Hey everyone. NexusLight and to start off, I'm seriously sorry for not posting anything for a long time. This is mainly due to being extremely busy with my life and my interest shifting. So to get me back on my feet, I'm going to make a smaller scale story for one of my favorite web series: Red vs. Blue. So lets get started!
Disclaimer: I own only the OC. Red vs. Blue is owned by Rooster Teeth
Years Ago
Space
No one's POV
In the cold dark depths of space, the UNSC frigate Mother of Invention slowly moves across the sea of inky blackness. However, inside was currently much more eventful then the exterior of the ship.
Aboard the Mother of Invention
Two men walk down the metallic halls of the holding section of the ship. The dark-skinned man walked slightly behind the taller one with a worried expression while the other had a stone-hard look on his face.
"Director, I normally won't question your decisions, however this not just one of our best agents, but also one of our first-"
"My decision stands, Councilor. He must be punished for his actions. Project Freelancer will not tolerate anyone who stands in the way of our mission to ensure the survival of humanity." The man cut off the other with a hard, Texian-voice.
The Councilor remained silent before nodding. "Yes Director."
They soon stopped once they reached the cell at the end of the hall. Standing on the both sides of the entrance were two of the projects agents. One was Washington, who wore grey armor with a yellow trim. The other was New York, who had tan armor with silver trim. Once the Director was standing in front of them, they stood at attention.
"At ease." The Director ordered.
"Yes sir." The two freelancers acknowledged before easing their stances.
The Director nodded before looking at the cell door. "So how's he doing?"
Washington was the first to reply. "He hasn't done anything so far."
"Yeah. No shouting, no attempts to even break out." York added before looking at Washington. "It's hard to believe that he's the same guy that kick our asses just a few hours ago."
"I know, but that's not to surprising considering he was here long before the rest of us were. I mean, it took both Carolina and Tex to subdue him." Washington replied. Letting out a groan, he rubbed his right shoulder. "I can still feel every hit he landed on my body, but it's not as bad as his-"
"Enough." The Director ordered. Washington immediately shut up and both him and York faced the Director. "All three of you, please leave. I wish to speak to him alone."
Everyone looked at him like he was crazy, but before they could speak, the Texas man spoke again. "Now."
The two Freelancers looked at the Councilor, who only nodded at the two. Reluctantly, the two walk past the Director and proceed to follow the dark-skinned man back down the hall. Once the three were far enough away, the Director spoke. "F.I.L.S.S, open the door."
A beep was heard before the small screen on the left side of the door flashed. "Yes Director." The light above the door goes green before the cell door opens and the Director walks in.
The room is barely lite and featureless apart from the heavily enforced bars that divided the room. On the other side of the room, was a standard prison bed, sink, and toilet. Laying on the bed was rather tall man, however, his back was turned towards the wall, so his facial features were hidden. He didn't bother turning around as he heard the footsteps of the Director.
Stopping a foot away from the bars and looks at the man on the bed. "Hello, Agent Nebraska."
Letting out a scoff, Nebraska replied. "Director. To think you would come to see a prisoner. I would have thought that you would have sent Carolina or the shadow."
The Director frowned and clenched his hands. However, he didn't get a chance a speak as Nebraska suddenly threw one of the knobs he broke off the sink at the Director.
'CLANG!'
The Director didn't flinch as the knob collided with one of the bars, causing a dent to form. Nebraska glared at the Director as he continued. "Don't try to hide it, sir! I know what you've been doing! The AIs, Alpha, and what Tex really is!"
The Director didn't say anything before letting out a sigh. "Nebraska, you are one of the best we've got and when I offered you to join, you didn't hesitate to accept." Shaking his head, the man continued. "Listen, forget about all that information and I'll be willing to sent you back to-"
"Forget it, Leonard." Nebraska cut him off. "You should know that I can't do that." Nebraska walked up to the bars and looked the Director square in the eyes. "I can't because I know Allison wouldn't want you to do this."
The two didn't say anything for a few seconds before the Director turned around. "So do I need to tell you the punishment for your actions?"
Nebraska didn't speak, but the Director knew that the freelancer knew his fate. "I see. Then goodbye, Agent Nebraska."
Episode 1 - The Newcomer
Years Later
Skies Above Blood Gulch
Walker's POV
"-Okay dude. You understand everything, Private Walker?" A voice spoke from my radio as the Pelican I was in flew to my new base.
I was baffled by this. I thought I was being sent to battle some hostile alien force, but instead, I'm being sent to the Blue Army outpost at a place called Blood Gulch because they lost their leader a while ago. Despite my doubts, I nodded. "Yes Vic. I understand."
"Alright amigo. I hope you enjoy your stay at Blood Gulch." Vic told me as I nodded again before switching off my radio. I then look down at my standard blue armorthat had white trim on it before sighing.
"Private Walker, we are approaching Blood Gulch. Prepare for drop-off." The pilot spoke from the intercom. I nodded before walked up front and saw...
