RVB CHAPTER 5!! OH YEAH! WARNING OF LANGUAGE AND GORE! I CROSSED A LOT OF BOUNDARIES FOR THIS CHAPTER!!
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Church glanced around him as he and his team reached the peak of the tallest point in the grassy Blood Gulch plains. They were about a hundred yards away. Tucker approached Church. He looked behind him at the poor soul in the aqua armor; nose bleeding, bumps all over his head, scrapes leaking crimson. Tucker's voice sounded muffled by his fat lip.
"Fun thime uh? Falling efery whith thway. I juth wanna thee Cabooth…..I …..I mith him…A lot." Church smiled inside his helmet.
"I do too buddy." He patted him on the back. He had never thought that Caboose had been the glue that held their team together and sane.
"I'll get you fixed up when we get back to base okay?" Tucker nodded, avoiding stressing his morphed voice further.
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Inside Donut's quarters, blood leaked onto the floor. Red liquid dripped from the splatters on the walls. But it didn't belong to Donut. It was Simmons' blood. Donut just stood in the hall blood on his freckled face, dripping off of his short blond hair. He stood, fists clenched teeth gritted.
"Fuck you Sarge……Fuck you all…I finally change for the better and you try to kill me off? The only sane one here?" Donut whispered those words with acid. His eyes flared, and he cocked his pistol again. "I wonder what you are without you kiss ass…." He hulked down the hall, towards Sarge.
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"Well…Here we are." Church announced. Along the way, Sister had complained her feet hurt, and she and Tex went back to the Blue Base. Tucker would've gone back if it wasn't for the sole purpose they were going. Church called into the Base.
"Hey! Uh…You guys called?" No answer.
Church walked in, cocking his gun. "Hello?" No answer.
"Sarge? Grif? Uh…Kiss ass? Guy with the pink armor?" No answer.
He dared to call.
"Caboose?" He felt a pang of guilt and sadness at calling out for the impossible. It was an obvious ambush. Then he heard muffled calls. He called to Tucker and ran down the dark corridors. He saw someone, though only a silhouette, rise from a kneeling position. On the floor were two crumpled mounds. Church could hear heavy breathing from the person. A near silent dripping sound started as the person turned to Church and Tucker.
"Come with me. I'll take you to Caboose."
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MJC sat in his quarters. He swung his legs back and forth childishly. When Donut had told him to go to his quarters, he looked really mad….Hm….I wonder if they have orange juice….He wondered, straightening his back. He slouched again. But Donut said not to leave until he came back….He said that my friends were coming….But I wish I could remember…I remember a lot…just…the past five months are blank… He pouted, hands on his cheeks, pondering what those missing moments could have been filled with…He only remembered that he was very, very happy. More so than anytime he could remember. He nudged a lock of blonde hair out of his face, and fluffed the brunette back of his head.
"I hope he comes back soon…." He murmured. MJC glanced to his boots, along with the remainder of his armor. He looked at the way the red melted gradually into yellow. It was so-
The door opened revealing a dark fuchsia armored Donut, covered in blood, along with another two- One in silver-blue armor, and one in aqua.
"CABOOSE!" Tucker caught the unexpecting private in a tight embrace. MJC, surprised pushed him away.
"Who are you?"
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Coming to a close now. Three chapters at most (hopefully). A sequel is pending. Just let me know.