Author's Note: Next up, Caboose! Caboose will have some sanity in here, but it will have slight humour as well.

Loss

Caboose's POV

Caboose was sitting on the top floor of Blue base, a sad expression on his face. He was sad, because Church had snapped at him when he asked why the Aliens were attacking.

"Why does Church get angry so much...All I wanted was to be his friend." He sniffed.

Caboose looked up at a hand on his shoulder. Tucker was there, smiling.

"Caboose, you wanted to be Church's friend, right? Well, to be honest, I think Church values as a friend. He just doesn't like to show it. Do him a favour...Don't die Caboose. He needs you to keep him sane." Tucker walked off, whistling somthing.

Caboose's face brightened into a smile.

Caboose jumped down into the middle area of the base, smiling to Church. Church still looked angry, but that wasn't anything new. Caboose wished he was a better friend to Church.

"Church...?" He said quietly.

"What do you want Caboose!" Church said angrily.

"Um..uh...Be careful." Caboose said quickly and walking away.

"Uh...You too, Caboose." Church said this with a kinder voice.

Thirty Minutes later, they were all assembeled in front of the Base. The Alien army was vast, gigantic. Church was looking dertermined, as was Tex. Tucker's arms were shaking. Tucker's son, Junior, was hidden in the caves, so he wouldn't be discovered by the Alien troops. Caboose knew where his place was...

He ran over to Sheila, brightly saying "Hello, Sheila."
Sheila's man gun swerved, and looked at Caboose.

"Hello Private Caboose. I see you're going to be using me in the coming battle. You do understand what might happen, correct." To her intense suprise, Caboose nodded.

"I'm going to fight, and I know I might die. But I'm going to suvuive, so I can be Church's best friend."
If Sheila could smile, Caboose thought she would have right then. Clambering inside the canopy, Caboose ajusted the controls. It had been a while since he'd been in here...

And soon, the battle was joined. Caboose was appearing to be killing the bulk of the enemies, mostly because he was running them over more then shooting them. A huge dark blue tank was in front of him, and he fired the cannon, making it explode in a brilliant shower of blue fire. Several times, he saved other members of Red and Blue Teams, such as when Grif was almost trampled by several Aliens, or when Church was about to get blasted by a tank.

Caboose was joyfully saying how easy the battle was, he didn't see the Alien sneak up behind him. It pulled out a plama grenade, and stuck it to Sheila's engine.

"Attention Private Caboose, alert, alert!"
"Wha...?" Caboose hadn't even started talking when Sheila ejected him from the canopy. And, to his imense horror, Sheila exploded in a firestorm of metal, fire, and earth.

"No...Sheila...why..why...SHEEEEILAAAA!" Caboose screamed.

Everything he'd never noticed in his life, his anger, his hatred, his power, his strength, everything was boiling to the surface, as a massive rage. He ran forwards, grabbing a Alien. With his enormous strength, he tore it apart with his bare hands. He was fighting with fists, taking down Alien, more and more. He became aware of the screaming around him, but he didn't care. He just wanted to avenge Sheila. The screaming became more distinct, and a enemy airship was flying towards him.

It collided with him. It had dragged him upwards, Caboose still holding unto the front of it. In one fluid motion, he slipped beind the driver canopy, threw the Alien out, and climbed in. He seemed to instantly understand the controls. He looked up through the viewscreen, and saw a massive vehcile (A Scarab) baring down on the battle. Caboose was charging towards it, his speed picking up, moving so fast pieces of the airship were flying off. He yelled as the impact came towards him, knowing he would have saved lives by doing this selfless act.

"THIS IS FOR YOU CHURCH!"

And as Caboose collided with the Scarab, he had a distinct feeling of peace. There was a flash of blue light, and the Scarab exploded. Caboose was still alive, but he was falling through the air, One hundred metres in the air. He was falling, his armour burnt, and he said his last words.

"I didn't think it would end this way...Tucker...Sheila...Church...I'm sorry...I couldn't keep my promise to help you..." Caboose mumbled.
Caboose closed his eyes as he smashed the ground, shattering his spine as he landed. He looked up at the sky, which seemed to be getting brighter. He was tired...incredibly tired. He saw a blue light fly towards him, and the distant sound of his name being joyfully called.

"Mom? Dad?...Church?"
Caboose became one with the light, and that was all.

Next Chapter: Grif's POV