Maverick (A G.I. Joe Fanfiction)

Chapter 6 : Liberation

I was looking for a good long week for a Japanese sword that really screamed Maverick to me and these screamed the loudest. -Carrath

I was pulling pillar-candles out of my box and setting them on the side table when Storm Shadow decided to stop by again, but this time he had someone with him. The man that entered before him wore a full-face mask with a vizier, a black body-suit, boots, and a long hooded black trench coat. He had a watch on his left wrist and a strange bracelet like thing on his right, but what really caught my eye were the pistol and the katana in his hands.

"So," I blurted, capturing both of their attentions while I kept digging around in my box. "Who's he?"

"Maverick meet Snake-eyes," he gestured from me to the guy in black, then form the guy back to me. "Snake-eyes that's Maverick."

We gesturing at each other at exactly the same time.

"Ha," I exclaimed, making both of them look at me as if I'm crazy. "Found them."

"What exactly?" Storm asked, sounding annoyed.

My voice all dreamy-like as I hugged the book and wakazashi to my chest. "I honestly cannot believe they even fond them."

Once my wakazashi was secured to my belt, I crouched down to place the book in my backpack, conveniently waiting at my feet. I took out my iPod before tightened the drawstring and flipping the flap over the top. After wiring my headphones through the back of my sweater, I powered on my iPod and checked the time.

"Wow, I must have really worn myself out," I marveled, noticing it was nine at night instead of nine in the morning and that it was Thursday rather than Monday, as I let the headphone hang in front of me. "Well, at least I've got a load of energy to burn."

"Good," Storm commented, taking a look down the hall through the slightly opened door. "Your liberation isn't going to happen on its own."

"True," I agreed, nodding my head, as I raised from my stoop and reached back into the box for the katana that was all my own.