Here is the second chapter of this story. Please enjoy and review. I would like to know what you think of it. Rude or bullying comments are not welcome. Don't own Red vs blue or any of its characters except for some new AIs I made up and Kuro who will appear later.

Angel-Demon hybrid

Chapter 2

With the reds and blues

It had been four weeks since Caboose had been kidnapped by Locus. Washington and the others were training hard with the New Republic to get him back. Each one of them had their own squad to train in whatever way they chose to do. Surprisingly, Everyone is taking it seriously. Grif's team specializes in infiltration, Donut's team somehow specializes in undercover work, Sarge's team somehow created a few of their own weapons and are good with building stuff, Simmon's team consist of girls and come up with their own code language they use to communicate with each other, Tucker's team is good with using alien weapons, and Washington's team is good with weapons and are great when it comes to stealth. Kimball, the leader of the New Republic, is happy that the teams are making such good progress and believe that soon they will be ready to go get their friend. Felix, a merc hired by her, also agrees with her, even though he and Tucker bicker a lot.

Washington was watching his team run the drills he told them to do. He was happy that his team was making good progress, but he was worried that it might not be enough. He still remembered what happened that day. The day Caboose was taken was the worst day of his life.

Flashback

It had been three hours since Wash sent Caboose over to the red base to get the tools but the blonde was not back yet. It only took five minutes to get there and back, so what was taking Caboose so long? Wash sighed and headed out to red base, hoping to get some answers from them. Tucker tagged along with him for the hell of it, wanting to see if the retard will get told off. He hopes so. When they got there, the reds were standing outside in a line, all looking grim, or in Donut's case, heartbroken. This made Wash worry.

He asked in a worried tone, "What's wrong guys? Did something happen? Have any of you seen Caboose?"

Nobody spoke for several seconds before Simmons spoke up, "Actually Washington, you might want to see this."

He held up a remote and pressed a button on it. A big screen lit up and a video began to play. At first there was nothing, but then a voice spoke up, one that was male.

The male voice said, "This is Locus of the Federation Army of Chorus. I have taken the private known as Michael J. Caboose captive. If you wish to see him again, you will come with us the next time we come to you. Refusal will result in harm coming to him. If you make the wrong decision, he will suffer for it. Whether he lives or dies is in your hands. Choose well."

Washington and Tucker were silent and shocked. Donut had finally broken down and clung to Sarge, who comforted him as best he could. Grif and Simmons looked both upset and angry at the same time. Tucker snapped out of his shock and screamed in rage, taking out his sword and cutting through a large boulder. How could they?! How could they hurt innocent Caboose!? He was going to kill them all! Nobody got to hurt the rookie except for them, the reds and blues! They will all pay! Wash placed a restraining hand on the private's shoulder, silently telling him to remain calm. If they wanted to save Caboose, they couldn't let their anger control them.

That was when Felix arrived and told them about the New Republic and that they could help save their friend. The reds and blues easily agreed to join them, willing to do whatever it took to get their beloved friend back safely.

End Flashback

Ever since then the teams have been training almost non-stop. They needed to be as strong as possible if they wanted to save Caboose. Washington took the liberty of trying to contact Carolina or Epsilon to tell them what happened to their friend. He never reached them. He knew Epsilon would come back running if he found out about Caboose, but Carolina probably wouldn't care very much. He sighed. At times like this, he wished his lovers York and North were still alive. They would know how to make him feel better.

The former freelancer let out a sigh before telling his troops to take a break.

With Caboose

Thirty. That is how many minutes have went by since Locus entered his room. Neither have spoken a word yet. Caboose continued to stare at the wall, his face still blank. He refused to let Locus win this time. The bed shifted as Locus sat up and stretched before standing up. He walked over to where all of Caboose's hand drawn pictures were hanging up. He stared at each one closely, recognizing the reds and blues, but some of the pictures were of people he didn't know. Who were they? He shrugged and walked back to where Caboose was sitting and stood in front of him.

A few more seconds of silence went by before he spoke, "I learned something very interesting today Michael. Do you want to know what it is?"

