Yes! Yes! Look who's stupid now, Sarge! It's YOU. Lopez was firing a massive array of weaponry at the terrified red team leader. Sarge was shouting helplessly ,"Dos Point O, cease fire! No mas, no mas!"
Grif pondered, "Dos Point O?!" As he did, Lopez stepped forwards. Warming up his cannons. Taking aim at all of us.
FIRING MAIN CANNONS. Just then freckles intercepts any attack. Firing into Lopez's side.
Ow!
Caboose happily shouts, "Freckles!" As the mantis states loudly.
Deadly force authorized.
Lopez. O grumbles in spanish, "Oh great. The fucking dog wants to protect them now! Wonderful."
Both robots were taking aim at each other. When I accessed the megaphone built into my helemt. Shouting, "WAIT!" Both robots paused. I glare at DOS.O.
"What, the FUCK is your problem Lopez? Yeah I get that these guys can be stupid clueless ASSHOLES sometimes. But your really going to try to kill them?!"
Lopez pauses for a moment before,
I'm sorry, are you talking to me? I thought I was just an object?
My jaw drops.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me."
Just then Lopez fired missiles in my direction I move to dodge, but find myself knocked aside by, "Felix?" He grunts getting off of me. "Thanks." I murmur. He nods, "Anytime sweet cheeks." Freckled moved forwards using his leg to block more incoming fire from Lopez.
Wash calls out futilely, "Wait, everyone calm down!" I try not to feel offended that the robot, who I thought I was at LEAST friends with had just tried to kill me. Suddenly a sniper round sounds off.
Felix moving like orange lightning jumps in front of Wash, throwing his shield up defensively to block the round. Shouting, "Shit!" As he does so. "Damn, you are just in a roll today aren't ya?" I comment. He shrugs still holding his shield at the ready.
Suddenly Locus materializes. "Surrender now, and I promise only to kill the mercenary." He growls in that deep, albeit attractive, gravelly voice. I growl and take a shot at his head with my pistol.
Simmons let's out a, "Well, fuck." Before I take a step forward. "Do you not see we're kinda fucking busy? Fuck off and be a sociopath some other day." I taunt. He draws his blank, helmeted gaze towards me. "Mind your tone. Little girl, you are not really, a soldier. You are expendable. Worthless. It is your friends I'm here for, you I will gladly kill."
Feeling god awfully rebellious I drop down to a squat and flip him off with both fingers. Singing,"Hit me with your beeesst shooooot. Fire awaaaayy!" As I do he does in fact fire a round. I feel the wind brush past my unhelmeted face from the bullet.
I should be scared. I should be quiet. I should be, well smart. But this armor makes me feel entirely too powerful.
"Wow, for a guy with a sniper your aim really is shit ain't it? Maybe that's why you always overcompensate with big scary words." He fired two more rounds. I smirk. He growls, reloading his sniper rifle. "I am going to kill you, and take your friends by force."
Grif decides to join my taunting. "Oh yeah? You and what army?" I give him a look. Everything i have learned from movies and tv shows, said never to ask that question. An sure enough, just as he finishes his statement. An army starts decloaking behind Locus.
Locus tilts his head. "The Federal Army of Chorus." I groan,"Cocky bastard." I hear Grif chide himself. "Well, hhh guess I walked right into that one."
Felix shook his head, gun poised and at the ready. "Looks like backup isn't getting here in time."
Tucker whines nervously. "Uh, Wash? What's the plan?" I cast my own glance over at the ex agent. As I move closer to Felix, and his light sheild and his awesome reflexes. Wash then fires three rounds in quick succession into the hoard. Freckles announcing,
Engaging target. We all fire our guns, Wash shouting a quick, "Everyone! Get to cover!"
I run back, Simmons beside me as we search for cover. Than to my big green eyes do I behold a beautiful sight.
"The tank." I whisper. Before running at it.
I hop into the main body, Simmons shouting shotgun. And crawling into the machine gun steat.
Quickly I access the main control panel, powering it up and grabbing the joystick that controlled the Main cannon. I whisper jokingly to myself,"Firing main canon." Before shooting at lopez . O.
The robot stumbles backwards. "Yeahha! Bitch!" Simmons shouts excitedly. I grin and take the swivel once more firing another shot into Lopez's center. Blowing him off his feet and into smitherreens.
"AW YEAH. KISS MY ASS YOU PUNK ASS ROBOTIC BITCH!" I cry out. Simmons turns and gives me a look. "Really Sabrina?" I roll my eyes. "Fuck you, I have a tank." I glance down at the floor board.
I'd always laughed when they joked about six pedals and four directions. But now it seemed, I found myself quite clueless.
