1. Halle, New Recruit
By Rurple101
Chapter One: Who's That?
"Who is that?"
"No idea Grif! Why don't you go ask them?"
"Well because the 'them' in question happen to be un- conscious Simmons!" replied an irritated Private Dexter Grif of the Red Team at Blood Gulch.
"Whatever, I'm going to go back to the base and ask Sarge what to do with another person in the canyon." Simmons replied.
"What do you mean ask him? The first thing he will ask, no demand, is they are either red or blue. If they are blue, well, then Sarge will come over and threaten them while their…you know what, never mind, go kiss his ass." Grif ranted, before turning away.
Simmons raised his eyebrows inside his helmet before running back to Red base.
Grif carefully walked forward and to others, he asked in quite an uncharacteristic way. "Hello? Are you ok?"
The person groaned as Grif stood over them.
"This place sucks balls."
Grif gasped; first at the sentence the person had said, and secondly, because it wasn't a male solider. It was feminine.
He shrugged it off. "I keep telling my sergeant that, but he just offers death threats in return."
The person got up and stretched her back, it clicked three times.
"Man, how long have you been out?" Grif asked in slight amazement.
The girl shrugged and picked up her fallen Battle-Rifle. Clicking the rounds in, she popped it in and raised it to her side, so she could talk to people without looking threatening.
"What's your name?" Grif asked.
The girl chuckled heartily and made Grif feel slightly curious.
"I'm Halle. (And it sounds so odd not to be called by my first name!)" she said, almost to herself.
"As in Hailey? Or just Hale?"
"Hale."
"Team?"
"What is this? Spanish Inquisition? I'm a Red you idiot!"
Grif didn't know why, but he felt hugely relieved by this fact…and amused.
Finally, someone else who seems the same as me.
"Well I'd better introduce you to our team. My name's Grif by the way." He offered.
She stood opposite him and he was drawn to look at her helmet, which covered her face from view. What did she look like? He wondered as he nodded his head and walked in the general direction towards the base.
He was being needed anyway, as they got closer, they could hear a gruff deep voice bellowing the words "GRIF! GRIF! GRIF!"
"Here Sarge" Grif said, walking towards the red team-leader.
"Where's Simmons?"
"Where is Simmons?" Grif asked dis-believingly.
"Damm it Grif! I just asked you that!" he replied in an outraged tone.
"No, but I mean if you needed Simmons, why not yell like a lunatic for Simmons?" Grif nearly bellowed at his superior officer.
"Your one duty Grif is to know where Simmons is at all times!" the officer said in a bored yet commanding voice. "You watch Simmons, Simmons watches Donut and Donut watches me!"
"Who watches me?" Grif asked; more out of curiosity than actually caring.
"Nobody! You're not worth it Grif!"
"You are some heartless bastard you know that!" came Halle's voice.
Grif turned around in amazement at her quick defence of him. He felt quite touched.
Sarge eyed the unknown recruit nastily. "What are you doing here, Blue?"
Grif felt an urge to defend her but-
"Whatever 'Sarge", maybe you should respect the members of the team which actually give you authority!" Halle hissed.
"What in God's name are you on about woman?" Sarge yelled.
"Oh look" Grif said sarcastically. "Time for Captain kiss-ass to save his leader!"
Halle snickered.
"What's going on?" Simmons asked, looking from Halle to Sarge.
"New recruit" Grif answered and then rolled his eyes. "But this recruit has some balls!"
"Yes!" Simmons smugly exclaimed. "I couldn't stand it if we had a girl on our team!"
"Errrr Simmons" Grif said, as he saw Halle look at Simmons.
"What?" Simmons asked, completely clueless. He looked at Halle then back to Grif.
Then he got it.
"Bugger!"