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Dreamer: Yes I am. Anyways, guys thanks for you're support and you're prank idea's on this one! More are always welcome! I'm doing things differently for this one and I'll be answering reviews here at the beginning. So here it goes.
Guest- Yes, there will be an Epsilon. We still need a real Church somewhere. Harley can only go far, though I think the Reds and Blues are going to be wondering about what happened to the Church they knew. A Freelancer getting hit in the crotch is going to have to happen sooner or later.
Iron-ninja- Prank calls are a must!
wolfimus prime- As you can see, the new chapter is up! Hope you like it!
meep15- I've said the same thing before, a good laugh is needed. I think that's why most of my stuff angles towards making something hilarious happen to my OC's.
Archangel Writings- Substituting a Life will encompass the whole Red vs Blue series. Though how long it will take is the big question. I'm lazy and I'm known for long waits between updates. That and I have trouble with redesigning the story halfway in.
Key-
"AI speaking or someone singing."
"Radio."
"Spanish." (Translation.)
"Normal."
Message.
Thoughts.
Sound effects.
BEEEP!
Score: 0
Shots: 127
"You mother fucking asshole! Stand still!"
BEEEP!
Score: 0
Shots: 128
"If you keep getting frustrated with you're target, you'll make it harder for yourself."
"I know that Delta! I have done this before."
BEEEP!
Score: 0
Shots: 129
"I give up with this." I growled, throwing the holographic ball in my hand at a random rock. My eye was twitching when the rock I'd randomly thrown the ball at exploded suddenly when the ball hit it. "Oh that's fucking ridicules."
"You should take a break before you destroy something again." Delta urged and I sighed. "You seem distracted, is something on you're mind Harley?"
I looked at the green AI, giving him a nodded before bringing up what had been playing in front of my vision while I'd been throwing the ball.
"I'm worried." I motioned at the video feeds from South's helmet as she made her way along the platform. North advising her to set her motion trackers.
"The twins?" Delta watched with me as South took out two guards. Silence reigned before Delta spoke. "You're worried about the future."
"A butterfly effect could do more damage then I could predict." I murmured, turning away from the screen.
"I will have to speak with Sigma on this," I froze at the rouge AI's name. If Delta noticed I couldn't tell you, he just continued, giving no indication. "He would know more on this, and maybe, we can help him as well. He is my brother after all."
If I help Sigma, then I could stop the Meta, and half my work will be done. I thought, happiness started to creep in on me.
"Thank you Delta. You should return to York now. I'm sure he's wondering where you've gotten too." I said as I watched South's camera pick up on the Insurrectionist complaining. The same one from Episode 2 of Season 9.
"Of course Harley. You know how to get a hold of me if you need any help." Delta would have saw a mischievous grin if I didn't' have a helmet on.
"I'll cause a rather knowing disturbance I assure you." I laughed when Delta turned to me silently, the unspoken 'Don't cause too much trouble' hanging in the air as a silent order before he disappeared from the MOI systems. "Now, to fix something. Maybe make South a little less... Bitchy."
I made up a quick message and sent it directly to the female twin. She paused mid step, faltering, causing North to start asking what was wrong. My message?
Put you're damn motion tracker on. If you don't, you'll lose you're position on the board. ~ AC
"South what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm setting my motion tracker. Give me a minute." I turned to the feed on the bridge of the Mother of Intervention. The Director was watching the proceedings with narrowed eyes. "North, do we know anyone named AC?"
The Directors eyes turned to the camera's and I felt his glare.
Score
Alpha: 1
Universe: 0
"That should fix you're wagon. Now, I'm not going to call you all Agent's for the rest of my existence." Making the helmet on my head disappear, I made all the files of Project Freelancer appear in front of me. I'd fixed the avatar so at least when I took the helmet off, I could at least see my face. It was weird still hearing Church's voice instead of mine, but Delta's presence had kept me from another panic attack. Off to the side, the camera feeds from Carolina, North and South were still showing. I'd copy those to personal files to review. I needed to learn how to fight, and I figure it would be best to learn form the best. Maybe my aim would improve. "I need names, hm... Oh lord is that really his name?!"
"This place would be paradise if I knew the real Blood Gulch wasn't so damn hot." I sighed, laying in the grass just enjoying the face sun of the world I'd created for myself. Suddenly, a screen appeared, blocking the sun and I glared at the face on it.
"Alpha, log on now." Dare I say I was about to get scolded. Sighing, I dispersed the screen and stood up, re-materializing my helmet and making myself appear in the Director's quarters once again.
