Chapter 9

The war with the freelancers rages on for two long tedious years.

Guns fire bullets into the thick heat, into metal and flesh. Screams of anguish and pain rain down on the Gulch. Neither side wishes to give in when there is so much at stake that meaning their lives. The blood flowed and pooled as the freelancers lost another member of their team. The young indigo armored one grabs the deep green color armor soldier.

"I'll make them pay!"

Putting the soldier down looking back at the group with dangerous fire in her green-blue eyes the indigo one run into the line of fire then grabbing the maroon and orange shooting on her rockets on her boots sending them flying with her far away from the group leaving them with Tex and bullets flying to hit her back.

She looked at each one and planning. Finally she invisible as bullets fly towards her damaging her a only a little. Two groups were picked off starting with Donut and Caboose. Using his fist, Caboose tried to catch her and Donut trying to use bombs to get away but the two only did was get their head knocked together and shoved away. Then rush in dragging Church and Tucker by their suits off the base, slamming them down to the ground braking some bones. Tex knock them out then went up the ramp seeing Sarge ready with his shotgun.

"Ready for me old man"

"I been to fond of hitting woman but I don't consider ya as a woman."

They looked at each other letting their eyes finishing the conversion as they rush at each other and in the distance shots were fired.

~~~Grif & Simmons~~~~

The three shoot off away from each other bouncing towards rocks where Grif lands on Simmons.

"Get off of me you fat bastard"

Grif looked down and got off of the male. The two looked around their settings seeing they were in the caves.

"Well...Shit"

"Grif get down you dumb ass!"

Simmons pulled close and hid them behind a rock as bullets running out the mystery freelancer girl's gun.

"Fuck what do we do?"

"Well we have to back with the others by taking this bitch out"

"I can hear you two"

The two jumped seeing the girl right above them. She tackles down Simmons only to have even amount of strength as her. They grip each other's knuckles and the whine of metal and pull of muscles sounded thought he open thin air. Grif shoved his gun by Simmons' side and pointed at her only to have her jerk away just as he shoot at her.

"Hay what the fuck?!"

"Sorry I thought it be easy with her distracted"

"We'll fight about this later, good?"

"Good"

The two looked at her and charged. She slam her foot into Grif's stomach making him go down holding it coughing losing his air. The young female turned around to grip onto the maroon's man hands having metal meeting metal flesh meeting flesh.

"Nice to know I'm not only cyborg…"

"Shut your damn dirty mouth leach!"

Their hands and feet went at each other, kicking and scratching to bruise the tender flesh. She slam her head into his Adam apple making him gasp for air just as the heavy set guy grabbed her and struggled with her. She was thrown and pulled her gun out shooting at the two. She grazed the maroon one's leg then using her body as a battering ramp shoving him away from Grif. As she was about to put her gun at his head she was suddenly tackled down by the heavy set male and was held down.

"Get off you fat fuck!"

"Your not taking, what's mine you bitch!"

She snarled then her eyes widen upon seeing her team mate behind the heavy set male. By instinct she threw herself and Grif out of harms way as Tex shot off the shotgun. Their eyes locked on the black armor seeing blood patches all over her armor and her helmet cracked showing off her dangerous green eyes.

"T-Tex...What are you doing?!"

"Killing two birds with one heavy stone."

"Y-Your betraying us...the freelancers...me your friend."

"We were never friends...your were just a pond for the freelancers to use."

"That's not true"

"You and your siblings were just tools...that why you all have to be kill"

"Y-You bitch"

As fast as lighting strikes her rage flare up and her feet control her body as it rushes into battle. Her body slams into Tex's with no trouble was lifted into the air tossed away like a broken rag dog. Only to picked up again and focused to feel the constricting force on her neck as the life slowly drain from the tiny body.

Just as the life about to leave her body the young freelancer felt her body drop to the ground and blood spit on her skin. She looked up seeing Tex's hand bloody and having a whole in it. She looked back seeing the two soldiers looking at her. She gets back and go to their side slamming her fist down forcing a shield around them.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Fighting for what I think is right...if you allow me..."

They looked at each other...Well it is a freelancer that is willingly to help.

"Please..."

"What's your real name..."

"My name...it's...Violet"

"If your serious about this then be ready to fight"

"..."

She got put up her fist her eyes glowing through visor with unrelenting rage as the two looked at each other then at her then getting their ready for a fight.

"Okay then, let's finish this"

The three rant at the blazing hot head, black armor woman throwing fist and scratches. The moments as the three got blown away with Simmons' fire rocket that was in her hands. Grif looked back seeing Sarge's shotgun on the ground with with blood on the trigger.

