Chapter Two, Arrival

Chapter Written by Dachsund on Rooster Teeth and Edited by Yours Truly!

Indy walked down the hall with his helmet tucked his under arm towards the docking bay to meet Washington and Rhode. With him he carried a shotgun and an SMG equipped with a silencer.

As he maneuvered through the halls he noticed that some guards were staring at him. He heard chatter of how old he was often and now was no exception. It was rare that freelancers became as old as he did and remained in the force. Most of the time they were retired by his age, sitting somewhere and waiting to die, but Indy wouldn't allow that to happen to himself. He wasn't going without a fight.

He walked through the docking bay doors and spotted Rhode checking her weapons. By her expression, her gun appeared jammed. He decided to assist her. "Come on you piece of sh-" He cut her off gently with a slight smirk.

"Hey, you kiss your mother with that mouth?" She chuckled and Indy took the rifle and with a few swift movements, had the barrel clear.

"Where did you learn to do that?" she asked with a slightly fascinated gleam.

"It's not important, where's Wash?" She put her helmet on and retrieved her pistol from her leg.

"He's already on the ship waiting for us, by the way I-" Wash started shouting for them to hurry it up from the pelican.

"You can tell me later, come on." He walked off as she gave him a sigh and shook her head, but followed after him.

"About time you decided to join us again, Indiana," wash said with a tone suggesting smugness, but maybe a bit of true happiness. That always made Indy mad, he never liked the jobs he had to do, one more year or so and he planned to retire.

"I'm here for my pay, when the job is done, I'm disappearing again." They stared at each other for awhile in a bit of a confounding way before Wash walked to the cockpit silently.

"Bro? You're leaving the organization?" she questioned, having never understood why her brother had such a problem with other freelancers and the Director. He never told anyone about what happened to him, but he left clues, just no one could figure it out.

He put his helmet on and so did Rhode and Wash. Indy took notice of a turret out of the corner of his eye and helped himself as she looked at him and asked. "Do you really think something bad will happen?"

"I like to be prepared for the worst." Some soldiers were being brought with them, which Indy never liked, and this caused him to feel more cautious and naturally more distrustful.

*An hour later*
They arrived at their destination in a matter of hours. The pilot---who had taken Wash's place----announced and everyone prepared their weapons.

Click, shup.

They docked the ship and they all filed out of the pelican and onto the supposed abandoned ship.

"Split up into two teams: Indy you're with alpha squad, Rhode your with me and bravo. Move out!" Wash commanded and everyone split into their groups and departed. As he jogged alongside Rhode, his weapon readied, he spoke to her. "How do you get along with him so much?" He's just sticking his nose where it doesn't belong, she thought.

"He's my brother, Wash, we're supposed to be looking out for each other." Wash glanced at her with a slight glare.

"But just think, you two are nothing alike. He's an old man and you're a soldier." Rhode glowered in his direction now, in a state of disbelieve he was doing this right now.

"He's my brother and I love him, that simple."

"Oh come on, if he loved you, then he wouldn't have gone into the desert and never even wrote to you." They could hear his echo throughout the ship despite the calmness he kept. Embarrassed enough, Rhode pinned him up against the wall and spoke in a hiss.

"Go fuck yourself, Wash." And with that, she went ahead alone.

*Meanwhile with Indy*

"Jennings go scout ahead." He got no response and frowned, searching around a moment. "Hey Jennings? Hey, where's Jennings!?" Everyone searched around, but all that was left was gun and a puddle of blood. Obviously that wasn't a good sign.

They heard guns going off behind the door ahead and rushed towards it. Only a moment later had they breached it. Indy pointed his turret at everyone in the room until a female soldier pointed a gun back at him.

"Drop the turret or I drop you," she commanded.

*To be Continued*

It's a lot shorter than the last one, but don't worry, I'll be sure to make my chapters longer than his. Hope you all enjoy! Review and tell us what you think!