RVB Arrancars Project Freelance
Number One!
Operator: Situation is critical sir. Should we do something?
Director: Yes. Send her in.
Operator: Roger that. Come in Number One, Number One you are green.
Director: Activate failsafe.
Operator: Copy sir. Initiating beta protocol.
Cut to the soldiers surronding North and South.
North Dakota: Well, out of the frying pan and into the fire.
South Dakota: Eh, think I could take about 50 of 'em. How 'bout you?
North: How about you save your jokes until we get out of this?
South: Where the hell is extraction?!
Cut to Ebern with soldiers standing behind him. They're all aiming at North and South.
Demo Man: Attention assholes, stand down! You're surrounded! Give us the data file now! You will be taken into custody! We can do this the easy way or the hard way! There is no escape, so give us the damn data file!
"Number One"/ Agent Carolina, sneaks behind the soldiers, camoflauged in the background. She then attacks the soldiers. She then grabs the turret and shoots a support beam, causing the platform, and the soldiers standing on it, to fall.
North: Get down!
North grabs South and shields her with his body. The two then get up and look at Carolina attacking the soldiers.
North: Son of a bitch.
South: Whats going on?
North: It's her.
South: What? What's she doing here?
Carolina backflips down to North and South, her colors changing from black to a light blue color, leaving a spinning turret to kill soldiers.
Carolina: Okay, my turn.
Carolina proceds to kill soldiers on the ground. Cut to a soldier looking for a gun while the chaos insues behind him.
Unknown soldier #1: Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. Oh, yes! A rifle!
Unknown soldier #2: Uh, hey man.
Unknown Soldier #1: I'm saved!
Unknown Soldier #2: Uh, I hate to bother you but I think that's my rifle you're holding.
Unknown Soldier #1: What the hell are you talking about? Just grab any rifle! Like look at that, there is seriously a pile of rifles...
Unknown Soldier #2: No, that's my good luck rifle. That's the one I sleep with every night.
Unknown Soldier #1: Are you kidding me, man?!
South kicks the two off the platform. As the Freelancers fight, Asguiaro Ebern gets back on his turret and aims it at South.
North: South, look out!
North pushes her out of the way and gets shot several times in the chest and visor.
North: Ah!
South: North! No!
Carolina fires a grapling hook at the turret.
Demo Man: What the?
The turret fires beneath him, collapsing the catwalk beneath them. Most of the soldiers fall, but Eben falls on a ledge jutting out under the catwalk, and attempts to get up. South is seen helping North walk.
South: I got you. Move.
She tosses North against the railing. The twins then both fire their weapons at the remaining soldiers.
South: Come in, command! We have wounded, you need to get us out of here right now!
Carolina: Come on you two. We're leaving.
She tosses herself, North, and South over the edge and they land on the roof of a pelican.
Carolina: Sorry about the mess, fellas. Package is secure. Everybody on board.
Carolina climbs down a ladder leading into the Pelican's troop bay. She enters the cockpit and climbs into the co-pilot's seat.
Pilot: Somebody call for a ride?
Carolina: You're late.
Pilot: Ah well, you can take it out of my tip.
They fly off in the pelican and the base explodes behind them. Cut to Blood Gulch, with the rockets hitting the cliff.
Charlotte: Nice shot. Hit 'em again, Findor.
Findor: Roger.
Baraggan: Did we hit 'em?
Findor: I don't know. Hard to tell.
Rey: Missed, bitches!
Findor: Ah, dammit.
Charlotte: I have a plan. We need to use stealth.
Findor: Great idea.
Charlotte: Ok. Let's try this. Sir, you lay down some cover fire. Findor, the two of us can sneak around their backside and slip on in.
Findor: Ok. Just saying stealth was enough, man. We don't need to expand on good ideas. Especially after other people have already agreed to them.
Baraggan: Sounds good, sir. I mean wait. I'm the sir. But we should do that. Make it so.
Skullak: Hey, Reds. Yo. Hold on a second. Cease fire.
Charlotte: Who the hell is that?
Baraggan: It's one of the Blue guys. He's just walkin' up here.
Charlotte: By himself? That guy is fucked.
Findor: Totally.
Charlotte: He's gonna get totally fucked.
Findor: Ok, see? Right there. You changed the way you said it, again. Could you not do that please?
Skullak: Hey guys, hold up. Can you hear? Hello?
Skullak is shot at.
Skullak: Ah! What the hell?! Cease fire man, it's me!
Charlotte: Yeah, we know it's you, dipshit. That's why we're shootin'.
Skullak: I just wanna talk for a second.
Findor: Yeah, so what? What does that mean?
Skullak: You know, I just wanna talk to you about... uh... some... oh shit. I think I fucked up. I fucked up, didn't I? You guys don't know who I am.
Baraggan: Maybe we should give him a chance. See what he has to say. He could provide some intel by accident. Or give us the Blue perspective. I always wanted to hear that.
Charlotte: I wanna shoot him.
Findor: Ok, just to be clear. I understand what you meant by that. I get that you want to shoot him with bullets.
Charlotte: Red-hot bullets.
Findor: Please, that's enough.
Baraggan: Let's hear him out. Then we shoot him.
Charlotte: How about I just wound him? Then he can still talk and I get to shoot him. Thats a win-win.
Skullak: Not for me, I get shot!
Findor: Ok, how about this? Charlotte gets to shoot you in exchange for you getting to say what you need to say.
Charlotte: Five minutes of talking for one shot. Where do you want it, Blue? The shoulder or the foot?
Skullak: Well, obviously I would pick the foot, but I don't want you guys to shoot me in-
Charlotte: Deal.
Charlotte fires his pistol.
Skullak: OW! SON OF A BITCH!
Charlotte: Ok. Your five minutes have started. Go.
Well, everyone another character revealed. Ebern the Demo Guy.