Author's note.

Neglectance is a horrible thing.


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Chapter 11 – It's the Pelvic Thrust that Drives You Insane

The first thing that was done was Church sucked in a breath of air. His eyes shot open and he sat up. He held his head, it felt heavy.

"Oh... What the hell happened? Where am I? When am I?" He asked himself, getting up. He noticed that he was faster, more energetic. Maybe just some sleep would've been enough, but he had the feeling that there's more than just sleeping needed. The big problem was, he wouldn't know when he needed it until its too late. He heard a conversation nearby.

"Uh, Church, it kinda looks more like a triangle from down here."

"What?"

"I'm just saying it doesn't look much like a circle, it looks more like we're forming a triangle, just a side-note."

"Okay fine, Triangle of Confusion, Rhombus of Terror, Parabola of Mystery, who cares! Get the god damn show on the road!"

"Alright, alright, sorry."

"Oh no," Church said, "The Parabola of Mystery! That means any second now Tucker's gonna get shot by O'Malley and then all hell's gonna break loose. Unless..." Church ran down somewhere away from the teleporter's export. If he could find something that'll stop O'Malley, then it would be done.

Yells and screaming came, and Church found something. Lying in a small little ditch, was a Rocket Launcher. He's pretty sure that Blue team didn't have any equipment like this.

"God I can't believe the Reds have this kind of hardware lying around and they're not even using it," Church said as he picked it up. It was slightly heavy against his armor, but he could point it clear enough. Sharp whining came close, and Church spotted the purple alien vehicle, Doc as the driver.

"Ah, there he is," Church said, smiling under his helmet, "Mine now buddy."

He fired, and the missile zipped past Doc, and hit Tucker square in the back. Church's eyes widened.

"WHAT THE HELL!" He yelled, throwing the launcher down, "The targeting system on this thing doesn't work at all! Oh, so maybe that's why the Reds don't use it. That makes sense now."

"Oh my God. It's the Cave Devil. Run for your lives!" Donut yelled.

"Unh, maybe I'll just sit this one out. I'm pretty sure I know how it ends," Church said, walking back a bit until he was at the foot of the cliffs again. He watched the entire battle. Deanis was fighting the most ruthlessly, from what he could tell. Then, just as Donut made an unintended distraction, Deanis was hit by the purple vehicle.

Church remembered getting very angry very quickly. He knew that the rage was uncalled for, knowing that Deanis would be fine in a little while, but just seeing her injured was the equivalent of seeing Tex blown up. Another comparison. No body hurt Church's women.

The chase was on after O'Malley, and then the "Ironic" stories that lasted for two hours straight, not to mention Simmons's preparing of Blue team's teleporter and the explanation of the plan. Church snuck to Blue base and waited crouched at the ramp. He felt a pang of regret about messing with the teleporter, now that everyone was going through it. Everything, had been his fault.

Church sighed, and went back down the ramp. He'd have to wait for the right moment to go into the teleporter. He went into the base, leaned against the nearest wall and sat. There simply wasn't anything to do but wait. Actually… Church put his hands behind his head. He didn't want to risk another robot body energy issue, so he closed his eyes and let whatever was considered sleep take him.

He woke up about several hours later, finding that he had fallen to the floor. Church got up and stretched, feeling the popping of his mechanical parts underneath his prosthetic skin. He walked out of the base, not feeling groggy or tired from just waking up.

He snuck back up the ramp, looking carefully at the group up there. Tucker was up, and judging by the black armored robot's stance, Tex was back. Tex kinda stood like Deanis in a way… What. Now Church was comparing Tex to Deanis. Just great.

"Good luck everyone, take care," Shelia said from below, "I packed you all lunches for the trip."

"Thanks Sheila, that was really nice of you," Tucker said.

"Not really," Donut said, "All my bag had was an air filter and a thermos full of brake fluid."

"Make sure to wash your exhaust pipes every day," Shelia said like a mother figure. Tex ran into the teleporter, then Donut.

"Bye Sheila," Tucker said, "we'll come back for you soon."

