Hey everybody, sorry for the wait. I have had some writers block and distractions throughout the months and I just finally got around to this chapter.
I do not own anything except my OC. All property of Redvs Blue goes to Rooster Teeth.
So enjoy your nice shiny new chapter.
Emergency Room
Carolina looked down at Kale's body, her arms crossed. She had been assigned to guard the boy's body after he nearly died when...South attacked him. She mentally sighed as she recalled the video they had watched together. Carolina had considered the possibility that South's personality would endanger them at some point but...never to this degree. Kale was lucky he was alive.
She was broken out of her thoughts as Kale suddenly lurched up and gasped. His eyes were wide but he quickly recovered, blinking and looking around.
"Kid? Look out for what!? Don't you leave me like this!-" He stopped as he noticed Carolina looking at him, arms folded and unimpressed with her present situation.
"Oh...uh...hi there Carolina..." He said, a bit nervous, still looking around in slight fear. "Where am I?" He said,chuckling a bit... but that was the wrong move. Carolina felt her blood boil as he had chuckled almost as though he had the right to laugh after what he had brought on them. Washington an emotional wreck, South going ballistic on a kid.
"You're in the emergency room because your little video presentation almost got you killed." She cracked her knuckles, making Kale flinch back in horror and fear as he realised just how pissed she was. "I am still thinking about doing the same." She emphasised each word with a step forwards, until she was leaning over Kale threateningly. He looked at her and gulped, sensing that only a miracle would save him from another ass kicking.
"Well uh...when do you think they're gonna be able to watch the next one?" Carolina growled and made to swing at him, her fist clenched, before she caught herself.
"What?! You're joking, right? Please to God, tell me you are joking!?" Kale raised his hands quickly in defence.
"Carolina, just hear me out! You and the other Freelancers need to see this!" Carolina grabbed Kale's shirt, snarling into his face, although he refused to back down this particular time.
"You have ten seconds to give me one reason why I shouldn't throw you in the nearest airlock and then press the 'eject' button!" She yelled, anger very clear in her voice.
"Carolina, I'm not sure I should even tell you a reason! But please...it's not as bad as it may seem...I know I can't be trusted. Hell, for all you know, you should throw me in the airlock! But you gotta believe me: things will work out!" He spluttered, desperate to get out of her grasp. "I'm sorry Carolina for what happened...but if you help me, I can help what will happen. I can change it! Wash doesn't need to be shot. South can change! All because of this!" Carolina hesitated, before slamming Kale back on the bed.
"I want a reason within two days. If I don't get one, you're getting spaced! And I'll make something up, that you were an Insurrectionist or something! And the others will all believe me and no-one will ever question what really happened to you! And don't call Washington 'Wash'!" She added as an afterthought. Kale nodded. Carolina sighed, flopping down onto the next bed and putting her head in her hands as Kale watched sympathetically, thinking fast.
"...How many more of these do we have to do?" She moaned weakly. She wanted to send Kale to the most dangerous and darkest planet they could find. But she cared more about her fellow agents...her friends.
"19 more and that isif you don't want to continue after!" Kale didn't squirm this time and she knew he was telling the truth.
She stayed quiet for a moment, before standing up. "I don't think that Wash and South are coming..." Kale nodded in understanding.
"That's fine, they don't have to. For now anyway. Most of the stuff coming up next won't be such a shock...except if you actually believed simulation troopers were smart. Then you'rein for the shock of your life." Kale tried to break the tension, hopefully grinning.
"Don't joke about this you little piece of-" She stopped mid sentence and stormed off. Kale was about to ask why but stopped when he realized she didn't want to see him right now. He sighed and messaged his temples lightly. He then looked down and saw they had him un hooked him from the life support system. He pegged this as strange but looked at this as just a coincidence. He got out of the bed and winced as he rubbed his nose. He looked around and found his armour nowhere to be seen.
