Red vs. Blue Tail

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Chapter One: Infinity

Carolina's P.O.V

It had been a week since we had brought an end to the civil war on Chorus and discovered that it was the Chairman that had hired the Pirate Mercenaries to keep the war going for so long. We were coming up with a plan to take him down when a solider walked in.

"Ma'am, sirs, we've picked up a U.N.S.C ship coming into the atmosphere and is releasing dozens of Pelican drop-ships," the solider, who was part of the New Republic Army, said to us.

"It can't be the Chairman, he wouldn't risk being found out by O.N.I by sending a ship from his fleet to attack Chorus," Wash stated.

"You're all wanted by Kimball in the War Room," the solider stated.

All ten of us headed to the War Room, Epsilon was still inside my head, where Kimball was waiting for us.

"We have a problem," Kimball stated.

"What is it?" Epsilon asked.

"The Pelicans are all heading in the direction of this compound," Kimball stated.

"Ma'am, one of the Pelicans just landed in the centre of the compound," a solider of the Federal army of Chorus stated.

"You ten," Kimball said to us, "I need you all to go and stop a battle from happening by making sure those pelican troopers aren't here to start a fight."

We took off down the hallways of the compound till we reached the Pelican which had New Republic and Federal Army troops surrounding the hatch at the back of the Pelican.

We pushed through them till we were in front of the hatch. There was a hissing sound as pressure was released when the hatch door opened. The people who stepped out of it shocked me.

"York? North? South?" I said in shock.

"Wash, Carolina, It's good to see you," York stated.

"Come on we need to get you ten and Epsilon to the Infinity to speak with Captain Lasky and Commander Palmer," North stated.

"Why?" Wash asked.

"They want to make all ten of you SPARTAN IVs," South stated.

On the Infinity

Wash's P.O.V

We were on the bridge of the U.N.S.C Infinity waiting to talk with Captain Lasky and Commander Palmer.

Two people then walked onto the flanked by flanked by three people who I recognised instantly.

"Wyoming, Maine Florida? Is that you?" I asked shocked.

"Who else could it bloody be," Wyoming stated.

"Wait, Maine and Wyoming!?" I heard Tucker say and then the sound of an energy being ignited and several guns being cocked.

I turned around to see the Reds and Blues of Blood Gulch and Valhalla pointing their weapons at Maine and Wyoming.

"What's going!?" Palmer shouted.

"We are not being anywhere near those assholes," Tucker stated.

"Well, I don't care, lower your weapons," Palmer stated.

The Reds and Blues followed Palmer's order and lowered their weapons.

"Well, now that that is over, I'm Captain Lasky of the Infinity and I've been ordered to bring you in and make you into SPARTAN IVs," Lasky stated.

"How long will it take?" Carolina asked.

"You'll only take an hour seeing as all you lot need is the augmentation," Lasky stated.

"Well then, what are we waiting for?" Sarge stated.

Two hours later

Carolina's P.O.V

We had all woke up at about the same time after our augmentation. We all got up and were told by Commander Palmer to go to the Armoury where our new armour was. It looked like our old armour but we knew it was different from looking at how thick the armour plating was.

"Would SPARTANS Fire Team Crimson, Fire Team Majestic, The Freelancers, Red Team and Blue Team please report to the bridge," the ships A.I Roland said.

We headed to the bridge to find the rest of The Freelancers there along with two different teams of five. One team in red and the other team in dark blue, kind of like standard Red and Blue Team armour.

"Five minutes ago we received this video from the base you ten were in," Commander Palmer said pointing at us.

The video started and we saw a squad of two SPARTAN IVs and two Elite Field Marshalls walking through the base when there was the sound of something clattering in a lab they were walking past. They all got beside the door preparing to breach.

"Move in on me," the SPARTAN IV who's point of view we were looking at.

He gave the signal and one of the Elites kicked the door down. They walked in only to see nothing.

But in the corner of the SPARTAN's vision on screen we and also him noticed a shimmer.

"What was that?" He asked his team.

"Don't know Demon? But something isn't right," one of the Elites stated.

Suddenly, there was a beeping noise that started slowly and then started beeping faster till it sounded like in flat lined.

"BOMB!" the other SPARTAN shouted just as it went off in front of them.

The SPARTAN was knocked on the floor and ended up with some rubble crushing his legs. Both Elites were killed in the blast and the SPARTANS survived because they locked their armour out at the last second.

The SPARTAN started moving but his friend was still sprawled out on the floor. He noticed the shimmer again moving towards him this time. He went for his pistol that was about a meter away from him but an armoured booted stood on his wrist stopping him. He looked up and came visor to visor with a person black Freelancer grade armour.

"Who are you?" he snarled out.

"Your worst nightmare," she stated in an all too familiar voice.

She pointed her pistol at his head and pulled the trigger putting a bullet between his eyes. His head slumped in the direction she was walking which also went past his friend who was reaching for his assault rifle only for her shoot him in the head as she walked past him.

"I believe you seventeen know who this woman is?" Palmer stated toward The Freelancers and Red and Blue Team of Blood Gulch.

"Yes, but it's impossible, she should be trapped in the Sarcophagus back at the old Freelancer outpost where we found the Director," I stated.

"Who?" Thorne asked.

"It's Agent Texas," I stated.

A.N: Cliff-hanger. Fairy Tail will be brought into the story very soon, but first the newly initiated SPARTAN IVs have got to deal with the threat at hand. Hope you enjoyed and please read and review.