Lt. Storm leaps out of the way as Golobulus lunges trying to grab him, the half snake man swings his tail around tripping the Joe. Storm stumbles trying to scramble to his feet and keep an eye on the quick moving freak of nature. Golobulus smacks his tail down knocking the Joe leader down. Afterburner aims her gun as Rattlesnake steps between them, and Feedback tries to help Storm to his feet.
“I wouldn’t shoot him my dear, he’ll get awfully mad.”
“Get out of the way you quack.”
“Darling, is that anyway to speak to a man who wants to give you the world.”
“What? Please, I wouldn’t touch you to scratch you.”
“Bitch.” Rattlesnake backhands Afterburner.
Feedback jams his knife into Golobulus’s tail causing the creature to wail. He moves with incredible speed his hands already pressing against the Joe’s head. “I will crush your skull.” He hisses, his nails of his mutated right arm scratching along Feedback’s helmet.
Storm pulls a collapsible staff from the back of his belt snapping it straight as he swings it at Golobulus’s head. The contact sends shockwaves up Storm’s arms causing him to drop the staff. “Talk about a hard head.”
Afterburner returns Rattlesnakes smack with the blunt end of her gun across his face knocking out a few teeth in the process. The mad scientist drops to the floor, but does not scream out in pain as he picks up his bloody teeth, watching as more blood drips onto the floor from his mouth. He looks up at Afterburner with a smile. “I like pain you naughty little minks you.”
“You are a sick twisted little man.”
“Oh honey I am certainly not a little man.”
“Oh my god, have you ever picked up a girl with lines like that?”
Rattlesnake thinks about it for a moment. “No.”
Lt. Storm jabs the end of his staff into the exposed side of Golobulus finally getting the creature to release Feedback. “You okay?”
“Yeah…”
“Come on you ugly son-of-a…” Storm moves quickly as Golobulus lunges for him smacking into the wall, leaving a dent. “Oh, now that’s gotta hurt.” He laughs, then quickly steps back as the creature leers at him. “Oh damn.”
“You…you will die slowly. I will tear off each finger, then each limb until nothing but pieces of you remain.” Golobulus howls. “Then I will feast on your dismembered body and pick my teeth with your bones.”
“Okay…time for plan B.” Storm pulls out his guns firing wildly to distract Golobulus as he tries to run past him towards Feedback.
Afterburner cuffs Rattlesnake, after having knocked him out, sick of his inappropriate banter with her. “God I hate guys like you.” She looks over at Storm and Feedback fighting with the monster popping out her knife from her leg holster. “Hey ugly, leave them or I’ll cut your masters throat.” She shouts holding the knife firmly to Rattlesnake’s neck.
Golobulus pauses staring at her. “No one is my master, I am my own being.” He growls. “My hearts beat on their own.”
“Hearts?”
“STORM!” Fallout shouts as he and Snow Squall burst into the command center. “What in the f@#& is that?”
“Fallout, frag him n…” Storm is heaved into the air by Golobulus’s tail and slung at Afterburner.
The creature swings his tail back around knocking Feedback into the wall and darts for his two new guests. “Die!”
Snow Squall pushes Fallout down as he slams his snowboard into Golobulus’s face forcing him back in pain. “Eat that freak.” He grabs Fallout helping him up. “Sorry about that.”
“No problem, gave me time to load my flash bang. Cover your eyes.” He pops off the device that explodes mid air with a brilliant white light blinding the monster. “Come on we gotta book it now.”
Afterburner pushes the unconscious Rattlesnake off her. “Thank god he was out for that, but I still swear he groped me.” She comments as Storm helps her to her feet, noticing the gash on his arm. “Oh my god, sir you’re bleeding.”
“I’m fine, we have to go now before that thing regains his sight.” Storm grabs Feedback’s arm helping him up as the rest rush out the door. “You okay?”
“Just got the wind knocked out of me, and I think my pack is fried.”
“Leave it then.” He helps Feedback to disconnect it as the creature in the room wails about.
“You will die for this G.I.Joe’s, die!”
“Some other time freak.” Storm feels his heart skip as Golobulus spins around. “Go…go…” He says pushing Feedback for the door as the monster slams into Storm forcing them both out into the corridor.
“No!” Fallout opens fire on Golobulus trying to force him back, the bullets just bouncing off his hardened shell, and the ones that find flesh do not seem to phase him. The Joe pulls out a small explosive whipping it at the creature sticking it right above his mutated eye.
“What is that…?” Afterburner asks.
Snow Squall and Fallout grab Storm and Feedback as Golobulus tries to get the device off his face to no avail.
“It’s a small explosive, not much punch to it but it’ll bide us some time, now lets move.”
“What hit me?”
Fallout looks at Storm and smiles. “A creature of nightmares.”
“Oh.” Storm says looking back at him dazed.
Golobulus slithers after the Joe’s noticing they are getting away.
“Why hasn’t your thing done anything yet?”
“Just wait for it girl…two…one…” Fallout smirks.
Golobulus screams out in pain as the explosive detonates, a spray of blood splatters across the corridor wall from his face and his mutated eye drops to the floor rolling.
“Oh god…” Afterburner chokes as they continue on, not stopping.

“What the hell was that?” Hotwire remarks hearing the explosion as she, Target and Chamber head for the entry point. “Was that one of yours?” She asks Chamber.
“Nope, not mine but hopefully one of ours.”
“Dude, that made no sense.” Target comments.
“Think about, it does.” Hotwire retorts. “Where’s Fallout and his team?”
“Look.” Target points to Medic who waves them from outside the Terrordrome. “Hey, where is everyone else, what’s going on?”
“Lt. Storm radioed Fallout, he and Snow Squall went to assist them, it didn’t sound good.”
“We heard an explosion, it wasn’t one of the charges I set.” Chamber informs her. “But I think it may have been one of ours.”
“Why do you say that?”
“I have an ear for these things. Plus that scream that echoed it wasn’t human.”
“Scream, I didn’t hear a scream?” Hotwire looks at Target who is also confused.
“Like I said I have an ear for these things.”
“I’m going to try to contact them.” Medic pulls the small CB from her shoulder strap. “Lt. Storm, Fallout, anyone, do you read me?” There is silence for a moment making Medic’s heart skip a beat. “Chamer…Afterbur….”
“Fallout here, we copy, kind of busy running from a monster.”
“A what?”
“We’ll explain later…Chamber, the boss man wants to know the detonation time?”
Chamber looks down at his watch. “You only have T minus 5 minutes and 26 seconds.”
“Storm says to get as far away as…aaacckkkkk!!!”
“FALLOUT RESPOND!!” Medic screams.
No response.
“Fallout…oh god…Lieutenant….someone…”
Sskkkkttttt “Go now that’s an order.” Storms voice crackles over the radio amoungst gun fire and horrible growling sounds.
“You heard him.” Chamber says.
“What?”
“Sorry Target, we follow orders, if we go back and don’t make it who is going to rescue us. We fall back and hope they make it out, if not, we go digging for them and hope they are alive. Now let’s move.”

Inside the Terrordrome, the Joe’s fight against a half blind Golobulus who is determined not to let them leave alive. He moves quickly even for his size, lashing out at the Joe’s weapons in an effort to disarm them. Ignoring Storm and Feedback who are still a bit disoriented for him previous attack.
“My head is still ringing.”
“Keep going Feedback, get out.”
“What? Sir I’m not leaving you guys here with that.”
“I’m giving you an order, you have information downloaded from the Terrordrome, we need that. Go and don’t look back no matter what.”
Feedback grabs Storms arm and nods. “God speed.” He looks up as Fallout once again save Afterburner, pulling her away in time before Golobulus’s tail crushes her. He pulls himself to his feet and runs for it.
“You won’t leave alive!” The creature snarls noticing the escaping Joe.
“Eat lead Golobulus!” Storm shouts as he fires with his dual self loading pistols at the monster to distract him long enough. “Yo Joe!” He counts each shot in his head as Golobulus slithers back mainly protecting his bloody face. “Fallout, you got any more of those mini explosives?”
“Getting them ready now.”
“Good.”
Afterburner makes her move while their foe is distracted, she slams her knife into his tail causing him to wail in pain. Golobulus whips it around hitting her in the head and slamming her into the wall.
“Afterburner!” Fallout runs to her brushing her hair from her face.
“How is she?” Storm shouts knowing he’s getting to the end of his clips.
“Out cold.”
“Snow Squall take her and get out, Fallout, I need you assistance here.”
“Ready sir.”
“Just in time.” Storm says as he clicks his empty guns.
Golobulus wails at them, his face red with anger.

