Author's Note.
I've been neglecting you guys, There's still more books to come. Its just that I haven't had the inspiration yet, so I'm posting what I've already written in order to kick start my thinker.
When we last left our hero, Deanis, she was stuck in what appears to be the Janitor's Closet along with nerd and kiss ass Simmons while both the Red and Blue teams were spread across the solar system.
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Chapter 1 – We Get Signal
Deanis watched from the room as Simmons worked on the various wires and sparks that connected to this teleporter. It was about the only one that could be found to actually access things outside of… where ever the hell they are. Janitor's closet?
"Okay, let's see, if I wire this thing in to that..." Simmons had been mumbling to himself for the last few hours, "maybe I could signal boost on that thing there... I might just be able to get that to work."
Something appeared, seeming to reflect within the green light of the teleporter. Deanis took a step closer to find two soldiers. They were firing at something. She squinted her eyes, looking at the details. The red soldier was a bit shorter than the Blue soldier and was firing a shotgun, he had a sergeant's emblem. The blue one didn't have an emblem.
"Sarge?" Deanis asked, walking up behind Simmons.
"Caboose, Caboose, keep them away from me!" Sarge said in the scene the portal showed, "Get that one. And that one. No no, the one with the limp! Get 'im!"
"Sarge, is that you?" Simmons asked the teleporter.
"I don't want to kill..." It was Caboose, firing a MB5A. He was back to back with Sarge, "but... I don't want to die even more."
"Hey Caboose," Deanis yelled, "can you hear us!"
"Yes, I heard you Sergeant," Caboose in the picture said.
"I didn't say anything, numb nuts," Sarge replied.
"Damn!" Deanis cursed.
"Don't worry," Simmons said, looking up at her from the floor, "If I alter a few things, we may be able to send a message to them."
"Yeah, well hurry it up," Deanis said, leaning with in the small space between the portal and the large room full of portals. Simmons returned to his work and Deanis watched Sarge and Caboose through the portal's screen.
It played out. First Sarge and Caboose were talking about some plan to steal flags before going out of sight of the teleporter's range. Deanis sighed. She was happy that she and Simmons had at least found Sarge, with the accidental finding of Caboose too, but she didn't like the feeling of helplessness.
The scene was changed to Sarge and Caboose, hold Red and Blue army flags. They were talking bout bargaining to some unseen group. Gunfire then littered the background, causing Deanis to stiffen. But something happened, Caboose jumped off whatever cliff he had been standing on, yelling in a dark voice. Like he had been possessed by O'Malley.
"I got it!" Simmons jumped up, "Sarge, Caboose can you hear me?"
Sarge within the scene turned to face the thing that had been watching him.
"Simmons 2.0?"
"He's not the only one Sarge," Deanis said.
"Deanis? Where are ya? You invisible?"
"No Sarge," Simmons explained, "She's simply not in sight of the teleporter. Listen, I reconfigured the teleporter to allow us to communicate with you. I need to get you guys outta there."
"Damn right we need to get outta here," Sarge said.
"Get to your teleporter, and I'll see what I can do from here," Simmons said, ducking back down to the opened panel in the floor.
"Okay!"
"And Sarge?" Simmons looked up.
"Yeah?"
"It's really great to see you again."
"Kiss his ass some other time," Deanis said, resting her boot on his back. She watched Sarge jump off the cliff, and now all they had to do is wait. The scene changed again to a background with rock. Sarge ran in front of it.
"Hurry up, Simmons!" Sarge yelled into the teleporter.
"Just give me a few more seconds over here, Sarge," Simmons tinkered within the panel.
"They don't have a few seconds!" Deanis yelled at Simmons.
"Stop pressuring me!" Simmons whined. That trumpet tone that Sarge plays back at Red Base was sounding in the background of where ever Sarge and Caboose was. Speaking of the later, the blue private walked into the line of sight.
"Your toast has been burned," He said in a raspy, dark voice, "and no amount of scraping will remove the black parts." There was yelling in the background.
"Oh shut up, Caboose," Sarge commanded. Simmons jumped up, and back away nearly running into Deanis.
"Okay there, come through now!" Simmons yelled into the teleporter.
"Come on Caboose!"
Sarge and Caboose ran into the portal, appearing in the flesh and armor mere feet from Simmons and Deanis. Simmons ran into the space, jammed something in the panel before shutting it, and the teleporter's visual was cut off completely.
"Whoo," Simmons let out a breath, getting up from the closed panel, "That was pretty close, huh?"
"Simmons, you get an F in efficiency," Sarge grumbled, "But I have to give you an A+ in dramatic timing."
"Thank you Sir," Simmons saluted, "I've always felt that presentation is what matters most."
"Kiss-ass," Deanis muttered.
"What happened?" Caboose spoke up in his normal voice, "The last thing I remember was a very mean kitten. And then we were in this janitor's closet. And my throat hurts, a lot."
"Hey Sarge," Deanis said, "What was that place?"
"Deanis, I have absolutely no idea," Sarge replied and then turned to Simmons, "Son, how the hell did you bring us here?"
"Well Sarge…" Simmons start spouting about machinery that Deanis didn't exactly understand. She was a battle-ready soldier, not a fucking nerd, "…And that brought you back here. So, theoretically one of these teleporters should teleport us back to Blood Gulch, or anywhere else that we want to go. Do you understand?"
"Yes. No," Caboose was confused, "What does thermoretically mean?"
"I probably could have saved a lot of time by telling you these things worked by magic," Simmons sighed.
"I thought you told the story well," Caboose said, "I liked all the parts with me in them."
"There weren't any parts with you in them," Deanis said. As far as she could tell there weren't.
