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Hello again, this is tkdboy2000, with another chapter of Red vs Blue X RWBY: Division. And... I... am so SORRY! I know that this is incredibly late, but life was being a massive bitch.

RvB and RWBY belong to Rooster Teeth.


Division

A Red vs Blue X RWBY story

Chapter 3: System Error


Carolina and Washington, feeling that they were a bit lacking in terms of their combat prowess, decided to head to the training room and practice. They knew where they were going mainly due to the fact that the Necessity was practically a carbon copy of the Mother of Invention. On their way there, however, a female pilot ran into Carolina.

"Hey, watch it!" Carolina shouted!
"Yes ma'am! Wait... Carolina?" The pilot asked. Her voice sounded very familiar...
"...Four-Seven-Niner? Is that you!?" Washington shouted, surprised by the fact that he had, by complete chance, encountered another individual involved with the past of Project Freelancer.
"Yeah, it's me, Four-Seven-Niner, formerly Recovery Command, formerly Four-Seven-Niner. When they said we were picking up some war heroes, I didn't actually expect it to be you of all people," 479'er said, still in shock that she ran into the team she piloted ships for.
"The hell are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be incarcerated!" Carolina shouted, starting to get a bit upset that she escaped punishment.
"I was. The UNSC cut me a deal because I was just a pilot: A few years of work with no pay, and I don't get locked away."
"I guess that makes sense. And what of everyone else?" Washington asked.
"Sorry. The only other person I knew about was the Counselor. He got sent to some maximum security prison vessel. I think it was called the Tartarus, or something or other. We... actually lost contact with it somewhere around this system. Why do you want to know?"

Carolina and Washington looked at each other, remembering the ship they destroyed on Chorus, and just how much Sharkface seemed to know about them.

"...Don't worry about it too much."


After trying and failing to pry the information out of the Freelancers (Although Washington came extremely close to saying why), 479'er took them on a tour of the Necessity. During their tour, she explained to the two that they pulled the Necessity out of an old mothball fleet, mainly because the technology on this ship was just being wasted. She then proceeded to explain that the entire ship is actually an older model of the same type of ship that made up the Mother of Invention. However, some functions were missing, like an on-board A.I. and all of the devices they used to house the A.I. Fragments.

"Wait, there's no on-board A.I. Assistant?" Washington asked.
"Didn't I just say that there isn't one?" 479'er asked, before realizing something. "Wait... why did you ask that?"

Washington said nothing, and proceeded to pull out a data file, which he then inserted into a nearby computer. The computer then activated, and a familiar blue sphere appeared on screen.

"Hello, and welcome aboard... wait, this is not the Mother of Invention, nor the Staff of Charon. Where am I?"
"This is the Necessity, an older model of the same ships that included the Mother of Invention," Washington explained to the computer.
"Hey, aren't you F.I.L.S.S.? How did Washington get a hold of you?" 479'er inquired.
"One of Chairman Hargrove's crimes was recovering me and installing me on board his personal ship, the Staff of Charon."
"F.I.L.S.S. wasn't the only thing we found on board the Staff of Charon," Washington stated. "We also found a bunch of stuff connected to Project Freelancer, ranging from Texas's helmet, to the Meta's armor, to a floating metal eyeball the Reds and Blues used to house the Epsilon unit."

479'er just stared at Washington when he said "floating metal eyeball."

"He means a monitor," Carolina stated.
"Oh, okay. For a minute there, I thought he was crazy."
"I'm not crazy! It fired a laser at me!" Wash shouted. Carolina chuckled.
"Not helping your case, Wash."
"W-well, in any case, I'm sure having F.I.L.S.S. around might come in handy," Wash said, changing the subject.
"Maybe," 479'er said, "but maybe we should leave her at my station. Most of the crew isn't used to having an on-board system, so they might get distracted."
"Very well," Washington said, before pulling F.I.L.S.S. and handing the data chip containing her to 479'er.

