The Other Side

The spark nano 4.0 GPS tracker is still attached to Crimson Cobra’s car and is still giving off a blinking light. The frequency is being tracked by a hooded ninja-dressed man that Crimson Cobra failed to spot in the parking lot last Monday. Cobra is completely unaware of the men that have been tracking him, following his every move, and watching him since that night.

The computer screen flashes again. A big red box with the word “movement” in it flashes across the once dimly lit screen. A man dressed just as Cobra and KnightMask’s attackers from a few weeks ago turns to the man who’s outfit matches the one from the parking lot. The seated ninja waits for the other to respond.

Standing Ninja: "We have one job right now… ELIMINATE COBRA."

The seated ninja nods his head in approval and turns back to the computer and begins typing. Seconds later the screen seems to flip to a satellite’s feed. It slowly zooms in on the world, changing from a world view, to a country view, to a state view, to street cameras that are following Crimson Cobra’s car.

Cobra pulls up and stops at a red light. The street camera zooms in on the car and continues towards the front diver side of the car.

Seated Ninja: "Target acquired, Begin operation: Skin The Cobra."

The two men disappear out of the room like ghosts. The door doesn’t even make a sound as it closes and the two men are gone. Some sort of mission had begun and they obviously had very little time to make it happen.

The computer screen continues to show changing camera angles of Crimson Cobra’s position. On a table that the one of the men was standing by are the blueprints to Cobra’s home. There is something off about the papers though. There are multiple makings with a red sharpie that look to be escape routes.

Found

Exiting the car Crimson Cobra again hears the odd beeping sound. It had been coming from what sounded like the underside of his car ever since… what was that day? MONDAY! Yeah that’s it… The car had never made these noises before so Cobra took the job himself to find out what was wrong. Not being very much of a “grease monkey” proved to not help. Cobra popped the hood but found nothing wrong here, popping the trunk he still finds nothing to pinpoint the problem. Cobra shakes his head in anger and continues towards his initial goal of the day, being getting into the gym to participate in the last Brazilian jiu-jitsu class he can before heading off for Mexico City.

Cobra begins walking away, parked in the same alley way the he was when the spark nano 4.0 gps tracker was stuck to his car. Cobra doesn’t know any of this though as he continues towards the gym, opening one of the two glass doors. He enters, receiving the same greeting from the cute blonde receptionist that he seems to get every time. She smiles but attempts to hide it as she recites the welcoming introduction to the jiu-jitsu gym.

Crimson Cobra nods his head and thanks her as he walks past and heads for the changing room. As Crimson Cobra gets behind the sheet that is hung in front of a small section of walling, he pulls the curtain across blocking others view of him. The t-shirt is the first thing to come off and Crimson hears the door open. It sounds like a lot of people are coming it, but he just assumes that it is the strength and conditioning class that often does all of their running outside.

Before Cobra knows it everyone in the building is being attacked by what seems to be highly skilled ninja assassins. The girl at the front desk attempts to scream but it is muffled by the hand of one of the darkly dressed attackers. The hand was holding a towel with chloroform on it and the girl passes out in just seconds.

Crimson Cobra is still completely unaware of the situation being the only person in the building lucky enough to be in the confines of the changing rooms. The entire jiu-jitsu class is battling ninjas in what seems to be some kid’s favorite video game gone wrong. Seriously who dresses as ninjas now days?

Cobra wraps his newly acquired brown belt around his waist tightly securing the kimono to him and he steps out of the dressing room. He walks out to find a man dressed as a ninja guarding the halls. Cobra smirks at first before the battle from the last time he was here runs through his mind. Cobra darts out of the hall way and behind a wall. He hears some of the men talking, and what sounds like “Search the perimeter, he couldn't have gone far.”

Crimson knows that this attack must be the rebuttal of the ninja’s who failed to overtake him and KnightMask that time outside of this very building just a few weeks ago. Cobra peaks out from the corner and now the one ninja was joined by two others. The two said that they have taken the gym under control and will find Crimson Cobra at any cost.

“They are doing about as well as GameGenie is going to in our match come Monday… that is if I make it to the match.” Cobra thinks to himself.

Cobra sneaks his way behind the octagon in the gym and is able to see that the jiu-jitsu floor had been overrun by what seemed to be an army of ninjas! There were at least two for every one person in the gym and there was a pretty big turn out today for the class. One of the men patrolling the gym was walking around the octagon. Cobra noticed him and hid behind the huge steel steps leading up to the cage. The man made his rounds but reaching the stairs began to turn around; Cobra noticed this as well and pounced. With a quick yet powerful leap Cobra was able to silently take down the man and lock him in a rear naked choke. Crimson’s other hand was over the man’s mouth and keeping him quite as he faded out of consciousness.

“One down… just a whole army left!” Another thought running through the mind of the snake.

