(A/N Hello, if you have any ideas, feel free to message me or leave a review because I'm starting to lose my original creativity. Thanks, GS.)
Washington
We had a makeshift funeral for Oregon the day after we heard the news. To be honest, it wasn't much of a funeral. We really just took a picture of Oregon in armor and hung it next to the other diseased Agents. Everyone said a few words and told a few story's, it was sad, but we've been through it before.
We all knew something was going on between Oregon and Carolina, but we didn't know how serious until she started breaking down when York hung the picture up. It wasn't like everyone else wasn't hurting but she was falling apart. She tried to keep it together, I could see it, but she just didn't win the mental battle. It was hard watching her cry like that, she was kind of the rock of this team, the leader, seeing her broken like that was painful to watch but we couldn't blame her.
A few hours later, I was drinking beer with the guys and watching Grifball when Carolina walked in stone-faced and said "Everyone over here." She wasn't angry, but she was deadly serious, so everyone quickly made their way next to her. "You will not tell a single person outside of this group what you saw, understood?"
We quickly nodded, I wonder why she would like to keep this so secretive.
"Good, Delta, put up the files." A holoscreen appeared in the middle of the room.
Minutes earlier
Carolina
After the funeral, I went back to my room to think. About everything. About my future, about how the group will react. To be honest this was one of the only times in my life that I was truly lost. Usually I was the girl with the plan, I knew what to do in every situation, but this wasn't war anymore. I'm not on the battlefield fighting alongside people I've trained with for years, I'm on a ship that I call home and it might be more dangerous for me to be on the ship then anywhere else. I need to tell the others, I hate to admit it but I can't do this alone anymore.
I started walking toward the common area.
Washington
"Damn" I whispered after about 5 minutes of just staring at the documents. "He used us."
Maine growled in anger
"What's the plan Boss?" I said causing every person in the room to turn toward Carolina.
"We're getting the fuck off this ship." She looked around to see if anyone had any problems with her statement. There were no objections. "Grab what you need and meet in the Locker room in 30 minutes, it's the only place they don't have cameras." We nodded and dispersed.
Carolina
I Walked my way back to my room and threw all my necessities into a backpack. A few pairs of clothes, My spare knife, a few protein bars and my water bottle. I'll have to ration it but it's better than nothing. During my final checks I realized I had almost forgot something. I threw my back over my shoulder and walk out of my room and into the room a few doors down. Levi's old room. He never liked to wear his dogtags during a mission because he said it was uncomfortable, so he always left it in his room on his nightstand. I looked around for a bit and found the little metal pieces on a chain marked
AGENT OREGON
PROJECT FREELANCER
I picked it up and just looked at them. The memories flooding my mind. I shook my head to try to bring myself back to reality only to realize my cheeks were wet. Everyone told me this was normal and healthy, but I had other things to do beside cry to myself like a small child. I grabbed the dogtags, stuffed them in my bag and started walking toward the locker room.
York
I was the second to get there, Carolina was waiting for me when I walked in. Her eyes were bloodshot, but I wasn't dumb enough to say something. Next person to walk in was Maine, then Wash, then North and South and Wyoming walked in last.
"Delta, Pull up a map of the ship." Carolina said looking up at the hologram of the ship. "First stop is" Yelling and gunshots were heard before she could finish her thought. We all run outside to see this weird monster looking bastard tearing up some armed guards in the hallway.
"The armory. NOW." Carolina said, putting some force on the last part causing us to turn around go into a full sprint to the armory.
South
We finally made our way over to the armory, luckily it wasn't very far but we saw some shit on the way that freaked me the fuck out. Bodies torn in half, soldiers ripped apart, I was pretty much desensitized to this stuff, so it didn't affect me as much but Wash was a little shaken.
"What the fuck were those things!?" Wash yelled out after we locked the door.
"The same thing that killed Oregon." Carolina replied coldly, loading one of her pistols.
Our eyes fell on Carolina even though she had her back to us, everyone of us replacing the bodies of the soldiers with Oregon's armor. I shivered at the thought.
"Stop staring at me and load up." Carolina ordered, loading a round into the chamber of her Battle Rifle. "Wait where the fuck is Wyoming?" Everyone looked around in a little bit of panic. "I swear I'm going to murder him." She mumbled as she walked towards the door.
We walk out and try to retrace our steps when we see the director with Wyoming and 2 armed guards flanking him. We draw our weapons and Wyoming and the guards do the same.
"Move, Director and we might not kill you" Carolina Spoke with poison on her tongue.
He just smirked as a group of soldiers came behind us with their weapons draw as well.
"Oh Agent Carolina, I believe you are not in the position to do anything."
"Wyoming, you Traitorous bastard" I Growl and glared at him.
"After he gave us everything you just want to leave. Despicable" He spat back shaking his head.
I wanted to bash his stupid British head in. Tell a knock knock joke then, prick.
We just stood there in stalemate for god knows how long, waiting for whatever move Carolina's going to make. Even though she had her helmet on, you could still see the gears turning in her head.
"Alright, this has gone on long enough. Arrest them."
As the soldiers came behind us with cuffs, several large thumps could be heard. We turned around to that freakish fucker we saw outside the locker room. Carolina used that as a distraction and grabed the nearest soldier and used his gun to spray at the soldiers behind us and began to run toward the hanger. Needless to say, we got the message. Sprinting past the soldiers and into the hanger, we see our way out. An empty Pelican class dropship. Seems a little too convenient but then again, a fucking zombie fungus thing just tried to kill us so I guess its not the weirdest thing that's happened to me today.
"Epsilon, can you fly the ship?" Carolina called out
"I'm almost offended you asked." The little blue man appeared on the console of the Plane. "Where to?"
"Delta?"
A little green man appeared next to Epsilon "I believe it would be smart to hide in a place called "Blood Gulch", It is a small box canyon where Simulation troopers are deployed."
"The fuck are simulation troopers?" York asked, still buckling himself in.
Maine just kinda shrugged.
"I am not entirely sure but from my knowledge, they were drafted based on their personality traits. There isn't much about them in my systems." Delta was just as clueless as we were.
"Set course to Blood gulch?" Epsilon asked
"Do it." Carolina yelled back over the firing of the engines.
The bay door shut, and everyone strapped in. It was kinda weird, to think we were never gonna be back on that ship again. We took off and I started looking forward to a new future. A future as a fugitive, but I was just fine with that. We weren't the good guys to begin with.