Feedback staggers out the hole in the Terrordrome they made earlier falling to his knees.
“Oh my god.” Hotwire gasps, noticing him first. “Medic.” She grabs the woman’s arm as she runs for their team mate. “Feedback!” Target and Chamber run after the girls hoping to see the rest of their team.
Medic drops down next to Feedback pulling out her mini light and checking his pupils. “What happened, are you okay?”
“Where’s the others?” Hotwire asks.
“Monster…Storm ordered me out…” He feels his head swimming and passes out.
“Medic?”
“He’s suffered a concussion Chamber.”
“Target, help me carry him. We have to get away from this place, those bombs we set are about to go off.”
“The others?” Hotwire looks in through the opening. “Where are they?”
“All we can do right now is pray.” Medic says grabbing Hotwire’s arm and pulling her back.

Back inside, Fallout throws the last of his mini explosives at Golobulus as Storm checks his watch. “How much time?” Storm just looks at him. “Then we better run as fast as we can.” He looks back at Snow Squall who’s made it several feet down the corridor and is still moving fairly fast with Afterburner slung over his shoulder.
The mini explosives detonate on Golobulus, part of his chest armour rips off, and a chunk of his tail nearly hits Storm as he dodges it. The last one sends a few fingers flying off his mutated arm.
“That’s gross.” Fallout comments.
“Which, the monster or the flying bits?” Storm jokes glancing at his watch.
“Both. It was great serving with you.”
“Don’t count us out yet.”
Fallout takes one look back as Snow Squall rounds the corner almost to the exit.

“LOOK!” Target shouts running towards the Terrordrome.
“NO!” Chamber grabs the young mans arm slinging him to the ground. “GET DOWN! GET DOWN!!!” He shouts at Snow Squall. His watch beeps signalling the last few seconds. “GET DOWN!!!”
They hear popping sounds followed by explosions as the Terrordrome begins to erupt. Snow Squall pumps his legs trying to get more distance before he is forced to hit the ground covering Afterburner with his body.
“Oh my god…” Hotwire panics watching as a fireball erupts out the hole fighting the urge to run for her team mates. She is forced to the ground by Chamber who holds her from looking back.
“Don’t…keep down.” He grunts as smaller debris flies around them.
A few more explosions erupt as the base is engulfed in flames, the fire rushes through the corridors burning everything left inside.. Chamber slowly gets up watching the blaze.
“Holy crap dude…” Target comments. “What did you put in those things.”
“I attached a few to a propane main I found. That stuff fires up good.”
More explosions are set off blowing out one side of the Terrordrome.
“That must have been the armoury.” Chamber comments, listening to the sounds. “I think we’re safe, the armoury was on the other side, minimal explosions to this side.” He lets Hotwire up as she hurries to her feat.
“Snow Squall…SNOW SQUALL!?!” Hotwire shouts carefully making her way towards the burning wreckage. “Oh god, answer me please…SNOW SQUALL!?!” She spots some moving rubble and signals Target over. The young Joe hurries over to assist her. They pull off a few sheets of scorched metal.
“Holy hot man, I can feel the heat through my gloves.” Target comments.
“Think of how I feel.” Snow Squall comments as they pull the last sheet off them. “Like a marshmallow in a camp fire.”
Target pats down his smouldering jacket.
“Afterburner…is she okay?”
Snow Squall checks for a pulse and nods. “She got knocked out, you wouldn’t believe what we faced in there.”
“Feedback said something about a monster before he passed out.” Hotwire informs him.
“How is he?”
“Medic says he has a concussion.”
Afterburner moans as she comes to. “Did we make it?”
“Yes we did girl.” Snow Squall helps her to her feet as Target and Hotwire help them to Medic for a once over.
Chamber stands staring at the burning mass of metal. “Come on…come on.”
Hotwire places a hand on his shoulder. “It’s not your fault, you followed orders. We all know the risks.”
“They had to have made it, Storm’s has a freaking horse shoe up his @$$ and after what Fallout did back in the plane to save Afterburner….the two of them had to have made it out.”
“We’ll search as soon as it’s safe enough.”
“Come on, we need to brief Snow Squall and Afterburner, find out what they faced in there.” Hotwire takes Chamber’s hand and leads him to the others.

Meanwhile, back at the Serpent Squads holding cells, Major Fear, now ritually dressed in the Minister of Defence’s blood, searches the man’s body.
“What are you doing?” Lady D. asks.
“Ah, here it is.” He pulls a cell phone from one of the dead mans pockets. “Let’s see who he’s called shall we.” Fear flips open the slim phone and accesses the call menu searching through it. “Wife…wife…wife…the man was whipped. Tisk, tisk, making so many personal calls on the countries dime. Ah, what do we have here?”
Lady D. leans over looking at the display trying not to come in contact with Fear’s blood adorned body. “R.R?”
Fear hits the call button and listens. “It’s ringing. Still ringing…ah voice mail…”
“You’ve reached the mailbox of Rebecca Ramon, please leave a message and I’ll get back to you.”
“Rebecca Ramon.” Fear repeats.
Lt. Graves returns with a laptop placing it down on the table taking a quick glance down at the dead man. “Vee and Typhoon are securing the place and rounding up the rest of our plants. No S.O.S’s have gone out that we know of.”
“Good, let’s look up a Rebecca Ramon, and do you think you can use this cell to trace a call?”
“Possibly.”
“Then do it, we have very little time. She is the only one so far that knows of what has happened here.”
“What about the Joe team, she may have alerted them.” Lady D. says.
“They are too far to be of any use to her. They have invaded our home, its time for us to invade theirs. Lady D. have Vee round us up some transportation.”
“As you command.”
“And find our uniforms and gear, I’m sure they are stored here somewhere.” Fear leans over to watch Lt. Graves with an evil grin across his face.

Boothia Peninsula, the Joe team tends to their wounded, Target assisting Medic. Hotwire sits with a still unconscious Feedback. Chamber, Snow Squall and Afterburner talk amoungst themselves watching the Terrordrome burn.
“If they made it out we should have seen some kind of sign by now.”
“I know Afterburner, but they could also be trapped and with Feedback K.O’d we’re kind of lacking in the communications department.” Chamber explains.
“I guess you are in command then.” Snow Squall says to Chamber.
“No, Storm and Fallout are in there alive, I know it.”
“Yeah but we need someone to organize us and make some decisions.”
Chamber looks at Afterburner. “Be my guess, we’re the same rank and I’m really not the lead a squad type, and you’re more a take charge kind of gal.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment, since I’m sure it was meant to be one.” The brunette smiles. “Alright, fine. You and Snow Squall start a search for our two missing team mates, I’ll have Target head back to the chopper and try to radio for help.”
“Sounds good toots.” Chamber remarks as he and Snow Squall head for the Terrordrome.
Afterburner sends Target off then kneels down next to Feedback. “How is he Medic?”
“Still no response. The rest of you check out okay, just some minor cuts and a few broken bones.”
Afterburner places her hand on the side of Feedback’s face. “Hey you, if you can here me we could really use your help right now. We need to get an SOS out.” She sighs, then quickly pulls her hand away as his eyes flutter open.
Medic grabs her gear checking him over.
“What’s with the bright lights?” He moans.
“Just sit still, I’m checking your pupils.” Medic explains. “How do you feel?”
“Like I was run over by a train.”
“Here.” She pulls out some medication and a water bottle from her medical supplies. “Take these.”
Hotwire helps Feedback with the medication then slowly assists him in sitting up.
“So, where’s everyone else?”
The girls look at each other and lower their heads.