He wasn't worried about Alpha, although it did make him a bit paranoid that he wasn't around. They had been prepared for situations like this and made plans if the armour was taken or he lost it. Since Alpha was hooked into the systems onto the ship, he could just transfer his consciousness back to the ship if needed. Although he didn't respond when Kale called his name out.
That still left him armourless for now. Kale closed his eyes for a moment. He was in a very bad position here. Showing them any more could really break these guys...but he really had no choice.
"Looks like it's time to pay a visit to my favourite Director." He said marching out of the room.
The Directors Office
"Director, it seems the Alpha is in stable condition." Stated the Counsellor as he sat in front of him. Since the incident in the emergency room, the Director had gone to major lengths to ensure that Alpha was okay. He had even re routed many of the ship's power sources to let Alpha absorb it. Alpha, even though a very powerful piece of technology, needed constant power to survive.
"Excellent news Councilor...and what of our guest?" The Counsellor smiled and passed him a file, which the Director glanced at before looking back at the Counsellor, who would tell him it all anyway.
"This is all the information we have gathered thus far Director." The Director sighed and opened the file and leisurely scanned through it.
"A fine work as per usual." He handed the folder back to the Counsellor but had a faraway look in his eyes.
"Are you thinking about the Alpha, Director?" The Counsellor asked with a slight curiosity. He responds with a silence that hung over the room for quite a while.
"Is the new armour prototype ready Counsellor? Things may have accelerated our current objectives...and will you find our guest and bring him here? Carolina informed me that he was awake-" He stopped short as the door opened up and Kale walked in still armourless.
"Hey." He said simply, walking in next to the Counsellor. He rubbed his eyes and yawned a bit.
"Counsellor, can you leave us for a moment. I have to speak with our guest." He nodded shortly after and left with the file.
"Can I help you with something?" Kale stood in front of him for a moment, pondering his question.
"Yes, I wanted to schedule the next couple of viewings for tonight." The Director blinked for a moment, unnaturally shocked, before he regained his wits.
"Did I hear you correctly? The next couple of viewings?" Hesaid, disbelief in his voice. "Are you suggesting-" Kale cut him off with a gesture, rolling his eyes.
"Look I know that last one was rough but that was pretty much the worst you're gonna see in awhile, this I assure you."The Director sighed for a moment.
"I should decline your request, tell me why I should let this happen?" Kale ruffled his hair in frustration. "If the agent's don't wanna come to see for the next couple of viewings then that's fine, they deserve a break. But you I know you want to see this." He said, levelling his stare at the Director. He weighed his options and eventually smirks at Kale.
"Alright, if you want to play with fire you may. I do hope that you do not get burned in the process." He sat up and walked over to the side of the room. "Also if you may-" Kale's eyes visibly widened as he saw his armour being unplugged from a nearby computer. The Director's face returned to his monotone stare as he gave it to Kale.
"Do not take my property without permission...understood?" Kale gulped as he looked at the armour.
"Y-yes."
"Very good, I will send a message out that the viewings shall be continued and they may not come if they chose to do so." He went back to his desk, leaving Kale motionless. "I would advise you to head back to your room." He shook his head quickly and almost ran out, bumping into Counsellor in his hurry.
The Counsellor walked back in, a small smirk on his face. "I think you scared him Director."
The Training Floor, later that night
Kale walked in, a bit on edge. For one reason, he immediately noticed the Alpha A.I was missing when he got to his room. He had a near heart attack when he walked into the room and three of the other freelancers didn't show. South and Washington, he had expected to be gone but he had at least hoped that North would stay. Maine, York, Wyoming, and Carolina were already in seats. York looked over from his talk with Carolina.
"Small party, huh?" The edge in his voice could cut chuckled nervously at his comment.
"Yeah I suppose so,...sorry about that." He did not look very amused at the joke. "But I promise tonight will be better,York...it is York right?" He could almost see the vein in York's head throb. Before he could commit grand scale murder on Kale, the Director and Counsellor strolled in.
