SURPRISE! :D Didchya miss me? ^-^ So sorry for the long wait guys, but here it is! Chapter two and there's more heading your way! :D Also, keep an eye out for more fanfictions because I've been working on a ton and a few of them should be out soon as well as a new chapter for Monsters Under the Bed. Anyway, enjoy! :D
When Zach saw the gray and yellow armor of Agent Washington appear one day at Rat's Nest where he and Caboose had been assigned for the past few months he immediately ran down to the brig where Caboose was tied up. He then decided to wait for poor Jones to come untie Caboose and then fall victim to his friendly fire as so many other Blues had done before. Also Zach wanted to see exactly how that happened. It was always a great mystery among the Red vs Blue fandom how something so innocent can kill someone. Oh well, things were about to get exciting again.
It had been several months since Zach Gage and Esther Sentry and been mysteriously teleported into Blood Gulch and joined the crew. Zach had become a member of Blue Team, although unofficially, and moved with Caboose to Rat's Nest. Esther, or as many others knew her, Petch, had left after him, so the two of them, already knowledgeable of what was supposed to happen in the coming months, had made plans to meet up together when the Reds and Blues would cross paths again.
Zach actually liked Rat's Nest, it was rather peaceful, no arguing or shooting at one another like they would from time to time at Blood Gulch during his stay there. But he had known what would happen soon enough as the months dragged on. Zach had taken it upon himself to learn how to use an Assault Rifle so he could be an active participant in the actual fight against the Meta, and now it seemed the time was now at hand. He slung a spare AR over his shoulder and snatched his pre-packed pack that had some extra ammo, food, and a spare black BDU for use underneath his armor. Dammit Burnie, why didn't you ever make sure these guys stopped to eat every now and again? He snapped it in place quickly and looked at Caboose.
"Hey Caboose," Zach greeted him through the glass door that Caboose was locked behind and tied up in.
"Hello," Caboose greeted back.
Zach looked to see the doomed Blue known as Jones walk in grumbling curses on the Lieutenant's mother. Without a word he unlocked the door and started untying Caboose, very slowly and carefully. But as soon as one of Caboose's hands was free Zach was astonished to see Caboose actually grab his pistol from a table next to him and shoot Jones as he had his back turned. Caboose just looked at him, shrugged his shoulders and walked out.
"Owww! Why?!" Zach cringed as Jones dropped to the floor dead and Caboose walked out with his weapons and ammo somehow in place.
"Be careful," Caboose chanted as Zach followed him out into the corridor where Washington was speaking with Miller.
"You'll understand soon enough."
"You wanted to see me Principle Miller?"
"Where's the guy I sent to get you?" Lieutenant Miller asked.
"Oh him he let me out then somehow shot himself in the back somehow. But no one thinks it was anyone's fault everyone agrees it was an accident," Caboose rambled. Zach chuckled over remembering the death of poor Jones.
"Jesus… Would someone go check on him?!"
Zach looked up to see one of the blue soldiers spin around and jogged down to the prison Bay where he knew Jones was lying dead.
"Caboose, this here's Special Agent Washington from Blue Command, he has something fantastic he wants to talk to about," Lieut. Miller said and Caboose immediately perked up and became quite alert.
"Command, oh no they never have good news, is it my brother? Or my dad, did my dad die again oh no…"
Zach began chuckling as Washington stuttered and looked over to Miller.
"What is this? I don't…"
"You see? He's yours now…no take backs."
"…Or my brother it's that isn't it? My brother is dead!" Caboose wailed.
"No one died!"
From behind Zach came the same blue soldier who Miller had sent to check on Jones, "Joanes is dead sir."
"Okay… no one besides him," Agent Washington grumbled.
"Once again no one's fault," Caboose looked over to Miller and quietly whispered, "…psst… I think the new guy did it."