Snow Squall and Chamber circle the smouldering Terrordrome, still too hot to get close too. They search through some of the scattered debris hoping to find their two MIA team mates alive.
“I don’t know about you Chamber, but the more we look the more my stomach knots.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean.”
Suddenly a chunk of metal goes flying through the air caused by a small explosion.
“Damn, this place is still hot.” Chamber comments, referring that it’s still dangerous with latent explosions.
“No, wait…look.” Snow Squall hurries to the area of the explosion as Lt. Storm and Fallout emerge, covered in soot and slightly singed.
“Son of a bitch…” Chamber looks back towards the others. “HEY! WE FOUND THEM, THEIR ALIVE!!” He follows Snow Squall feeling excitement and joy.
“How the hell did you guys survive that?” The Joe offers Storm a hand in climbing out from the wreckage.
“I’ll tell you later.” Storm comments. “How’s everyone else?”
“We all made it sir.” Chamber responds.
Afterburner and Hotwire come running up with tears running down their face. Afterburner throws her arms around Fallout, as Hotwire hugs Lt. Storm.
“Oh thank god, we thought…”
“We’re Joe’s Afterburner, its going to take a lot more then some bioengineered monster and a Terrordrome coming down on us to stop us.” Storm remarks.
“What happened to Golobulus?” Snow Squall asks.
“Golobulus?” Chamber questions.
“You didn’t tell them?”
“We were kind of more concerned about you two and tending to Feedback, he’s out cold.”
“No he’s not Squall, he came too finally, Medic says he’s going to be okay but still would like to evac ASAP and get him back to base. Target’s gone to radio for help, Snow Squall and Chamber were in charge of finding you two.” Afterburner explains.
“Who thought of all that?” Storm asks.
“I did sir.”
“Good job. Now, let's get the hell out of here.”
“Wait a second. You have to tell us how you two survived and what happened Golobulus?” Snow Squall reminds.
“And Rattlesnake.” Afterburner adds.
“Simple, our battle revealed a hidden corridor. We ducked in and it took us to a sealed room. We got the door shut just in time, as for Golobulus and Rattlesnake, we have not idea what happened to them.” Fallout explains.
“Hopefully they were destroyed along with the base. Now come on Joe’s lets go home, our mission was a success.” Lt. Storm looks up towards the rising sun in a clear morning sky.
“Look.” Hotwire points towards the south as a couple choppers come into view.

The Serpent Squad, the Cobra agents have made their escape from their holding cells. They have confirmed their location in Hudson Bay and are now travelling in a stolen military Hummer. Lt. Graves was successful in locating the Canadian Joe base, or what they think is the Joe base and are headed on route.
Major Fear, now dressed in his battle gear still wears the blood of the man he murdered. He looks out the window at the rising sun and smiles. “Today the sky will bleed and the Joe’s will fall, all hell is breaking loose around the world and we will rule this land. The dawn of the Cobra Reign is coming to fruition.”
“What?” Lt. Graves comments.
“Shh.” Lady D. hushes him. “Should we not get in contact with the Commander?”
“The Commander is busy, we have our orders and have followed them out to the letter. Once we take the Canadian Joe base we hit the capital.”
“So us being captured and held for months in that military hole was all part of your master plan?” Anaconda comments.
“Yes my dear it was. Everything that has happened has been carefully choreographed to ensure our success.”
Anaconda folds her arms staring at Major Fear, who she truly now believes to be utterly insane, and is strangely aroused by it.

The Canada’s Elite team are once again airborne, their chopper fuel tanks and reserves filled to make the trip home. Hotwire and Medic wave to the Canadian Soldiers on the ground that search the wreckage, as they head back, after receiving some distressing Intel on the current state of the war with Cobra.
Storm looks over at Feedback. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m doing pretty well now.”
“Good to hear, radio the base and get Ms Ramon on the horn.”
“Yes sir.”
Storm leans towards Afterburner who is flying the chopper. “You did a really good job taking charge back there, you stepped up when needed.”
“Thanks sir, but it was Chamber who urged me to take command until we found you.”
“Still, I’m noting that, once this is over you’ll get the proper congratulations, along with Fallout and the rest of the team.”

Fort Hope. Rebecca sits cuddled up in the corner staring at her cell phone with seventeen missed calls from the dead Minister of Defence. The base is silent, the system still shut down. A crackling gets her attention as she searches for the source.
“Ms Ramon, this is Feedback, can you hear me? Come in Ms Ramon, if you can hear me follow my voice. There is a hidden radio under the command console, when you shut down the system a backup generator would have…”
Rebecca rips open the compartment and pulls out the radio. “Oh thank god, where are you? Are you all okay?”
“We’re on our way back, the mission was a success the base is destroyed and we’re all alright.”
“You have to hurry back, I think they are coming.”
“Who?”
“Major Fear and his Serpent Squad, they are coming…they are coming…please you have to get here before them…oh god…I don’t want to die…” She panics.
“Rebecca, this is Lt. Storm I want you to listen to me very carefully. You have to reactivate the bases main system, the one you shut down. Once it is booted up you can activate the defence systems. Feedback will walk you through that but you have to reactivate the system now.”
She does as she is told and pulls the main leaver that restores power to the main console and begins to reboot the system. Her hands trembling as she tries to pull herself together focusing on just what Feedback is relaying to her, and praying it won’t be too late.

"Clever." Major Fear smirks looking out the window of the navy Cobra copter. The Canada Elite base still a ways off but close enough to view by the naked eye.
"What's so clever?" Lt. Graves asks.
"The Canadian Joe base is hidden on an Indian Reservation. This area is only accessible by air." Behind Major Fears lead copter are several other Cobra copters carrying HISS tanks, Stinker Jeeps, and a few cargo planes with smaller ground quick strike and air assault vehicles. "This day will go down in history, the day we took control of this country and soon Cobra will rule the world."
"Shall I send in the Rattler's now?"
"Yes, Lieutenant Graves, initiate attack sequence Pawns."
Graves nods radioing the lead Rattler. From above the copters descends a platoon of 6 Rattler's that break away from the squad to initiate the attack. More so to be used as Pawns to test the base defence system.

Cambridge Memorial Hospital psychiatric ward, Christan sits on her bed drawing pictures as a visitor knocks on her door. She quickly looks up, excited at who her visitor might be, he excitement quickly changing to a pleasant surprise. "Hi daddy."
An older man smiles at her as he steps further into the room. "How's my little girl doing?" He asks, carrying himself with assertiveness.
"Good, I'm doing much better."
"Are you still having those nightmares?"
"No daddy, those are gone now." She smiles at him as he sits down on the corner of the bed. "I have new dreams now." She shows him the pictures that look the quality of a five year old.
Her father looks at them with surprise. "This…this looks like the Joe base."
"It is."
"And it's under attack?"
"It is." She says with a serious tone.
Her father springs up hurrying out the door and down to the nurse's station. "I need to use a phone, now." He barks out at the stunned attending nurse.

Fort Hope, the Canadian Joe Base. Rebecca impatiently watches as the computer array continues to boot. "Why is this taking so long?" She asks with a panic.
"There are several firewalls and boot sectors for it to go through, it's not your simple home computer ma'am." Feedback answers over their com link.
"How far are you?"
"We're…" A voice is heard in the background. "We're not far."
"Storm told you to say that didn't he?"
"We're not far, now let me know when it asks for a password."
"You didn't answer my question."
"Just tell me when the password request…"
"It just popped up." Rebecca snaps.
"Good, now as soon as you enter that we'll be able to activate the base defenses."

