yo lets get on with this, I don't own either RWBY or red vs blue
Chapter 1 church's arrival!
Death was depicted as the ending, but to some people who knew better it was only the beginning caboose knew this when he slipped a certain something in church's suit when they all split up.
Too bad for church this simple something reacted to the EMP causing the next set of events to go off with out a hitch
And you will bet your ass church knew exactly who to blame for it
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The days of the forest located near vale was bustling with life, the birds were chirping the light breeze swayed through the tree shaded grass as it lightly pawed its influence over a certain sleeping man.
Said man lightly groaned he felt terrible, like hangover times ten terrible
"what the hell is going on with my head?" the man wondered as he slightly moved his hand over his head as his index finer and thumb moved over to his temples as he slowly rubbed them as he tried to sooth his headache
"hold on I don't have skin" the man said as his eyes finally shot opened as he sat up in shock as he removed his hand from his head quickly ignoring the headache that came back twice as bad as before as his focus was now set on his hands
His hands, his skin covered hands and then his arms that were covered in slight hair as his hands quickly moved to grab touch feel them
He felt it, he actually felt it
With wide eyes the man slowly moved his hands in front of him as he watched as he pinched himself
"ow son of a…." slowly feeling shock going over himself the man realized he felt that, he felt everything
"w-what the fuck!?" the man yelled as he quickly dragged himself back onto his feet as his headache suddenly popped up reminding the man as he barely was on his feet before he was on his hands and feet as images, voices flew through his head as memories flew threw his head as names, places, weapons and other things just pop up
It was until the images stopped did the man let out the breath he was holding the entire time
"t-that was-" the man didn't even finish his sentence as suddenly felt his mouth fly open as he hurled out a large amount of vomit into the ground
Which was quite disgusting by the way
It wasn't until the man finally finished throwing up the rest of his bile did he finally coordinated an amount of words from his mouth that was
"the fuck just happened?" the man asked as he shook his head and wiped his mouth of the bile that was still on his lips before he pushed himself back onto his feet as he felt slightly faint but after latching onto the nearest tree to hold himself up the man slowly tried to organize his thoughts before he finally looked down at himself as he realized this was not his usual armor
"what the fuck is with these clothes?" he asked as he looked at the clothes he wore which was a dark blue American civil war jacket with the sleeves rolled to his elbows to which he quickly pulled down as his eyes then looked down to his blue slacks that were tucked into a pair of black combat boots, all in all the outfit felt both weird and fitting as the man didn't know how to really react to them until his eyes moved up from the clothes as he spotted something or well more like some things that laid on the grassy floor nearby
Quickly stepping over the bile of vomit the man quickly stepped right in front of three objects
First was a system 99D-series 2 anti material sniper rifle(halo 3 sniper rifle), something the man grew an instant sense of familiarity with over the years as he could probably count the times its been with him through thick and thin, despite him having no fucking clue how to use it, second was an M6D personal defense weapon, or how the man remembers it as just a simple pistol
Or well in technicality the single most powerful pistol in the UNSC
Either way the man knew that the pistol was essentially just as useless in his hands as was the sniper, no matter how much he out wordly denied it every time he was challenged, but he didn't care the man was a space marine for gods sake even if he was basically a terrible one in the first place or the fact in reality he was actually an AI that took over some random basic sim trooper before he was stationed in blood gulch
"hold on how did I know that?" the man asked himself as he wondered how did he know that?
Shaking his head at the confusion the mans attention was quickly pushed onto the third object that sat on the ground next to the two weapons which was essentially a simple dark blue spartan MK VI helmet.
Simply picking up the helmet the man stared at the golden reflection as he found himself staring at face, a male with short black hair that was pushed upwards slightly, had slightly tanned white skin, a small stubble of hair along his chine and a bit on his jaw line as he saw blue eyes coming off the helmet viser reflection
"this is…me" the man stated in slight shock as he dropped his hands to his sides one hand still clutching the helemet as he slowly stared upwards at the sky as he wondered how did this happen him
And better yet
"where the fuck am I?"
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After about 30 minutes(if the clock on the damn helmet was right) of soul searching the man found himself drifting along the woods as he decided to put the helmet on as his hand clutched the leather strap that held his sniper rifle over his shoulder as he found a belt that he didn't notice he had on that was keeping his pants up with a specialized holster that held his pistol on his back right side
Seeing as he was right handed he thought his speed time would be quicker if he had the pistol on his right side at the ready but still slightly conceled as if he met any travelers they would only think that this is his only weapon and grow to under estimate him.