Caboose gave a small shrug, still refusing to use his voice.

Locus continued, "I had my men look into your past. While they were doing that, they had stumbled upon something strange. It was your medical records from when you were little. They dated the same day Reach was attacked. According to your records, an explosion went off and had sent small, sharp pieces of shrapnel into your eyes, permanently blinding you. You were only four years old when you lost your sight. Nobody could tell though because you wear contacts that make your eyes appear clear."

Caboose didn't show that he was shocked, but internally, he was cursing. He had been hoping that Locus would stay away from those records. He didn't want word getting out that he was blind. He simply continued to stare at the wall. Locus could only chuckle at the boy's stubbornness. The boy was a tough one to crack, but Locus would not stop until the boy was broken completely. By the time his friends would come for him, his mind would be shattered into a millions pieces, never to be fixed again. With that last thought, he grabbed the rookie by the hair and jerked him to his feet before dragging him out of the room. It was time to send another message to his friends.

A few days later with the rebels

When Washington woke up in the morning, the last thing he expected to see was a private standing by his door and telling him that he needed to go see Kimball immediately. He rushed over to the meeting room, hoping that the leader had news on his friend. Everyone was already gathered when he got there, all with grim faces. Felix and Kimball stood at the center, Felix looking like he wanted to kill someone.

Wash asked, "What is going on?"

Felix replied in a vicious tone, "One of our guys came back from patrol badly wounded. Locus had attacked him and gave him a disk to give to us. It is another message. What about, we are about to find out."

Tucker snarled in anger. It was one of his guys that was the one who got attacked and he was pissed about it. Everyone else was angry too. With that Kimball turned on the video and braced herself for what she might see. What she saw made her want to vomit and everyone else either gasp in horror, scream in rage, or start crying.

On the screen was Caboose, on his knees with his arms held up by shackles that connected to the ceiling. His shirt was gone revealing his bruised chest that had several cuts and lacerations on it. His pants were torn up, blood running down from some cuts on his thighs. His arms were in no better shape. There were bruises and lacerations covering them too. His face was slumped forward against his chest, so you couldn't see it. His golden hair though was stained red with blood, no doubt from a head wound.

Then stepping in next to Caboose was Locus, who was wearing his armor, but not his helmet. He had a mean smirk on his face, which had small drops of blood on it, probably Caboose's. This made Felix tremble with rage. His rival had turned into one sick son of a bitch. How could he do this to a boy like Caboose?

Locus spoke, "Hello everyone and Felix because I know you are watching this. I am sure you are horrified, angry or sad about the state your friend is in. I warned you that this would happen to him if you didn't come with me. Now he has to pay for your mistakes. Though I have to admit. The kid is a lot stronger than I thought he was. He refused every time to join our army no matter what we offered him and he refuses to fight against you guys. He sure is a loyal one. His mental state is also surprisingly strong. I have done almost every single twisted form of torture I have and he still has not broken down. You guys are lucky to have someone like him.

I thought that today I would show you what you beloved friend has to go through everyday because of you guys. You saw what he looks like right now, but when I am done with him, he is going to be a lot worse. Watch."

He then swiftly kneed Caboose in the chest, making the kid cough hard and wheeze, trying to get air into his lungs. Locus kicked him again and this time there was a small crack heard, which made Donut flinch away and Tucker want to avoid looking at the screen, not wanting to see his teammate be tortured. Caboose started to hack up blood, two of his ribs broken. It was getting harder to breathe. Locus then hit his five times in the stomach before kicking him again. The man then slipped one of the private's legs out from underneath him and held it straight. Donut, figuring out what he was about to do, turned and buried his face in Felix's chest, who simply held the private close, sickened by the sight. Locus smirked at the camera before bringing down his armored foot down on Caboose's left shin, a loud snapping sound ringing out along with a scream of agony from the blonde.

Wash was horrified that the rookie had to go through this. He wished he was there so he could cuddle the blonde and tell him that it was going to be fine, even though it would not be fine. Grif had long since left for the bathroom with Simmons, both of them vomiting their food up. Tucker looked about ready to kill somebody and Kimball sent her prays to the rookie who was suffering so much. Such a sweet child should not have to go through this.

