Hey guys! Alright so no new updates yet for my other stories but I'm working on them. I swear to god on that one. Anyways, I promised this to my best friends, a spot in one of my stories, so they got their own stories. The crazy and amazing people they are they deserve this. Without them, I wouldn't be where I am or who I am. Thanks a million guys!
Anyways, enjoy the story!
Team Vortex-
Sergeant Tessa Quinn
Weapons: Shotgun and DMR
Armour: Emerald Green and Orange Accents
Corporal Gabrielle Hunter
Weapons: Rocket Launcher and Duel wield Plasma Rifles
Armour: Blue with Silver Accents
Private Corvus Hallows
Weapons: Energy Sword and Needler
Armour: Forest Green and Yellow Accents
Private Bucky Baggins
Weapons: Sniper Rifle and Magnum
Armour: Red with Dark Grey Accents
I should have known our usual friendly match of Halo on the X-Box would be interrupted. It always is. I'd just never accounted that it would be interrupted by a swirling portal we'd later be named after. To probably give you a brief understanding of what is going on...
Hello dear readers! My names Tessa Quinn, and my three friends and I were kidnapped, stuffed in Mark V Spartan armor, and shoved into Red vs. Blue with our favorite weapons. Let's start from the being shall we?
"Get back here you cockbite! That's my rifle!" I growled at the teen beside me who's red Spartan was running as fast as the game would allow while I followed him in the tank.
"Bucky, give her back her sniper rifle!" Gabby said to her partner while she dealt with my partner, Corvus.
"No way, I killed her, it's mine." Bucky said, at that his character once again just dodged the round I'd shot at him.
"Gotcha!" Gabby shouted in glee with a fist pump as she shot down Corvus who'd been using the Bansee.
"Dammit! How come up always get the rocket launcher?" Corvus demanded, he'd been sitting on my left with Bucky and Gabby on my right, and as such, he'd had to lean forwards to look over at Gabby.
"Why do you always get the sword?" The look of horror on her face was comical as, her screen turned to find my tank standing behind her. I fired without hesitation.
"Son of a... TESSA!" She roared.
"What? You killed my partner. I thought we'd agreed that was fair." I retorted.
"Why do you two always get so worked up over this? It's only a video game." Bucky asked before I'd turned to him and fired.
"Dammit!"
I'd only paused long enough to grab my drink, and it was really the only warning I got for what was about to happen.
"Hey guys..." I said as I looked at the glass of ice tea in my hands. Ripples covered the surface of it and the hair on the back of my neck stood on end.
"What's the-" I screamed when the vortex just appeared above us. I'd gone through first being the closest, followed by Corvus, Gabby and lastly Bucky who'd been gripping the couch with his 'kung fu grip'. It was still funny that he managed to hold onto the couch for thirty seconds against a overgrown, dimensional vacuum.
I groaned. My head hurt, I felt like I'd been used as a baseball, and I was feeling slightly claustrophobic. This was mainly due to the helmet over my head that was blocking out all lights except for the light blue glow coming from the screen.
I'll never admit it to the others but I panicked, taking two minutes of hysterical breathing to try and figure out how to get my helmet off. Once I'd found the latch and hit the button, I was throwing the helmet off my head and breathing deeply like I'd been breathing poison.
Okay, maybe that's a bit dramatic, but hey, the group always said I had a dramatic flare to all my Transformers stories.
"Sweet... Primus... Above..." I gasped looking around wildly. It's not everyday you wake up in full body armor that was painted an emerald green with orange accents.. Who do I look like, Tony Stark?
Scattered around me were three other Spartans. A forest green one with yellow accents who was laying on his back snoring. One Corvus Hallows; check!
A sapphire blue female Spartan with silver accents laying on her stomach like she was sunbathing. The rocket launcher within arms reach was both a satisfying statement and a scary one. One Gabrielle Hunter, a-scary-firmative.
And last but not least the poor red and black accented Spartan laying on his back with his legs propped up against the wall like he was sitting on the wall rather than laying on the ground. Bucky Baggins was easy to pick out with the sniper rifle laying across his chest.
Don't get me wrong, it was later when bullets nearly got my ass (literally) that I worried about the fact I'd just become an OC. For now, I was acting about as well as the characters I wrote in my own fanfiction.
I was so damn excited, I ran right out of the cave we'd been hiding in, without my helmet, and right into the sight of the Reds and Blues firing at each other. I don't think they noticed me, but that didn't seem to stop their bad aim from nearly hitting me.
"FUCK-A-DUCK!" I screamed, taking off back into the cave with a very, very impressive speed. One I'd later come to know was way above normal. Corvus seemed to have been startled awake by my scream, sitting up with an energy sword very much present in his right hand. His head was still covered by his helmet but I could feel the confusion rolling off him in waves as his gold visor faced my way.
"Tessa?" He asked in confusion before his head looked down slowly to his hand and the energy sword. He yelped and threw the sword, directly at Gabby. Good news? The blade disappeared when he chucked it. Bad news? It hit her on the head and she startled awake, hands going to the rocket launcher. She rolled onto her feet, rocket launcher at the ready as she aimed around the cave in paranoia. This was super scary and bad ass at the same time. I'm sure many of you, dear readers, have faces that moment when you realize just how scary and cool your best friends are.
"Woah!" Bucky had ended up with a sword bouncing off his helmet which brought a Magnum out of hiding from I don't know where.
"Seriously Tessa? Fuck-a-duck?" Gabby asked in a flat tone before all of them were bursting out in laughter while my face colored red.
"I hated that poem for the damn duck!" I said hottly. That damn poem would be the bane of my existence I tell you!
