Author's Note.
OH MY GOD LAST CHAPTER!
Oh this isn't the end of the fanfiction, I still got the endings to post.
Disclaimer
Halo, Halo 2, Halo 3, Halo Reach, and Halo Wars are all owned by Bungie and Microsoft. Red vs Blue and related are owned by Rooster Teeth. All original Characters are owned by the author. This is a none profit fan saga.
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Chapter 11 - I am Legend
It didn't take long to find Andy, and Lopez for that matter. They were still in the water filled cave where the team had left them on their attempts to leave the caverns. It took more time than expected for Sarge to figure out that Andy is a bomb they could use. Afterwards, they gathered the found, and returned to the crashed Pelican.
Nobody, at least no soldier, wanted to go in with Tucker's kid or that strange other Alien inside. Grif would've started to yell bats, Simmons wasn't too comfortable about becoming a victim of male pregnancy, Sarge possibly didn't want that either, and Donut didn't want to go near the thing that had nearly killed him once already.
"Okay Andy," Sarge said to the bomb, "we're gonna need you to get in that ship and explode. You think you can take out the whole thing?"
Andy's pixel eyes alighted in excitement, "You bet! Just say the word and I'll detonate. Man, this is gonna be great!"
"Hello Lopez," Shelia's voice came from the ship, surprising almost everyone.
"Sheila? ¿Es usted?" Lopez's head asked.
"Yes. It is good to see you again."
"Hoh, Lopez!" Andy said, "Looks like your girlfriend's put on a little weight!"
"Andy, that's rude," Donut said, putting his hands on his hips.
"What? You were all thinkin' it. I mean, I'm just saying. Someone should seriously consider switchin' to unleaded."
"Can we shut him up?" Deanis asked, getting a green glare from the bomb. Something fast went into the ship, in clad black, carrying a white helmet and what looked like a deactivated sword. Tex. Those who could, stepped back. Andy, on the other hand, rolled in. Deanis didn't know he could roll, the lazy bastard.
"Donut," Deanis said, "How's your radio? You think you could work it? Maybe O'Malley wouldn't target you because of it. Call Church, tell him that Tex is out."
"Hmm, I'll try," Donut said, and brought up the radio, "Hey uh mister blue guy-"
Deanis heard beeping in the channel.
"Oh shit, Donut wait-"
Donut laughed, hard and cruel. Everyone aimed their guns, training the sights on the clad pink. Deanis did not, and came close to her friend and comrade. Electrical aura snapped against Deanis's armor.
"Donut," She said, "Donut, please tell me you're there damnit."
"Hiya, Private Deanis," Donut said, in a rougher version of his own voice, Deanis could feel his eyes stare at her through the visor. God she thought it might work, fuck fuck fuck. It's her fault O'Malley possessed Donut. Deanis aimed her pistol.
"Don't make me," She warned with a growl.
"Deanis Wait!" Simmons said, lower his gun, "We should try reasoning with him."
"Reasoning with him?" Deanis laughed coldly, "You dumb fuck, we could hardly reason with you when you were possessed."
"She's gotta point," Grif said.
"No, I think it would work," Simmons persisted.
"That's the problem with living in a Patriarchal society," O'Malley-Donut said, "Men just automatically assume they know everything. Hahaha!"
So maybe some Donut still surfaces, but not much. The clad pink whipped around and lunged at Grif, though only halfway before Deanis fired and the bullet grazed the back of the pink's helmet. It broke the seal, damaged or not. The helmet fell off, showing the youth's face. The baby blue eyes, just as Simmons's had, seemed to glow without pupils.
"Wuho easy Donut," Simmons said, "You've been infected by a computer virus, and we just need to figure out what to do about it."
"No! It's my body! It's my choice!" Donut yelled, his young face contorted in some sort of unspeakable rage, "And another thing: why do I do as much work as you guys, but I only make ninety-two percent-"
Tex came up from behind and hit Donut were the implants were, knocking the soldier out immediately. Deanis aimed at the black clad, almost fearful of the possible outcomes this could all have.
"Hey, don't hit my soldiers without my permission," Sarge said, but something just changed in his posture, and the same AI aura that had been around Simmons and Donut was on him, "I'm the one who gets to hit mah soldiers. Wahahaha, yeah! Eat lead, world. Drop and give me infinity."
Tex vanished in mid-air, thanks to her Invisibility, forcing Deanis to aim her gun at her own sergeant. She felt conflicted, taking in how much damage was being done to her teammates and the others.
"Sarge, you've finally gone crazy," Grif said, hesitantly putting his gun down. Tex reappeared behind Sarge, and punched him at the back of the helmet, knocking the CO out for the count. Grif's posture then changed, as the aura moved from Sarge to the orange clad.
"Whoa, that's weird," A heavily deep version of Grif's voice said, "I have a sudden urge to conquer the Universe. Which is odd for me because, well that would take actual work... I think I'll just fall asleep instead." The orange clad bowed his head and the aura dissipated from the soldier.
Deanis would've felt relieved that O'Malley was gone from haunting her team, when Doc appeared from a hill, looking around.
"We're here, is anyone hurt?" He said, when something about him changed, "Anyone need to be killed? Huhuhahahahuhuhuh!" The O'Malley voice that Deanis knew full well and had no problems in silencing.
"I know that laugh! Nobody move!" Church said, in his body, coming from the same hill. Too late, Deanis already had moved and knocked Doc straight out, with a feeling of triumph.
If only she had thought sooner of the dangers of leaving her radio on. Such a problem would've been easily prevented if she hadn't been so caught up in her other teammates. When the beeping was heard within her own internal helmet speakers, she knew it was too late.