"Any idea which ones go where?" Sarge asked, looking at all the different portals.
"Man um... not really," Simmons leaned on one leg, "I found you two guys by accident."
"And I'd prefer if we didn't just use portal at random," Deanis pointed out, "One of them might send us to the sun or something."
"We should definitely take the green one," Caboose suggested.
"Okay, be quiet now," Simmons whispered harshly.
"Vic?" Sarge said suddenly, causing everyone to look at him. The CO turned away, holding two fingers to his armored temple. He was on the radio.
"So," Deanis said, "Simmons, exactly how are we supposed to get out of here?"
"I really don't know," He said rubbing the chin of his helmet, "Any of these portal could led to anywhere, and I'm not even sure how Sarge got a signal on the radio, I can't get anyone."
"Go figure."
"Oh oh oh!" Caboose said, raising a hand like a little kid.
"Caboose," Deanis dragged his name irritated.
"Have you tried calling Captain Muffins?"
"Caboose," Deanis said, "We don't have a signal here."
"What about the sergeant?"
"He's right there!" Deanis yelled, pointing at her CO, "Why the fuck should we call him if we could just walk up and tell him something."
"How about Church?"
"WE. DON'T. HAVE. A. SIGNAL." Deanis spelt out.
"Men," Sarge said, coming up from behind Deanis, "I just got word from Command, we have orders to report to Sidewinder. That's where O'Malley is currently located."
"Fucking a," Deanis said.
"Sir, shouldn't we try finding the rest of our team?" Simmons suggested.
"How in hell are we going to find them?" Deanis said, "The only guy's whose got a radio signal was Sarge, and that was command calling him, and I'd rather not have to go through millions of teleporters, dude."
"Eureka's hammer, I've got it!" Sarge snapped his fingers in triumph, "I put a listening device in one of the suits of armor I built. We can use that to find out where they are."
"Which robot sir?" Deanis asked, "Don't one of 'em have a bomb or something?"
Sarge chuckled, "Yeah, I wouldn't turn that on. Or maybe I should. That we could follow the enormous explosion and huge plumes of smoke, directly to them. It'd be just like a homing device. But Indian style."
"You really want to find them in a hole filled with ashes?" Deanis pointed out.
"Though crudely delivered I see your point," Sarge said, and produced a strange remote control device from his combat belt, "Let's go with the listening device."
"Great idea Sir," Simmons complimented.
"Yes it was."
"Can I push the button to make it go?" Caboose asked, excited like a child, "Please?"
"How does your team deal with you?" Deanis asked, agitated.
"Okay Caboose," Sarge said, handing the blue soldier the device, "but just this once."
"Yay! Thanks!"
Caboose snatched the device and pressed one of the two buttons on it.
"What a little rascal," Sarge laughed heartedly. Deanis grumbled something, and Simmons was glaring daggers at Caboose.
"I pushed the button," Caboose stated.
"Stay away from him," Simmons said, his words quiet but dripping poison, "he's mine."
"What was that?" Deanis asked, "Fucking Jealousy?"
"-Man, I hate this. This sucks-," a voice crackled to life from the remote-control. Everyone looked at it. Static filled the background to a point where the voice was almost unidentifiable.
"It's Church!" Caboose said happily. No, it didn't sound like Church…
"-I just wanna lay around and do nothing.-"
"I think it's Grif!" Sarge suggested. The voice sounded too perky to be Grif's…
"-Right after I take this nice, warm, bubble-bath.-"
"Donut," Simmons, Sarge and Deanis stated in unison. Simmons took the device from Caboose and started fiddling with it. He opened a radio channel link with the device.
"Let me see if I can lock on to that signal, Sarge," Simmons said, "Okay got it, go ahead."
Sarge opened a com-channel to the signal Simmons sent him via radio. Simmons absent-mindedly handed the remote-control to Caboose.
"Come in, Donut, come in. Donut, do you read me? Come in," Sarge said into his the radio. Deanis opened the same channel, following Simmons's and Sarge's example.
"-Sarge, you gotta help me!-" Said a clearer version of Donut's voice, "You left me with one blue, but now there are three!-"
"Vic was right, it was a trap all along!" Sarge yelled, Deanis was hearing double from both reality and the radio, "Listen, Donut. Vic told me all about the blue plot. That fella Tucker is gonna make up things, craaazy things about Red and Blue. You can't listen to him, you just can't!"
"-Sarge, what should I do?-"
"Don't let him catch on that you know," Sarge told him, "Just act like you normally do- wait, not like you, act like someone more brave. 'N smarter. 'N more masculine, for God's sake."
"-Okey-dokey Sarge.-"
The radio clicked off.
"He's a dead man, Simmons," Sarge said after a moment.
"It's okay Sir, I thought that you two were getting too close anyway," Simmons said, "and that's not good for the chain of command."
"If I hear one more threat about Donut, I will personally plant my boot up your ass," Deanis threatened, causing Simmons to back away from her.
"Try to open a teleporter to them," Sarge commanded, "I'll see if I can locate the other armor." He reached down for his belt, when he realized that he had given the device to Simmons, who had given it back to Caboose. Everyone turned on the Blue Private. Caboose raised the remote-control, looking at the other button.
"Yeah! More button pushing!" Caboose said happily.
"Don't you dare," Deanis warned darkly.
"This is the button to find Church!" Caboose pushed the button. A resonating sound whined from the device.
"Uh oh," Sarge said, "That's not gonna be good."
"Did he just do what I think he did?" Simmons asked.
"I'm gonna fucking kill him," Deanis said.
Trivia.
We Get Signal - A reference to "All your base are belong to Us".
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Chapter 1 - We Get Signal.