Red vs. Blue: Beginnings

Chapter 5-Band of 'Brothers'

Blue Team

"Tucker…I'm dying aren't I?" whispered Church feebly, still recovering from his bullet wound.

"Are you?" asked Tucker hopefully. "Hurry up then pal, I've got my whole life ahead of me, I can have the joy of experiencing it without you."

"Oh shut up you prick, thanks for making it clear that I'm not dying, that I have to spend more of my time in this damn canyon with you people."

"Yeah, you're definitely gonna be fine," muttered Tucker, looking as if Christmas had been cancelled. "But seriously dude, what made you think you were dying in the first place?"

Church turned to face Flowers, who was continuing to fire at the reds; "The fact that our captain is actually shooting at the enemy and yelling like a maniac while he's at it. For some reason I thought that reality couldn't be so twisted unless you were dying."

Tucker also turned to face Flowers, finding himself mentally agreeing with Church's assessment. He'd worked with Flowers long enough to know that this wasn't normal. He was starting to exist outside the box-a very unpleasant feeling.

Red Team

"Ugh, I'm so ashamed," sighed the sergeant, as he took cover from Flowers's gunfire from behind a rock. After Griff had been hit, he and Simmons had dived for cover. "I'm actually taking cover from the gunfire of a damn blue!"

"There's nothing to be ashamed of sir," assured Simmons, who was taking cover behind the same rock. "That blue is using their flag after all, I'd say that you're doing a spectacular job given the circumstances, especially since-…"

"Son, what in Sam's hell is so important about the flag?"

Simmons blinked a few times. "Mmm, maybe command has kept you out of the loop sir. Obviously no fault of your own."

"Get to the point god dern it." Growled the sergeant.

"Err, ok. Well, you see… the flag… well…it's their color…so…um, yeah, err, that makes it…err, important!"

"Well son, I guess that makes sense. Thanks for explaining it to me. You're definitely gonna make me proud!"

"What? That didn't make a bit of sense!" yelled a voice. Simmons and the sergeant turned to see Griff was still lying on the ground where he'd originally been hit. "Why are you guys yaking on about flags instead of helping me?"

"What? You still alive?" asked the sergeant.

"Of course. A single bullet wound isn't going to kill me! Get over here!"

The sergeant looked down, as if considering his options. Only the sound of gunfire could be heard. "Err, sorry private," said the sergeant eventually. "I'm afraid that we're cut off by the gunfire. In the meantime, try squirming around silently.

"Sir, isn't that going to make him lose blood faster?" asked Simmons.

"Exactly." There was another period of silence, interrupted only by gunfire.

"Excellent plan sir!"

Blue Team

"Sorry this is taking so long fellas," said Flowers, who was now firing the battle rifle at a more controlled rate. Tucker was holding the flag for him while Church had managed to get back to his feet. "I'll try to finish this mission as quickly as possible. Hopefully the Reds won't suffer too much pain, even if they are the enemy."

"Yeah, whatever," murmured Church. "Just finish off the Reds quickly so we can get back to Blue Base.

"Huh? I thought that I was the one eager to get back to base," exclaimed Tucker. "You starting to-…"

"No Tucker, I'm not interested in rocks, I simply want to bet back to base to do something about the bullet in my shoulder, because it frickin hurts!"

Flowers suddenly stopped firing and turned to face Church, making him feel weak. Not from blood loss, but from the fear of what Flowers would do and/or say.

"Church, I've let you down again," he said.

"Huh?"

"I forgot all about your wound. I hope that you can forgive me.

Church didn't like where this was going. Err, sir-…"

"Private Tucker," exclaimed Flowers, ignoring Church. Help me get Private Church back to base for immediate medical treatment. There's no telling how much time he has left."

"Yes sir!" exclaimed Tucker. If they got back to base, he could get back to his rock.

"Capy, Tucker," said Flowers. "Sir is such a silly word."

"Ok… whatever Capy."

"Wait a minute," exclaimed Church. "We have one Red guy down and the other two on the ropes. I'm eager to get back to base too, but can't we finish off the Reds first, you know, so we can get out of this damn canyon?"

"This is no time for heroics lad," soothed Flowers. "We Blues are a band of brothers, we leave no man behind."

"That's the rangers sir," pointed out Church.

"Ok, so can we leave you then?" asked Tucker hopefully. "Especially since you're not a man anyway, but an arrogant, annoying prick?"

"Can it fucktard!"

Flowers sighed. "I see that blood loss is making you lash out private. "Don't worry though, we'll get you patched up."

"Fine," sighed Church. "But once we get back to base, can I borrow your pistol?" "One bullet in the clip will do."

Red Team

"Ha ha, that's right, you retreat ya blue bellied cowards!" exclaimed the sergeant, upon seeing the blue team head back to their own base.

"Yeah, suck it blue!" called Simmons. He turned to his superior. "We sure showed them, didn't we sir?"

"Damn right Simmons," responded the sergeant proudly. "You'll make a fine soldier."

"What? You guys didn't do anything!" exclaimed Griff, who'd got to his feet. "You guys just got lucky."

The sergeant sighed. "I think you mean unlucky, private."

"Really?" And under what basis is that?"

"We're unlucky that you're still alive and that we have to continue to put up with your presence." Griff faced the dirt of the canyon. "You don't have to be so mean," he whimpered.

Simmons put a hand on the sergeant's shoulder. "Don't worry sir, I feel your pain."

"Yeh…well, at least I've got you Simmons. "Let's head back inside, we have to finish the lesson on how to hate the blues." With that, they walked back into the base, leaving Griff outside.

"By the way guys, I'm fine. "Just thought I'd let you know."

Sorry this took so long to post, but my computer back home stuffed up and I'm currently on overseas holiday, using my friend's computer and writing this at 3am. Due to these factors, it may be hard for me to update in the near future. I also have to think up some new storylines for the series, along with working on other fan fiction works. Anyway, please R&R.