Author: CjtheShort PM
A.J 'Rebel' Raiders could be seen as one of the greatest military personnel of her time, but every accomplishment comes with a price. When her largest mile stone had a price far too high, she ran away from the only family she knew. After five years, they reclaimed her and she is determined not to let them down again. SE/OCRated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Romance - Chapters: 15 - Words: 27,413 - Reviews: 58 - Favs: 48 - Follows: 60 - Updated: 05-02-13 - Published: 06-16-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8222768
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What is this? An update so soon? Yep. Old Desky hasn't let me down so far, I'm just going to type up as much as I can. Did I mention how small this keyboard is? Its ridiculously small!
"No. I won't do it." The man protested before the furious woman swiped her hand across his face. He didn't respond at all, he sat there calmly like a dog who had been put back in his cage; there was no use fighting, he wouldn't be able to escape the bars.
"Listen here, Markio." She spat, her angelic face crinkled in anger. "You will do as I say, or your daughter will die." The blonde woman hissed.
"She will die anyway! Cobra is going to blow the base up! Remember, you are the she-devil who helped him!" The dark skinned man shouted. The woman cocked her hand to back-hand him, but he did not cringe. She let out a disgusted sigh and combed her hair over with her fingers.
"If you do as I say, she will be spared. But only if it is followed through." Said in stubborn defeat.
"Thank you, Miss. Eris. Thank you." Markio praised her before he left to attend to his task. Eris walked calmly to her desk and sat down in her throne of a chair. She smirked and propped her high heels up, putting her hands behind her head.
"One born every minute." She triumphantly said. Something on her desk beeped and she pressed the answer button with her slender shoe heel.
"Yes, what is it?" Eris said closing her eyes to relax.
"The Commander wishes to know when the attack will be launched." The familiar Scottish accent of Destro spoke. Eris groaned and rubbed her eyes, this fool was starting to bother her.
"Give it at least a few more days, if you can wait that long." She said. The Joes had not yet found their plans and the viruses had expanded through the entire system by now.
"We'll make sure your favor goes through, Miss. Eris." Destro said before hanging up on his end. Eris had not allowed any 'hologram-calls' since they had planted their attack, which gave Cobra a reason to become suspicious. She wanted to keep him on his toes, to suspect everything; to be paranoid beyond human comprehension. Then, it would just be a matter of time before The Brotherhood could take over Cobra.
Rebel and Snake Eyes laid on her overly stuffed bed as they stared at the ceiling, which Rebel had mapped out all the constellations on with posters; he let her wear his visor after she asked a couple of times. She was in her usual wear of overly baggy sweat pants and a black tank top as Snake was in his work out dress.
"I feel so bad ass…." She said as Snake struggled not to laugh out loud as she took it off and laid it off to the side. He turned his head to the left so he could look at her; she did the same before tracing her finger over his jaw line. Rebel had taken her hiding gloves, exposing her scarred flesh. Snake gently took her wrist and turned in over, looking at the permanent damage they had inflicted on her. He looked at her with sky blue eyes as her bright green seemed to never stop smiling, even when her past like hers.
"Don't worry about it." She said before kissing him on his forehead. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. She smiled at him as he rubbed his hands up and down her back. Rebel fought laughing as he passed over her ticklish side each time, he smiled back at her before slipping his hand under her shirt.
"Snake!" She laughed as he unlatched her bra. Rebel gave him a playful nip on the neck as he buried his lips in her shoulder.
"Arty? Artemis Sky Raiders you better answer me when I call you." The round black woman put her hands on her hips as she looked left and right between the wild child's favorite hiding places.
"Rawr!" Was the sound that nearly scared her out of her skin. She looked up with fright to see the little girl hanging by her feet from a rafter! The woman simply put her hand over her heart and shook her head.
"Child, you are gonna be just like your momma when you grows up." She said in her very thick Southern accent. The blonde child smiled brightly as her bicolored eyes sparked with happiness. She had gotten in to the make-up again as she used to eye-liner for war paint. Typical Artemis with her white tank top, blue baggy karate pants and her black head band. She cut her hair herself after a picture she found of her mother; even had her own messy, lose braid. She was taller, stronger, smarter and frankly more of a ten year old than a five year old.
"Ya really think so, Big Momma?" Artemis asked whole-honestly as she still hung upside down.
"Well sure! If you keep hanging upside down, you'll end with bats in your belfry as well." Big Momma laughed and walked back to the kitchen to check on dinner. Artemis sighed before dropping down, landing almost silently. She knew Big Momma was only joking, but it hurt and made her a little mad when people said that about her mother.
'My mom is the best solider there ever was or ever will be.' She thought as she dashed up stairs to her room while Big Momma couldn't hear her. Artemis closed the door quietly and drew the blinds down before she opened the closet door and closing it behind her. Very quickly, she pulled a string that pulled a set of stairs down and leapt up them and pulled them up.
This was her space. The attic space over her room was where all her treasurers were as a small window let in a comforting light. Against the wall were make shift shelves and drawers she made herself; they were filled with rocks, bottles, arrow heads, feathers and bones. Next to the window was a very small dresser drawer she got from the trash pit through the woods, on it was a picture of her mother and her late father. They were standing side-by-side, but their arms were wrapped around each other, this was her most prized treasure.
In front of it was a sleeping bag and pillow, which Artemis was now laying on; staring at the picture. In the drawers were all sorts of things her mother had given her and sent to her.
"You are gone an awful lot, but I know it's for a good reason." She said as a misplaced tear started to fall. "I just wish you were here now…"
Tada! Gave you a little taste of Artemis there at the end. She's such a little trash picker, that girl…
Anyhow, next chapter shall be ACTION. So get ready.