Well I'm back with another chapter, sorry for the long wait. I got a request to put in team CFVY, but I'm not really sure, eight people is challenging enough. But, maybe I will add in Velvet, since she is one of my favorite characters. Enjoy chapter 4! Well, more like chapter 3, since chapter 1 is basically an introduction.

As team RWBY, along with Grif, Sarge, Caboose, and Tucker talked, they started hearing huge banging noises coming from outside.

"The hell are they doing out there?" Grif asked.

"Yeah, all that noise is giving me a POUNDING headache." Yang punned, to which her teammates groaned.

"They've been trying to blast their way in here ever since I locked it down. They're not having much luck though." Tucker replied. He then turned to his side and shouted, "ARE YOU, FUCKIN' ASSHOLES?"

"Won't they break through soon though?" Ruby asked.

"Nah, this stuff looks like rock, but it's way tougher." Tucker said.

"What's tougher than rock?" Grif asked.

"Paper!" Caboose answered. Ruby smiled at his antics.

"No, silly, like metal." She said.

Tucker let out a small chuckle. "I dunno, some kinda super rock? What am I, some kinda geographist?"

"You mean geologist?" Blake asked.

"Why the hell do I care? All I know is that it's keeping them away!" Tucker said.

"They have some kinda big machine out there." Sarge said.

"Yeah, they just got that thing. I think THEY think they're gonna yank this door off with it. Not fuckin' happening." Tucker explained.

"I guess not." Yang said.

"They wanna get their hands on that weapon?" Sarge asked.

"Yeah, and we can't let them turn it on, no matter what happens." Tucker replied.

"Classic action movie plot." Yang said with a grin.

"Well why don't WE turn it on, and use it against them?" Sarge asked.

"Fuck! What? We don't know what it does! We could turn it on and it could make us all sterile!" Tucker exclaimed.

"Is that really all you're worried about?" Weiss asked.

"Would it do that?" Grif asked.

"Well, the last weapon we found was designed to wipe out all organic life in a HUGE radius."

"Yeesh." Yang said.

Grif whistled. " Wow. What's a...radius?"

"Seriously?" Ruby said.

"I dunno, they just made me learn this crap for my dumb job. Point is, don't touch anything. You hit the wrong button, you flip the wrong switch, we'll all be dead before you can say- Where's Caboose?" Tucker said, looking around.

"Uh, I don't think that's how that expression goes." Sarge said.

"No, I mean, where the fuck is Caboose?" Tucker clarified.

Everyone looked around.

"Huh, guess he's not here. Looks like he's given you a run for your money, right Pussy Cat?" Yang asked, turning to her side to see...nothing.

"Figures." She said, shrugging.

"Oh, yeah. He does have a habit of wandering off. He's been trying to rig equipment to do something." Sarge said. "That boy's not quite right, y'know?"

"You think?" Weiss asked.

"No, I don't think there's something wrong with him." Ruby said. "He's just a little...slow."

"What the-I just said not to touch anything, and you guys let him walk away to find equipment?" Tucker said. "What the hell is wrong with you? Man, I swear you guys have always been idiots, but this one takes the cake."

"Takes one to know one." Weiss remarked.

"HEY! He's on YOUR team, asshole." Grif retorted.

"Oh...right." Tucker said. "Hey, so-uh, if you guys aren't doing anything, you wanna go help me find Caboose?"

"Let's go." Sarge said, walking down a hallway.

"Yay! And Blake!" Ruby said, following him.

Yang tagged along, with Weiss behind Tucker and Grif.

"So embarrassing for you…" Grif said sarcastically.

"Just go find the guy!" Tucker said.

"So sad…"

"I fucked your sister."

Weiss scoffed at how unprofessional the two were being, before following them into the hallway.

-—-—-—-–-

Lopez crouched down, at work on his motorcycle, humming in his robotic tone. All of a sudden, Simmons came running down the hill, shouting his name.

"[No! I just fixed this.]" He said, fearing Simmons would break his work of art. "[This one is mine! Stay away!]"

"He's here! He's here!" Simmons shouted.

"[Who?]" Lopez asked.

"The bad guy- the one that wants to kill us!" Simmons replied.

"[You're going to have to be more specific than that.]" Lopez replied.

An explosion went off right at the top of the ramp. Gunshots were heard. They could see Pyrrha in the air, poised to strike down at the ground.

"The Meta! He's here!" Simmons explained.

"[What? Here? I thought he was dead."] Lopez replied.

"Oh geez, look out!" Simmons shouted. They crouched down just in time to dodge a grenade that whizzed past their heads.

"Son of a bitch!" Simmons exclaimed.

"Madre de dios!" Lopez shouted.

"Lopez, we need to help them! We need some big guns!" Simmons said.

"[Ok. That I can do.]" Lopez replied. They both started running toward the base.

