Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Real Heroes ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6-

"I don't know what to say General Hawk. I think she's telling the truth."

"Is that your professional opinion, Psyche-Out?" A conference between General Hawk and Colonel Hiruko Morrin of the JSDF over the fate of Sailor Mars was commencing. As the leading psychologist on the Joe team, Psyche-Out's opinion was a key factor.

"Yes it is sir. I'm not sure what crimes she's responsible for, but I know we won't get anything out of her here."

"General Hawk," interrupted Morrin. "Not all of the Japanese public supports this arrest. Many believe we have captured an innocent person. Some believe that woman and the rest of the Sailor Senshi to be heroes. Public outcry will only increase until we can get some hard factual evidence against her."

"Heroes? What are you talking about? Why haven't you mentioned this before?"

"It's rumor, General. Pure rumor. There's no evidence to support the claims of the people who admitted to anything. Most refuse to give comment."

"What do you suggest we do with her then?"

Sighing, the colonel composed himself before he stood up and began to speak. "I want custody transferred to America."

Hawk simply looked at Morrin with a blank expression before he realized what the colonel wanted. "You want us to take her off your hands?"

"Your unit has a secret facility where you can question her, right?"

"We're not the Gestapo, colonel. Interrogation of prisoners isn't our specialty. Why don't you talk to an intelligence division?"

"Sir, I'm familiar with a base under the command of a Sergeant Slaughter that is under international jurisdiction. You could transfer her there, and we could 'write her off' as you say."

"You want me to send Mars to the Slaughterhouse? That place is for failed recruits, not prisoners.

"Please, General. The location is classified to all but the highest ranking members of the Joe team, and the facilities are amply secured. There's no way that Sailor Mars could escape."

General Hawk looked at the colonel, then at Psyche-Out. Sergeant Slaughter wasn't exactly a warden. But considering that the woman's makeshift prison inside a public base was a relatively easy target, it made sense to transfer her to an undisclosed location. "Very well, Colonel. I'll contact Sergeant Slaughter and see if I can make arrangements."

"Please understand that this is for the good of Japan. If she's interrogated at the Slaughterhouse, it will seem like the entire world united against these criminals."

The three men left the room in a rather discreet manner. Both officers were taking a long route accompanied by guards and the like. Psyche-Out shrugged. The walk from the conference room to the barracks where the Joes were stationed was a significant hike. He didn't like walking.

About halfway to the barracks, something happened that he didn't expect. He was dragged into an alley by an unseen figure, and has his mouth covered.

"Now listen very carefully," began the man. He didn't have a Cobra uniform on, instead, he had a tuxedo, a cape, and an old mask that looked like something Robin would wear. He also had a small cane pointed right at Psyche-Out. The fact that he wielded it like a blade worried Psyche-Out. Finally, the man began to speak.

"I'm going to let you talk, and you're going to tell me everything I want to know. Nod if you agree."

Psyche-Out nodded, unable to grab the pistol he kept with him on duty. He was at this man's mercy…"

The tension in the arena could be cut with a knife. Makoto didn't know what to make of it. Looking up, she found Cobra Commander pointing a gun at Dr. Mindbender. And she didn't know why. All she knew was that a man in a green snake getup with a sword and a gun was right in front of her.

"Answer me Mindbender! Can't you realize that I am the true leader of Cobra?"

"But Commander, it's not what you think!"

"You have ten seconds to explain yourself. Why of all people, is Serpentor down there?!"

Zartan still stared in disbelief. He had killed Serpentor personally. He saw the arrow go right through his neck. Hell, he fired the arrow that had gone right through his neck. The other Dreadnoks were worried about their leader.

"Uh, boss? You OK?" asked Torch.

"Look like you've seen a ghost," added Monkeywrench. Zartan said nothing, but sat down in disbelief. All the while, Dr. Mindbender was stammering.

"C, comm, commander! That's not the real Serpentor."

"Well of course not, the real Serpentor's dead! My question is why someone who looks just like him is right there!"

"It's a difficult story. I'll explain once you put the gun down, if you could, well, find it in your great wisdom to spare my life."

Shrugging, the commander lowered his weapon as Dr. Mindbender began to speak.

"The original Serpentor was a great soldier. However, as a leader, there might have been a problem.

"You can say that again, Mindbender. Cobra has no need for two leaders. Serpentor's own arrogance started the war with him and that impostor Fred VII."

"So, anyway, I went to work with the genetic material again, and tried to create a new type of Serpentor. Instead of attempting to create the perfect leader, I attempted to create the perfect solider. One who would be submissive to you completely. His costume is reminiscent of that, which is why he lacks the two snakes around his neck. Try ordering him around."

