Disclaimer: I do not own Halo or Red vs Blue. End of Story.

Author's Disclaimer: A slight deviation, but as the story progresses the Alpha's are going to be important, so I think they deserve one chapter to themselves before they arrive at Blood Gulch.

Location: 300 km East of Blood Gulch

It was night and the Pelican was sailing across the arid, desolate plains that made up the area surrounding Blood Gulch. This was n ordinary Pelican. They were nicknamed by the marines MOAP's, Mothers of All Pelicans, and only 10 were in service. Unlike most, they had the ability to fire missiles, which were slung under the wings, and had hanger space for three Warthogs and a Scorpion Tank, as well as the eleven men and women that called Lighting 1, as it was named, home.

The Alpha Team had always existed, the best in Spec-Ops that humanity had to offer. The mere possibility of their presence had once even sent a Covenant force into rout. However the official Alpha Team had died when the Covenant attacked Reach, half a world away from Masterchief and the Pillar of Autumn they had fought till the end and killed ten times their number in Covenant. So when the time came, a new Alpha Team had been selected. These soldiers were the best there was in their fields. Some were mercenaries, others soldiers in the Corps, there was even a convict.

Once the best munitions man in the Corps, Alpha 7 had been imprisoned following his rebellion with a sect that fought or the Covenant. Despite being on death row, when Masterchief had found hi transcripts, he had demanded his immediate release before being charged into his care. Since then Alpha 7, call sign "Grunt" due to his relationship with the Covenant, had been completely loyal to the mission, which didn't stop Masterchief and the rest of the new Alpha Team from watching his every move. Currently, Grunt was inspecting the vehicles and getting his green armour dirty with oil as he checked his Scorpion tank's main gun, under the watchful eye of Masterchief of course, as he was also the team's mechanic.

The other soldiers were inspecting their weapons and checking that their armour was sound. They were a collection of soldiers who during their career had held down forces against Covenant invasion, infiltrated human sects and assassinated their leaders, but never had they been called to an act as immense as the genocide of two whole armies. Most of the other Alpha's were professional soldiers, but two of them were mercenaries, hired by Masterchief to help in the mission.

Alpha 3 and Alpha 10 detested each other. Alpha 3 was arrogant, self centred and believed himself o be the best there was, which was almost true. His accent had gained him the call sign "Pom", but most knew Alpha 3 by his reputation as the bounty hunter, Wyoming. He had accepted the job immediately when he had seen how much he was being paid, but he also had other reasons, but those had been buried beneath layers of memories by heavy conditioning before he left on the mission.

Alpha 10, on the other hand was not so much a bounty hunter, as a gun for hire. Thanks to the Spartan Training Process, Alpha 10 was capable of taking down an entire squad of Marines, no sweat. However the abilities came at a price. Alpha 10 was all but controlled by the AI that had enhanced her combat abilities. Alpha 10 was essentially a prisoner in her own body. The AI had broken them out of the Spartan Training Camp, and since then had wreaked havoc across the battlefield of the Red Vs Blue Civil War. Call sign "Tex", she was the team's expert on the war, and thanks to the AI in her brain, was as tough as nails. She hated Wyoming because of his smugness and his arrogance, and Wyoming hated her because she didn't like him.

The Chief kept watching Alpha 7 when Cortana piped in. She had spent the last few hours analysing everything on the Re Command computers, from phone bills, to Intel reports searching for anything else about the Red Base at Blood Gulch.

"Chief, listen to this. The message that the general sent to Blood Gulch, it still hasn't been listened to."

"You mean that we still have the element of surprise?"

"Not only that, but the people there don't even know that someone's out to get their armies."

"You're joking me."

"No. They didn't answer the message the or even listen to according to the phones database. It keeps tabs on messages sent and received."

"This is perfect. They won't know what hit them."

"Chief, I suggest that we focus on the Red Base first. If they do listen to the message before we arrive, they might be prepared."

"Sounds logical"

"Of course it does. I thought of it"

Cortana returned to inspecting the databases, while the chief left Alpha 7's side, and prepared to inform the whole team of their good fortune. He still hoped there would be some resistance, some challenge when he arrived though.

Location: Blood Gulch (Outpost Number One)

"Hey Grif, I can lick my elbow"

"Shut up Donut"

Next chapter will probably see the arrival of the Alpha's at Blood Gulch, where finally we get to see the Blues. It will be released as soon as I decide what will happen. Please review and tell me if you like the new characters. They will play a larger role in part of the conflict, at least for while, depending on your review.