"I'll grab the rocket launcher." Simmons said as Lopez ran into the base. "Just do whatever you can, Lopez! I'm trained to handle this weapon!"

Simmons grabbed the launcher, then jumped back towards where the grenade came from. It was quiet. No noises. No gunshots. No grenade explosions.

"...Lopez?" Simmons squeaked. "Anybody?"

Then, from around the side, he heard the signature growl of the mute terror. He watched as the Meta came right up along the side of the base into view.

"Alright, you bastard." Simmons said. "Prepare to get SIMMONSIZED!" He then launched a rocket...and it hit the jeep Lopez had been working on, which somersaulted over the Meta in a flaming wreck, who watched it. He then turned to Simmons and let out a growl.

"Well fuck me." The Maroon soldier said. The Meta loaded his grenade launcher, aimed, and….

Foosh! Foosh!

Two rockets slammed into the Meta, who immediately ran. Out of the base came Lopez, holding a huge weapon. "[Did you seriously just say 'Simmonsized'?]"

"Lopez?" Simmons exclaimed.

"[Shut the fuck up. You broke my motorcycle again.]" Lopez replied.

Caboose and Blake stood inside of a strange room.

"Caboose, we should get back to the group." Blake said. "They could be worried."

"Shhh!" Caboose said. "Go play with your scratch post!"

Blake blushed. "Caboose, I don't use scratch posts."

"No! Bad kitty! Go! Outside!" Caboose whispered.

Blake let out a sigh. "What are we doing here?"

"Nothing!" Caboose said, before searching around.

"No." He said, moving to the next thing.

"No."

"Caboose, what are you looking for?" Blake asked. She was perplexed as to why he was acting this way. She always just thought of him as a lovable idiot, but now he was acting strange.

Caboose ignored her and moved to a corner, crouching down.

"Hmmm…"

-—-—-—-—-

Somewhere else inside the temple, Tucker, Sarge, Grif, Yang, Ruby, and Weiss were walking down a hallway. They could hear some person on a microphone try to negotiate with them.

"Just open the temple and you can leave! We'll take what we want and no one has to get hurt!" The voice boomed.

"Shut up, idiot!" Tucker shouted back. "I should've stabbed that fucking speaker while I was out there."

"Yeah, I thought that pounding on the wall was bad, now that voice is just giving me a huge migraine." Yang agreed.

"Caboose!" Grif called out.

"Blake!" Ruby shouted.

"Caboose, Blake where are you?" Tucker yelled out

"Hey Blue! Hope you're not dead! Now that there's two of ya, we finally have a fair fight!" Sarge said. "Come on out so we can kill ya!"

Blake walked over to the group.

"You aren't going to kill anyone." She said.

"Blake, where were you?" Ruby asked.

"I followed Caboose. He's acting…weird."

"Caboose is acting weird? Holy shit. Call the press." Grif said sarcastically.

Blake gave him an unamused look. "I mean, he's not like himself. He isn't talking or anything."

"He's been acting like that ever since we got to Valhalla." Sarge said.

They walked down the hall. Tucker stopped.

"What's wrong?" Yang asked.

"I hear something." Tucker said. He leaned against the corner, the group doing the same. They could hear Caboose talking.

"No, be quiet! See, you're gonna get me in trouble!" He whispered. Another voice talked back in a loud voice. "Trouble? Fuck that!"

"Who's he talking to?" Tucker asked.

"Beats me." Blake said. "There was just spare parts in that room."

"Oh, crap! Did somebody break into the temple?" Tucker said.

The sound of glass being shattered could be heard, and then Caboose started talking.

"Oh no, no! See, you broke that-See, that was your fault!"

The voice responded. "That-That was already broken."

"Hmm, I swear I heard that voice before." Weiss said.

Tucker took out his sword, and imitated a laser sound as he activated it.

"Alright, let's charge in there, and take these assholes out!"

"Wait...It does sound familiar." Ruby said.

"On my mark!" Tucker said. "That means when I say 'Go'!" He clarified.

"Y'know, that voice kinda does sound like someone we know." Grif said.

"Yeah, I find it annoying and degrading for some reason." Sarge added.

"Okay, just stop moving around! Hold still!" Caboose whisper shouted.

"I AM holding still, you're the one that's moving!" The voice retorted.

"Yeah, that sounds like-" Tucker began, before he was cut off by the voice.

"Get your hands off me! Fuckin' douche!"

"I-I'm sorry, Church!" Caboose apologised.

"Church?!" Everyone said, walking into the room. There, next to Caboose, was a flying, spherical object that looked as though it had an eye, and glowed light blue.

There was a long pause, before Caboose spoke up.

"I can explain."

The sphere turned to look at the group.

"Who the fuck are these guys?"

To Be Continued….