"I'll be waiting."

Tucker went through the teleporter. Church stood up and walked over to the edge of the base to look at Shelia.

"Church!" Shelia said surprised, "I thought you left with Grif. Back already?"

"I hate to tell you this Sheila," Church said, "but none of us are comin' back. Is there any way I can take you with me? Maybe transfer your program in to a disk or something like that?"

"No sorry, but I'm hardwired in to this equipment," the tank said sadly, "That's what happens when you're built by the lowest bidder."

"Yeah, tell me about it," Church said, remembering how his body had shut down on him, "There's just one more thing you can do for me before I say goodbye. It's the last thing I can do to hopefully set all this stuff right."

"What is it?"

Church whispered to Shelia, tell her a small little plan for the nearing future. Maybe, he'd be able to bring everyone back to Blood Gulch from where ever they would be when that Great Prophecy comes or something.

"You got it," Shelia said.

"Thanks Sheila," Church said, "And uh, sorry that I blamed you for killing me all this time."

"That's okay, I'm sorry I enjoyed blowing you up so much."

"Yeah I'm not sure it was necessary to tell me that. Anyway, I guess this is goodbye Sheila." Church took one last look at Blood Gulche, and then entered the teleporter. His atoms were picked apart once again and sent across the solar system. He lost the conception of up or down, left or right for a little while, before being put painfully back together again.

He found himself flung into a small freezing room. One look outside was all that was needed to confirm.

"Sidewinder," He said, "Place hasn't changed since the last time I was here."

He didn't particularly like the thought. This place brought bad memories. Shrugging off the horrible feelings, Church walked out into the freezing cold of the ice planet. There was something he had to check real quick, so he ran into a different direction where he knew the group would gather.

At the entrance to where his and Grif's cell was, Church stopped.

"Man, there is no way Grif can disarm that bomb," Church said to himself, "I better let him out of there and then go find Tex. She can shut it off."

Church pressed a button on the nearby console, and heard as the cell's door rose. Church sprinted back, going around in a certain way to avoid the group of Red team and Blue team. He hid on a nearby cliff, once again being the watchman, Tex wasn't there.

"Come in, Tex," Church said as he brought up the radio, "I need you to meet me in the middle of the canyon, right now. This is Church. Uh... I have money. Oh man, where is she?"

"Psst! Hey, hey buddy! Hey!" someone caught Church's attention and he looked to the source. A soldier in clad cobalt just like Church's stood by the cliff.

"Huh? Who're you?" Church asked.

"Huh? Oh, I'm you," the guy said, "I'm just a different version of you. Yeah see, I keep trying to fix the bomb, just like you're doing, except I don't do it right, and I get blasted back in time. Then I come back, and try to fix everything all over again. I just wanna let you know, when you get back, meet us at the top of the ramp."

"Us? Who's us? Back from where? What's goin' on?" Church asked, but the clad cobalt left before he could get any answers. Church didn't process anything so far. He didn't know what was going on.

"Ah, Fuck it," he said, and got up and ran to the group.

"See you in a few hundred years," the computer said, as Church was sent into Blood Gulche. Suddenly, another Church ran up to it.

"Computer, you've got to send me back!" Church said frantically.

"To Blood Gulch?" the computer said, "You just left."

"No no no, not to Blood Gulch, to Sidewinder!" Church said, "Man I totally screwed everything up!"

"How?"

"Well, I didn't keep the bomb from going off, so I just got blasted back here," Church explained. Out of nowhere, another Church popped next to first one.

"Yeah, me too," the second Church said.

"What the-"the first Church didn't finish.

"Let me just put it this way pal," the second Church said, as more Churchs appeared behind them, "Your next plan? Goes about as well as the first one does."

"Uh oh," Gary said.


Trivia.

Time Warp - Guess.

Seems Church's gotta a crush on Deanis. That's actually pretty much planed anyway, and besides its not like Church can help himself anyway, that's some of the after-effects of being the Alpha.

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Chapter 11 - It's the Pelvic Thrust that Drives You Insane