"At ease agents, we don't want our guest to feel unwelcomed...that means you, Agent York." He regained his composure and replied with a "yes sir!." The Councsellor smiled and walked over to an open chair.
The Director took his seat without another word and sat down."If you don't mind?" Kale stiffened and called out to the ships AI. "Start season 6 episode 2 please." He said taking a seat next to C.T who didn't look as mad as the others. She even smiled at him and he couldn't help but smile back, wondering why she seemed to like him so much. The A.I voice called out.
"Beginning playback."
Voice: A response, from the Director of Project Freelancer.
Most of the room looked up at the Director's voice. Kale had to smile at the Counsellor's face. He looked shocked for themoment, probably believing this to be a joke, but soonregained his usual face.
"Dear Chairman."
Fade in to the old familiar Blood Gulch
Director: While I am obligated to assist your investigation, I ask that you not waste my time with irrelevant questions.
This actually got a bit of a chuckle out of York. Carolina punched him in the side, but was thankful that he calmed down and broke some tension.
My agency is normally unconcerned with such minute directives as troop reassignment. Except of course, in the most critical of matters.
Cut to Washington in front of an apparently abandoned Blue Base
Everyone in the room could be heard sighing, remembering how Washington had been acting since the video.
Washington: Hello? Hello. Anybody here?
Radio sounds
Washington: Recovery One calling Command. Come in Command.
"Recovery one? Isnt that one of the operation districts on the ship?" Carolina voiced out questioningly, receiving a nod from the Counsellor.
Command: Go ahead Recovery One, we have you.
Washington: I'm at Outpost 1-A. Looks deserted.
Command: Roger that. See if you can find any evidence that would suggest where they all might have-
A yellow and angry soldier appears in the base
Sister: Hey! A-hole! What's with all the noise?
"Oh crap." Kale mumbled drawing some attention. "I totally forgot about Sister." C.T raised an eyebrow at that.
"What do you have something against girl soldiers?" He looked up but put a hand to his face.
"Just keep watching and you'll know what I mean." Several people groaned.
People are trying to sleep here!
Washington: Um... scratch that Command. It appears I've found someone. Recovery One out.
Sister descends the ramp slowly, as if hung over
Sister: Ohhh man.
Washington: Hi. I'm Agent Washington. This is Blue Base, correct?
Sister: It was.
"Was?" Wyoming chirped out.
Washington: Was?
Everyone tried to suppress a smile at Wyoming's direction. "Great scott, now I'm thinking like Washington. This is a bloody fix!" Kale chuckled.
Sister: Everybody's gone. Transferred. Something about this base being obsolete now, or, whatever.
"Obsolete?" C.T said, looking at the base as best as she could. "I mean, it looks fine other than a few bullet holes and ash marks."
Washington: Rright. Where did they go?
Sister: I don't know! All different places. Nobody told me anything.
Washington: Well, I'm trying to locate some people who have experience with the Freelancer program.
Sister: Freelancer? Is that the band we had here last night?
"...What?" Carolina managed to get out. To her this girl had so far destroyed any standards of girl soldiers in this day in age. Wyoming, Maine and York just started chuckling at this
"You know Carolina me and Wyoming have some musical talent maybe you could be lead singer, unless Maine wants to speak up?" They both growl in response. Maine leaned over and cracked his knuckles right next to York's head, causing him to give out a frightened squeak.
Washington: You had a party here?
Sister: Hyeah! I throw raves every night. Charge five bucks a head. Last night, I made ten bucks. Ooah ooah! Nice.
None of the males in the room commented on this.
Washington: You use the base for raves? That doesn't seem like the proper use for official resources.
Sister: What're you, like a cop or something?
Washington: No.
Sister: Cause if you are, and I ask you, then you have to tell me. That's totally a law or something.
"Is that a law, C.T?" Carolina said with eyebrows raised.