Outside the Rattler's approach going into attack formation.
"ATTACK!!" Major Fear shouts over the com.
The Rattler's release their first barrage of missiles targeting the perimeter of the base to gauge reaction.

"Oh my god!!" Rebecca screams. "Their here….their here!!"
"Calm down and listen to me, we're almost done."
"It's too late…their here."
"Rebecca!" Storm shouts at her. "Shut the hell up and listen to Feedback, that's an order!"
The angry tone shocks her, allowing her a few moments where the explosions outside are just light drum rolls. "Yes sir…"

"There seems to be no resistance." Lt. Graves reports to Major Fear.
"Good, then their base defenses are still off line. Bring in the HISS tanks and have the Rattler's do a second sweep targeting the visible weapon defenses.
"Yes Sir."
Major Fear smiles watching out the window as the helicopters carrying the HISS tanks fly by, and the sound of explosions outside.
The Rattler's make their second pass hitting the outer weapons and fuel tanks outside adding to firry explosions and destruction. The copters carrying the HISS tanks drop them just outside the perimeter of the base, clear of the Rattler's. As soon as the navy coloured tanks hit ground their engines roar to life and they begin to advance on the base.

"How's your status." Feedback asks over the com link.
"HOW'S MY STATUS!!" Rebecca screams back at him. "Are you serious? I wasn't trained for this!" She instinctively ducks at the sound of the explosions outside.
"I mean the rebooting."
"Oh, that…it's nearly complete, but I think they've taken out the defences already."
"No, they only took out the outer ones, those are more of a decoy anyway." Lt. Storm responds. "Don't worry, their in for a big surprise."
"How soon until you get here."
"Don't worry about our ETA, just focus on what Feedback tells you."
Rebecca looks up at the screens as outside visuals come up. "Oh my god…they've hit the fuel reserves…what if they hit the generators and power units…"
"They can't." Feedback replies. "They are safely hidden under ground."
"Base defences are online." Rebecca says with a bit of excitement to her voice.
"Alright, now all you have to do is enter in, target hostiles, in the command line, once you do that the defences will activate and target anything that fires on the base. Then you need to find the large leaver marked lock down. That will seal up the command room and keep you safe."
"For how long?" Rebecca asks as she types in the command.
"We'll be there before they can even find you." Lt. Storm reassures. "Just sit tight and keep us briefed on the situation."

Outside the base hidden weapons reveal themselves and being to fire upon the Cobra units. A barrage of missiles and gunfire flood the skies. The Rattler's are blown from the sky one by one but not before a few of the defences are hit themselves.
"The base had hidden defences, it was all a rouse to get us closer."
"We are turning back now Graves, have the troops push on, target those defences, and launch the trouble bubbles. Have the remaining Rattler's regroup on the carrier planes and have them protect them so they can drop the Squad Trykes."
Lt. Graves nods and follows his orders.
Back in one of the carrier planes Typhoon and Vee climb into a Squad Tryke securing the parachute for their drop.
"About time we got some action eh big guy?" Vee comments.
"Yes." Typhoon responds with a grin.
Vee shudders, knowing the man's mental state, his grin gives him the creeps. Making him glad he is on their side.
"Let's burn this land."

Canada Elite Base, Command Room, where Rebecca Ramon is held up and finding herself praying, she's never been much of a religious woman until today. An alert on screen catches her attention. There is movement inside the base heading for the vehicle bays.
"Base to Feedback, come in."
"Feedback here, go ahead."
"The internal system is telling me there is movement in the vehicle bay, I'm not alone in here." A hint of panic to her voice.
"It's okay, mark them as friendly's." Lt. Storm says.
"What?" Rebecca here's an echo feedback as the Joe's on the other end repeat the same thing.
"Access recruitment files for Navy and G.I and mark the intruders as friendly's now!"
"Alright." Rebecca sets to work accessing the recruitment files.

In the Attack Chopper, the Joe team questions Lt. Storm about the new Joe's.
"Who are they?" Hotwire asks.
"Terri M. Calli, code name Navy underwater specialist and Connar M. Brady, code name G.I. survival instructor."
"Okay, so when did you call them in?" Feedback inquires.
"I didn't, they weren't supposed to arrive until tomorrow, and someone has sent them in early."
"And how did they get in?" Target asks.
"Underground emergency escape tunnels, they connect to the outer roads about 50 kilometres outside of the base perimeter."
"How come we never knew about them?" Chamber questions next.
"Cause we hadn't needed to use them so you didn't need to know. Some of you did know though."
Feedback grins as the Joe's all look at him. "Oh come on, of course I knew, it's my job to know every inch of that base."
"Let's not worry about that right now. Afterburner what's our ETA at our present course and speed?"
"About a half hour."
"Can you push us any harder?"
"Without blowing the engines, no."
"Then push them, I don't know how long the others can hold back the Serpent Squad."
"But…you know how I am about crashing."
"Get over it if Major Fear takes over the base he'll have an edge against us. Now push them." Storm realizes his tone may have been harsh but this isn't the time to be subtle.
Afterburner does as she is told and accelerates the thrusters watching the gauges.

"Attack!!" Major Fear screams over the com link like an excited little boy. He leans forward to look out the front window of the copter and marvel at the destruction below. "Hmm, interesting…are we in range?" Fear asks Lt. Graves.
"What do you mean?"
"Are we in firing range?"
"Yes, I guess we could…"
"Not us, the base defences…" Just outside their copter a Rattler is hit with multiple missiles blowing it apart. "Never mind, that answers my question."
"What are you talking about?" Graves asks frustrated and confused.
"Isn't it strange how we have not been targeted yet?"
"Maybe we're not a concern since we haven't fired a shot yet?"
"Or, it is because we haven't fired a shot yet."
"I just said that…"
"Radio the Troopers in the trouble bubbles and Trykes, tell them not to fire a shot until ordered to."
"What about the HISS tanks."
"They have armour, and we need guinea pigs."
Graves follows out Fear's orders and watches as they Elite base defence system targets just the attacking HISS tanks. "You're right, they are only targeting what they consider to be hostile."
Fear laughs. "This is going to be easier then I thought. How many Rattler's do we have left?"
"Two."
"Send them in have them empty out their weapons caches."

Rebecca jumps as the Command room doors begin to open. She looks around for a weapon and grabs a box end 2" wrench gripping it tight in her hands.
"Hi, I'm Navy." An African American woman greats with shoulder length black hair and dressed in a tight Canada's Elite uniform which doubles as a wetsuit.
"Oh thank god…"
"Here." She tosses Rebecca a rifle. "The clip holds ten rounds, don't waste them."
"I've never fired a weapon like this before."
"Well then you'll be in for a real kick, literally. Reseal these doors behind me, G.I and I will take care of the Serpent Squad."
"Just the two of you?"
"Of course, it's more fun that way." Navy says as she exits the room and Rebecca reseals the doors behind her.

In the vehicle bay G.I., dressed in the Canada's Elite camo pants and unbuttoned vest climbs into one of the MOBAT tanks. He activates the remote drone unit inside which activates three other tanks he already pre-programmed. "Alright, time to blow up some snakes." He says blasting open the bay doors and rolling out to a surprised squad of tanks as he and the drone tanks unload a salvo of gun fire on them.

"Major!" Graves points down to the squad of Joe tanks that are firing on the HISS tanks. "The base isn't as unmanned as we thought."
"They are probably just drones programmed to attack hostiles." Just then the lead tank swings its turret around and targets the copters in the sky.
"Or not. Looks like they may have been a bit more prepared then I thought." Fear grunts. "Doesn't matter, we are still many and they are still few. We have the advantage." He leans over to the pilot. "Time to earn your metal, take us down, it’s time we joined the battle. I want to meet these Joe's who are foolishly defending their base.
The pilot nods taking the copter down skilfully manoeuvring to avoid being targeted and hit.
"Can you feel it Graves, today we will taste victory and this land will be ours."