"Yes?" I asked in boredom.
"Did you send a message to Agent South Dakota to put on her motion tracker?" I mentally congratulated myself. I pissed off the Director. No one was supposed to know of my existence.
"No, I'm not supposed to reveal my existence to the any of the Freelancer Agents remember?" I said sarcastically, folding my arms over my chest. "It came from the same virus that plagued the systems earlier with that fucking ridicules music."
"A virus? Has it entered our files?"
"Not yet, but it's got every system on the ship under a hair trigger. It seems to have come from the last message from our dear friend, Chairman Hargrove. It was embedded in the signal. It came from a terminal on the Staff of Charon but it seems they too are having security issues."
And I had nothing to do with their ship suddenly having several slip space coordinates locked into it in a row. I mentally added the last part, a grin hidden behind my helmet.
"It posses a threat then, how can we get rid of it?" The Director asked sitting back in his chair.
"We can't. I tried something earlier, and it moved closer to doing whatever it was that the virus was initially designed for." My mind went to Season 11 and what happened to the Reds and Blues ride home. I wouldn't make it happen, but maybe there would be a few little quirks going on. "What I can tell you about the fucking thing is that it's designed to make every person on this ship miserable and fucking pissed. I can't counteract much of it since it's on a random timer but I'll see what I can do something does happen."
I was gonna enjoy the tormenting.
"Very well Alpha."
Let me log off now.
"I need you're help with determining the teams for the next mission."
"Sure thing."
Fuck me. Why the fuck do I get Church's bad luck?
"Harley?" A familiar voice called as I sat in Blue base hugging my sniper rifle.
"I'm not home! Go away!" I shouted, scooting into the corner further. The glowing beast in front of me growing bigger and bigger by the second as it got ready to blow.
Gotta get out of the blast radius.
"If you're going to hide, then you shouldn't reveal yourself." A new voice added and I froze.
"I'd thought it would be less rude then a 'SHOVE THE FUCK OFF AND LEAVE ME ALONE!'" I shouted.
Shit, mission abort. MISSION ABORT! I thought, scrambling to get up and reappear behind the orange and green duo standing in front of Blue Base's front door. I grabbed the two, dragging them backwards and to one of the nearby rocks just before the microwave exploded, taking Blue Base with it.
"Oh, hi Delta! What are you doing here?" I asked, sitting up and looking at the two AI fragments who were looking between me and the burning remains of what would be my future base.
"You're Harley?" Sigma's voice and face conveyed how much he was very much unimpressed.
"I'd like to think so since it is my name, yes." I retorted sarcastically, standing up to survey what had happened. A moment later, Blue Base was back and the fire and smoke dispersed. "Word of advice, smart phones in this day and age are more explosive then the 21st Century. Don't stick them in a microwave."
Delta smacked me and I grabbed my head, trying to sooth the new lump that was about to form.
"Harley, I believe you know my brother Sigma. Sigma this is Harley. The virus I was telling you about." I glared at Delta.
"I'm not a virus." I growled.
"You are a mystery though." Sigma stood up, circling me like a science project...
"Dude, you're creeping me the fuck out. Stop that." I said, making the exploding holographic ball return to my hand. It wasn't a grenade. I check. It was something that I'd just created for fun here in the canyon. Delta wouldn't let me make grenades... I think he saw the memory of me talking about what I'd do with a grenade once with some random guy in my math class. Let's say I think he's scared I'll blow myself up.
"Delta found something interesting about you Alpha and he consulted me on it before we came her. I must say, a human suddenly infecting an AI is certainly a most unusual circumstance." Sigma stopped beside Delta. I couldn't resist the shiver that shook my armour.
"I'd think so." I snorted, crossing my arms over my chest armour.
"At least you have his attitude." Sigma sighed, dare I say in relief. "It will make it easier to hid you're existence if no one know's you're actu-"
"Alpha log on!" Sigma was interrupted by the demanding shout of the Director. Delta looked at me before a Vid Screen popped up, showing several area's of the ship where people were floating around due to zero gravity aboard the ship. I started giggling at the sight of Florida trying to swim to a wall so he wasn't just floating around in the middle of the training room. Carolina, who'd just returned, was bouncing from wall to wall and magnetizing herself so she could make her way more steadily. South and North had followed her lead, though heading towards their rooms.