"Well-" C.T began knowledgeably.
Washington: I'm not the police. And that's not a real law.
"Never mind." She ended, laughing.
Sister: Well if you're not a cop, then how do you know it's not a real law? Busted!
"Does this girl have...any I.Q points? Carolina said, face palming. Maine looked at Carolina as if he's about to answer but decides it would be too easy and besides, the answer was obvious.
Washington: You caught me. Hey, is there any-body else... smart... here that I can talk to?
Sister: Hyeah, right. Like I'm gonna tell you. I don't rat people out. Cop.
Washington: Okay, I'm gonna leave now. Good luck with your empty base and your raging insanity.
Sister: Hyeah? Whatever! Good luck with being a cop, cop!
"Director?" Carolina asked with a slight tick in her eye. "Can I go back to basic training to make sure this bimbo doesn't set foot in the army?" The Director was silent for a moment,considering the possible action.
"Maybe the next mission will be pushed down to make some room for it!" he jokes, prompting the entire room to start laughing.
Cut to Washington approaching Red Base, and some more radio sounds
Washington: Come in Command.
Command: Hello Washington. We have you? How was the investigation at Blue Base?
"About as well as a paintball training session with Carolina."C.T said, no hint of doubt in her voice.
Washington: Enlightening. Going to try the red base now, I'm hoping things there will be a little more...
A pink pop up of Donut springs up for no apparent reason
"Is that a cardboard cut out?" York said, smirking at the base defences.
Washington:...normal.
Sarge: Halt, in the name of the red- *clears throat* I mean "lightish read army. This base is operating at full capacity. And if you come in here, you're gonna get in to a big uhn-uh slap-fight!"
Kale had to step in at this moment to make sure nobody killed the story's simulation troopers.
"Okay, from this point on your gonna start to notice the two teams in this canyon are idiots. Seriously, they can be as dumb as about two tons of rocks...and then multiply that when we get to Caboose." They seemed to buy it, only because with all the idiots they seem to deal with these guys can't be so bad, Kale included in that list.
Washington: Heuhhh... I'm gonna have to call you back.
Sarge: Don't come any further, ooh la la.
As Washington continues approaching, a maroon pop up of Simmons springs out from behind a rock
"Again? If it didnt work the first time why try it again?" C.T said ,her mouth forming a tiny smirk.
Sarge: This is your last warning, stay out! I love math!
Washington: What in the...
Sarge: Your only hope of survival is to kiss my commander's ass!
Washington continues on and an orange pop up of Grif seems to appear from out of nowhere
"I do say, where does he get all that delightful cardboard? They're in a bloody canyon, right?" Wyoming asked a bit perplexed. Kale groaned and massaged his temples.
"If you guys keep nit picking this is gonna take forever."
Sarge: And this is another warning: I know the other warning was supposed to be last, but I never listen to orders, 'cause I'm too lazy and stupid! And ugly. Did I mention ugly?
Washington: This is gonna be a waste of time, I can tell already.
"You don't say Wash? I thought cardboard was a pretty good buddy when I was a kid." The others raised their eyebrows. "What? You guys never built a fort out of cardboard?" He smiled as remembered the fond memories, while the others glanced at each other and shook their heads, deciding to ignore it. Maine, meanwhile was trying not to smile to show that he too made cardboard forts. He had a reputation to maintain after all.
Sarge pops up in front of Washington
Sarge: Yeah, freeze intruder! Stop yer intrudin' right there.
Washington: Who made these things?
Sarge: I did.
Some of the freelancers had to give the idiot credit; that was impressive for a sim trooper. They didn't say this out loud of course, also having reputations to maintain.
Washington: wait, you're real?
Sarge: Of course I am. You fell for a classic misdirection. I still got it. Heh heh.
Lopez: Esta todo bien aquí? Caption: Everything OK out here?
"Oh, they have a Spanish trooper?" Kale took in a deep breath. "Well not really..." The Director had been silent up until now.