Rebecca watches on the monitors as G.I and Navy tackle the Serpent Squad studying the battle. "Wait a minute…" She watches the Cobra vehicles that swarm around. "They are picking their targets…they know…oh my god…G.I do you read me?"
"That I do Ms Ramon loud and clear, but I hope this is important…I'm kinda busy out here."
"They've figured out our defence system…what do I do?"
"Nothing, we'll take care of them. You just keep your post secure."
"But…"
"Trust us, we're professionals and we know what we are doing, G.I over and out."

Lt. Storm addresses his team as the near their base. "Okay, we're going into a hot zone here, the Serpent Squad wants our base and we can't allow that. Cobra can not get their coil around us. This is going to take our all, we have to work as one, no hesitation, no second guessing. Everyone follows their orders."
"That won't be a problem sir, we know you have our back and we'll have yours." Chamber says.
"Good, now Medic, Feedback, Hotwire and Afterburner will remain in the chopper, Feedback will keep communication open and Hotwire will man the weapons. Snow Squall, Chamber, Fallout, Target, you're coming with me." Lt. Storm heads to the rear of the chopper opening up a cargo hold and removing JUMP jet packs from them.
"Oh no way." Target blurts out.
"Yes, we'll need some speed and manoeuvrability out there, parachuting down will only make us targets."
"Uh, Lt. Storm..." Afterburner says from the cockpit.
"What is it?" He heads up leaning over her shoulder. "Gear up men."

"Press on!!" Fear yells manning the turret of one of the remaining HISS tanks. "Their defences are nearly eradicated we have the advantage now! For the glory of COBRA!"
"For the Glory of COBRA!!" The troops shout.
"This is so exhilarating." Lady D coos. "Victory is in our grasp." She says as a Trooper pulls the Tryke she rides on next to him.
"Yes my dear it is. Lt. Storm and his team have met their demise and their base will be ours."
"We haven't heard from our operatives there?"
"Then that means the mission was a success. There were to be no survivors."
Lady D. gazes up at Fear in amazement, how cold hearted he can be, yet she has also seen his softer more human side.

"Navy to G.I, sit-rep?" Her voice booms over his com link in the MOBAT.
"Doing just fine here, I've taken out several enemy threats and holding the line, not sure for how much longer though. They've already figured out our defence system." G.I. relays to her as he moves in a few more remote operated tanks.
"I'm sure they've figured out that we're not as many as we seem."
"Yeah, we could definitely use some reinforcements here."
"They are on their way, ETA isn't far off, we should be able to see them any moment now."
"It's getting darker out, if we can hold them off a bit longer we might have more of an advantage, that is if Ms Ramon can operate the base security system well enough."
"What do you have in mind?"
"Some blind bat tactics, by the way, what are you up to?

"Applying my some tactics of my own." Navy responds as she scurries around the outside of the base placing explosives at the entry points along with motion detectors. "May not be underwater but it'll do."
"What?"
"Nothing, don't worry about me, worry about yourself out their big guy."
"It's my job to worry about you Navy, we're a team even if there just are two of us."
"Three." She corrects him sensing someone coming up on her. Navy spins around elbowing a Cobra Trooper in the face pulling his gun from his hands and cracking him over the head with it.
"You want to include blondie in this?"
"She's here and on our side pal."
"And she can hear you." Rebecca chimes in. "Navy, I've spotted a three man squad coming up on your six to the setting sun."
"Thanks." She darts across the yard dropping a few mini mines behind her and hides behind the tower station.
"I like your lingo blondie."
"Call me Ms. Ramon G.I."
"You've been told." Navy whispers. She watches as the Troopers come around the corner not noticing her mines, the first one steps on one as it explodes blowing his leg off. The other two stagger back in horror as their team-mate drops to the ground screaming.
"Navy, what's going on I heard an explosion…"
"It's nothing G.I., just took out some enemy troops, I'm fine."
"Good, you finished up doing whatever it is you are doing?"
"Pretty much." She fires at the remaining two troopers taking them both out with one shot each to the head, right between the eyes.
"Good, head to the hangers and activate a couple of jets, Ms. Ramon should be able to pilot them from the command center."

"What, I don't know how to fly a plane?" Rebecca says viewing over all the monitors, watching as Navy heads for the hangers and the battle outside.
"It's easy, just like playing a flight simulator video game."
"I've never played one of those before G.I."
"Oh, well then just do your best and use them as fodder if you have too."
Rebecca rolls her eyes.
"I know what you are doing ma'am."
"Alright, so what do I do once she activates them?"
"Got me, I'm not really much of a pilot either. It should be pretty simple once Navy activates the drone command, you should be prompted and told what to do."
"That sounds almost too simple."
"Let's hope it is."
A side monitor catches her attention as the Attack Chopper comes into view. "Yes, the reinforcements are almost here, looks like we won't need to blow up more of our equipment after all."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Navy comments.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Rebecca retorts not getting an answer.


"We're nearly in range, it's now or never Sir." Afterburner shouts to Storm and his JUMP Jet team. Storm gives her a thumbs up as she brings the copter in. "Alright Hotwire, open fire."
"With pleasure." She launches the missiles in a pre-programmed setting.
"Let's do it!" Storm shouts leaping from the copter followed one by one by the rest of the team. They ignite their packs swirling through the missile barrage.

"LOOK!" Lady D. shouts pointing up at the jet packed Joe's and the incoming missiles. "Impossible…it can't be…"
Major Fear pulls out a pair of binoculars from the HISS turret. "It is they survived its Lt. Storm and his G.I.Joe team."

"YO JOE!" Storm shouts opening fire as the missiles hit their targets blowing the rest of the air assault out of the sky and decimating some of their ground units. He flies right for Major Fear pulling the leader from the HISS and tossing him to the ground. The Joe leader unclips from the jet pack rolling across the ground as he hits it, quickly jumping to his feet. "It ends here Fear." Strom says charging for his adversary.
"I'm almost glad you survived my little trap Lieutenant, cause now I have the pleasure of killing you with my bare hands!"
The two exchange blows in a struggle for dominance.

"I usually don't hit women, but in your case lady…" Fallout says as he sucker punches Lady D while she tries to flee from the Tryke. "It's a pleasure."
"You swine!" She screams at him tumbling across the asphalt.
Fallout unstraps from the jet pack swinging it around and propelling it towards the Tryke blowing it up. "Nice." He glances over at Snow Squall who barely makes his landing and Target who piles into a group of Cobra Enemy Troopers.
Chamber flies by the last few HISS tanks sticking bombs to them and arcs up wards clearing them as they explode. "My kind of fun."

Inside the base, Rebecca watches with joy as the Joe team battles the Serpent Squad and Cobra Troopers. "Yeah, smack that bitch one for me!" She cheers as Fallout trips Lady D to the ground. On another screen she watches as Afterburner makes a final sweep and they unload the remaining missiles to prevent their enemies from escaping. "Thank god they made it."
"So you're a religious woman are you? I didn't think you political types were." Navy jokes. "I Double back to make sure you are alright."
"I am now."
"Good, because now its time for the main event."
"Main event?" Rebecca repeats.

Fear grips Storms throat squeezing hard. "So you survived my scientist and his sick experiment?"
"Yes…" The Lieutenant coughs slamming the palm of his hand into Fear's chin forcing him to release his grasp. "The two of them burned down with your Terrordrome."
"It's no matter, I will take your base as my new home."
"Never." Storm roundhouses the Major knocking him to the ground. "You may as well surrender now, make it easy on yourself."
"And miss…this opportunity to finally duke it out with you…one on one."
"How ever you want to play it scum bag."
"Ah, and now come the insults." Fear spins around on the ground tripping Lt. Storm.

