I'm back. Again. Well first things first, disclaimer.
I DONT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT FOR THE OC'S
italics=PSI
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West's POV
I landed the ship at a Project freelancer simulation trooper outpost. No sign of anyone. All I could see was death. When did this happen? While we received the message, they mentioned behind attacked by someone called the red. so you think the one other sim troopers did this. I don't think they have anyone with that kind of skill here considering that the UNSC would have taken them. I accessed a computer. A camera showed something fast kill all of the blue team. That thing did this. We should check the outposts not attacked. I got in the ship. Only a few bases were left. I noticed something about the bases not attacked.
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I flew to another outpost. It was the sidewinder outpost. They sent a signal to "Red command" that they caught two blues. I landed since it might be worth investigating. I could see Texas tied up. And some light blue guys. A lot of them were doing something. I took out my battle rifle for a better look. I could see that something was up.I saw Wyoming with his sniper pointed to some guys.
"Hey Wyoming!" I shouted loud enough for him to hear. He looks. "Knock knock!"
"Who's there?" He said.
"Frag!"
"Frag who?"
"Frag out!" I sent a grenade at him. He went flying off of his rock. I then took advantage of Psi's S.S. Distortion unit to get over to guys he was aiming at.
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One in black looked me. Well he was greenish blue with black."Who the hell are you!" He yelled.
"Agent West Virginia. I came here to investigate the increasing number of deaths in the red and blue teams." I said. I don't think they should know the war is a lie. "Do any of you know anything about The Red?" I asked.
"Yeah. He's the reason we ended up here. He took Tex's AI, Came with some weird vehicle and shot me, kidnapped a medic and the red teams robot, and then went on a rampage." The black and green blue guy said.
"Who are you people." I asked.
"I'm Michael J. Caboose." The blue guy said.
"I'm Donut." The pink one said.
"Just call me sarge." The red one said.
"I'm uh, Simmons." The dark red one said Nervously.
"And I'm Tucker." The Black and green blue guy said. He was about to say something when someone fired a sniper at us. I think that's the red!
"Let's get over there!" I shouted.
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We arrived where the sniper was fired. Some guy in black was there. "You won't Stop me! I have Lopez The Heavy on my side. And I've finished the secret weapon!" The red began shouting. "Lopez! Do it!" He said excitedly. The robot said something in a language I'm not familiar with. After that a storm appeared. Well that was well timed. Thunderstorms are not part of sidewinders natural weather. I think he has the robot causing it. What!
"Oh, Samson's back hair. They found our secret weapon. I developed a weather control device, but I was missing one critical piece of technology to make it work." Sarge said.
"Yes! I stole D batteries from the gas station. It was easy after everyone in it died!" The red said with more excitement in his voice. This guy is insane! One of the light blue guys came. I could here a ticking sound.
"What's going on?" He asked. I'm picking up some high megaton readings from him. you can detect megatons! yes. At these levels he could kill us all if he doesn't leave!
"You want the long version or the short? Basically you've got a fifty megaton bomb in your gut—" Sarge said
"Ten sir." Simmons corrected.
"And Lopez is about to kill us all." Sarge resumed.
"That didn't make any sense, what's the long version?" The light blue guy asked.
"That was the long version. The short version is "we're boned." Tucker answered.
"Hey Grif, are you okay?" Simmons said to a yellowish orange guy.
"I've done hard time, Simmons. I'm not the man you used to know." Grif answered.
"Hard time? We were only separated for five hours." Simmons said.
"You forget you moved between planets. Time travels different on them. On sidewinder, one day is not a lot of time." I noted. How many time's have I reminded you that? Shut up PSI!
"Hah! You just let me grab this thing!" The red said. He now had a rocket launcher. Should have kept an eye on him! Shut up PSI! The red fired. everyone took cover.
"Not so fast, O'Malley! Maybe we can't stop you, but I know who can!" Simmons said. Several Sim troopers came from a teleporter.
"NOOOOOO! I KILLED MOST OF THEM!" The red yelled. They began yelling random stuff.
"Hey guys, you want your flag?" Simmons asked. The sim troopers looked at him. "He's the one that has it!"
The sim troopers charged. The red called to someone called Doc before getting attacked. He began Striking all of them with the rocket. But they don't seem to relent. They should slow him down long enough to plan something. "We should disarm the bomb." I said.
"Right." Sarge said. The light blue guy got hit by lightning.
"YOWOOHOOHOO!" He screamed.
"Hold still, son, this'll just take a second." Sarge said before kneeling down In front of the light blue guy. There is no way that bombs coming out unless...
"Don't you ever install anything above the waist?" The light blue guy said. I looked at him, and saw robot parts. Or cyborg parts! SHUT UP PSI!
"That's the last place you'd ever look!" The red shouted as he kicked a blue guy.
"Oh no! That last lightning bolt fused the detonator! There's no way to turn this thing off." Sarge said.
"Try Manually disarming it." I suggested.
"That won't work! we specifically designed it so that I wouldn't be able to defuse it." The red shouted as he smacked a red armored guy into the floor. "We are all going to die in a brilliant explosion. And more importantly, grif dies before I do!" He shouted with joy.
"Who's idea was that!?" I asked.
"Mine! In case I fell in to the wrong hands, and was brainwashed to help the blues." Sarge said.
"Nice thinking, sir." Simmons said. It actually is. The bomb is a fail safe.
"You had to get just one last asskiss in before we die, didn't you?" Grif said.
"When long after I'm dead, people will Remember me!" The red said. "Have you ever heard of Derek the red!? The guy who destroyed the sim troopers!" He said to himself.
"We have one option." I said pointing my grenade launcher at him. "I can EMP you and possibly disable the bomb." I doubt that will work!
"Wait, won't that kill me." Church said.
"Maybe. Are you a robot, or cyborg." I responded.
"Robot." He answered.
"Then you probably will die." I answered. I fire but the grenade gets shot by a sniper. "WHAT!"
"Sorry Private Tucker, but I always get my man. Say good bye mate." Wyoming said. He was alive. Dammit!
"Uh guys, I hate to interrupt, but... zero seconds." Simmons said.
"Crap!" I say.
"What? Oh, son of a—" says cut off by an explosion.