Hey people. This is my new Red vs Blue story. I hope you all enjoy it. I might have changed some of the characters' personalities a bit or changed something about them. Warning: Caboose is one of those characters. I am not sure if I am going to add a pairing into this, but I might. So anyway, feel free to write reviews on what you think and you are welcome to leave constructive criticisms only. If you have anything rude, mean or just downright hateful to say, don't post it. Or better yet if you don't like this story, don't read it.

Angel-Demon hybrid

Chapter 1

Caboose sat at the desk that was placed in one corner of the room. It was a dull steel color just like the chair he was sitting in. That was the color of most of the objects in the room. The walls were that color, his bed frame was that color, his bookcase was that color, his nightstand and the doors too. There were three different doors in the room. One led to the bathroom that had a big tube that doubled as a shower. There was a full length mirror attached to the other side of the door. The second door led to a walk-in wardrobe, filled with clothes that were his size or slightly bigger. The clothes were the only things that had any color to them, even though the colors were black, white, gray, and different shades of blue. His shoes were the same way. The third and final door led outside of his room, but that was always locked so he couldn't get out.

Caboose placed down his crayon and stared at the picture he drew. The picture was of the reds and blues plus Carolina, Doc, and Washington. He sighed sadly. He missed his friends a lot. It has been a long time since he last saw them. He missed hearing Church yell, Tucker complain, Washington bark orders along with Carolina, Doc fussing over everybody, Donut and his constant chatter, Simmons spouting random facts, Grif trying to get out of work, Lopez speaking when nobody could understand him, and Sarge with his constant threats and insulting words. Most of all though, he missed having Washington, Church, and surprisingly Carolina, tell him stories to help him sleep. He loved it when they did that. It helped keep the nightmares away.

He put his head down onto his arms and began to sob lightly. He was scared and lonely. He had nobody to talk to but himself or the pictures he drew. The nightmares would constantly keep him up at night so he hardly got any sleep. He was always tired and sad. It has been awhile since he last smiled. Caboose wanted to be able to have fun again with his friends, but they were so far away.

The blonde collected himself and taped the picture up next to all the other ones he drew. The wall space above his desk was completely covered in hand drawn pictures. All of them were of his friends and some were of his family that he missed a lot. He then got up and went over to the bed and laid down. He stared up at the ceiling with blank eyes. He thought about how he ended up here. He remembered that day all too well.

Flashback

It was just another regular day for the blue team. Washington was making Tucker do drills and Tucker complained. Caboose was standing near them with the giant robot Freckles. They were watching Tucker run around the base, grumbling the whole time. Caboose giggled softly when Tucker asked why he (Caboose) didn't have to do these drills. Washington had said that Caboose was already done and was allowed to relax for the rest of the day. This made Tucker angry and begin to curse. Wash just whacked him over the head and made him run some more. While Tucker was running, Washington came over to the pair and stopped in front of them.

He spoke, "Caboose. I need you to go over to Red base and ask if we can borrow some of their tools so we can fix the radio. Freckles will need to stay here so I can make sure Tucker doesn't slack off."

Caboose nodded vigorously and said, "Don't worry Agent Washington! I will get those tools!" He got up and headed over to the red base that was on the other side of the canyon. Wash watched him go and sighed before making sure Tucker wasn't slacking off. That was when he realized that the private wasn't wearing his helmet, but didn't bother going after him. What he didn't know was that sending Caboose off by himself was going to be the biggest mistake ever. Of all time.

Caboose was happily humming a small tune to himself as he walked over to the red base. He didn't want to disappoint Washington or make him angry. He was scary when he was angry. As he walked on, he failed to notice that somebody was following him. The person was sneaking along the cliffside quietly, making sure not to kick any stones down and alert the blue. They were waiting for the right moment to strike.

Caboose smiled when red base came into view. He was just about to call out when someone ran right into him. He let out a gasp of surprise and managed not to fall down. He looked at the person and saw that it was Donut.

Donut spoke in an excited tone, "I knew I recognized you Caboose. How are you?"

