sex with men. Can I tell you something, Lt?”
“First, let’s drop all rank and the codenames, since this is what some would describe as ‘girl talk?’”
“Close enough, Sylia.” She smiled. But the smile was soon gone. “I never thought it was possible but this hot tempered wild woman with a bad attitude walks into my life. But during our imprisonment by Cobra, I saw another side, she was very vulnerable and I couldn’t stand to see her like that. She said I was her lifeline. I hate to admit this but I would have some of the most intense fantasies about her.”
Sylia only lifted an eyebrow.
“They’re so intense and very erotic. One of the most intense I would have is I’m stranded in the jungle, being chased by a group of hungry cannibals, then I would see this wild, savage, untamed woman coming to my rescue. It was Priss and she looked like Sheena Queen of the Jungle and that was when the dream really got hot.”
“I see. I think I have a solution to both of your problems.” Sylia said referring to both Cover Girl’s problems and Priss’. Sylia told Cover Girl to wait while she headed back to support truck to wake Priss on the pretense that she had an early watch. Returning with Priss, Sylia said that the two had a few things to discuss and that she would give them some privacy. Sylia gave them some distance to where she could not hear what being said, but she watched the actions. The two were having a very intimate conversation, then the two kissed, she could tell it was a very awkward moment for the two, since it was the first time either has kissed another woman. But the two seem to enjoy it that their next kiss was longer and more passionate. Sylia smiled, this was probably the first time in her life she ever played cupid. Priss and Cover Girl spent too much time worrying about on how each other react instead of confronting each other about their feelings.
“You don’t seem to grasp the full scope of this plan, Duke.”
“I guess this where you tell me the full details of your plot then kill me?” Duke sarcastically shot back.
“Oh come on Duke! You think this is a James Bond movie?! I’m Goldfinger and you’re Bond whose about to be vertically cut in half by laser! Please.” Berg Katse ranted, he did not want to sound like a clichéd villain from a B-movie who tells the hero his plot and ends up foiling the villain in the end. “I’ll tell you this much, Duke, that destruction GI Joe is just one small part to a much grander scheme.” Katse told Duke.
“Why, you dirty son of…..”
Berg Katse watched with amusement as Duke tried to lunge at him and his Crimson Guards quickly subdued him. “Take him away!”
“Mutt, don’t move!”
Mutt watched, wondering if Rock ‘n’ Roll lost his mind. Is he doing Franks’ dirty work? He can’t. Rock ‘n’ Roll opened fire with two small missiles on the cycle’s sidecar. The missiles missed Mutt by inches, blowing a hole in the perimeter fence. “Get lost, both of you!” He ordered.
“Rock ‘n’ Roll, thanks.” Mutt replied before he and Junkyard escaped.
“The Knight Sabers and one they call Mutt: I want them brought back, alive or otherwise!”
“No! General Franks, you can’t….” Scarlett protested.
“One more word and you’ll join this karate-kicking traitor in the guardhouse!” ‘Franks’ told Scarlett, then turned to the MPs. “Take him away!”
“You bastard!” Scarlett angrily muttered under her breath
Mutt and Junkyard made into the woods outside the base, hoping those MPs won’t be dumb enough to follow them in there. “Cobra’s gotta to behind this. But how did they turn our military against us?” Mutt asked Junkyard, not really expecting the dog to answer.
“How badly do you want the answer, Joe? Enough to trust me?” A voice asked.
Mutt turned to see Destro before him. “Let me out this way, Destro. I’d rather trust a rabid weasel!”
“I expected as much.” Destro flatly responded firing his handgun at Mutt and Junkyard. He fired off two darts loaded with heavy tranquilizers
Tossing and turning in her sleeping bag, Cover Girl’s eyes forced open, turning on her side, expecting someone with her, she gave off a sigh. Another intense dream. She noted, for almost a year she would have some of the most intense fantasies. Climbing out of her sleeping bag, she pulled on her boots before climbing to her feet. Noting the cold air as she exited the support truck, she zipped up her leather jacket.
“Trouble sleeping?” A voice asked.
Sylia stood before her smoking a cigarette; she had the first watch of a four-hour rotation schedule. To avoid detection from military forces, the Knight Sabers, hid the support truck in an abandoned barn on some old farmland. “Yeah,” she quietly said, avoiding Sylia’s gaze.
“Let’s take a walk, Courtney.” She said; calling Cover Girl by her given name put her slightly at ease.
As the two walked, taking the refreshing cool night air, Sylia could tell something was troubling her. “You love Priss, don’t you?”
Cover Girl’s eyes widen two times their normal size at Sylia’s remark. How did she know? She never talked to the Knight Saber leader about personal problems; Priss may have spoken to her. “How did you know?”
Sylia gave a smile. “Even with a mere casual observation, I could tell something was going on between you two, besides Priss talked to me about it.”
“What did she say?”
“Anything she has told me is confidential. I can say this, she has expressed the same reluctance to admit her feelings for you.”
Cover Girl gave off a sardonic chuckle, that Priss was in the same position she was. “I tried to deny it, rationalize it that it was nothing since I’ve dated men and that I had sex with men. Can I tell you something, Lt?”
“First, let’s drop all rank and the codenames, since this is what some would describe as ‘girl talk?’”
“Close enough, Sylia.” She smiled. But the smile was soon gone. “I never thought it was possible but this hot tempered wild woman with a bad attitude walks into my life. But during our imprisonment by Cobra, I saw another side, she was very vulnerable and I couldn’t stand to see her like that. She said I was her lifeline. I hate to admit this but I would have some of the most intense fantasies about her.”
Sylia only lifted an eyebrow.
“They’re so intense and very erotic. One of the most intense I would have is I’m stranded in the jungle, being chased by a group of hungry cannibals, then I would see this wild, savage, untamed woman coming to my rescue. It was Priss and she looked like Sheena Queen of the Jungle and that was when the dream really got hot.”
“I see. I think I have a solution to both of your problems.” Sylia said referring to both Cover Girl’s problems and Priss’. Sylia told Cover Girl to wait while she headed back to support truck to wake Priss on the pretense that she had an early watch. Returning with Priss, Sylia said that the two had a few things to discuss and that she would give them some privacy. Sylia gave them some distance to where she could not hear what being said, but she watched the actions. The two were having a very intimate conversation, then the two kissed, she could tell it was a very awkward moment for the two, since it was the first time either has kissed another woman. But the two seem to enjoy it that their next kiss was longer and more passionate. Sylia smiled, this was probably the first time in her life she ever played cupid. Priss and Cover Girl spent too much time worrying about on how each other react instead of confronting each other about their feelings.
“You don’t seem to grasp the full scope of this plan, Duke.”
“I guess this where you tell me the full details of your plot then kill me?” Duke sarcastically shot back.
“Oh come on Duke! You think this is a James Bond movie?! I’m Goldfinger and you’re Bond whose about to be vertically cut in half by laser! Please.” Berg Katse ranted, he did not want to sound like a clichéd villain from a B-movie who tells the hero his plot and ends up foiling the villain in the end. “I’ll tell you this much, Duke, that destruction GI Joe is just one small part to a much grander scheme.” Katse told Duke.
“Why, you dirty son of…..”
Berg Katse watched with amusement as Duke tried to lunge at him and his Crimson Guards quickly subdued him. “Take him away!”
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