This is chapter 7 of my Red VS Blue series. If you enjoy it please favorite it and give any feedback. Thank you! I hope you enjoy! For a few chapters this is going to be a small sub-plot but I really liked the idea and I promise we'll be back to the main plot shortly. I do not own Red VS Blue or Halo. That goes to RoosterTeeth and Bungie.
Grif looked around to see everyone around him not moving. Through the fog he could see someone in white armor moving towards him.
"No." He whispered thinking it was the Meta. The man picked him up and he got a good look at who it was and it wasn't the Meta.
"W-who are you?" Grif coughed out.
"You're safe now." The man answered.
Grif looked around to see other people picking up his friends. There was no sign of the Meta. He was carried back into the spaceship that seemed to have crashed but was in perfect shape. Grif meant to ask what happened but he passed out before he could say anything.
Grif awoke once again tied down to a hospital bed. His vision was still blurred but he saw three people in all white walking around.
"E-excuse me. Excuse me." Grif choked out.
"Are you okay sir?" One man asked.
"Where am I? Where are my friends? Who are you guys?" Grif asked quickly.
"Whoa buddy slow down alright. You're in a very bad condition. You need rest."
"Just tell me where they are. Please." Grif begged.
"They're safe that's all that matters. The Meta won't be bothering you know. Hopefully." The man walked away with the rest of the people he was with.
He knows about the Meta Grif thought. He waited for hours for someone to come in and after what felt like years the man returned.
"Well the test showed positive so you aren't injured too badly and you should be able to go see your friends now. Some of them aren't doing so well." The man unhooked Grif from his cords and showed him were all his friends were resting.
"They're all in separate rooms so you can't visit them all at once."
"Hey thank you. For saving us uh I never got your name?"
"Call me Indy."
"Nice to meet you Indy."
Grif sat in Texas room watching her lay passed out. After half an hour of sitting there she rolled over.
"Morning sunshine." Grif greeted,
"What do you want?" She groaned.
"I want to know why. Why did you have bring everything crashing down? We were perfectly fine."
"All I did was show you what you were fighting for." Tex argued.
"Well maybe we didn't need to know! Maybe we could've get going with the project. Would've saved a lot more lives!" Grif said raising his voice.
"Could it have? Who knows how many people you would've killed if you kept going through with the project?" Tex yelled.
"The Insurrectionist! The bad guys Tex."
"Just get out. I don't want to hear your crappy explanation just get out of my room."
Within a few hours half of them were up and walking again.
"Good to see you again Colorado." York said walking up.
"No I go by Grif now. Project Freelancer is done therefore so am I." Grif responded.
"Well it must not. All these freelancers are meeting up again and I don't think it's just chance." York replied.
"So what you think the Director is behind this?" Grif asked.
"I think he's the leader of this whole thing. The reason why the project failed. Carolina and I were planning on killing him during the project. You know make it look like an accident. We never had enough time. What I would do to see her again."
"York what are you saying."
"I'm saying we find the Director, kill him and this whole thing is done. We just gotta find a way out of this damn ship. Do you know anyone in charge?"
"I met this guy named Indy but that's it."
"Wait Indy as in Indiana?" York asked.
"Not another damn freelancer." Grif muttered.
The two entered a control room to see Indy sitting down waiting.
"Well you found me boys." Indy laughed.
'You're the one who sparked it. You went rogue and it got everyone else thinking wild."
"That's because I figured out what they were doing. I learned the truth. And that wasn't something I wanted to fight for." Indy said while standing up.
"The project was doing just fine. We would've succeeded." Grif replied.
"Listen here Colorado. You don't want that project to finish. That's why I refused to let it happen. I may look like the bad guy but I did what's right!"
"I'm not Colorado anymore." Grif said angrily.
"And York. How do you feel knowing just how many deaths to freelancers you've caused? Maine, Bama, Oklahoma? Yeah I know all about the attack in control. Got it on tape." Indy paused a bit then chuckled. "What about Carolina?"
York charged at Indy and tackled him into computers. Indy wasn't really high on the ratings. More towards the middle but not higher than York.
Indy pushed York off but before he could strike Grif kicked him the chest and when Indy backed up Grif punched him causing him to spin.
York then grabbed his head and slammed it into a keyboard. Indy collapsed to the ground and Grif and York stared at each other.
"Huh. Never thought we would make such a great team." York chuckled.