Caboose laughed and hugged Donut back before saying, "I am good Admiral Cupcake. Washington sent me over here to see if we could borrow some of your tools so we could fix the radio."

Donut smiled and said, "Sure. Come with me. I'll go get them."

The pink private then dragged the rookie with him over to the base and headed over to where Sarge kept his supplies. He took out what Caboose needed and handed the tools to him. Caboose thanked him and headed back to his own base. Donut would have gone with him, but Sarge called him in for something.

Caboose let out a small giggle as he headed back to his own base. Washington would be happy with him. He did just what he was supposed to do and got the tools. Maybe Washington would tell him a bedtime story as a reward. Once again, he failed to notice that somebody was following him. This time the person was on the ground and cloaked by a cloaking unit, and once they got close enough to the private, uncloaked themselves and swiftly ran up behind the private and grabbed him. Caboose was startled that he dropped the tools on the ground.

The person took this time to quickly cover the private's nose and mouth with a cloth that had chloroform on it. By this time, Caboose had begun to struggle and tried to break free, but couldn't. He made the mistake of breathing and inhaled the chloroform. After several seconds, his movements began to slow down as the drug took effect. It was not long before he finally passed out, slumping in the person's grip. The person quickly picked him up and threw him over one shoulder. They placed a small disk down by the tools for the reds and blues to find. They then turned and went off, up the cliffside, and then they were gone.

End flashback

After he passed out, he had woken up what felt like days later, in this very room. A meal had been set out for him along with some clothes. For the first several days, this was how he lived. Somebody would come into the room and leave him food and come back later for the empty plates. Anybody who did enter the room never spoke to him or answered any of his questions. That annoyed him at first, but he got used to it.

After a week of being there, he had been brought out and had been led to a room that was bigger than his. It appeared to be the office of a commanding officer or something like that. He was shoved into a seat and then left there, the guards returning outside. After a few minutes, someone entered. The person didn't have their armor on, so Caboose could easily see that it was a male.

The man had short black hair that kind of spiked up a bit in every direction. His skin was a light tan color covered in scars. He was muscular, but not insanely so. He stood at about 6', the same height as the Meta. He had sharp facial features, a regular sized nose, partly full lips that were in a frowning position, and normal sized ears, which were pierced and had small studs in them, two in each one. His eyes though, were what made Caboose really nervous. The man's eye were what looked like to be a very dark red color, reminding the rookie too much of O'Malley.

The man had introduced himself as Locus, a mercenary hired by the Federation Army of Chorus, the name of the planet they had crashed on. Locus told him that the Federation needed his help to defeat the rebels, who his friends have joined. He said that if he did this, that he (Locus) would make sure that his friends would taken by them and left unharmed. Caboose had quickly said no to that and refused to fight his friends. Meaningless to say, Locus was not happy. Within seconds, Caboose had found himself lying on the ground, blood running down from his nose, which was not broken, and lip, which had been split open. He had tried to get up, but was kicked hard in the unprotected skin of his stomach. This continued on for a while until Locus finally stopped and had him brought back to his room/cell. For the next few weeks, this pattern would continue, and Caboose's answer would be the same.

Caboose was broken out of his musing when the door to his room was unlocked and opened. He shot up into a sitting position on his bed and made sure his eyes were blank. He didn't want to give Locus an edge on him. It was bad enough that the man would talk about his friends all the time and talk dirty about them and that he found out about Caboose's childhood. He refused to let the man see any emotions.

In walked Locus, which internally startled the blonde on the bed. Locus never came in here before, only the guards. Caboose was suspicious now. Why did Locus come here? What was he planning? Caboose wanted to ask these questions, but kept his mouth closed. If he spoke, Locus would have an edge of him again.

Locus walked over and sat down next to the rookie in blue, his back resting against the wall. He took out a cigarette and lit it before taking a long drag of it. The smell of smoke soon filled the air as he blew it out. Caboose wanted to gag at the horrid smell but didn't. He kept his eyes forward, staring right at the wall in front of him. The waiting game has officially begun.

I am now done with the first chapter. I hope you all liked it so far. Please R&R and tell me what you think.

Angel-Demon hybrid