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Kale's room the next morning
To say Kale was stressed was an understatement. As he paced around the room a thousand things ran through his mind. "Where should I start? How will they react? How will 479er murder me if she finds out what I did?" He was referring to a certain favor he had asked the Director. He wanted to see how badly the pilot would react when she was in one of his more famous pranks. Little to say...Kale knew why the Director was smiling. If the Director didn't kill him 479er would be next in line.
Flashback
It was early that morning 5:30 am when the event occurred. 479er had just woken up and grabbed her piloting gear and went into the hanger of the Mother of Invention. As she walked into the hanger she found the other pilots backing away from her slowly. she just nudged this off as a people knew of her high temper in the morning. As she walked up to the bay where her pelican was stored she screamed bloody murder. The pelican was absolutely bubblegum pink. It had graffiti written on it saying stuff like "Barbie girl" and "The love pelican". She than went to check on the security cameras to see who to murder. Only to storm off into another rage when the security footage mysteriously disappeared. The councilor had told him this morning while getting a profile of his abilities.
End Flashback
Kale gulped and rubbed the back of his head. Truth of the matter was he usually was not a prankster. He usually hung out with the pranksters back at school. But on occasion his talents were called on to put his skills to the was currently trying to decide where to start with his DVDs. He thought of the backlash that it might have if he picked the wrong one. He stopped as he heard a knock from his door. "Come on in Director I am almost ready." Instead of the Director C.T walks on inside with her helmet off her hair in a ponytail.
"Oh were you expecting someone else?" She says smirking at him. "Hope you don't mind if im out of uniform. I wanted to let you know that we weren't all robots under this armor." She laughs a bit at her own joke. "My names Connie but most people call me C.T. I don't think we've met yet." She holding out a hand smiling. Kale shakes her hand and smiles seeing a friendly face...or a face in general.
"Thanks C.T nice to meet you. I was just preparing something for the Director and you guys for later." She looks down at the DVDs an picks one up. "So this is the big skeleton in the closet for you huh?" She winks at Kale and he blushes a bit. "I got a lot of secrets C.T this is a big one but not my best." She wraps an arm around Kale and smiles brightly. "Well if you need anyone to talk with im here." C.T puts the case down slowly scanning her eyes over it. She leaves the room waving as she goes.
Kale's heart starts to beat a bit faster. Did C.T just try and flirt with him? That's what Kale's thought process was for the next few moments. He shakes his head and rubs his forehead. "Great just fantastic Kale you are already screwing over the ti-" He stops and slowly feels around his back. Kale feels something stuck to the back of his shirt and pulls it off. It was a small barely noticeable chip. C.T had just tried to bug him. Kale then realized where he was. He was on a ship full of elite soldiers, spies and future psychopaths. He needed to watch his god damn toes. He got his green hoodie and walked outside the door with his DVD of choice.
The Training Floor observation deck
The Director had Alpha recalibrate some of the systems on the training floor to turn the training room into a temporary movie theater. Kale told the Director that he had to meet Alpha in private to discuss what a great job he did. He agreed and left Kale in the observation room above the training floor to talk with him in private. He popped up with his usual hologram form. "Hey look at that its mister magic in the flesh. What do you want?" He says in his obvious grouchy attitude. "Well first off I wanted to thank you for the whole movie theatre thing. Good job." Alphas hologram looked at me a bit surprised or as surprised as a hologram can look. "Oh well thanks I guess I mean it wasn't really that hard." Kale smiled at him and looked around. "Hey Alpha...I want you to watch these videos with us as well."
The hologram flickered for a moment making calculations on if it should go or not. "Well I can just watch from the computer system here if you want." Kale looked at Alpha for a moment and then sighed. "Well I actually had a better idea in mind." Alpha came a bit closer to him. "What would that be genius?" Kale smirked at him slyly. "Alpha by any chance do you have a way to...implant yourself in me? If so I want you to do that."
Alpha looked at me very quietly. "The Director would probably notice that im gone Kale." Kale put his hand on his head for a second then snapped his fingers. "Can you make a backup of yourself to fool him?" Alpha started to make some more calculations. "It would be able to fool him for maybe a day or two. But even if I could we can't just implant myself in you. Doing that might seriously mess up your mind. Why do you even want me with you anyway?"
I pull out the bug that C.T had tried to put on me earlier. I smashed it the first chance I got but kept it just in case. "Alpha right now your probably the only one that I can trust on this ship. I need help and protection from something like this. So are you absolutely sure there's no way I can take you around with me?"
Alpha flickered again then sighed. "Okay...there is one way we might be able to do this. You see that armor over there?"