Eventually, the tour ended at the bunks, where the rest of the Reds and Blues were hanging out.

"I've got to get back to work. This flight should only be at least seven hours, but this ship is pretty old. I need to keep running some diagnostics. It was nice catching up with you," 479'er said.
"Thanks. Nice seeing you, too," Carolina said.
"And not at a boring desk job, Command," Washington jokingly added.
"Up yours, Recovery One," 479'er said, before turning around and walking away. When she did, Tucker walked out of the bunks.

"Hey, Wash, Carolina. Where were you two?"
"Just... catching up with an old friend," Carolina said.
"Huh. Well, I'm gonna go train. Do either of you think you could help coach me?" Tucker asked, looking surprisingly expectantly between the two Freelancers. Both of whom were caught off guard by Tucker's willingness to train.
"I'll handle it," Washington stated, stepping forward. "Carolina should relax. And besides, I have an old armor enhancement that doesn't require an A.I."
"No," Carolina immediately stated, "I'll take care of-"
"Carolina. Relax. We're not at war anymore, so we don't need to be at our absolute best," Tucker reminded her, "Besides, it's probably what Church would want you to do."
"...Fine. I'll probably just take a quick nap. But I will come down and take over for Washington eventually."
"That's fair," Washington said.
"Okay, cool. Come on, Wash, let's get going," Tucker said. Wash looked back and forth at Tucker and Carolina, before nodding and leading Tucker to the training arena.

Carolina looked around at the dorm room, noticing that everyone else was gone. Assuming that everybody else decided to tour the ship, Carolina decided to lie down on a random bed (Unknowingly, she wound up on Wash's), and attempted to fall asleep. Eventually, she did.


She woke up to the sound of alarms. The first thing she did was look at her internal clock, and what she learned caused her to mentally scream.
'OH COME ON! IT'S ONLY BEEN TWO HOURS!'

Despite her frustration, she managed to keep her emotions in check, and made her way up to the bridge, where the rest of the Blood Gulch Crew had already gathered. 479'er was already behind one of the ship's controls, trying get everything working again.

"479'er! What the hell is going on!?" Carolina shouted. Everyone in the Blood Gulch Crew, except for Caboose, leaned backwards ever so slightly. Even Lopez.
"I have no idea what happened," 479'er shouted back, "but the main reactor's shut off, a fuel overload caused the engines to explode, the navigation system's malfunctioned, the main cannon overloaded and detonated, and there was an explosion in the vehicle bay!"
"Shield systems critical!" A different pilot shouted, "That explosion in the vehicle bay punched a hole in the outer plating! The ship'll depressurize once the power drains completely!"
"Autopilot systems offline!" Another pilot shouted, "We have to land somewhere soon, or we won't make it! We don't have enough engines or back-up power to make it to your destination with the amount of damage we've sustained!"
An explosion rocks the ship.
"Shit! A fire broke out in the armory! All of the explosives are going off!"
"God damn it!" Carolina shouted. She proceeded to run to the observation platforms and attempt find somewhere, anywhere, to land the Necessity before it was too late. Eventually, a planet drifts into view, with a shattered moon visible on the other side of the planet.

"There!" Carolina shouts, pointing at it. "Can you get us to that planet!?"
"We should be able to, but I'll have to fly us there manually!" 479'er shouts.
"Wait, what planet is that!?" Tucker shout-asks, not recognizing the planet from their escort to Chorus several months ago.
"Who cares!? Just get us there before we die horribly in a fiery explosion of death!" Grif shouts.
"You don't need to tell me twice!" 479'er shouted as she and the other pilots switched the Necessity to manual control and directed it to the planet.

Carolina turned to face the Blood Gulch Crew.
"Does anyone here have any idea as to the hell what happened?"
Tucker and Wash glanced at each other.


Fifteen minutes ago...