A convulsion of rage, hatred and many other related and horrid emotions burned into her skull, and she felt the presence of a second self within her mind. She did fight it off the first time it crawled its way into her head, but with her mental exhaustion and physical fatigue, she was powerless to stop the entity from assuming complete control.
"Deanis? Deanis?" Church said, and Deanis looking from behind her eyes turned to face the cobalt clad. Omega began its wormy search in her mind for memories that she had previously hidden from it, and Deanis had just enough strength to keep such information locked deep, but could no longer keep her current consciousness as Omega pushed her just as deep.
"Deanis listen to me," Simmons's voice said from behind her. Omega whipped Deanis's body around, and used the butt of the pistol to slam into the side of Simmons's head, knocking down to the ground.
"Son of a bitch!"
Omega laughed, using Deanis's voice. It looked back at Church.
"What's the matter?" the voice came so cold, seductive and dark that it was hard to believe that it was Deanis Omega was holding, "Can't save your own women?"
Church rushed it, and Omega was prepared for the counter strike. Omega expected that Church would try and tackle or punch its host, but no. Using the sniper rifle, Church swung it like a baseball bat, hitting the host's mid-spin. Deanis took a gasp of breath, feeling like she had just risen from cold watery depths. O'Malley was gone, that much she was sure.
But while she was now in control of her own mind, her body did not. A side-effect of an artificial spin and the weakness that Church had to exploit, Deanis fell into Church, unable to move, paralyzed. She couldn't move her arms, or her legs, she was lucky enough that it was only temporary and for the fact that the clad cobalt didn't hit so hard as to completely knock the nervous system so far out of place that the red would stop breathing.
Church held on to her, and Deanis felt the small and weak aura that was always around him. It signaled what he truly was, no matter how much the body absorbed. That aura changed, it grew different. It grew angry, but Church kept her on him.
"You know Deanis," He said barley above a whisper, "I don't really feel all that different." He tried a laugh, but nothing. "Uh, nuh, feels pretty much the same, it's kinda weird. I expected something more... not me. But, this. It feels… I don't know."
Deanis wanted to say, how do you feel Church, but the nerves refused her commands.
"I feel… partial whole," He whispered, "Whatever… That means. I don't know…"
Deanis saw the dark figure that came up behind him, and cursed her inability to make any warning to him. Tex crashed a gun's butt on the back of the soldier's head, making Church lung forward, though not fall. The different aura was gone, in a series of beeps.
Church regained posture quickly, but had dropped Deanis.
"Where'd he go? Where'd he go? Is he gone?" He asked, and then looked at the Freelancer, "...Tex?"
"Church run!"
"Tex, don't!"
Donut, with his helmet magnetized to his back like a weapon would've, propped Deanis up. She hated the fact that she was laying limp, it felt like a prison, and she hated not being able to do something.
What was worse, was the sharp pangs of electricity in the air that Deanis started getting, and the slight twinges that Donut and Church made told them exactly what had just happened. O'Malley had jumped back into the Freelancer.
"You have no idea what kind of trouble you are in," A dark, masculine voice came from the clad black, and she ran. To the ship, Church and several others followed, along with Doc and with the reintroduction of Sister.
Donut reached for something on his belt and Deanis heard sparking.
"I hope this doesn't hurt too much," Donut muttered, and touched something on Deanis's back. Deanis cried out, yelling a string of cuss words as every nerve painfully returned to proper order. The paralyzation, over some time, would've wore out eventually, but a quicker solution was using that tool she had used with Donut's hand. It pumped back feeling and nerve, though feeling like you've just ran through electrified water was a side effect.
Deanis shrugged off Donut's attempts to help, feeling realized that she could finally move.
"Lets go!" She said, and dashed. Donut followed, though he quickly past her in a mere minute. The two final came to the group, and the ship was already on lift off.
"We have to stop her right now!" Church said desperately.
"No problemo Blue," Sarge said, and took to his radio, "Andy you there?"
"-I'm here coach!-" Andy's voice said over the radio channels.
"What's going on!" yelled Church.
"-Tex is hooking up Wyoming's helmet to the computer.-"
"Ready for your job soldier?" Sarge asked, ignoring Church.
"-You bet!-"
"Alright then son, do what you were born to do. Detonate."
"-Hey, you want me to start from ten or three? Come on let's build it up a little bit, suspense it'll kill 'em. Ten!-"
"I told you to disable the ship not destroy it!" Church yelled as Andy started to count down.
"Oh well, score one for the Red Team I guess," Sarge said.
"What about my kid?" Tucker asked.
"Oh right, score two."
"Andy! Do not detonate," Church ordered, "can you see her heading? Do you know where she's going?"
A mere moment after Andy said "One!" the ship disappeared in a mass of glowing blue light that temporarily darkened the bright skies for a few seconds, bring darkness to Blood Gulch.
"...Tex?" Church said quietly.
"Boo, no explosion!" Grif demented, "That sucked."
And then a small actual explosion appeared in the sky. It was much, much weaker than the blue light, and it made Deanis think if Andy really detonated.
"Haha, blammo!" Sarge said.
"Wow, that explosion was awesome!" Donut said next to Deanis.
"What explosion, I didn't see it, do it again!" Grif said.
"Uh Church," Tucker said, "what should we do?"
Trivia.
I am Legend - The last chapter would've explained this.
Yep, now its just the endings. Well, not all of them, considering that "Tex Wins" was too short to make an actual story out of. But most of them.
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Chapter 11 - "I am Legend"