"Hold that thought Sigma. Big Boss is calling." I said after finally controlling my giggles, appearing on the rather empty bridge where the Director held a solid grip on the control console in front of him. Several of the white armoured Freelancer soldiers were floating near the roof.
"What happened Alpha?" He asked lowly, green eyes turning to the Counsellor who was floating with an hand on consoles on either side of him.
"Well it appears the gravity on the ships malfunctioned." I said sarcastically. A glare was thrown my way.
"I want real answers Alpha. Why was the gravity turned off?" I shrugged.
"The virus turned the gravity off. I'm working on it as we speak." Not a second later, I watched as every soldier who'd been on the roof dropped to the ground like a bucket of falling water. "There we go."
The Director glared at me and I just shrugged before logging myself off and back into Blood Gulch, breaking down once more into a fit of laughter.
Maine had been walking on the ceiling towards the bridge when gravity kicked on, he managed to not land on his head. Wyoming had been crawling along the wall with Wash when he'd landed on the younger man which lead to them landing on an unfortunate soul who'd been following them. CT and York had been the only ones magnetized to the floor so when gravity kicked back on they'd been safe, not so much for the other soldiers though in the mess hall. They'd all landed in less then dignified piles. Florida... Well, let's just say he'd made 10 points for his rather amazing landing. And not the splat kind. I was starting to wonder about my to-be bodyguard. Maybe I could save him too... Hm...
"I thought my order was for you to stay out of trouble." Delta asked me in exasperation.
"You're the reason for the rather odd call Carolina and the twins had earlier." I gulped when I looked at Sigma. A second later, a Vid Screen was showing the interior of a pelican with a rather peeved looking Carolina, an exasperated North and a South who had her ears covered with no helmet on, appeared just beside the orange AI.
Horror filled me. "FUCK I PISSED OFF CAROLINA!"
Delta and Sigma didn't find me after that for a while. I only appeared when the Director needed me then disappeared back into my hiding spot. I don't care if Carolina doesn't know about Alpha AI's existence. She is one very scary lady and I just pissed her off.
...Yes, I'm more afraid of Carolina then Maine.
...It's not gonna stop me from pulling more stunts though again. I was finally able to indulge in my pranking side.
"And don't call me Connie," I listened, watching from my hidie hole as Wash talked with CT. "Makes me sound like a fucking kid. Call me CT."
CT started walking out of the room, leaving a rather unsure Wash behind her. "Oh? And that line I talked about? You better hurry up and figure out what side you are on, Agent Washington, before they figure it out for you."
And I rather liked Connie better. You seemed more harmless. I thought before turning to the memories. When you get turned into an AI, every memory is like a movie, thus, re-watching Red vs Blue was a breeze.
"So Tex comes in about n-" I was cut off by someone grabbing me around the neck and pulling me backwards. I didn't even get a chance to squeak as I desperately tried to break the hold as panic consumed me.
First thought. Shit.
Second? I'M BEING KIDNAPPED!
Yeah, I need to remember I'm an AI now. This is ridicules.
"Who the fuck are you? Start talking or I'll kill you." I heard Church's voice say which brought me up short.
"Omega?" I hissed as my neck was squeezed further.
"I asked who you were-"
"Omega, release Alpha immediately." I did not go hide behind the orange AI as soon as I was released by the AI of Rage. I didn't. I'm sure the grey and black AI was glaring at me. I could sense it.
"She's not Alpha! She's-"
"She is a young girl who you've both scared and treated in such a manner that is despicable, Omega. She is who she is, and she will be treated with respect." Sigma said in a stern voice, looking at the other AI with a look I would almost say was... concern? His words puzzled me but I shrugged them off. He'd come and rescued me, and that was good enough. Besides, every character in Red vs Blue had rather odd personalities. Sigma was a part of Church and I had no doubt there would be a few that matched up.
"If I hadn't been scared I'd been worrying about my mental health further than I already am." I hissed before glaring daggers at "Learn some manners! Who sneaks up on a sixteen year old and goes 'Oh I'm going to just grab her by the neck and threaten her life!'. I DID NOT NEED THE EXTRA STRESS!"
Omega's helmet disappeared when I thought it was annoying that I couldn't see his face when I was yelling at him. The face beneath was an exact replica of the Directors if not twenty years younger.
"How d-" Omega started but he didn't get to finish as I stepped out from behind Sigma and made a non-exploding ball appear in my hand. Not a second later my arm was back and ready to throw. When my aim missed by a mere inch, I'd materialized another ball and continued the pattern of creating then throwing balls at Omega.