Grif looked at what Indy was typing on the computer before they barged in. It was a distress signal to the other guards working there.
"KILL ALL REDS AND BLUES" It read.
"York. We have to get off this ship."
"Shit. Start rounding everyone up." York said while taking off.
York and Grif both took off in separate directions to round everyone up. Sarge and Tex were already up and walking.
"Get everyone up. We have to leave now!" Grif yelled. As soon as he finished his sentence guards ran in and held them at gunpoint.
"You two keep them busy. Me and York will get everyone else." Grif said before running in Simmons room.
"Simmons. Get up we have to go." Grif said while shaking him. Simmons jolted awake quickly. "Can you walk?" Grif asked.
"I think so." Simmons replied.
"Alright get ready to go. I'm gonna get everyone else. Be careful out there." Grif carefully ran to each room getting everyone up. He went to get Caboose but a guard ran in and put Grif in a headlock. Grif struggled to pull him off but eventually ended up flipping the guard over his back. He picked up the guards gun and shot him.
Grif entered the last room with out any problems from people. Donut lay asleep in the bed.
"Donut. Get up we have to go." Donut wouldn't move no matter how hard Grif shook him. "Donut wake up!" Grif started to yell. York rushed into the room.
"Come on everyone is up we have to go." He encouraged.
"I'm not leaving Donut."
"You have to."
"No! He's one of us and I will never leave one of my own behind."
"Your fatal flaw. No man left behind."
"Come on. Help me get Donut up." Grif asked.
"Grif there's nothing we can do. We have to leave him behind." Grif started to shake his head rapidly. York grabbed Grif and started to drag him back.
"Donut! Donut wake up!" Grif yelled why being dragged out of the room.
Tex ran up to the two of them. "We have to go we're being overrun!" She yelled.
"This way!" York yelled. Everyone followed York through many hallways. Grif was the last because he was caught up at staring at Donuts room.
"I'll find you. I promise Donut." Grif said before following the rest.
They regrouped in the cockpit after knocking out the captain.
"Alright this plane is either landing safely or crashing. Anyone know how to fly it?" York asked.
No one said anything.
"Better hold on tight folks. We'll be experiencing some turbulence."
"If you live past that." Indy stood in the doorway.
York tackled Indy and waved for everyone to run.
"Look for parachutes! We're jumping!" York yelled. Grif stopped to help York. "No go Grif. He's mine."
Grif looked at York and then followed the rest. The two faced off at each other not saying anything.
"You say I've caused four freelancer deaths. Why not make it a fifth."
"And you say I'm the bad guy." They charged and began to fight. Indy started throwing punches and York retaliated by blocking each one. They could feel the plane start to decline. It spun and the two ran alongside the walls to stay upright. York used the wall to tackle Indy by the neck. The ship spun again to put Indy on top of York.
York kicked him off and the two faced each other again. Indy pulled his gun out but before he could hold it up York kicked it in the air. He then kicked Indy the chest and caught the gun. He aimed it at Indy but before he could shoot, Indy pushed York's hand so he shot a window causing the air to suck items through. Indy grabbed York and started to push him towards the window. York held his feet on the ground as hard as he could but Indy had his strength and the wind to help him.
As soon as York got close to the window he spun around and slammed Indy into it. Indy was immediately sucked through and he gave one look at York before flying out of the ship.
York made his way to the parachutes to see Grif waiting for him.
"Indy is gone." York said first.
"Did you kill him?" Grif asked.
"I had to." York said while not looking up He grabbed a parachute and dove out of the chute.
Grif watched him and then dove out.
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As soon as everyone was on the floor they watched the ship. They expected it to come crashing down but it became stable again and flew away.
"No. We were supposed to wait for Donut. He was supposed to come down when the ship crashed. It was supposed to crash." Grif yelled.
"I'm sorry Grif but I promise you if there is any way we can find him I'll do everything in my power to help you." York comforted.
"Uh has anyone paid attention to where the hell we are?" Tucker asked.
The rest looked around to see a desert like area with a few naked trees. In the distance you could see a branch of the tree going right through Indy as he laid there lifeless. York slowly started to walk towards it and everyone just watched.
He stared at it for a bit then chuckled. "You won't get to me that easily. You have to try harder buddy. And you always will be the bad guy." York pulled out his knife and carved the number five into it.
"Well. Who's the next freelancer we run into."
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