Zach and rolled his eyes behind his helmet and lifting thought to himself, you know exactly who did it Caboose. Bringing his attention back to the conversation going on Zach listened in as Wash took a deep breath and turned to Caboose again.
"Private Caboose you were stationed at Blood Gulch is that right?"
Caboose nodded, "Yeah, that was fun."
Zach thought immediately of all the fun he had been a part of while at Blood Gulch. Shooting Church, several times, being infected by Omega, exploding, getting shot in the toe, fighting the Flag Zealots, being fed on by Junior, and chased by the Reds. Yeah, sounds like lots of fun.
"And our records indicate that you were infected by an aggressive Artificial Intelligence program at one point, the Omega A.I., is that correct as well?" Wash questioned further.
"Yeah, that wasn't as much fun."
I bet not, Zach smirked to himself.
"Okay," Wash slowed down to be sure that he made himself clear to Caboose and then spoke, "I need you to come with me. I'm investigating a critical issue and you seem to be the only person with the knowledge, and experience, necessary to help me," Caboose just stood there quietly, either not understanding or just not caring. Zach could just see Wash figure out what he had just said and sigh in unhappily, "And I just realized how ridiculous that sounded once I said it out loud. Nonetheless, I need you to come with me."
Zach saw Miller walk towards Caboose and immediately began striding towards Washington intent on convincing him to allow him to go with them on perhaps the biggest adventure of his life. He couldn't stay here, the Meta was just going to kill the Blues later, and Zach had no desire to be here to see these poor guys get curb-stomped by the scariest mute in machinima.
"Mind if I have a word with him first sir?"
"Sure I guess," Wash grumbled and turned towards where Zach was walking towards him.
Washington cocked his head curiously, not really sure what to make of him. Zach wasn't wearing the same armor as he and the Blues, and the digital blue pattern underneath the ODST components was even more odd looking in Wash's eyes. Add that to a black ODST visor, the only visor here that wasn't gold, and Wash was instantly curious about who and what he was. Zach gripped the Battle Rifle he held tightly, thankful he was wearing fingerless gloves that prevented the sweat on his palms from making his weapon slick. After all, he was about to talk to Agent Washington!
"Excuse me Agent Washington?" Zach tried stumbling out.
"Yes? Who are you?" Wash demanded, his voice cold and emotionless.
"Uhh…Zach Gage sir, I was assigned to Blood Gulch with Caboose. I couldn't help but over hear, but it seems that you need all the help you can get sir," Zach responded, being very cautious that he didn't say anything that might tip him off.
"You were assigned to Blood Gulch?" Wash responded, his voice lighting up, showing hope actually.
"Yes sir, I know about Omega and Gamma, the A.I. we had run-ins with."
"You do? Really?"
"He's all yours!" Zach heard Miller yell and turned to see Caboose walking towards them.
"Lieutenant," Wash said immediately and started walking over to Miller.
Zach watched as wash gave him the spill on what Zach had told him, obviously Miller was less than happy with what Wash had told him.
"What?! You can't do that!" Miller roared.
"Or I can give you back Caboose…"
"NO!" Zach heard every single Blue yell desperately.
"Then it's either I leave here with both or I leave Caboose here. Take your pick," Wash hissed.
The Blues began whispering among themselves as they began to deliberate, but soon Miller growled and spoke up, "Well, the numbers don't lie. We'll last longer with Caboose gone than with Caboose here. Fine, take both."
"Thank you," Wash said politely and walked off down the tunnel with Caboose and Zach flanking him, "Let's move you two."
"Are we there yet?" Caboose immediately asked.
"Shut up Caboose."
They turned the corner as Caboose began talking again and then a speck of blue to his left caught his eye. There before them all, unbeknownst to them, was the Meta. Zach stared nervously as the Meta glared down at the three of them as they walked away. Tearing his eyes away Zach felt a cold dread in his gut as he followed Washington and Caboose and started feeling slight regret at having done this. This was no longer happening on a computer screen or a TV, this was real, he could end up getting himself killed trying to pursue this thrill ride. Oh well fuck it.