'You put a fight huh you old bastard'

He picked it up looking at Simmons as Violet went hand to hand combat with Tex again.

"Hay Dick!"

Simmons turned as a Shotgun was thrown at him.

"Shotgun!"

Simmons caught it with ease. He looked down smiling hearing that stupid phrase at the worse time but it was better then nothing. Just in time as Violet was knocked down with a boot on her chest coughing feeling the pressure.

"Stay down, you little pest"

Her vision began to darken and blur as Tex took off her boot of the young freelancer's chest and grabbing the knife a few feet away as Grif was helping Simmons get a weapon as well as helping him up.

His green eyes widen pushing his team mate out of the way only to have a military sliver lining thirteen inch knife slam into his chest. He cough up blood on his visor his body trembling from the shocked. He looked back at Grif and through his visor he smiled with small amount of blood run down his chin. His pale mouth said no words but lips moved to say.

"Stay...down"

Simmons looked at Tex angrily then charged at her with the black armored woman grabbing his hands lifting him in air to throw him on the ground pushing the blade deeper in his chest. He screamed loudly as blood spatter on his maroon armor and visor.

Tex smirked as the broken male laid gasping for any oxygen to seep through his lungs.

Grif ran to get up and was kicked under his helmet hard enough to sending it flying showing his bruised tan face and sweat cover chestnut blond-brownish hair in a messy ponytail. He growled then threw his chubby broken fist hitting Tex's armor damaging it left and right but only to get thrown away and knocked down then getting shot in the leg. He roar in pain as it rip through his veins.

Tex nodded then headed back towards the wounded vampire. She frown seeing him not moving as she lifts him up by the hair then gripping his hair.

'What a weak toy'

Simmons under the visor his clear vision beginning to blacken but his lips smirk.

"Don't fuck with my friends...Bitch"

Tex's eyes widen as a unearthly explosion of pain ran down through her spin and up to her head. She looked down seeing Sarge's shotgun in the maroon's soldier's hand and the last bullet was fried into her chest. She coughed up blood then slam the maroon soldier down on the ground shutting his lights out.

She looked at the other two soldiers seeing the girl unconscious and Grif struggling to hurry over to her. Just as he tried to get up he could feel pain scowling him down to the ground. She watch him struggled with a smirk enjoying his misery. Suddenly with a jam of her boot over the knife making it plumed into his chest.

"Dick! No!"

Tex started to walk towards Grif when she felt bullets go run through her. She turns around seeing Violet with her body shaking holding a gun bleeding from her head.

"How's it feel when someone stabs you in the back"

She pulled off her helmet letting her short cut neck touching chestnut hair color with one eye stitch shut and the other eye as blue-green as the deepest ocean. Just over above her eyelid she has a small barely noticeable scar.

"It's been an something Tex..."

"Go ahead and shoot me, why don't you Mississippi"

She held her gun to the woman's head then with tears flowing down her cheek she pulls the trigger. Then she looks over seeing that Grif had limp over letting his blood flow down his leg and looking into those glaring blue eyes that shoot fear into her spine.

"Don't just stand there go get help you dumb bitch!"

"Y-Yes of course"

She hit her boots and speed off looking for help while Grif stayed with Simmons. As soon the girl was gone he ripped off the maroon helmet sending it flying next to his own and looking into nothing a deep pale face and dull green eyes. He held him close to chest almost cradling him. The pressure of his tears ducks as they swell with salty tears, to feel the threat of them coming down his tan and pale cheeks.

"Dex...your crushing me"

Grif looked into the green eyes feeling his chest rising and falling with short uneasy breaths. He felt a cold hand press into his tan side cheek were he grabbed it and gave a gentle squeeze.

"Save your strength..."

"Easy for you to say you fat ass"

Grif chocked on words seeing Simmons' eyes to close.

"Dex...I have always...always loved you..."

The blue eyes widen when the sudden feeling of his lover's hand became lifeless. Just as the group came to the two team mates the roar of thunder shudder down the gulch. Violet's eye widen then turn away as Doc held her with small tears in his eyes. Church held Caboose as he cried seeing the two so sad. Tucker looked down. Donut took of his helmet wiping his eyes. Sarge felt his throat dry and looked away.

"We're too late..."

The feel of rain fell down to the planet as the heavens scream their powerful sounds as Grif held on to Simmons' body just as the stormy clouds cried as he tears finally let go looking into the sky finally a call.

"Richard!"

To all the Tex&Tucker fan's out there I'm so sorry in advance. So yeah...everyone...and I feel this was an all over fight scene. Only one last chapter after this! Yay! I'm so happy! Kind of sad of the ending of his chapter...don't worry this story will have a happy ending...or will it~ Next time.

Grif, Simmons, Donut, Sarge, Church, Caboose, Tucker and Tex belongs to: Rooster Teeth

(Violet and Green armor) OCs belong to me.

~Peace~