Thanks for the reviews people. And thanks for the tips Access Blade. I'll work on my grammar. I don't own Halo, nor am I getting paid for this.
Key: talking, thinking, author's note.
Girl's POV
Man, I have the biggest headache in the world. I had the craziest dream, about being in Blood Gulch. It felt so real, I- wait a sec. were the hell am I? I don't know this place. This place sure as hell isn't my house. Okay, let me think, I remember the TV turning on, some voice saying that I could be one of them. One of whom? The red vs. blue people? I don't get it; it's not possible to become apart of an animated series.
"Hey Church, she's awake." Someone yelled. Someone's here? Oh G0d, what do they want from me. Okay, just calm down, I'll just play it cool. If I corporate calmly, they might let me go. Suddenly, the door opened. Okay, they're here, just stay calm. Three men walked in the room. From the waist down, they were wearing what looked like Halo uniform. From the waist up, they were each wearing different colored wife-beaters. The one with the green armor wore a black one, the one with light blue armor had a grey one, and the one with the regular blue armor had a white one. They all looked like they worked out, the one with the light armor had dark brown hair, the one with green armor had jet black hair, and the one with blue armor had a dirty blonde hair.
"How you doing kid?" the green one said. "My name is Lavernius Tucker. You can call me Tucker, and these two guys are my mates. The one to my left is the one and only idiot, Michael J. Caboose. You can call him Caboose, and the one to my right, and you might already know him, Leonard L. Church. We like to call him Church, even though it's a silly name" Church gave him, what looked liked, a very painful punch in the arm. Tucker grabbed his arm in pain. Looks like these guys are well bonded. Wait, these are the same guys from red vs. blue. I've never seen them without their armor, and they sound just like them. I must be dreaming, there is no way I am in Blood Gulch.
"What's your name kid?" asked Caboose. I wonder if I should tell them? They're not bad people, but they all carry guns.
"M-my name is Taylor K. Time." I replied.
"K? What does the K stand for?" Caboose asked.
"Kathleen Caboose." I answered. I forgot, he's an idiot.
"So, Taylor Kathleen Time, what are you doing in the Blood Gulch? Especially in the middle of war?" Church asked.
"To be honest, I don't have a damn clue how I got here. I was in my house sleeping and I woke up here." I explained.
"Oh, okay. Wait, what does the K. stand for again?" Caboose asked again.
"Let's moving on, are you involved with the reds?" Church asked.
"No, I am not involved with the reds. Can I ask a couple of quick questions?" I asked.
"Shoot." Tucker said.
"First one, how long was I out?" I questioned.
"For about three hours. Next question." Replied Church.
"Second, how's Sheila?" I asked next.
"Sheila is being repaired by the shark lady right now-wait, how do you know about Sheila?" Caboose asked.
"Moving on, next, are you already dead Church?" I asked.
"Yeah, wait, how did you know that I was dead?" he asked. Oh man, I forgot that they don't know that they are a show. I need to make up something fast.
"I sort of figured that you died when I saw a grave labeling 'Church'. It was kind of a given that you died after reading your grave." I replied. Man, that was quick thinking.
"Okay, then how did you know about Sheila?" Tucker asked.
"I saw the lady talking to the tank and calling her Sheila, so I kind' a guessed." I replied. Man, I am on fire. "Anyway, last question, do you guys ever wonder why you're here?" I've always wanted to ask that question.
"I always wonder why we're here. Is there really a G0d, or is it just evolution? I don't know, but it gives me nightmares." Caboose answered.
"That's not what I meant. I meant do you ever wonder why you were sent to Blood Gulch?" I asked again. Caboose gave a similar answer to Griff's answer.
"Oh, well… never mind then." Caboose replied.
"What was that about?" Tucker asked.
"Nothing, really. There really is no reason to continue this conversation." Caboose said.
