The road of the multiverse is vast and ever expanding for each choice that is made in one world the opposite choice is made in another. In some cases, the two worlds' roads will connect to create a new world creating new and exciting tales.

(Chapter 1)


Two soldiers on top of their base staring out into the box canyon standing in complete silence until one soldier spoke breaking the silence.

"Hey." Simmons Said.

"Yeah?" Griff replies.

"You ever wonder why we're here?" Question Simmons

"It's one of life's great mysteries, isn't it? Why are we here? I mean, are we the product of some cosmic coincidence, or is there really a God watching everything? You know, with a plan for us and stuff. I don't know, man, but it keeps me up at night." Explains Griff.

Simmons stares at Griff "Damn dude that's deep. But that's not what I was talking about. I was referring to the fact that we're just standing on top of our base looking out into the canyon."

"Oh that." Griff said.

"What was all that stuff about God? Is that stuff you think about?" Simmons questioned.

"From time to time I guess." Griff answered.

"You want to talk about it?" Simmons asked.

"Honestly, I thought you wouldn't want to hear it. You're the guy who's all about logic and doesn't believe it until you see it with your own eyes."

"True but you're my friend and if there is something bothering you, I'm here for you. So, don't be afraid to ask some of these questions, okay?" Simmons stated.

"Thanks man." Griff replied.

"Also, me seeing it with my own eyes thing kind of went out the door thanks to Leo." Explained Simmons.

"True but you can't blame him for that I mean his home planet is weird when you think about it." Replied Griff.

Off in the distance two soldiers dressed in blue were watching them, one with a sniper rifle while the other waits.

"So, are they doing anything or what?" asked Tucker.

"Honestly it looks like there just standing there talking." Replied Church while lowering his sniper. "My guess is they're as bored as we are." Church said as he walked back down to the base.

"Sounds about right I mean we haven't got any action for at least three months." Tucker said.

"I know I'm getting bored doing the same routine over and over. We really need to do something about it."

"Yeah, if this keeps up, we might become like those flag worshipping idiots." Tucker replied.

"Oh god if that happens, please shoot me cause that's a fate worse than death." Joked Church.

"Only if you do the same." Tucker replied.

"Can do." Replied Church.

"But seriously how is it we haven't had any mission lately? I know the covenant is broken and only a handful of the zealots remain but lately it seems that most outposts have been on standby. I mean hell I'll take some rebels that are pissed off at the UNSC for stealing all their crops at this point." Said Tucker.

"My guess is that there hiding a waiting for the right time to move. The covenant lost a lot of support as well as troops when master chief blew most of them to hell on the ark. Right now, the main Army of the UNSC is doing their best to clean up the aftermath but that leaves other organizations the chance to strike for their goals. They don't care what the aftermath of their actions causes or how many people they kill in the process all for the sake of their fucking ideas. Fucking jack holes." Church said as his mood soured, a mood Tucker picked up on.

"You're talking about what happened to your mom and aunt aren't you?" asked Tucker.

Church stops for a second, standing there relieving the tragic memory of that day. "Yeah, I am." He said solemnly. He continued to walk towards blue base, their tank Sheila stationed in the front of the base on standby due to no mission that required her.

"CHURCH." Yelled a blue soldier coming out of the base.

"What is it Caboose?" asked church.

"Oh, well you have video mail by a man named Oz the great and powerful." said Caboose.

"Does he mean your old professor of your school that you went to?" asked Tucker.

"Oh, great what's that crypted asshole want now?" Exhaled church as he walked into the base leaving Tucker and Caboose to themselves.

"So, what were the reds doing?" asked Caboose.

"Same as us, doing nothing" replied Tucker.

"Oh, maybe we should invite them over so we can do nothing together! It would be best friend's day." exclaimed Caboose. Happy as he can be while Tucker looked at him with a blank stare.

"Sometimes I forget how annoying you are." Tucker said.

"Do you want me to leave you a note, so you don't forget?" asked Caboose.

"Huuuugh, By the way, where is Doc? He normally keeps you busy".

"Oh, he's doing his medication thing." Caboose answered.

"You mean his mediation thing?" Tucker questioned.

"Isn't that what I said?"

"No dude there two different thin- "

"SON OF A BITCH!" A yell broke the conversation and they both stared at the entrance to the base where it came from.

"Oh, great looks like we are in for a rough ride today." Tucker sighed.

"Should we get pads to make the ride smoother?" asked Caboose.

"Oh, shut up Caboose." Stated tucker.