Training Floor main room
On the floor agent Every freelancer was there. Thier helmets off but not out of body armor. While Maine and North set up the chairs South, C.T, Washington and York were talking with each other. "So should we trust this guy? I mean I haven't met him yet but he sounds okay." Wash says innocently. South groans and rubs her head her hair getting messy. "You really are on the leaderboard only for that armor aren't you?" She was referring to Washington's new armor that had an E.M.P as his equipment. "Even with it your still least ranked on the leaderboard." Wash frowned at her and York pat him on the back. "Don't worry Wash we're just teasing you." He turns to South and stares. She rolls her eyes at York. "Fine im sorry Wash happy?" She says obviously not meaning it.
"Don't let her get to you Wash" C.T says frowning at South's behavior. Washington sighed and looked at C.T "Thanks Connie...what do you think of the new guy?" She narrows her eyes for a moment. "I can't say much Wash. Other than his name and age we don't know all that much about him. He has way to many secrets and I don't like it." She crosses her arms together.
Wash turns over to York who was watching the scene. "Okay then whats your opinion on the guy York?" York looks around thinking for the moment. "I don't think he wanted to be here. But hey I could be wrong. Besides the only time I actually talked to him is when South made him pass out." He pointed at South and smiled. South growled in anger but as the Director and Carolina walked onto the floor.
"Hello agents I suppose you are wondering why you are all here today?" The freelancers shuffled a bit on the floor and but didn't break eye contact It seems our guest has...a presentation for us to watch. Carolina if you would be so kind as to fetch our guest?" She nodded with a "Yes sir" and walked to the observation room.
"Agents I want you to know that the inform you that the information you are about to receive could be extremely hazardous to the project if this fell into the wrong hands. I do not want you to discuss it without my permission. I do not want you mentioning it to anyone outside the project. Finally if you have any questions will have to answer them. Understood?" They all nodded at once. "Good. Now if all questions are done being asked then please take a seat." Most of the freelancers got into their chairs in pairs, North with South, Wyoming and Maine, C.T and Washington and finally York saving a seat for Carolina when she got back. When she did get back she looked pretty miffed.
Kale was walking right behind her but inside of his shirt was a clearly visible green chest plate. Unknown to everyone else but Kale Alpha had installed himself into the armor. As he walked behind Carolina who was mumbling about stealing freelancer property the Director raised an eyebrow. " is there a reason you chose to wear armor to this?" Kale thinks for a moment then gestures to the other freelancers. "I thought this was the dress code around here. Plus I think I might need a little protection if this gets out of hand." Some of the more veteran soldiers tensed up at this.
Kale steps in front of everyone while Carolina sat down next to York.
"Now listen even though I know you don't trust me...please watch these and listen." His voice slips into a pleading tone. "You may want some of these to not be real but...they are. I want you to know that I want to change this. So please I am begging you...Watch.." His voice cracks as he looks down to recompose himself. He was talking to people that are likely to not only die but betray and go insane as well. He takes a deep breath and with a shaky voice says.
"F.I.L.S.S... play episode 1 of season 6 please." He walks slowly to his chair not making eye contact with anyone.
Most of the reactions were the same. Curiosity ,paranoia, disbelief and a bit of fear. Most people were wondering why he almost broke down while talking to them. Others like Carolina, C.T and the Director were now giving Kale their full attention.
"Beginning episode 1 now." The wall in front of the chairs was now lit up with the introduction of the episode.
It opens up on a black screen with white words fading into it. "It is undeniable and may I say fundamental quality of man that when faced with extinction...every alternative is preferable."
The Director smiled at this knowing that this was his own quote.
Fade in to dead bodies in grey armor, followed by a massive reconstruction effort. Suddenly the words Red vs Blue Reconstruction is displayed across the screen.
"Well isn't this off to a great start two people dead and we still don't know what's going on." North says sarcasm in his voice.
A voice suddenly starts to speak over.
Voice: "To the Director of Project Freelancer, from the Oversight Sub-committee Chairman."
The Director had to suppress a groan as he thought of all the times the sub committee had gotten in the way of the project.
A soldier calls out to another soldier. "Captain Rivas! We've got something over here!"
Chairmen: "Dear Director, I want to thank you in advance for your openness in response to our subcommittee's request for more information."
Rivas and the soldier find a soldier in red armor and escort him through video surveyed hallways as the following dialog is done as voice-over.
Chairmen: "We were... disappointed that your Recovery force reported a total loss at Outpost 17-B."
Some of the freelancers eyes widen as they realize what just happened. "Holy...the entire outpost?" York says with some disbelief. "I mean...what the hell could murder that many simulation troopers..?"
Chairmen: "We had hoped there would be at least one soldier left, that could shed some light on the situation. I know that your agency has enjoyed a high degree of freedom with very little scrutiny in the past few years."
The Director rolled his eyes at this knowing that was a complete lie. Inside of Kale's new armor Alpha was ranting about random levels of bullshit that was coming out of the Chairmen.