"Um, let's try this one." I guess. Pressing down on the one to the far right. The tank lurched backwards. "NOPE!" I shout, I try the others quickly, figuring out the controls moderately quickly. Before driving out into the fight. Simmons was shouting boldly as he wailed into the seemingly infinite amount of soldiers. I grinned, yelling obscenities and insults as I blew every ducking thing up.
Freckles was down. Needing to power up. Tucker was on that. Donut was tossing...Grenades. An Felix was doing his best to cover them.
I see a guy with a detached turret going for Felix. I drive the tank forward, catching the fire before it could do any damage. Taking the swivel and shooting the man straight to hell. Felix gave me a thumbs up.
Before jumping away. I glanced up, noticing a pair of snipers. I aimed upwards firing at the cliff side.
I hear Wash shout words of encouragement. "Alright, everyone together now, we can do this!" I grin firing my tank again. Oblivious to the cloaked demon behind me. Suddenly a hand has grabbed a handful of my hair, twisting angrily and dragging me from the tank seat. "AHG! SIMMONS!" I call out. But with me out of the drivers seat feds are flooding him.
I look up to see Locus holding me by my scalpful of hair. "Feel like taunting me some more now?" He chides. I groan and try to pull away but with a violent yank he's dragging me further through the Canyon.
"Cease your fire, or the girl dies." He ordered. The reds and Blues pause. Tucker crosses his arms. And I hear Felix say, "oh no."
"How do we know that if we do you won't kill her anyway?" Tucker demands. I make a face. Is he trying to get me shot? Just then I notice a dagger on Locus's hip. Within arms reach. I smirk. A plan forming in my mind.
"He won't because he doesn't have the balls to kill a girl." I tease. Glances are thrown to me. Locus growls in agitation. Lifting me off the ground and holding me in front of him. I cry out, 'Flailing' wildly as if I was panicking. In reality I use it as a distraction as I grab his knife. He then holds a gun to the underside of my chin.
"Do you really want to take that chance?" He demands. They all pause. Slowly lowering their weapons. Before with a smirk I loudly declare. "They won't. But u sure as hell will."
Bringing the knife up and slicing through my thick black locks. Then kicking off of his thighs and I flip over top him. Feeling tearing pain in my shoulder as the wound reopens, and my already cracked ribs crunching. Bearing through the pain I land on his back. He growls rolling. I dodge to the side as he brings out another knife swiping at my head. I bring my own down on his shoulder. He rolls slightly having it land through the muscle on his neck shoulder area.
He growls out in pain, I then bring an armored elbow down straight on his head. And jump to my feet. Running towards the reds and Blues. I scramble behind a portable cover. Grif is there as well. He says something but I don't hear him. As suddenly the canyon is swamped by new Soldiers. Dressed in far less sophisticated armor then the feds.
One shouts, "For the new republic!" Ah. It's the rebels. Freckles, who is now heavily damaged and stuttering limps into the field of fire. Shooting at any fed who came across his path.
Felix is suddenly beside me taking my hand. "Come on, We gotta go! Get to the caves." He orders not only to me, but everyone in the vicinity.
Taking his hand and running alongside him, we as well as Tucker, Grif, Simmons, Caboose and a select few of the Rebels make it back into the cave. Everything was flying by so fast. All I could see, or hear was gunfire and death. I see Wash, But he's been shot with some sort of Lazer. He gets stumbling to his feet.
A rebel comes up to Felix, who's hand I realize I'm still holding. I pry it away as the soldier states. "Sir, if we leave now, they'll just follow us back to headquarters!" Felix throws his head in agitation. "Aw shit, someone get me some explosives!" I cock and eyebrow. Before glancing at the crumbly cave around me. Realizing what he had planned. Oh, they're gonna seal the tunnel.
Everything is a blur. But Wash is back on his feet. Everyone's shouting to him to get to the tunnel, to hurry we're sealing it. But he turns away. And Freckles slams goods foot down. The action causing the unstable cave to shake violently. I stumble back but not in time, as a large rock collides heavily with my head.
Knocking me out cold.
Why is it I spend so much time injured and knocked out in this world?
::Author Note::
I'm going to be totally honest with you guys, so please don't hate me. But this story to me really isn't that important.
I wrote it mainly to get rid of writers block, and I didn't expect anyone to read it. Now it seems to be my most popular story.
Don't get me wrong, I have NO intention of deleting it. And I do have it Moderately planned out. But for the most part, I'm going off improve. So I apologize if done chapters, "Like this one" Suck ass.
I'll try to do better on my next one, honestly. That's always my goal is to do better on the next one. But, this one sucks in the meantime.
But hey, If you like Felix, Or York check out my story Feet First. It's a Felix Love story, and a York one, as she believes Felix is dead, and tries to get over him and junk. Check it out.
And if you like Washington or Felix, check out my story I am A soldier. It's the one I'm, Most proud of. It's story line is full of twists and turns, treachory and romance. So yeah. Toodles.