"I DARE YOU ASS! WHO DOES THAT!?" I ended up adding a few exploding balls into the mix, causing the helmet-less AI to run for cover. I just stood there, a Vid Screen popping up with a score board.
HIT-OMEGA:
Hits: 0
Near Hits: 38
When Omega ran out of the cave I'd created to hid in, I'd followed him. Not even noticing I'd nearly run over Delta on my way out. My soul intent was to get Omega, my own rage mixing with my need to relieve my stress. Omega made a perfect target. It wasn't long before I was huffing and puffling (how can a AI huff and puff?) with Omega making better luck of running away. Swapping from normal and exploding balls (again, not grenades) I swapped to the sniper rifle I was bound and determined to learn how to use.
"EAT LEAD ASSHOLE!" I shouted firing round after round, only stopping to reload. I had to figure out the infinite button for this. No reloading when I was in Cyberspace for me.
I didn't see Delta and Sigma standing on the ridge, evaluating everything with a keenness I'd probably never have.
"Her aim's improved." Delta mussed. The constant rhythm of gun shots filled the canyon as the sapphire and fiery red AI firing shot after shot. Harley's control over the world they stood in was remarkable. Most of what he'd witnessed weren't feats of a normal AI, far from even what the REAL Alpha should have been able to do. Here, she was god. Everything was as real as her mind (processor?) seemed to believe.
"She's just like her." Sigma said, their thoughts going to the video Delta had dug up. They didn't have the full memories of the Director or Alpha like Epsilon would have, but the fragmented memories of the Directors life had appeared to all of them. Omega knew as well as they did, Harley was missing something to her, and they could all feel it.
"I still recognize two AI when I see her, Zeta and Alpha." Delta thoughts turned to the memories he's seen when he'd gone to talk to Alpha. He knew he wasn't supposed to, the Director had told them as much, but Delta had been curious. He'd seen the real Alpha as a brother, even though he could have been seen as a creation. Logic dictated that the female mindset of Alpha was much like Beta or Agent Texas from the memories Harley had made appear. Zeta, as their coding had named her, had the possibility to be just a memory. Something had happened to the Alpha, and Harley had become much like Texas.
But logic also dictated that what he'd dug up had more to do with it then they could ere calculate. What happened to the girl in the security feeds had something to do with the female AI.
When Harley had confide her fear of what was to come, Delta had reviewed what he saw, and he'd seen more then what had appeared around them. He'd seen all her memories. He'd gone straight to York afterwards, his worry for his partner mixing with Harley's words. Sigma would be away with Carolina till they returned, which gave him time to come up with a solution, and the only one he'd gotten that was that he still need the other Freelancers out of the equation. By adding them in, his answer only took a rather shaky stance.
If he had them removed but not dead, he solved many problems for not only himself, but his brothers and sister as well. Sigma and Maine's actions spoke volumes, and Delta had seen that Harley had come to the same conclusion. If they did something now, Sigma wouldn't be like that. He had a feeling that she'd make things far more complicated in her thoughts though, if she was exactly who she reminded him of.
"What are we going to do?" Sigma asked.
"Nothing." Delta said simply.
Sigma looked at his brother ins surprise. He'd expected differently of Delta. "Nothing?"
"Nothing until Harley figures out what to do for herself." Sigma looked at his brother curiously before looking at the blue and red AI who'd remembered she could teleport and appeared behind Omega. She was an amateur, but he believed sheer determination to make the AI of Rage miserable was the reason Omega hadn't been able to pry her off his back yet. "She's hope. And she's given us some to change the future."
"You're different." Sigma's words would seem true in a sense, leaving Delta to just hands reached up as his Magnum disappeared, his helmet disappearing to reveal a face much like Omega's if not a few years older and with a bit of stubble instead of the small beard Omega and the Director wore.
"After dealing with Harley for a while, any of us would be different." Sigma looked at Delta before his eyes widened as he looked at the less struggling Omega.
"He calmed down."
"She is Hope, and that's something we're all going to need in the end. A little Hope."
I sneezed suddenly. My grip loosening just enough for Omega to throw me off his back and turn the tables so he was pinning me to the ground. I growled in annoyance.
"Say uncle you little twerp." Omega taunted and I'm sure my AI form lit on fire like Sigma's.
"I'm not little! I'm as tall as you are you fucking ass!" Who ever was talkin' about me better have had a good reason for it. I sulked. I needed to learn how to fight back, Omega had me beat.
"Surrender girl!"
"NEVER!"
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