...a box canyon in the middle of nowhere.
...
...
'Oh god.' I thought to myself.
Blood Gulch
"This shit better be worth fighting for..." I spoke to myself depressed as I stood outside in front of the base. I reached down and picked up my duffle bag, but before I could walk in, I heard voices coming from the back of the base.
Curious, I walked around the right side until I saw two other soldiers standing there. One had aqua-colored armor and the other had standard blue armor. "No- No- Not like that. We need more men to help us."
I keep walking towards them as the aqua one keep speaking. "Huh? What do you mean another guy was already shipped out here?"
Once I was close enough, I spoke. "Excuse me." Both soldiers turned towards me as I continued. "Is this Blood Gulch Outpost Alpha?"
"Oh... Okay, the new guy's here. But we lost another one of our guys too." The aqua one spoke, I'm guessing to Command. "-Yeah, that got blown up, too."
"Wow, sucks to be you dude." I overheard Vic speak.
Nodding, the aqua soldier replied. "Yeah, we know.
"Okay then, he's what I can do. The nearest Blue forces can be there in 16 days, or I-" Vic spoke before being cut off by the aqua one. "16 days!? That's almost two weeks."
"-Or I can hire a nearby freelancer and get him there within a few hours."
The blue one then spoke. "I like the 'in an hour' one."
The aqua soldier looked at the other one and nodded. "Yeah, me too. Roger that, Command. We prefer the quicker solution."
"10-4, Blood Gulch. We will contact Freelancer Tex and have him there post-haste. Command out." Vic finished before disconnecting.
The aqua one nodded. "Whoever he is, make sure he can fix a tank." Finishing his talk with command, he turned towards me along with the blue guy. "So your the new guy they sent here?"
"Yes." I set my bag down before saluting. "Private Steven Walker reporting for duty."
"Hey man, you don't have to bother with that shit around here. Besides, all three of us are privates." The aqua one told me.
I looked at him in surprise. "Wait, no one's been promoted after the leader died?"
"Yeah, pretty much." He answered with a shrug. "By the way, I'm Tucker-" He turned to point at the blue soldier. "-And that's Caboose." Caboose just waved at me.
I blinked in confusion before nodding. "O-Okay. In that case, just call me Steve"
Both nodded before Caboose turned to Tucker. "What's a freelancer?"
Tucker turned to look at Caboose. "Freelancers are independent. They're not Red or Blue. They're guns for hire who will fight for whoever has the most money."
"Basically mercenaries." I replied.
"Right. Or like your mom when the rent's due."
I held back from laughing while Caboose stood there for a second before speaking. "Oh, that's funny."
"Yeah, you didn't think that was too obvious?" Tucker deadpanned.
"No, no, not at all. That was- that was good."
Calming myself down, I was about to speak when a new voice spoke from behind me. "Tucker- Tucker!" Turning around, I saw-
"What the hell!?" I jumped back upon seeing a transparent, white soldier standing there.
"Who the hell are you!?" Tucker shouted terrified as he and Caboose backed up as well.
"I am the ghost of Church, and I've come back with a warning!" The 'ghost' spoke.
"You're not Church!" Caboose said. "Church is blue." The 'ghost', Church, stopped and turned to him irritated. "You're white."
"Rookie, shut up, man! I'm a freakin' ghost! Have you ever seen a blue ghost before?" He yelled at Caboose. I slowly reached over to the device that was installed in my left gauntlet to activate it.
"Yeah, it's definitely him." I heard Tucker speak.
"Now I got to start over again." Church said before clearing his throat, if he had one. "Tucker- Tucker! I've come back with a warning!"
I pressed the activation button on my gauntlet and immediately, a red, white, and blue circular energy shield formed. I quickly rushed at the 'ghost' and tried to ram him with my shield, only to be surprised as I ran through him. I stopped and turned back around to see everyone looking at me. "What the-"
"God damn it! First Caboose and now a new asshole!" The ghost shouted in frustration.
Luckily, Tucker spoke. "At least he made you stop talking in that stupid voice. Seriously, is the voice necessary?"
"Yeah, it's kind of annoying." Caboose agreed.
The ghost sighed in annoyance. "Fine."
"Okay, hang on. Who the fuck is this?" I asked, having enough of this bullshit and just wanting answers.
Tucker looked at me and spoke. "This is Church. He was killed by Caboose before you got here."
"Caboose killed him? Can you explain?" I questioned.
15 Minutes Later
Hearing the story of how Caboose accidently killed Church, me and said dead-man soon spoke with each other and all I can say is that he's a bit of an asshole, but he also seems to be the most levelheaded.
"My god. Command actually did something good for once. Sending someone who's not a fucking idiot!" Church shouted to the sky as if thanking God.
I look over at Tucker with a confused expression. "Is he always like this?"
"Yep." He replied with a deadpanned voice. He then looked at Church. "So are you hear to tell us something?"