Chairmen: "It is not our intention to disrupt such a, progressive military program; but instead to find a way, we can work together, in a manner that befits all our responsibility. I am certain that you will agree. And we look forward to making this review process as painless as we possibly can."
C.T was currently taking mental notes about what the Chairmen was saying. She had suspected fowl play from the freelancer project and if this held her answers she was going to listen. In the meantime though some of the other freelancers narrowed their eyes at the word painless.
The red soldier is brought to a room with several large view screens with various displays on them, from one of which a voice starts speaking.
Councilor: "Thank you gentlemen, would you please excuse us."
"Well look at that if it isn't our chap the councilor. I see he's still here interrogating us." Says Wyoming who was unusually quiet up until this point.
The Captain and soldier walk out of the room.
Councilor: "You are Private Walter Henderson, correct?"
Walter: "Yes sir."
Councilor: "You can dispense with the formalities Walter. Please feel comfortable to speak as candidly as you wish. Can you tell us what happened at your outpost, Walter?"
Most of the freelancers leaned in a bit and listened as if they were getting briefed for a mission.
Walter: "Yes Sir-ah, yes. I had been there about six months. Everything was pretty much like normal and one day this...ship...crashed."
Councilor: "I see. Is this the ship to which you are referring?"
A holographic representation of the downed transport ship shows up in front of the red soldier.
"Looks like a regular crashed pelican to me." Washington says out loud gaining a few nods from his fellow freelancers. "Yeah but what was on it that's the question." Says Carolina gaining a few murmurings from the others.
Walter: "Yeah. Yeah that's it."
Councilor: "Please, tell me what was on the ship Walter."
Walter: "I don't know. The Blues got there first. They fought us off while they cleared it out. Took the stuff back to Base. By the time we got a hold of it it just seemed like a regular old transport. Our engineer said some of the wiring had been messed with but he didn't seem, you know, worried about it or nothing like that."
Councilor: "I see. Thank you for that."
Walter: "But whatever was on the ship, must have been what started the whole thing."
Councilor: "Please Walter, define...thing."
Walter: The infection.
Some of the freelancers looked a little confused at this while Kale tried to not look at them. Alpha was trying to calculate what kind of infection he the soldier was talking about.
Walter: "The Blues just stopped fighting us. Some of them set up camp outside their base and trapped the rest of their team inside; blew up their comm tower for some reason. Their own comm tower. Then they blew up ours. That's why we couldn't radio for help, we couldn't figure out why they would do that. After that, nothing. No word from them at all. The CO sent a squad over... all the Blues were dead. They had killed each other."
The people in the room were struck with silence. This went until C.T broke it. "Jesus...what kind of...thing is this?" She turns to Kale but he avoids contact not feeling a bit shocked since he had heard this many times before. "WELL?" She shouts almost standing up. "...Im sorry but I can't tell you." She looks like she wanted to say something else but Wash puts a hand on her shoulder.
Councilor: "Why do you think they did that?"
Walter: "I don't know. They had torn the radios out of their helmets and dismantled their computers. The CO said they were trying to build something. But I saw the stuff no way. They were trying to break it. And there was another body in there to. Not a blue somebody else.
The camera pans over to Washington in a corner.
"Hey Wash...is that you?" Says York pointing to the new soldier in Washington's armor. Kale's eyes grow sadder as he looks at the future agent Washington.
Walter: "Actually she looked like him."
Everyone in the room looked around in shock. They knew the risks of what they were doing but to have one of them...die. North grabbed South's hand and squeezes it tightly, Washington puts a hand on shoulder and York just stares at Carolina worried sick.
Councilor: "Don't worry about him for now Walter. Please, continue."
Walter: "We brought all the equipment back to base and brought it online. And that's when the infection started for us."
The Director suddenly was giving his full attention to this. If the new equipment he was making could do this to his soldiers...he had to know. Alpha was currently running some scans of Kale's armor making sure that he wouldn't be going crazy anytime soon.
Councilor: "The soldiers became... sick?"
Walter: "No. They just... they were different. Off. We would catch guys getting in to areas they shouldn't get in to. But the weird thing was, a guy would go crazy act up, and then we would throw him in a cell, and he would be fine. Then another guy would go nuts, disobey orders. Like trying to bring the comm tower back online even though we were told to leave it be. Maybe they knew it was coming."
Councilor: "They knew what was coming?"
The silence on the floor was deadly as they prepared themselves.
Walter: "At first we thought it was Help. It ransacked Blue Base, searched all the bodies... then it came after us. Seemed focused on the guys that were infected. Eventually, it just started killing everything."
some freelancers were mentally thanking this wasn't some disease others were thinking about what...creature could have killed the population of an entire outpost...and one of them.
Councilor: "Could you describe it for us, Walter?"
Walter: "Not really. It moved fast, when we first saw it, and after Blue Base it was... it was different."