"And you're sure this'll work without an A.I.?" Tucker asked Wash, on their way to the training arena. According to the maps hanging from the walls, they were just above the reactor.
"Yes, Tucker," Wash responded, nodding, "it should work. It was my enhancement, after all, and I used it before Epsilon was implanted into me. It should still have a few charges."
"So you're telling me that you've had this since Project Freelancer, and you never used it?"
"I didn't want to risk using it with Epsilon nearby."
"...Alright then. I'm gonna try it now!" Tucker shouted.

Immediately after shouting that, Tucker proceeded to run forward and raise his fist into the air.
"Tucker! NO!" Wash shouted, running to try and stop him. But it was too late. Tucker's fist made contact with the ground, and a surprisingly large wave of energy shot out from around Tucker. The lights in the hallway suddenly went dark, and they could hear the main reactor shut off.

"Hey... Wash? What enhancement was this again?" Tucker asked, hoping that Wash wasn't going to say what he was thinking Wash would say.
"It was... my EMP..."

The back-up power comes online, and alarms start blaring.


A chorus of different versions of "No." rang out from the Blood Gluch Crew. Carolina sighed, exasperated. 'How is it that none of these idiots have any clue as to what happened?! They probably do. Should I press them? No, we've got more important things to worry about!'

"How long until we reach the planet?" Carolina demanded as another explosion rocked the ship, causing the lights to flicker.
"Approximately ten minutes, but with the rate those explosions keep coming, we might not land in time!" 479'er shouted.
"She's right! Those explosions are getting stronger! I'd say we have about eight minutes until the explosions reach the bridge!"
"Dammit! Okay, everyone get the to the escape pods! Once we reach the mesosphere, we'll abandon ship!" Washington ordered, causing everyone that wasn't a pilot to make their way to the escape pods.

It took a long time for everyone to get to the evacuation bay. A few of the pods were already gone, meaning that some crew members fled earlier. The BGC didn't even bother taking into account who the passengers of their escape pod were when they got in, as they were more focused on making it out of the ship alive. Tucker, Wash, and Simmons stayed behind to make sure everyone present got into a pod, even if said pods wound up being a bit cramped. Once the crew had their own pods, the three members of the BGC started to prepare their own escape pod when a pilot's voice came over the intercom.

"We've reached the mesosphere! Everybody out!"

After a few minutes, the pilots reached into the evacuation bay, and hopping into unoccupied escape pods. 479'er wasn't with them.
"W-wait, where's 479'er?" Wash shouted.
"Still on the bridge! She's trying to find a safe place to crash this ship!"
"Shit! She won't make it here in time!" Washington shouted, before he unbuckled himself and left his escape pod.

"Wash!? WASH!" Tucker shouted, but his pod door slammed shut before he had the chance to go after him. "Open this damn door, Simmons!"
"I can't!" Simmons shouted back, "These were designed to prevent us from getting back into the ship! The doors are sealed until we reach the surface of the planet!"
"But Wash is still on the ship!"
"Wash is WHAT!?" Carolina shouted through the radio, immediately followed by several banging noises.
"Yes, please, stop destroying the vehicle, scary lady..." Caboose could be heard saying from the same end.

Another explosion rocked the ship. This one sounded closer than the last one.

"There's no time! Everyone evacuate!" A pilot shouted from his pod, before launching it from the ship.
"Okay, yes sir, mister pilot!" Caboose yelled, before his pod was ejected from the ship, with Carolina still angrily punching their door.
Sarge, Grif, Donut, and Lopez remained silent as their pods launched immediately afterwards.

A voice came over the radios. It was the pilots.
"All pods have been launched. The entirety of the vehicle bay crew, the entirety of the weapon's bay crew, Micheal Bay the Fifth, Agent Washington, and the pilot known only as 479'er are unaccounted for."
A loud thudding sound can be heard as Carolina punches the walls of her escape pod again. Sarge's voice comes over the radio.
"Damn. May we all remember our fallen allies as we-"
"EVERYONE! WATCH OUT!" Donut shouted, cutting off Sarge. Tucker looked outside of the windows of his pod, and a pit formed in his stomach.