Cobra looks up to find three masked men looking down at him. A deep breath is drawn and Cobra explodes to his feet. A teep kick, a defensive kick used in Muay Thai to keep an opponent at distance, pushes one of the men away and actually knocks him off his balance not expecting the man who was just caught to fight back. The other two were now ready. Cobra was theirs, if it weren’t for the fact that even the highly skilled ninjas couldn’t touch him. Almost as if he inherited the speed dodging from his father, Cobra continued to bob and weave out of the way of the onslaught of attacks.

The Mauy Thai training worked its way back into the blood of Cobra and forced him to strike when stricken upon. A kick is blocked from the man on the right and a much more powerful kick is sent towards him, a kick resembling the technique of Ernesto Hoost’s low kicks. The kick knows this ninja off of his balance as well and sends him whirling into the steel steps head first and knocking himself out. The noise of the knockout also alerts the rest of the army to Cobra’s location.

Cobra continues to try and stand toe-to-toe with the last ninja but is over run before he can throw another jab. He is being grabbed at and held by so many different hands it is nearly impossible to tell whose is whose. Cobra is able to break free from the chaos and sprints for the door seeing all of the jiu-jitsu competitors knocked out he stops and stands his ground. He isn’t going to let the ninjas get away with this.

Cobra sprints at the mass of people wearing black costumes and jumps towards them. His foot connects with a face and the body drops. His hands flying more furiously than the cars the GameGenie will only drive in his video game life. A punch connects and the body drops. Another, and another, but the horde is simply too massive for one man to fight off. The snake has been backed into a corner and forced to spring. The attacked was enough to damage the beast but that was all it did, no crippling it, no killing it, only a scratch on the hide.

Escape

Hours must have past but Crimson had no idea how long it had been exactly since he had just woken up bound in what seemed to be the trunk of a car. Duct tape across his mouth, ropes holding his legs and arms together. This wasn’t going to be a very easy situation to get out of now was it.

Cobra knew it had been a while from the amount of sweat that stained his clothes and the car flooring around him. He began to franticly look around for a sharp edge to cut the ropes and free himself. A razor blade is seen up by his face but there was almost no way to move it with his hands tied behind his back. An attempt at rolling over was put to a halt when Cobra’s hands were jammed in between his body as well as the roof of the trunk.

Hopeless would be a good way to describe the overwhelming feeling that Cobra had just underwent. With nothing else in the trunk Crimson had no way of escape other than waiting for the car to stop and attempting to flee on foot. But even he knew that these masked warriors were going to get just about whatever they wanted in this scenario… Money, power and… whatever the hell else people dressed up as ninjas in 2013 want…

Just then the car actually did stop. Three doors open and slam shut but the drive is still in the car. He waits yelling at the men to hurry for some reason.

“Dump it all on the yard! We already went through the house!” The words are just barely able to be made out from the trunk.

The driver door opens. The car is in neutral and Crimson knows it from the slope and the fact that the car isn’t a stick, yet it is rolling like it were, something else is happening. IT sounds as if something has been placed on the gas pedal, the car is revving but in neutral nothing will happen.

BAM!

The car is smashed into drive and the back tires screech on the black colored street. The four tires are set in motion and the car begins to pick up as much speed as it can before smashing right into the home of Crimson Cobra.

A huge explosion ignites the fire and sets both the car and the home ablaze. Crimson Cobra’s home has, for a second time, been set on fire only this time Crimson Cobra is nowhere to be seen. The car seemed to have ripped apart in the explosion and the body isn’t above the wreckage.

One of the ninjas walks away with a phone almost connected to his head. "Operation: STC completed sir. Commencing Operation: Slay The Knight."

Sirens are heard and people begin to gather around the furious fire. No one knowing what happened, few try to help some being pulled back by loved ones others getting as close as they can before the fire makes them shield their eyes.

But where is Crimson Cobra?

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We are in a hospital. The white floors that match the white walls and white ceiling help tell us this, as well as the people walking around in white lab coats with doctor masks over their face. One room is doctor-less though and the patient sheet reads a very familiar name.

"Dakota Cobb"

The man thought to have been dead from the earlier accident was already in the hospital. But there was no one in the bed in this room. Instead a machine stood in the middle of the floor.... or what was thought to be a machine.

The camera pans to the bottom of the machine looking thing. Two feet. Black boots, this was now obviously not a machine but someone in a suit that seemed ready for battle. Panning up the legs we see a fitted almost leather suit that is for sure ready for someone to battle from the inside of. The panning continues as we reach the body. Black gloves that are attached to the sleeves continue up to the small shoulder pads that have been installed on the battle suit. The pads hold up the body piece that is the same black color of the gloves.

But getting to the head we see a mask being secured into place. The back piece is all black starting at the neck and coming to about the forehead. In the direct center is a red Cobra... it could only be one man under this mask. The face piece isn't black like the rest of the suit, the face piece is a reflective material almost like a one way mirror curved to fit the mask.

What had happened to Cobra for him to need all of this?

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