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Esther, though better known as Petch now, stood watching Grif and Simmons being lined up in front of the firing squad. When the men came up to her and told her about them selling their ammo to the other team she had known that the time was upon them. Recreation was starting and she was right in the middle along with Big Z. Grif and Simmons had protested against it but she allowed them to stand in front of the armed men, she could see them talking and could tell it was about the rules that had been mentioned in the season. She turned her head as they raised their guns and could already hear the warthog inbound. She smirked as Sarge drove passed just as the guns fired, saving Grif and Simmons.
"Sarge?!" Simmons shouted and Sarge hopped out. More talking as Sarge asked about their Sergeant. Esther took a deep breath. It was go time. She could feel herself shaking a little as she clutched her shotgun. She was so nervous it was retarded. She knew all that was going to happen, but at the same time with her and Zach here things could change and everyone could die. She took a deep breath and straightened herself. No, she couldn't hesitate now. She had to go one. She walked over to them.
"Hey, Sarge! Long time no see," she said with a smirk. Sarge turned to see her and she'd bet anything he was smiling at her. "I'm going with ya right? You can't leave me behind ya know! I wont letchya!"
"You bet yer comin' little lady! But you ain't drivin'!" She laughed at that. Last time she drove the warthog she drove it straight into the canyon wall. Although, Grif was yelling at her the whole time, it wasn't easy to pay attention when someone is yelling at you to turn right the whole time, but she wasn't going to tell Sarge that because all it would become was one more thing to hate on Grif for. "Son, tell your Sergeant that I'm taking these three with me!"
"But, you're taking our Sergeant," the man said. Oh yeah, she almost forgot that one little detail.
"Pick a new one, I'm going with 'em," Esther told him with a huge grin. "In fact, Marcus, you can take command for all I care!" He was gawking at her again, she could just tell. "Shut your mouth, Private. And good luck!" I saluted and hopped onto the side of the turret, holding my gun at the ready. Sarge waved him off as he started to stutter something and drove off.
"Finally we get to leave!" Grif shouted. "YAHOO!"
"Can it private!" Sarge snapped. Grif huffed and was probably rolling his eyes. Simmons snicked and Esther smiled broadly as they drove through the tunnel and out into the fresh air and bright sunlight. She winced a bit at the sudden brightness but the smile didn't fade from her face. It was starting, it was finally starting. After months of waiting she was finally going to meet Washington and the others, fight the Meta, Tex, save Alpha, and everything was happening right now. But with her and Zach involved, what would change? Who would-
"HOLY SHIT!" Esther screamed and latched onto the warthog as they went flying into the air, Sarge giving out a loud holler. She had been so lost in her thoughts she hadn't been paying attention, if it wasn't for Simmons grabbing her arm she would've fallen off. She turned to him and gave a thankful nod. "Thanks, Sims." He nodded.
"You're welcome."
"HEY! How come she can call you Sims and I can't?" Grif complained. Simmons groaned and faceplanted the turret. Esther laughed.
"Because I'm special."
"Special, my ass. You're as special as oreos." Grif paused. "Wait..."
"Does this mean you have a crush on me?"
"HELL NO!" Grif screamed, getting all of them to laugh. "Fuck you guys." Esther shook her head and leaned against the warthog, closing her eyes. She was still shaking with worry and excitement. She grinned widely. She got to see Zach again after all this time, it was gonna be an awesome reunion! She opened her eyes and held on as they flew into the air again with another whoop from Sarge and a complaint from Grif that no one paid attention too. This was about to get really interesting.
TA-DA! :D And there's more where that came from too! ^-^ Again, sorry for the late update. Life got really busy and this kinda got forgotten until Autobot traitor gave it a review and I thought 'hey! I forgot all about that!' so, thanks for that buddy ^-^
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Petchricor, QotG, signing off ;)