Councilor: "In what way, different?"
Walter: "It looked, like it wasn't there. I don't know how to explain it."
The freelancers eyes widened as they all thought one thing. Carolina's equipment.
Councilor: "That's alright. I know this has been difficult for you Walter. We're going to do everything we can to help you."
Two soldiers in grey walk in behind Walter.
Councilor: "Please, follow these men to your new quarters. You'll be with us as long as absolutely necessary. You have my word"
Walter walks off with the two soldiers leaving the Councilor and Washington alone.
Councilor: "Agent Washington, what do you make of all this?
Washington gulped as he looked at the screen in front of him. Some of the other freelancers who were hoping that this wasn't Washington in that armor were now wondering why was a squirt like him taking on this...thing?
Washington: "I think it sounds like exactly what I encountered. Except it's stronger now, and becoming more so all the time."
Washington was now going a bit pale now as he tried to think of why he was here and not York, North, or even C.T or hell anybody other than him!
Councilor. "Does that concern you?"
Washington: "It doesn't make me excited.
"I can vouch for that." Washington says weakly trying to break the silence.
Councilor: You've been through a lot with this program agent Washington. The Epsilon A.I we assigned you-
Alpha has its full attention on Washington when the word A.I is mentioned.
Washington: "Has already been discussed to death. I'm over it.
Councilor: "And now your...physical problems because of your last encounter-
Washington: "I'm better now. Mentally and physically."
North looked over at Washington sadly. "Wash...I don't know where we are...but.." He stops realizing he might be making him feel worse.
Councilor: "Our profile of you disagrees with your assessment."
Washington: "Look, the last mission I ran against this thing, I got shot in the back by my own partner."
Kale was holding in his breath and shaking a bit as he kept thinking. Here comes the bombshell Kale kiss your ass goodbye.
Councilor: "Agent South."
It was if time froze as everyone looked at South their mouths gaping. South momentarily looked shocked at this. "N-no...I..I would never even think about...I mean I tease Wash but...Wash you know...I don't...right?" Washington stares at South for a moment before looking at Kale. He asked him in a voice barely above a whisper. "Kale...did she shoot me?" He doesn't answer but points to the screen.
Councilor: "We feel some, responsibility for that."
On the screen a video clip of South shooting Washington is shown.
"NO!" South screams and she runs out of the room constantly yelling. "NO!" North soon follows after her yelling for her to come back. Kale and Washington have very hollow looks in their eyes as they watch these events play out. The other freelancers are in a state of absolute shock. Even Carolina under her helmet had her cold demeanor cracked by the events unfold.
Washington: "Yeah you should. If I hadn't had York's healing unit, I'd be dead now. So while this isn't ideal and I don't feel like sticking my neck out for you guys, if it puts me on a path that leads to her, you can trust me at least that far."
Washington leaves the room without another word and runs off nobody stopping him. I mean they all agreed that if they were Washington they would have done much worse.
Councilor: "So you would say that you have overwhelming feelings of anger, and a need for revenge?"
Washington: "More than you know."
Councilor: "Excellent."
The Director and most of the other people in the room balled their fists in anger as the Councilor said these words.
Councilor: "Now that our agency is under investigation, the Director feels it is important for us to be as open as possible. With each other. If our suspicions are correct, the Meta has made another addition: the Omega A.I."
Alpha and the Director both had their anger lessen as they tried to focus on the current matter. The Director could barely secure the alpha A.I how the heck did they manage to get another one?
Washington: "It was Omega and, Tex right?"
Councilor: "Yes it was."
Washington: "The Meta doesn't leave much behind. It's gonna be hard to track."
Most of the agents in the room now wanted to kill this...this...monster more than anything else right now.
Councilor: "We think the best place for you to start, would be the Omega's last known location. The soldiers there have the most experience with our program."
Washington: "I see. So I should contact these experts-"
Councilor: "We do not like the term "experts."
Washington: "Because no-one really knows what our program is doing?"
Councilor: "Let's just say the term "expert" is a little too... complimentary in this particular case. Do you still have your old suit of armor?"
Washington: "Of course. Wait... why?"
Washington then appears in blood gulch with his old armor on.
Washington: "Oh great."
Nobody stopped Kale as he exited the room. Nobody questioned him after he left mostly because of the shock they were in. Nobody heard South screaming in her confined room punching the walls and yelling "Lies! Bullshit!" Nobody heard the freelancers and the Director leave the room. Nobody heard Kale and agent Washington sobbing in their bedrooms. It is true what they say I guess. In space no one can hear you scream.
There you have it folks their first reaction and it is not pretty. For many of you asking why didn't I do season 1-5 first? Its because seasons 1-5 basically have nothing to do with the freelancers until way later. I didn't want to waste your time so I immediately jumped straight to the good stuff.
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