I'm back. I am going to begin working on an chap for all of my works about now. Except the walking dead one. That one can't be done yet...
me: also, if you are wondering why one chap didn't have the disclaimer, it's because I couldn't understand what Cruchbyte was saying.
andy: So I'm s'post to read your stupid sign so I can leave? Fuck that!
Me: You won't be going anywhere if you don't.
andy: What if I blow us all up.
me: I'm too important to be killed by those means.
andy: Fine. I'll read your dumb sign. Anonymous Fanz don't own nothin, but West, Psi, And Derek.
me: hope you guys won't miss Derek.
andy: Da hell is that supposed to mean?
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West's POV
I teleported to blood gulch. Looks like the reds got a situation. Involving a hole at their base. "So what's happening here." I asked.
"Sarge and donut are trapped in the caves down there. We need to find them." Simmons explained.
"Let's go."
...
"Come in Sarge, are you there?"
"Hello, is that you Simmons?"
"Sarge, we're down in the cave with you. Are you okay? Please tell me you're okay."
"Fine. What's your location?"
"We're looking for you right now, this place is huge! Grif and west are with me and we're up on top of some kind of peninsular outcropping."
"Eh, you're on top o' Grif's what?"
"No, we're on a peninsular ledge trying to find you."
"Roger that, I've got Donut. You sit tight and we'll find you."
"I'm going to see if I can find something useful." I said before teleporting.
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I got a signal from mass. Weird. What does he want. "West, Do you copy?"
"Yeah, Mass. What is it?"
"I went to help Wash like you asked, and I found out who got york. It was Maine, like you suspected. He seemed more interested in south than everything else."
"I'll keep an eye out for him, incase he comes for Ommally. If there is an opportunity to do it, it may come soon. Did you get the alien to base?"
"No. Wyoming killed it. I don't know why."
"Great. West out."
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"Wake up, fatass." I said To grif as he slowly was waking up. "Looks like he's been drugged."
"He's been chasing the dragon."
"Donut, shut up, he was drugged just like me."
"That's what I'm saying! He fell off the wagon, and shook hands with the Devil!"
"Shut up!"
"He's been ridin' the wave, and trippin' the technicolor dreamscape. Far out, man. Druggie loser."
"Donut, that's not how being drugged works. He had a chemical injected into him. being on drugs, is when you chose to do it yourself. Also it applies to specific drugs." I explained. These guys are so stupid!
"Who knocked you out, Grif? Was it those dirty Blues?"
"No, some kind of bat-person."
"Bat-person!?"
"I think he was hallucinating."
"Whatever chemical they used to knock us out may be affecting his perception or his memory."
"Or he is talking about Heretics. The chemical seems like the one they use to kidnap Higher ranking forces and covertly kill them."
"I wasn't hallucinating. There was some kinda crazy bat thing, and another guy, and they were talkin' about a kid. And a sword. Some kinda deal they made."
"Tucker's sword! the blues also had some weird alien baby with them when I got here!"
"Hokay wait, is this a joke? This is a prank on me, right? You guys found my Harry Potter fan fiction."
"The blues literally have an alien sword, and baby with them. They also were with an alien on some quest to help the alien people, but it turned out to be a trick to find out where the heretic leader parked his ship."
"The bomb was there!"
"The bomb! The blues used him as a translator for the aliens. That proves grif is definitely referring to the heretics!"
"The bomb? You mean that loud-mouth guy?"
"Yeah, the enormous ball that's always ready to explode."
"Hokay seriously, there's coincidence, and then there's outright plagiarism. I'm gonna have to sue somebody."
"Sue the Heretics, but I am pretty sure they will just shoot you. Anyway, we need to find that bomb!"