"Okay I'm taking this bird down…holy jeeze…where'd he come from." Afterburner gasps taking invasive manoeuvres. Outside the copter Lt. Graves attacks them in a trouble bubble. "Someone take him out before he actually hits us."
"I'm on him." Hotwire says heading to the bay doors picking up a mini rocket launcher. "Say cheese." She fires off a rocket missing him but close enough to spook him and send him off course as Afterburner takes the chopper down behind the base. The three pile out and split up, the two ladies heading for the battle and Feedback heading inside the base.

Typhoon climbs up onto the rubble of on of the HISS tanks holding a rocket launcher in his hands. "You die." He grunts aiming for Fallout who has Lady D. on the ground in cuffs.
"Oh no you don't!" G.I jumps up grabbing to rocket launcher as it fires. The missile spins in the air then drops down hitting the base. "You moron." He taunts freeing the missile launcher from Typhoon and hitting him across the face with it knocking the brut from the HISS. "Ha, looks like I'm king of the hill…whoops…" He ducks as trooper's fire at him. "Can't a guy get a break." He rocks the destroyed HISS tank riding it as it topples over breaking apart. G.I. leaps from the wreckage taking down a few troopers as the HISS falls on the others.
"Leave him!" Typhoon shouts. "He's mine, you get the base." He orders the troopers.
"Oh come on this is going to be too easy." G.I. remarks watching Typhoon swagger, blood running down his face from the smack by the rocket launcher. "How many fingers am I holding up?" He wiggles his right hand in the air then punches the tall man in the face knocking him back. Typhoon staggers back then drops to the ground unconscious. "Like I said, too easy." He pulls a pair of cuffs from his back pocket. "You sir are under arrest under the authority of the Canadian Military."
"A little cocky aren't you?" Target remarks as he joins him.
"Dude, sometimes you need to be. You must be the team's sniper."
"That's me, and you're G.I."
"Nice to meet you pal." He shakes Targets hand.
"Come on, we have to get into the base and wrangle up those Cobra Troopers."
"Let's do it then, yo joe!"
Target laughs, enjoying his new team-mates enthusiasm and follows him into the base.

Rebecca and Navy activate the remote controls for the jets pulling them out onto the runway.
"Uh oh, we have troopers coming."
"I got them Becca you just try to get your jets into the air." Navy says as she launches a missile from the jet she controls. It missed the Cobra units lead by Lt. Graves but hits an unoccupied part of the base blowing it up sending debris flying and the enemy forces running for cover. Navy laughs, "Woo hoo, this is light a flight simulator game, look at them run."
Rebecca looks over at Navy and smiles feeling safer now then she has all day.
"I hope that wasn't an important part of the base?"
"No, just the kitchen area." Rebecca laughs. "Not like anything good came out of there anyway."
"Alright I have you covered, lets go for it girl."

Major Fear slams Lt. Storm to the ground, both men a bit worse for wear. "You see Storm, I out muscles you and can out fight you."
"You might have more muscle then me Major, but I doubt you can out fight me, I know when I'm at disadvantage in the strength department." Storm thrusts his right leg up jamming his foot into Fear's groin.
The man staggers back reeling in pain.
"And I'm not afraid to fight a little dirty." Lt. Storm smirks quickly jumping up to his feet and roundhouses Fear. He lunges on him pulling the grenade pins from the ones on his chest. "I have an alive or dead order on you, and death is preferred." He leaps off Fear running for cover.
"NO!" Fear quickly unbuckles his jacket and tosses it, the blast is still too close for Fear and sends him sprawling across the ground.

"Holy sh…" Chamber says witnessing what Storm had just done. He grabs Vee who tries to run away from him. "Oh no you don't." The Joe throws his enemy to the ground smashing his face off the pavement then cuffs him. Vee moans as blood gushes from his nose. "Unless you want it worse, I suggest you stay down.
"Mmy nose, you groke mmy nose." Vee tries to say coughing up blood. "You gastard."
"Kinda wimpy aren't you." Chamber comments realizing Vee's not much of a fighter. In fact he'd be lucky to fight his way out of a bar fight he started. Chamber leaves Vee to cry in his own pool of blood to go and assist his Commander.

"Alright Fear, surrender now." Storm says walking up to the bleeding and injured man. "You've lost, we have already apprehended much of your team."
"So you may think Lieutenant Storm, but do a head count."
"What?"
"Sir!" Chamber comes running up. "Need a hand with this scum bag?"
"Who do we have, I need a sit rep now."
"Uh, I just took down Vee, G.I. took down Typhoon, and Fallout has Lady D."
"Where's Lt. Graves and Anaconda?"
"Just a sec." Chamber listens as Navy lets him know they have Graves pinned down with a few Cobra Troopers and no sign of Anaconda. "They have Graves…"
"Put an all out on Anaconda, find her now!"
"Yes sir." Chamber takes off heading for the base as he radio's the rest of the team.
Major Fear rolls over on the ground, his fresh blood running with the dried blood that is still on his body.
Lt. Storm looks down at him. "What are those markings, is that dried blood?"
"Ah, how clever you are, yes it is. It belongs to the minister of defence. You thwarted me in killing him once before but not this time. It was much more satisfying then when I killed your red haired friend, she took the bullet that was meant for you."
"You son-of-bitch." Storm grabs Fear by the neck squeezing.
"Yes…that's it…" The Major chokes. "Feel your rage…feel your anger…"

G.I. and Target scout the base as they make their way through looking for Anaconda. Target taps the side of his helmet to activate his com link.
"Ms Ramon, do you read me?"
"Yes I do Target, and please call me Rebecca, I'm not that much older then you."
"Sorry ma'am."
"What can I do for you?"
"Have you spotted Anaconda anywhere on the premises?"
"No sorry, nothing yet but many of the camera's are down thanks to that attack. I know she isn't near the mess hall since that's a real mess right now."
"Damn it."
"Looks like we do this the fun way." G.I. comments.

Rebecca cheers as she gets a jet into the air. "I did it!"
"Alright girl." Navy hi-fives her. "Now to take out the rest of our hanger bays."
"What?"
"I have direct orders to cut off any possible escape. G.I. has taken care of the Serpent Squads aerial units now we take out ours. We can't let these snakes steal any of our aircraft." Navy steps over to take control of the jet and brings it around for an attack.

Snow Squall and Fallout look up in awe as they witness one of their own jets open fire on their own installation as they fight the remaining Cobra Troopers.
"What the hell?"
"Has to be an enemy trooper that's taken one of our…"
"No it isn't boys, its one of our own." Chamber says meeting up with them. "I heard it over the com but right now we have bigger problems. Anaconda hasn't been accounted for."
"Let's go find her then." Snow Squall grunts as he knocks two Troopers heads together. "These guys ain't going no where."
"Oh nice English man." Fallout comments.
"Come on." Chamber leads them into the base to search for the last snake in the grass.

"Okay so now what?" Rebecca asks Navy as she crashes the jet into the landing strip tower.
"We send the guys out to get Graves and his Troops and you stay here while I go help…" Navy's words are cut off as the blast doors open from the outside.
"Hello ladies, you've been quite the bother now haven't you?" Anaconda remarks.
"How'd you get those doors open?" Rebecca asks.
"It's what I do." She says as she opens fire.
"Down!" Rebecca leaps knocking Navy to the hard floor screaming as a few bullets hit her.
Anaconda ceases fire as she drops to the floor.
"That's enough of that as well you troublesome little whore." Afterburner says standing over the unconscious woman holding a crowbar in her hands. Medic comes out from behind her to cuff Afterburner.
"Oh god Medic!" Navy shouts. "Rebecca's been hit. Stupid girl tired to save me." She half laughs.
Medic hurries over to Rebecca to look over her wounds. "Hang in there girl."
"I…I didn't know…getting shot hurt so bad…" She tries to joke.
"You found her." G.I. comments as he and Target enter the room. "Oh damn, is she going to be alright?" He asks referring to Rebecca.
"Go round up the rest." Afterburner orders.
"Graves is still outside near what was the hanger bays." Navy informs. "We'll deal with this and watch Anaconda."
"Gotchya, come on buddy." G.I. grabs Target by the arm as the kid watches Medic go to work on Rebecca.
"She's going to be alright isn't she?'
"I don't know kid, right now we have orders to follow."