Looking at the green wearing Serpentor, the Commander concluded that no harm could come from a quick order. Pressing a button on his remote, the clear dome surrounding the ring retracted, allowing the Commander to be heard. "Serpentor! Can you hear me?"

The man was almost instantaneous in his response. "I hear and obey, Cobra Commander!"

"See?" added Mindbender. "He is totally obedient to you. I swear it!"

"Let's find out. Serpentor, kill Dr. Mindbender!" The doctor's blood drained from his face as Serpentor bowed.

"By your command!" Serpentor aimed his gun at Dr. Mindbender, causing him to shriek in terror. If given another quarter second, he would have fired. But to Dr. Mindbender's relief, Cobra Commander raised his hand and spoke again.

"No, on second thought, don't kill him. Instead, kill the girl in the room. But do not use your gun. Understand?"

"By your command!" responded Serpentor in the same monotone voice. Raising his sword, Serpentor charged at Makoto, who quickly dodged to the side.

Watching from above, the Commander viewed the fight with extreme interest. "So, Dr. Mindbender, what can one Serpentor do?"

"Little, Cobra Commander, outside of being an elite agent for the organization. But if mass cloned, they would replace the B.A.T.S. and be 100 times more useful."
"We'll see, Dr. Mindbender." With the truth at their side, the crowd of Cobra leaders sat down and resumed watching the fight.

Usagi knew what she had to do. Her boyfriend had given her the information on where to do it. Rei was being held in the Kyoto military base. But it got worse. In three days, they were going to transfer her to a top-secret location somewhere in America. They had to strike soon. But three senshi against the combined firepower of the JSDF AND G.I. Joe seemed next to impossible. The walk home from school only allowed her to accentuate this in her mind.

When she came home, she found Minako, Ami, Chibi-Usa, Luna, and Artemis, but she also found three people she didn't expect.

"Haruka? Michiru? Setsuna? What are you doing here?"
"Covering your ass," responded Haruka harshly. "We can't let any government agency use the power of the Moon Kingdom for their own ends. And YOU don't have the firepower to stand up to G.I. Joe."

"But you do," sarcastically responded Usagi.

"You know Usagi," responded Chibi-Usa, "you need to realize we're a team! None of us can take down the Joe base by themselves. Besides, didn't Mamuro tell you where G.I. Joe is holding Rei?"

"Small lady is correct," added Sestuna, the Sailor known as Pluto, the keeper of the gate of time. "We all need to put aside petty differences for the whole. So, do you know where they're keeping the others?

"Just Rei. We need to act soon though. They're shipping her off to some top-secret base in America."

"Do you know when?" asked Michuru.

"Three days."

"We strike in two then," responded Harkua. "If G.I. Joe would make us there enemies, then we show them exactly what they're up against!" Continuing, Harkua outlined the entire plan.

"We will attack with all our power at once, creating distortion in the base. The confusion will allow one of us to sneak in and rescue Rei."

Usagi quickly stood up. "I'll do it."

"Oh, no you won't," responded Minako. "You caused this crap in the first place, and you're not going to make it worse!"

"I won't make it worse! Everyone thinks I'm just some klutz who needs her friends to save her butt every time something goes wrong! Well, it's not true! I'll show you all! I'll save Rei by myself!"

Everyone in the room was taken aback by Usagi's sudden outburst. Everyone was silent until Ami finally began to speak.

"Look Usagi, doing this by yourself is suicide. Becoming a hate-filled murder machine is only going to get you killed."

Sighing, Usagi relented to Ami's logic. She always had a way of making her able to see the big picture.

"So," asked Usagi, sighing, "what's the plan?"

Guard duty sucked. As a Joe, Gung-Ho was there for the heat of battle. He didn't usually pull guard duty, but with the Joe force interrogating prisoners and doing other stuff, he was stuck. Lucky for him, Law was going to take his place in an hour. He and the dog were more into guard duty anyway. But that was before he heard the banging.

Clutching his M-29, Gung Ho peeked into where the noise was coming from. A garbage bin was rattling. Opening it, Gung Ho found something he didn't expect.

"Psyche-Out?! What the hell happened? Why is your mouth taped up?" Quickly removing the tape, Psyche-Out began to speak.

"Some nut job in a tuxedo pulled me into a corner, held a weapon towards me, and asked about the girl."

"The Cobra chick?"

"Yeah, her. He knows that we're transferring her off this base. Then he gagged me, tied me up, and knocked me out. When I woke up, I was here. I've been banging here for about a day!"

"Well, no one patrols the dumps." Helping Psyche-Out from his restraints, Gung-Ho went inside. General Hawk needed to know that Cobra might know where their prisoner is.