"Why the hell are we in Halo armor?" Bucky asked as he fiddled with his helmet after lowering his Magnum back on his hip. I sighed before walking over and pressing the button on his helmet, releasing it and pulled it off to show his startled brown eyes looking up at me. His gravity defying dark brown hair was a mess and it took everything in me not to pet them down.
"Church just about hit my ass with his bad aim." I shrugged when Bucky looked up at me with a raised eyebrow.
"His aim sucks balls then." Gabby said as she put her rocket launcher on her back and took off her helmet, putting it under her arm like a basketball. Her green streaked blonde hair was chopped shorter than I remembered from the living room... Like a lot.
Her honey brown eyes were looking around the cave with that look that said 'we're screwed'.
"Maybe he was aiming for it." All of us turned to the sandy haired, blue eyed, man wearing forest green armor who shrugged helplessly as I picked up the shotgun off the ground that was near my helmet. Gabby pulled the two plasma rifles from where they were magnetized on her thighs like Carolina.
"That's beyond disturbing." Bucky said with a grimace.
"Hallows, are you asking to die today?" I asked, cocking the shotgun in my hands and Corvus shook his head quickly.
"Hey Tess, how are your hearing aids?" I paused to look over at Gabby before putting the shotgun on my back.
"Fine, they don't seem damaged as far as I can hear." I got flat looks from all my friends at the bad pun.
Hearing aids? Try prototype brain implants that were supposed to top the cochlear implants. I was born deaf you see, but I've had the implants behind my ears since I was two. My parents didn't want an imperfect child, so all the phantom pain I remember from then, still lingers even when I can't really remember the procedure itself.
"Hey what's that?" Corvus asked as he walked over to Gabby. On her shoulder was a small patch that said: Black Ops; Corporal G. Hunter
"She's not the only one. I'm wearing one too." Bucky said as he looked at the same spot showing us what his said.
Marksman; Private B. Baggins
I grinned, that was perfect for the guy who was an amazing shot. He could keep the sniper... For now.
I looked over at Corvus and snorted.
Tech Support; Private C. Hallows
I mentally debated how long it would be before someone decided to try and shoot him. I didn't think it would be long. He'd probably start to annoy us faster than you could say 'Fuck'. I looked down at my shoulder and gaped.
"Team Leader? Seriously!?" I growled.
Team Leader; Sergeant T. Quinn
"Quinn as the leader and Hallows as the techy? We are so dead." Bucky said and I looked over at him with a glare. "Shutting up."
"If we're a team we should have a name." Gabby said with a smile and I grinned.
"Vortex."
"No, Tessa. That's just asking to get jinxed."
"If I'm a soldier you should call me Quinn. Everyone in this canyon is using their last name."
"What about the Freelancers?"
"No code names guys, we have enough problems."
"Last names then."
"Ugh, we're not going to win are we?"
"Fuck no, do I ever give up?"
"Just don't go steal Shelia."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"Great plan dude."
"Fuck you Baggins. Hunter, I'd suggest going to get Quinn. I doubt the tanks here yet but just to be sure."
"On it Hallows."
"Might want to take her helmet too."
"OH SWEET A DMR! Guys come check this shit out! I just found a secret door!"
"This day just gets better and better."
Dearest Team Vortex,
I'm sure as you've found your all very, very far from home. As it is my unfortunate duty to write this letter, I'll have you know, I know shit about this so don't even ask. I'm just writing this so my boss will fuck off and leave me alone. The headaches you each woke up with are by-products of uploading various details into your brains. Nothing to much, I promise. Fighting skills, and of course how to use the vehicles. They are ridiculous after all. I should know.
Good luck and have fun, Vortex you're going to need it.
Sincerely, your new Handler,
Austin-776
PS, DON'T BREAK YOUR DAMN WEAPONS.
I read before looking over at the team who were all scattered around our new secret base hidden in the cliff face. It was full of terminals, crates of ammo, and grenades (ones I'd already locked up for obvious reasons).
"Have fun? Who does he think we- Shit." All of us looked at the spot where Hallows had originally been standing.
"Welp, let's go do some damage. Guys, load up." I said before grabbing my newly claimed DMR and putting it on my back while keeping a hold of my shotgun. I slid my helmet on before following my team who'd literally just run right out of the base.
"This is so cool!" Hallows cheered over the radio.
"Just don't die, okay? There's a good chance one of Baggins and I will end up with Quinn's paperwork." Hunter said back and I quickly knew where to find her. Where? Up on the cliff overlooking Red Base of course.
"We're gonna scar there guys for life aren't we?" She asked as we listened to Baggins and Hallows arguing on who'd put the stink boom in Blue Base.
"Yep, but we are." I said with a nod. I didn't need to see her face to know we were sharing the same grin. This would be freaking awesome!
"DON'T TOUCH THAT!"
"BUT IF YOU PUT IT IN HERE!"
"BOYS!"
"YES MA'AM!"
"Yeah, they're fucked." Hunter chuckled.
"Let's go bug the Reds, sister." I said before taking off towards Red Base. The fact that Hunter went invisible did not escape me nor the fact I'd just run faster than humanly possible.
Readers, welcome to my life as a Mary Sue in Red vs. Blue.
Sergeant Tessa Quinn of Team Vortex signing out.
God I love my job.
Dreamer: Done!
Quinn: *Runs by chasing after Hallows* Get back here with that popcorn!
Dreamer: *Sweat drop* Anyways, let me know what you think. All your reviews are very much appreciated.
Hunter: *Appears out of thin air and crosses arms to rest them on Dreamers head* Review, favourite and follow for more on Team Vortex. See you soon!
Baggins: *Appears with a groaning Hallows and a happy Quinn before waving with a smile*
Dreamer: Till next time mon ami!
HOWLIN' MAD AND LOVIN' IT! ;3