Lt. Storm pulls back off of Major Fear, his red gloves covered with the man's blood. "No…no I won't."
"Still that little boy trying to play superhero…time to wake up…that blood on your hands isn't mine, it’s the blood of your fallen girlfriend."
"SHUT UP! You killed her not me!" Storm shouts.
"Did I or did you…sentence her to death…by joining your team? And…and I had so much…promise in you…" Fear laughs. "I guess…you're a golden boy…after all…can't even kill me…" The Major coughs.
"You are the villain here…not me. I'm not a cold blooded killer Fear, I'm not you."
"You do realize…I will only get away…and come back to kill you and your team?"
Storm laughs. "Not where you are going. You'll be lucky to ever see daylight again."
"How can you be so sure? An evil like mine and the Commander's can never be caged for long."
"Oh trust me, it can be. Cobra's reign is over Fear, you should know by now the good guys always win in the end."
"Yes but at what cost?"
"Lt. Storm…skkkttt…come in?"
"I read you G.I., what's up?"
"We got Anaconda and are moving to apprehend Graves."
"Good."
"One other thing Sir, Ms Ramon's been hit I don't know how bad it is…"
"Thank you G.I." Storm looks down at Fear and clocks him hard across the face knocking him out. He cuffs the Serpent Squad leader then picks him up fireman style and carries him towards the base.

"Drop your weapons." G.I. orders as he and Target come up on Graves and his Troopers. "Its all over, you've lost."
"The two of you can't stop me."
"Think again."
Graves looks around as Snow Squall, Fallout, Hotwire, Chamber and Feedback all appear with their weapons drawn. "It seems like I was wrong." He drops his weapon and raises his hands, his Troopers following suit. "We surrender."
"YES! Alright we won!" Target gloats getting looks from his team-mates. "Oh, sorry." He smiles.

"How is she?" Lt. Storm asks as he enters the command room dragging Fear behind him. He drops him next to Anaconda who is slowly regaining consciousness.
"She'll be fine, nothing major thank god." Medic replies.
"Good." Storm kneels down next to Rebecca taking her hand.
"She tried to protect me, jumped right in front of me when Anaconda open fired on us." Navy explains.
"That was pretty brave of you Ms Ramon, and stupid, but brave." Storm smiles. "We'll get you to a medical facility as soon as possible."
"Thanks, and I was only doing what any of you would do for me."
Storm nods. "Without any doubt, you are part of this team, part of Canada's Elite."
Rebecca smiles at him finally feeling like she has gotten Storm's full approval. "Thank you sir."
"You rest now, its been a big day for you and you did an excellent job."
She nods as Storm rises looking back at Fear.
"Are you okay?" Afterburner asks.
"I'm fine."
"You defeated him…you…" Anaconda says in awe unable to believe that Storm was able to beat Major Fear.
"Yes I did, we did. I hope you are looking forward to your incarceration Anaconda, I know I am." Storm turns to the ladies of his team. "Call the guys, have them round up the Serpent Squad and meet out on the air strip, its time to go."
"What?" Afterburner says a bit confused since all their aircraft has been destroyed.
Lt. Storm walks over to the command console and activates a sub program. On screen they can see the ground open up and aircraft rise up form beneath the earth.
"What are those?"
"Those Afterburner, are new aircraft's called Dragon Hawks. They can carry transport carriers. They were stored here pending military approval. Well, they are now our ticket out of here."
"Awesome, do I get to fly one?"
Storm laughs. "Come on." He picks up Rebecca to carry her out. She wraps her arms around him as Navy and Afterburner grab Fear by his feat and drag him out. Medic forces Anaconda to her feet keeping a gun on her as they head out.

The rest of the team meet up at the Dragon Hawks loading the Serpent Squad and Cobra Troopers into one of the less comfortable transport carriers. The other Dragon Hawk's are equipped with vehicle transport carries containing VAMP jeeps.
"Afterburner, you take Rebecca, Medic, Feedback and Target with you." Storm says as Fallout places Rebecca into the co-pilot seat. "Get her to the closets hospital."
"Yes sir."
"Fallout, you take Snow Squall, Navy, G.I and Hotwire. Chamber you're with me, we have a drop off to make. But first, lets get into the air."

Moments later the three Dragon Hawks are all into the air leaving the base in the distance. Lt. Storm radio's over to Navy who is sitting in the co-pilot seat behind Fallout.
"Are we clear?"
"Yes sir."
"Then do it."
"Do what?" Chamber asks leaning forward as his question is answered. The explosives Navy set begin to go off one after the other. "Holy…why didn't I get to do that?"
"Navy was setting those up the moment she arrived there, and the base has been compromised, the location discovered. It has to be levelled so no enemy forces can salvage anything from it."
The Joe's all watch as their base goes up in flames, their home mostly destroyed from the battle and now will just be a pile of ruin.

Several hours later Lt. Storms Dragon Hawk touches down on Greenland. They are met by several armed guards who surround the aircraft.
"What is this place?" Chamber asks as he and Storm climb out.
"It's where Major Fear and his Serpent Squad will be spending the rest of their time." He opens up the carrier below the Dragon Hawk as the Squad all marches out. They're eyes widen at the installation before them.
"No…" Fear gasps.
"So you've heard of it." Storm says smugly.
"What is this place, it looks so cold and horrible." Lady D. comments.
"Welcome to The Coffin your new home. Enjoy your stay Major Fear."
The military guards lead the Serpent Squad inside the large gates. Major Fear takes on last glance back at Lt. Storm as the gates slam shut.