"Define not really." Kale gave a nervous smile.
"It's...a Spanish talking robot." Everyone instantly gave Kale the "Are you insane?" look.
Sarge: We're fine, Lopez. Just caught myself a dirty Blue. How many does that make this week?
Lopez: Uno.
Sarge: Yahtzee. We're on a hot streak!
Maine manages to growl in what seems like a chuckle at his remark.
Washington: Uh, I'm not actually a Blue. I'm from Command.
Sarge lowers his shotgun
Sarge: Command, no kidding? I didn't think we were due for inspection.
Washington: You're not. I was hoping you could tell me about the soldiers transferred out of this outpost.
Sarge: You mean Grif and Simmons? Those traitors. I told 'em not to go! The battle here isn't even over yet.
Washington: Um, it looks over to me.
Sarge: Not while there's a single Blue left in this there is: a single Blue. Victory, or death.
"He is committed...a very idiotic sim trooper...but committed." Carolina said while rolling her eyes. Wyoming was privately thinking that Maine was idiotic but committed, but wisely chose not to say that out loud.
Washington: I see.
Sarge: That's why I refused my relocation orders. Obviously Command wasn't thinkin' clearly.
Washington: So, you're AWOL then.
Sarge: I uh... A-what?
York and Wyoming couldn't contain themselves and started laughing.
"Holy shit...Maine...I-I I think I'm gonna die!" Maine meanwhile, had keeled over laughing. The others managed to contain themselves or just smirk.
Cut to an over the shoulder shot of Sister.
Sister: Don't tell him anything until you talk to a lawyer! You have rights!
The women in the room groan at the sight of Sister.
Washington: I'm not a cop!
Sarge: Hey! Beat it ya little tramp! Ya see why I can't go?
Washington: Why not just attack her and win then? It would take about ten seconds.
"It would take about three for us." Carolina boasted, smiling at the thought.
Sister: You're old and I hate you!
Sarge: That's the problem! I can't attack a girl. So we're locked, in an epic stalemate.
Washington: You're kidding me.
Sarge: Plus she's cookin' somethin' up. And I gotta be ready. I hear her runnin' training ops every night! I see them out there with their glow sticks and their tribal drum beats: oom chicka oom chicka oom chicka oom chicka.
"Ok, you've got to be shitting me...her? Training ops?"Carolina seethed out; some freelancers later swore to a concerned Counsellor that they saw smoke coming out of her ears.
Washington: Well. This has been really... informative. But I need to find someone who has experience with artificial intelligence.
Sarge: Alright. You want Caboose then. He got infected for a little while I think.
Washington: Great. Caboose! Do you know where he is?
Sarge: Of course. We intercepted the Blues' orders. I got it right here. Lopez!
Lopez: Sí.
Sarge: Get this guy the Blue Team relocation orders.
Lopez: Sí.
Sarge: Lopez probably converted it in to Spanish, so they might be a little hard to understand.
Washington: Yeah. They wouldn't be the first thing today.
Sister: Shut up cop!
"...So you're telling me they get dumber than this?" C.T said disbelievingly, rubbing her forehead.
"Well they don't get much smarter if that's what you mean." Kale said off handidly. She groaned at his words.
"God damnit..."
No-one noticed the small device under C.T's collar.
The device that was transmitting every word said in that room to someone else.
A very interested someone else.
Well it's time again for the one and only (I hope) RoosterTeeth memorable quote.
From Minecraft let's play 41 No Petting Zoo, Gavin displays a vast amount of stupidity by managing to show how devious those wolves can be.
Scene: Gavin is slowly luring a wolf out of the water,constantly moaning out of fear.
Gavin: "Gah...Gah...Holy Moly!" He then lures the wolf onto his block and next to his cage when...
Gavin: "...AHHH He locked me in the cage!"
Everyone: HAHAAHAHAHAH!
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