"But you guys haven't answered my question. 'Why do you think you're here?' I mean, the only reason that you guys set up a base here, is because they have a base over there. And the only reason they set up a base over there is because you guys set up a base over here." I asked again.
"You know what, that is a very good question Taylor." Church said.
"And the answer to that very good question is what?" I questioned.
"Not a damn clue. Okay Taylor, since we have no clue how to get you home, you are going to stay here until we win this thing. Until then, I suggest you keep this with you." Church replied, handing me a pistol. The only time I've ever held a real gun was when I found my dad's gun, attached under his bed for safety. I've never actually shot a gun before. I guess I have to keep this gun with me for safety reasons. Especially since we're in the middle of war.
"Okay, and guys, quick question, were the hell is that G0d damn music coming from?" I asked annoyed. That f***ing music has been playing for the past two minutes. It's getting on my G0d damn nerves.
"I know that music anywhere. The reds are here with their jeep." Tucker said. They all started to run out side. I didn't want to be left behind like Caboose on almost every mission, so I followed. Once we reached out side, I saw the reds in their jeep.
"TURN OFF THE F***ING MUSIC REDS!!!" Church yelled. "Why are you guys here?"
"We wanted to give you blues a chance to surrender." Said the red one, who was most likely Sarge.
"Why the hell would we surrender to a bunch of dicks like you?" Asked Tucker.
"Because we'll kill you if you don't." A maroon colored man said, who was most likely Simmons.
"Well hello there cutie. What's your name little missy?" An orange man asked. Yeah, definitely Griff.
"Yeah, you don't stand a chance with me. My name's Taylor." I replied.
"There is something wrong here. The only time they give us a chance to surrender is either they're out of ammo, or they don't have a plan." Tucker wondered.
"Just throw your guns in a pile there, and give us your flag. Then we'll be on our way, and we won't step on your necks or anything like that." Sarge instructed.
"Yeah, they are definitely out of ammo." Tucker concluded.
"Okay, we'll set down our guns." Caboose said. Man, he's an idiot enough to fall for the reds plan. He rose up his sniper, and tossed it to the ground. The very second it hit the ground, it went off. It shot a pink uniformed man in the foot, which was obviously Donut. Donut fell to the ground in pain.
"SHIT!! THAT BASTERD SHOT MY FOOT! OH G0D I CAN'T FEEL MY PINKY TOE. WAIT, IS THAT MY TOE OVER THERE?! OH DEAR G0D, HE SHOT MY TOE OFF!!! THOSE BASTERDS!!" Donut yelled, wincing in pain on the ground.
"Oops. Sorry Private Biscuit." Caboose said.
"IT'S DONUT. MY NAME IS DONUT YOU BASTERD!" Donut yelled back.
"Church, he hurt my feelings." Cried Caboose.
"No body cares Caboose." Tucker said.
"Man down. Retreat." Yelled the Sarge. Sarge got in the driver seat of the jeep, Griff got shot gun, Simmons got the machine gun seat, and they drove away, with Donut limping behind them.
"Man, Caboose scared away the reds." Church realized.
"Shouldn't we find safety?" I asked.
"Why would we do that?" Tucker asked.
"Because the last time Caboose scared away the reds, he killed Church." I replied.
"Well, the last time he killed me, he had a tank. So I think we're safe." Church said.
"Wait, were did Caboose go?" Tucker questioned. We all looked around, and saw him in Sheila.
"Hey guys, guess what? Shark lady managed to get Sheila up and running again. Isn't that great?" Caboose told us. Due to natural instincts, we all ran inside the base to take cover. I notice that Tex ran inside earlier.
"Hey guys, she isn't loaded yet." I heard Caboose yell behind us. I could tell I was going to have to get use to being surrounded by idiots. Especially Caboose and the reds.
What did you guys think of this one? I hope I get a lot of reviews. Wait until next time to find out what happens when the blues and Taylor try to steal the red's flag. Please review A.S.A.H.P. (as soon as humanly possible)