Suddenly remembering what he was here for, Church stood up. "Oh yeah. Okay, here's the deal. I've come back from the dead to give you a warning about Tex. Don't let-"
"What's the warning?" Caboose suddenly asked.
"Shut up for one second and I'll tell you!" Church shouted at Caboose.
"Oh, sorry."
"Seriously, man! I mean, I'm coming back from the great beyond here. Do you think this is easy?"
"Must be since God or Satan haven't taken you yet." I quickly said.
"Shut up, new guy." Church quickly told me. "Well, It's not! It's not just, you know, pop in and out whenever I feel like it. It takes a lot of concentration."
"Sorry."
"I mean, it's bad enough that you killed me to begin with, but now I come back and I can't even get a word in edgewise, man." Letting out a sigh, Church turned back to Tucker and spoke. "Okay, here's the deal."
"Is this the warning?" Caboose suddenly asked.
"All right, that's it. I swear to God, Caboose, your ass is haunted. When we're don here, I'm going to haunt you." Church threatened.
"Yeah, you're even starting to bug me." Tucker said as he turned to Caboose.
"Caboose, wait for him to finish before asking anything." I told Caboose.
Turning back to Tucker, Church began. "Okay, Tucker, you remember that I told I was stationed on Sidewinder before they transferred me here to Blood Gulch, right?"
"No." Tucker simply said.
"Sidewinder?" Caboose asked. "Isn't that the ice planet?"
Turning to Caboose, I answered him. "Yeah. I've been there once and all I can say is that it's really cold."
"Exactly."
"That's it? Just cold?" Caboose asked.
"What do you want from me, a poem?" Church asked annoyed. "It's a planet made entirely out of ice. It's really fuckin' cold."
"Would you just let him talk?" Tucker asked Caboose, annoyed as well.
Church turned back to Tucker. "All right. Well, one day when I was there, everything was just like normal. I remember I was out on patrol with my partner, Jimmy." He then looked up at the sky as if he was remembering a good memory. "That Jimmy was a real good kid. Everybody liked him."
"Do you think I was a good kid, Church?" Tucker asked, hoping Church would say something good about him for once.
Said dead-man shook his head. "Tucker, don't get jealous, man. Just listen to the story, okay? Like I said, guys were hanging around, waiting for some action, bitching about the cold."
"Not that surprised." I thought to myself.
"Anyway, Jimmy was in the middle of telling me all about this girlfriend he had back home. He was planning on marrying her when he finished his service." He then looked to the ground to the left as he clenched his fists. "And that's when Tex showed up. Private Mickey was the first to go. He was halfway across the base when all of a sudden he just started screaming bloody murder. Then Tex attacked and the whole thing was over before it even started." Shaking his head, he finished his tale. "Poor Jimmy was the last one to go. Tex snuck up on him, pulled Jimmy's skull right out of his head, and beat him to death with it."
"Wait a second. How do you beat someone to death with their own skull? That doesn't seem physically possible." Tucker asked skeptically. I nodded in agreement.
"That's exactly what Jimmy kept screaming." Church simply said before getting back to the point. "Bottom line is, these freelancers, they're bad news, and Tex is one of the worst."
"Aren't all mercenaries?" I asked.
"Pretty much." Church agreed.
"If he's such a bad ass, why didn't he kill you?" Caboose asked.
Church only shrugged. "I'll tell you, I don't know why I'm not dead. He could have killed me at any point. But maybe it's because Tex and I have run into each other once before."
"Where?" Tucker asked.
"You, uh, you remember that girl I told you about back home?" Church asked, suddenly finding the reason becoming awkward. "Well, let's just say that Tex is the real reason why we never got married."
Suddenly, I notice him fading. "Hey Church, you might want to look at yourself." I said as I pointed at him.
Church did and saw his situation before looking at us. "Guys, I'm fading fast and I don't know when I'll be back. Just listen to my warning. Don't let Tex get involved here."
"OK." "Right." Me and Tucker replied together while Caboose nodded.
Nodding, Church began to fade into nothing. "I mean it, guys. No fighting, no scouting, nothing. You'll regret it-" Church finally vanishes.
We all turn to each other before Tucker speaks. "So! Tex and Church were after the same girl."
"I told you his girlfriend was a slut." Caboose said simply.
"Hey Caboose, you can't say that about someone you don't even know." I defended Church's girlfriend. Before I could continue to speak, I suddenly noticed something from the right corner of my visor. Turning my head right, I froze.
"Steve? What's wrong?" Caboose asked. I only pointed towards where I was looking and the others turned to see what I saw.
Standing a few feet away, was a soldier in black armor and we all immediately could tell that this was the one Church warned us about.
Agent Texas.
So there we have it. This is a story that will help me get back on my feet. Also, I'm a huge fan of the web series. With that, I have nothing left to say.
NexusLight, out.
Update: 5/11/2019 - Did a bit of editing.