Locus spoke again, "As you can see, your friend is in a really bad shape right now. I'm surprised he is even still alive. I bet you all are wanting to kill me right now. Sorry, but that will not be happening any time soon. You see, I will not stop until Michael's mind is completely broken. By the time I am done with him, he will be nothing but an empty shell of what he used to be. Did you know that he has nightmares at night? Kid hardly gets any sleep. Oh. I almost forgot to tell you this. Your friend Caboose here has been keeping secrets from all of you. Did you know that he lost his sight when he was four years old? Yep. The kid is blind in both eyes. He lost his sight on the day Reach was first attacked. Poor kid has not been able to see for fifteen years. How sad. He doesn't even know what you guys look like. Would you like to see his eyes?"

He walked behind Caboose and grabbed his hair and yanking his head up to look at the camera. Within seconds, Sarge was in the bathroom with him men. Felix just held Donut tighter, the private crying even harder now. Tucker finally ran out of the room, gunshots being heard a few seconds later as he shot at the targets, ripping them apart. Wash felt sick to his stomach. Caboose had three nasty cuts on his right cheek and one on his left. His left cheek had a massive bruise covering it from where he had been punched many times. Blood was running down from his nose and mouth. His eyes though, were what really scared Wash. They were a cloudy blue, not the clear blue he was used to seeing. They were filled with pain and there were tears gathering as well.

Then out of the blue, once everyone returned within a few seconds, Caboose spoke out loud, "Hey guys. It's me. Sorry for keeping secrets from you. It is not something I like to talk about. Would you guys believe it if I told you that the only people who discovered that I was blind were Omega and Delta. Weird huh? Hard to believe that two AIs were able to figure it out but not the army when I registered. Actually, Gamma figured it out too, but everyone knows that he is a liar. I miss you guys. I miss Carolina and Epsilon too. Oh by the way. Did you guys tell the rebels the story about the Alpha AI and how he was broken into fragments? Man that Director was a big meanie. I am glad he is gone. I miss you all and hope that you guys are alright."

He barely finished his sentence before Locus punched him hard in the head, knocking him out. He then walked around the limp body so he was in front of the camera.

He said in a low tone, "I hope you enjoyed the show. I know I did. This is another warning guys. Keep it up, and your friend will continue to get hurt. Until next time."

The camera then went dark, the video over. Everyone was still and silent for a while. Then Washington suddenly ran out back to his bunk and grabbed a small box out from underneath his bed and ran back to the others. They all stared in confusion as he opened the box and took out several data chips that he had taken from the place where they found the Director. It was his logs about the AIs and the Alpha. He inserted the chips into the computer and typed in the password before going through the data there.

Tucker snapped out of his shock first and asked, "What the fuck are you doing Wash?"

Wash replied in a serious tone, "Going through the Director's personal logs about the Alpha and the other AIs. Caboose told me to look here for information about all the fragments."

Grif asked, "How do you know that? All I heard him say were the names of some of the AIs and about the Director."

"That is what he wanted you to hear. For me, it was a code. Caboose and I created our own code language to speak to each other. We agreed that we would use the Greek alphabet as our base. Each letter stands for a word or a phrase. The same goes for the Director and fragments. He was telling me to look into the Director's personal logs into the AI project. He says that there was more to the project than we originally thought, and that the answer would be here, in these logs."

Simmons said, "Wow. I had no idea Caboose had the brain power to even create a code language."

Wash snarled and growled out, "Don't talk about him like that. Caboose is smarter than he looks. He just hides it behind a mask because of a traumatic experience he went through when he was a child. You have no idea how much pain he went through as a child and what he did to get here. Call him stupid, retard, or anything like that again, and I will kick your ass into next week. Am I understood?"

Everyone nodded in fear. Nobody wanted to be on the receiving end of the former freelancer's anger.

Wash nodded curtly and said, "Good. Now can you please leave? I need to work on this alone without any distractions."

Within seconds, everyone was out of the room, not wanting to be there for another second.