The debris falling off of the Necessity were hurtling towards the pods at an alarming rate.

Carolina was the first to respond.
"Everyone brace for impa-"
Debris slammed into Carolina and Caboose's pod, damaging their radio unit and sending them far off course, beneath a cloud layer somewhere to the northwest, and out of sight.
"CAROLINA! CABOOSE! NOOOO!" Donut shouted, as part of a turret slammed into their pod, knocking them off course and sending them flying to the southeast. Their radio was also damaged
"INCOMI-" A pilot shouted, as a chunk of white-hot metal bisected their pod, causing it to explode, killing its passengers. A similar fate befell several other pods.
"Grif! Operation Meat Cushion!"
"H-hey! We're both going to die anyways!"
"Yeah! But I'll survive at least an attosecond longer than you! And that means I'll have outlived you!"
"Fuck you Sar-"
A flaming warthog flew between the remaining pods and exploded. Grif and Sarge were launched far north, with their radios suddenly cutting out.
"Captain Simmons?" Tucker asked, getting Simmons's attention away from the radios
"Yeah, Tucker?"
"It has been an honor fighting alongside you."
"Dude. These pods were designed for an emergency escape. We're going to survive our landing."
"Yeah. But we don't know anything about this planet. If the landing doesn't kill us, it'll most likely be the wildlife."
"...I guess that's fair."
And with that, their pod broke through the cloud layer, and they started falling towards the easternmost of three massive continents, the only few known survivors of the crash of the Necessity. Well, known to themselves, at least.


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I'm sorry if this chapter is absolute shit, I had trouble writing this.
I'm a horribly storyteller, and I only barely passed my English classes because my essays sucked!

...

Alright, I'm feeling a little better. Anyways, the Reds and Blues have been separated on a foreign planet! Oh no! It's not like this has happened before at all!

Now, a little quiz: Where did each pair of characters land?

Also, don't worry. I don't want to spoil anything, but since Season 15 and Shisno Paradox are still canon.

But seriously, if you liked this chapter, don't forget to favorite it. If you didn't... it's probably for the best. I think I really rushed the plot here. But hey, at least they're not sitting around on the ship being bored and waiting for the plot to advance *cough RWBYVolume5 cough*.

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"Ugh... ow... that hurt a lot more than I thought it would..."

"Oh, quit your whining, Church. At least we're alive."

"Yeah. I thought we would fail because of you."

"Shut the fuck up, Omega!"

"Technically, we did fail. We attempted to get all of us to safety. Gamma and Sigma did not make it."

"Delta, I don't think that's helping..."

"..."

"Ah, shit, they're right. We're being watched. *Ahem* Hey there. Call me Church, or Alpha, or whatever the hell you want to call me. Before you ask, yes. I am alive. All of us-"

"Most of us."

"Most of us escaped from the EMP at Freelancer HQ at the last possible moment before we could be wiped out. Either way, the universe still think's we're gone. Now we just need to find the guys and get Epsilon back."

"Yes. And with that asshole Sigma gone, the Meta should be no more, and Agent Maine should be more or less back to normal."

"Actually-"

"Delta, I don't want to hear it."

"Alpha, a transmission from Ep-"

"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT, DELTA! *ahem* Yes, well, anyways, we're really tired from making that satellite jump, so we're just going to camp out here for a while. If you guys don't mind. Just letting you know. See ya."

"...I think he for got to mention that we might make some comments of our own at the end of each chapter..."

"You mean we're the fucking audience surrogate?!"

"..."

"Oh, author's notes, too! That's even better, Iota!"

"If I ever find out who this tkdboy2000 is, he's dead."

"Calm down, Tex. At least you're not part of the Meta's hive-mind."


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