G.I.Joe: Canada’s Elite – After The Fall

Fort Hope, former base of Canada’s Elite now a pile of rubble. Once a top secret U.S. military base, built on Canadian soil to house some experimental weapons. All of which is now useless, destroyed by the destruction of the base. Lt. Storm, in his civilian clothes, wades through the ruin of his former base, memories of their short stay here flooding back to him. He makes his way into the cleared out entry of the base and up the stairs to his former office. He can feel his unsure footing but keeps on daring it to give way under him.
Even as a kid Storm was always one to press his luck, he’d be the one to step out onto the ice to see if it could hold him, even testing the limits of area’s he knew would be unsafe. Once he even fell through the ice surprised how deep the creek actually was, he couldn’t even touch bottom. The friend he was with was freaking out, he remembers his frantic voice but not what was coming out of it. Storm kept himself calm as he tried to pull himself back up onto the breaking ice, he finally made it to the edge of the creek and pulled himself out.
His “friend” still amazed how unshaken he was and who panicked he was since he didn’t know how to swim. A comment that made him want to punch his friend, it was a freaking creek, all he had to do was try and reach out a hand to help him up.
Storm shakes off his childhood memories and picks through the remains finding a burned picture of his friend Julie. He brushes it off looking at her smiling face and tucks it into his jacket pocket. He looks towards the destroyed stairway that leads down to the command room, tempted to try to make it down them, but heads back the way he came.
Back on solid ground Storm heads out to the front of the base where he took down Major Fear. He remembers the words the maniac said to him, mocking him at playing hero.
“Sucks to loose a base doesn’t it?”
Storm spins around startled by a familiar voice. “General Hawk?” He quickly salutes the old former chief in command of the G.I.Joe team, who is now confined to a wheelchair. “Where did you come from, how long you been here?”
Hawk smiles. “I was waiting for you son, I knew you’d come back here after the clean up.” He refers to his government coming in to clear out any evidence of their existence there and to salvage anything still useful. “I use to visit my old bases as well after they were destroyed. Kind of gives you closure.”
“That’s what I was hoping.”
“You don’t sound so convinced.”
“No.”
Hawk looks up at Lt. Storm like he is trying to see into the soldier’s soul. “The Serpent Squad invaded your home and you had to destroy it, I understand how you are feeling, trust me. Don’t fight what you are feeling take it from this old war horse.” Hawk jokes. “You’ll get a new base, a new home, and god forbid one day you might have to do the same thing instead of letting it fall into the enemies hands.”
Lt. Storm takes in a deep breath of the still smoldering rubble. “I hope I never have to make that decision again.”
“You will, we always do. It’s not easy having to make the hard decisions but as long as you remember them and learn from them you’ll grow as a leader. Being part of G.I.Joe is never easy, having to keep secrets from your family and friends, and the families of friends you lost.”
Lt. Storm looks down at Hawk knowing whom he is speaking of. Pebbles, his former team mate and best friend since high school. Someone he lost when Major Fear tried to kill him, she took the bullet and gave Storm her life.
“There’s more on your mind. You can talk to me Ron.”
Storm looks at Hawk a bit surprised. “I forgot you’re one of the few who know my civilian name.”
“It’s good to be reminded of it every so often, keeps you grounded. Now, what’s on your mind son?”
Lt. Storm takes in another deep breath. “The future.”
“Ah yes, the inevitable question. G.I.Joe is going no where I can guarantee you that, but as for your team, I wish I could tell you but even I don’t know.”
“How do you deal with it, how do you deal with not knowing who is pulling your strings?”
“I won’t lie to you Lieutenant, your situation is a unique one with the UN being involved, but you persevere and push through. Don’t let them run you, you run them. Don’t be afraid to make demands and stand your ground. I had to do that with the Jugglers, a group of Generals that wanted to run G.I.Joe their way. I did things I’m not proud of but in the end we broke free of their meddling. Just stand your ground, watch out for your team and their best interests.” Hawk wheels himself along past the remains of a HISS tank. “It’s all over now.”
“Is it?”
“Cobra is done the Commander is someplace not even he can escape from. No one will ever find him there. He wants to believe that when a war breaks out we will have him to thank for it?”
“Do you believe that?”
“No. I believe he may have been the catalyst possibly, but I think you know as well as I do if it wasn’t him it would have been someone else. The gimmick may have been different but there are madmen and terrorists out there in all forms.”
“So it’s never actually over then.”
Hawk stops to pick up a piece of shrapnel from a rattler, a burned Cobra emblem on it. “No, but it is for Cobra Commander. But I’m here to talk about you not me or him.”
“Sorry Sir, but knowing how you deal helps me to learn how to deal.”
Hawk smiles almost wanting to laugh. “You should have seen me when I first learned I was paralyzed and going to be confined to this chair for the rest of my life. I thought my life as it was would be over.”
“But it wasn’t.”
“Sure, it’s easy to see that now but not then.”
“If you like, I should be able to get you into The Coffin and meet with Major Fear, if you want that?”
“No, I said all I wanted to that man before we left them there.”
“Then what is really on your mind?”
“I just wish I had something to go back to my team with. Their stationing us at an old base in Toronto that is a museum now.”
“Ah yes, mothballing. Honestly Lieutenant I wish I could help you on this but my hands are tied where the UN is concerned. I didn’t like the idea of them being involved from the start.”
Storm stops looking out over the horizon at the setting sun.
“Another day is coming to a close and a new one will start. It’s all what you make of it Lieutenant. You defeated your enemy, put them behind bars and saved your country, not to mention you all survived.”
“You know something General, that goes over in my head all the time, I keep reminding myself of that but its good to hear someone like you say it out loud.”
“That’s what I’m here for son.” Hawk smiles at Storm. “You are a good leader, you might have your faults, we all do, but in the end ask yourself one question, and would your team follow you into the thick of battle?”
Storm ponders Hawk’s words.
“It’s how I lead my team, how I’ve always led my team and will continue to even in my advisory capacity.”
“Thank you General Hawk, thanks for coming here and talking to me, it’s good to have someone outside my inner circle to talk to.”
“Anytime Lieutenant, call me day or night whenever you need someone to talk to.” Hawk looks around seeing the helicopter Storm came in. “Could I make one request of you?”
Strom looks at Hawk a bit surprised. “Sure.”
“I wasn’t sure how long I’d be here so I’d really appreciate a lift.”
“I’d be honored sir.” Storm wheels Hawk towards the helicopter as the sun dips below the horizon.

The next day, medical hospital. Storm heads down the hall to visit Athena not realizing she already has a visitor, an older grey haired man. He sits on the bed next to Athena, both looking up as Lt. Storm enters.
Athena’s face lights up, she jumps up from her bed running up to him throwing her arms around him. “Thank god you are alright.”
“Uh, thanks.”
“Athena honey, I need to talk to the Lieutenant for a moment.” The man says beckoning her back to her bed. She complies as the man approaches Storm taking him by the arm out into the hall. “You have a lot of gall showing your face here.”
“Excuse me? I’ve been visiting Athena every chance I get, I don’t remember ever seeing you here.”
“I am her father, General Singer.”
Lt. Storm nearly chokes having heard of him, a retired General who was known for expecting the best out of his troops and ensuring they knew that. He was nicked named The Brute. “I didn’t realize you were her father…wait her father was listed as deceased.”
“At my request, I didn’t want her getting special treatment for being my daughter, nor did I want this life for her. She was going to quite until you came along and recruited her for your little team.”
“She’s extremely skilled…”
“Don’t tell me what she can do I know what she is capable of. It’s your fault she’s in here.”
“I know.” Storm growls.
“I will see you are reprimanded for what you did to her.” Singer bids goodbye to his daughter then pushes past Storm.
“Sir, are you going to come in to visit or just stand out in the hall?”
Lt. Storm watches as the old General heads down the hall then enters the room. “Sorry, I guess I’m taken back by meeting your father.”
“Yeah, I know, whole top secret thing.”
“You seem to be doing better.”
“Yes, and you took down Major Fear.”
“We did, the team that you are part of. How did you know?”
Athena leans into Storm’s ear. “Don’t tell anyone but I had a dream you beat him.”
“You did?”
Athena nods her head.
“I have dreams like that sometimes too.” He smiles at her. “I’m sorry I can’t stay long, I have to get back.”
“It’s going to be alright now, I promise that. I asked my daddy to help.”
“I don’t think he likes me very much.”
“He’s like that with everyone, you’ll like him, just wait. He’s not that bad just comes off that way.”
Lt. Storm gives Athena a hug before heading out.
“Lieutenant.” A man’s voice calls out.
“Yes?”
A dark haired blue eyed doctor that looks like he jumped out of a TV approaches him. “Were you just visiting Athena?”
“Yes, who are you?”
“I’m Doctor Wells, I’m her physician now. She’s made a remarkable recovery.”
“Yes, it’s amazing.”
“With any luck she might even be able to return to active duty.”
“Let’s not rush things doc, she still has a way to go.”
Doctor Wells smiles. “Yes I know, sorry I tend to get excited when I have a patient who responds so well to treatment like Athena has.”
“What kind of treatment?”
“Sorry I can’t divulge that, confidentiality and all I’m sure you understand, a man in your position.”
“Yeah I do, sorry I need to get going before I’m missed.”
“Yes, sorry to keep you.”
Lt. Storm continues on down the hall and heads out to the parking lot to his red coupe. He looks back at the hospital before he gets in and drives off.

G.I.Joe: Canada's Elite
Book One - World War III - The Rise and Fall of the Serpent Squad.
Canada's Elite characters are copyright of RS Hero Creations 2008-05-18
G.I.Joe is a trademark of Hasbro Inc.

Up next, an all new story arc with an all new threat.

Thank you to all who read my first story arc.