Or so the memories that pop up from time to time remind him say
With a shake of his head the man then quickly changed the subject from underestimating himself to wondering the next important part, the lack of ammo on himself
Despite knowing fully well his weapons were fairly loaded with large ammo mags as his snipers bullet count went from 4 up to 12 and his pistol from 8 straight to 16 didn't mean he didn't have any extra mags on himself so that meant if his aim was any good as it was back in blood gulch he was in a sense fucked
So left out shooting himself out of fight and since his hand to hand was practically nonexistent his only choice of survival was either running away like a little girl or let good old stupid shenanigans go there course.
And knowing him and his previous life shenanigans was constantly in his favour
Sighing to himself the man couldn't help feel, well feel actually feel something
Other than confusion, anger, hate, annoyance he just felt somewhat whole in a sense and it made him slightly jumpy if his helmets mapping was any indication and in which had no idea where he was both planet and solar system meaning essentially he was stuck on this planet which he hoped had some sort of human life forms or anything that was human in general, he didn't want to find out he was standing on another convenent filled planet.
"one slimy disgusting fucking alien was bad but a planet that only spoke in blarg and honk will kill me" the man whispered in annoyance as he carried on his drifting trek along the woods as he let his mind slightly wonder from here to there.
It wasn't until the tree line broke apart to reveal a dirt roar and slightly old and broken fence
Quickly feeling a sense of excitement fly through his head the man quickly picked up the pace as he jogged out of the tree line and stood in the middle of the dirt road as he happily sighed in relief as if there was a dirt road there had to be people that made the road and that old fence.
"fucking finally now which fucking way do I take now?" the man wondered out curiosity as he now realized his next problem, which way does he go now?
"well this is just fucking perfect" the man said to himself as he realized this may be a bigger problem than he believed, I mean which way does he go, each had equal variables of danger
Seeing his predicament the man knew he was in a bind despite how much of a good position he was in as well
"damn it all to hell" the man mumbled as he decided that he didn't care he was in danger no mater which way he went so out of a pure guess the man chose a single direction and took it as he didn't know that way was not the way to his new life
*BOOOM!*
Hearing an explosion go off behind him as the man quickly turned around as his eyes spotted smoke in the distance as that was where his new life was
"oh no I'm not going that way" the man stated as he was about to turn around before he heard gunshots in the distance as his body froze mid turn as his mind grew a sense of guilt as memories of many times he could have stopped something if only he wasn't so god damn lazy or too proud to admit it.
"god. Mother. Fucking. Damnit" the man grumbled before he turned and sprinted towards the commotion as he hoped to who ever the fuck did to this was rolling in their grave for this one
With caboose
"gasp did you feel that church, your thinking about me, THAT IS THE BEST THING EVER!"
Back to the story
As the man sprinted he finally made it to the source of the commotion as he stopped just far enough to see what was going on and despite what hes seen before hand this was new
"what the fuck?" the man mumbled as he watched as one girl with green hair fired green revolvers at another woman with brown hair, as a guy with gray hair and robo legs tired to kick her
And to make things even more confusing the woman was summoning a fucking lightning storm above her head
"the flying fuck it going on?" the man asked as he watched as everything kept going on until the girl was suddenly taken down as another girl suddenly popped up
'how many fucking woman are here? And why are they just like tex!?' the man roared in his head before watching as the black haired girl ordered the other two to grabbed the fallen woman's arms
'oh shit' the man thought as he watched as the black haired girl was pulling out a box and he didn't know what was in inside but he knew he didn't want to find out
So quickly out of no idea what to really do the man took a knee and slipped his sniper off as he quickly aimed down sights, he aligned the circle and zoomed in at the black haired girl as he took aim at the box and hoped to fucking god he didn't miss as he pulled that trigger
*BANG!*
And with said pull of the trigger it was at that moment Leonard church's life finally changed….again
Chapter 1 end
I really hope you enjoyed this one and please look forward to the next chapter
church's design was based off a picture I found sometime ago, I forgot the name of the artist but if you know the artist please drop the name in the reviews
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