Author's Note: Hey guys, this is my new fanfiction, I always wondered "What if Connie had survived the axes Tex threw at her?" So I wanted to type a fanfic about it. This should be interesting, even for me! So less of me talking and more of you reading. I DO NOT OWN RED VS BLUE, Rooster Teeth does.
Connie watched as Tex rushed at me while wielding two tomahawks. Before she knew it, she felt a splitting pain on her lower rigth torso, and then Tex threw a tomahawk at her chest and felt another great pain, but somewhere near my shoulder. She felt her back slam against the wall and then fell on all fours and heard Tex and Carolina arguing,
"What the hell are you doing?!" I heard Carolina say and then Tex,
"Completing our objective!"
"By killing a teammate!?"
"She's not a teammate, she's a traitor."
She then felt Jason pull her up quickly, but carefully and took her inside before the armored doors shut. She heard the escape pod doors slide open as Jason supported her inside and she let herself fall to the floor and turn herself over to lay on her back. Connie heard Jason taking off his helmet and say softly,
"Connie…"
She pulled off her helmet as well and grunted as she felt pain from moving.
"Connie…"
"Here, take the info, it's not complete but it will get them started…" She took out a disk and handed Jason it.
"Find a new artifact…"
"Just rest Connie, just rest." She heard him say and saw a shade of darkness start to appear, soon she was unconscious.
Jason watched as she closed her eyes slowly, then, not moving at all.
"Connie…Connie…Conni-" Jason said with a terrified tone.
"No! No…" Suddenly he saw her hand twitch. Jason's mood started to go up, he strapped her onto a seat and locked her in, and he dialed the coordinates to the nearest Insurrectionist base. Jason only could hope that they would get there in time before Connie bleed out.
At first Connie thought that she was dead, then saw a blinding light, she covered her eyes and then realized that she was in a medical bay. Connie was definitely surprised she was alive, she could've sworn she would die by the tomahawk's Agent Texas threw at her. She looked around and saw Jason, sleeping a chair next to her bed. She shook him and he woke up startled,
"Damit what do-Connie! You're awake!" Jason was obviously happy she was alive.
"Yeah, I am." Connie said with a smile. "So, you want to look for that artifact?"
"When you're better, absolutely." Jason smiled back.
A few years later…
They were driving to a desert area to find another artifact, some kind of weapon, or something close to that. Connie thought for a moment, a few weeks after she recovered Tex and a couple other freelancers had attacked the Mother of Invention, Connie knew she could trust Tex. She also heard a few things happen before the attack, like Carolina getting two A.I.s and going into a coma. But one thing that really caught Connie's attention was when she heard Wash getting an A.I. and it suicide in Wash's mind causing him to be unconscious for over a week. She definitely felt bad for him, she hoped to see that Wash would see what the director is doing, so he could come join her, but then she heard had joined the recovery force and was now their top recovery agent. A sudden halt made Connie shake her thoughts.
"Why did we stop?" Connie asked.
"There's someone stopping us…looks like a soldier in teal armor." Jason replied.
Connie glanced at the figure; it looked like a simulation trooper.
"It looks like a simulation trooper."
"You mean the test subjects from Project Freelancer you told me about?"
"That's right."
"Who are you guys?" The sim trooper asked.
"We're agents from project freelancer to go here and find an artifact." Connie lied.
"Get the fuck out."
"Uhhh, what?" Jason said confused.
"You heard me. I already had to deal with other freelancers back at the last place I was stationed. They cause most of my dam problems, including those motherfucking crazy A.I.s." The sim trooper replied with some anger in his voice.
"Wait, you know about the A.I.s?" Connie asked quickly. She wanted to know what happen to this guy.
"Know about them? They fucking infected a few of my friends for god sake! And those freelancers didn't make it any easier to deal with."
"Which freelancers?"
"Tex and Wyoming, I had to kill that British fuck since he was trying to kill my friends and teammates…and he got Omega paired back with Tex, but she got blown up in a ship while trying to leave our canyon. And now I suppose you're going to try to kill me cause I killed one of your freelance buddies."
"Actually, No, we're not even in Project Freelancer, we just said that so you would let us in." Connie said cheerfully because they might have met a new ally.
"What's your name?" Jason asked the sim trooper.
The sim trooper gave a doubtful look but said his name anyways, "It's Tucker, and yours?"
"That's Jason and I'm Connie, but call me C.T."
"Alright, so tell me the truth, who are you guys?"
"We're Insurrectionist, we like the mortal enemy of Project Freelancer." Jason responded.
Tucker smirked, "Oh yeah? Well, you guys can come on in. Just don't fuck up our progress."
"No problem, and thanks." Connie said.
"Anything for a lady."
They drove in noticing scientist and soldiers and there were some aliens there as well. Some of insurrectionist soldiers were acting wearily because they never seen an alien before and apparently there was some kind of truce, but they were still alert around them. Then one of the aliens with teal elite armor walked towards us and one of our soldiers got nervous. Really nervous.
"St-sta-stay aw-away!"
The elite kept walking. Then the insurrectionist raised his assault rifle and looked like he was about to pulled the trigger, but then Tucker came around the corner and saw this. Tucker pulled out something that at first looked like a handle, but then a flash of energy came out of it and Tucker said while holding the sword like looking object at his side, "You want to keep pulling that trigger?"
The soldier looked at the alien looking weapon and gulped and lowered his gun.
"The aliens here are friendly, they're not here to hurt you, unless you hurt them, and especially don't hurt that one, we're…related." Tucker said pointing at the teal armor elite.
"Related?" Jason questioned.
"Long story…" Tucker replied.
"Okay, anyways, I supposed this is your team?" Connie said wanting to break the drama.
"Yeah, that's right, but there is one more but he's a red."
"Alright, what's his name?"
"…Donut"
"You got to be kidding me." Jason said sternly.
"Heeeeeey, Tucker!" All of them suddenly heard and saw a pink soldier running over the dunes.
"Oh no" Tucker muttered.
"Tucker, I just got in contact with command, I talked to them about our old teams, for some reason they don't have records of the blues, but anyways I found out they moved to another base. It's called Valhalla Outpost 17-B, can I contact them? Pleeeesssee?"
Tucker sighed, "Fine"
"YAY!"
They started to walk towards their communications center with Jason and Connie following and Donut punched in some numbers and turned some knobs to see if they could get a frequency. Then the familiar sound of a radio being turned on was heard and then Caboose appeared on the screen.
"HI Caboose!"
"Private Biscuit? And Tucker? It is so good to see you!" Caboose said cheerfully.
"I know! Hey Caboose did Tucker and I miss anything when we gone?" Donut asked.
"Oh not much, just that we found someone scary than Tex called the Meta and me and church and the reds attacked command, and found out that church was actually an A.I called Alpha…oh yeah, I almost forgot, there was another freelancer that was with us, he was the one that took us on the cool adventure, I think his name was Agent Washingtub, and now he is in prison because he did some bad things to Project freelancer."
"You mean Agent Washington? And didn't you just say you guys helped him?" Tucker corrected.
"That too and I think we did." Caboose answered.
Connie was shocked at the name, Agent Washington, he was alive? And he was against Project Freelancer? Things were looking up.
Author's Note: So that's that. God I think I did pretty bad with this story, but fuck it right? Give me reviews to see what to improve on and if you like it favorite it and follow it, you don't have to though, your choice. Well time for me to go, See ya in the next chapter! :D