(Few minutes earlier)

"All I'm saying is we could be out there looking for new and intelligent forms of life in another galaxy or finding ancient ruins left behind by species that came before us." Griff said.

"As much as I like that idea there's some problems with it. Number one, despite our technology we're still bound to our galaxy and can't jump to a new one without it taking thousands of years. Second, the only ruins we found were from the forerunners since most of the other cultures were wiped out due to firing of the halo rings." Replied Simmons.

"Dammit, I hate it when you're a geek about this shit." Griff said.

"Proud of if bitch." replied Simmons.

"LADIES FORNT AND CENTER ON THE DOUBLE!" yelled Sarge.

"Copy."

"On our way." They both replied.

Scene changes to Griff, Simmons, Sarge, and Donut together awaiting the news Sarge had.

"Men, as you know I've been tinkering with some certain projects of mine to increase our fire power here at blood gulch outpost number 1." Sarge spoke with pride.

"Are we getting those badass mech suits with customization option?". Simmons ask excitedly.

"Unfortunately, not. Those damn bureaucrats of the UNSC haven't approved it because they believe it would cost too much and would cripple the economy." Sarge explained in anger.

"Cripple the economy my ass. They probably said that just to keep their fancy life in check." replied Simmons.

"Ain't that the truth." said Griff.

"I know men but unfortunately, we have to deal with those pansy ass men. But the good news is we were able to get another thing that I have been working on and now I am proud to present it." Replied Sarge.

"Donut que the intro." Sarge ordered.

"Gentlemen and Gentlemen coming to you live in blood gulch I present to you the new and improved WARTHOG!" Announced Donut as Lopez drove the red painted warthog to them. Griff and Simmons just stared at the warthog for a good 5 minutes until Griff spoke.

"That's it? That's your project a warthog colored in red that's all you got?"

"Yeah, Sarge not to sound disrespectful but I call this bullshit. You got ripped off!" Simmons said.

"Heh heh heh now don't call bullshit just yet. The paint job is just an additional customization I got with the main feature." replied Sarge. "Lopez! Remove the turret." Sarge ordered.

"Huh."

"What?"

"Sí señor." (Yes sir). Lopez replied. He hopped out of the driver's seat turned to the back and removed the turret with ease and dropped down carrying it to the rest of the reds to see.

"Well, what do you think now boys? With this we will be able to not only carry the turret into battle but also change it depending on the mission we are on." Sarge smirked even though no one could see due to them having helmets on. The silence was broken by Griff when he spoke.

"Sir permission to speak freely and unfiltered?"

"Permission granted."

"This is bad ass as hell." Griff said excitedly.

"Yeah, with this we can get an edge on the battlefield also we can change during the battle depending on what objective we need to complete." Simmons said geeking out on all the different scenarios they could do.

"Oh yeah were gonna get them with their pants down and ram it straight up their ass." Cheered
Donut.

"ARGH DAMMIT DONUT!" yelled Sarge, Griff, and Simmons.

"What?"

"Every time we get new equipment you go make up some innuendo about ramming someone with something or someone." Simmons said with disgust.

"Donut we have this conversation before I keep telling you to watch what you say cause you give people mixed message about what we do. You're making it sound like were a bunch of werido's who like to rape the enemy in very weird and bizarre ways then kill them."

"Yes sir." Donut said solemnly.

"Idiota." (idiot) replied Lopez.

"Seriously how is he married?" Questioned Griff with a shake of his head.

"And have 10 kids?" Questioned Simmons.

"We can contemplate on how donut is married later right now we still must go through the other feature of the new warthog. Specifically, the new weapons for it and the improvements to the vehicle itself." Said Sarge.

"Really? We have more options beside the chain, gauss, and rocket?" Question Simmons.

"Los nuevos armamentos warthog además de las 3 armas primarias son de experimentos prototipo de la guerra del pacto. Las armas son de las siguientes variantes de jabalí jabalí de fuego, jabalí de fuego veterano, cerdo de escarcha, transporte de tropas m831, jabalí lanzador de red y el jabalí de plasma experimental." (The new warthog armaments in addition to the 3 primal weapons are from prototype experiments from the covenant war. Weapons are from the following warthog variants fireball warthog, veteran fireball warthog, frost hog, m831 troop transport, net launcher warthog, and the experimental plasma warthog.) replied Lopez.

"Dam that's a lot of warthogs." said Simmons. "Wait you said fireball and veteran fireball what's the difference between those two?"

"El jabalí de fuego está equipado con un lanzallamas, mientras que el veterano está equipado con un lanzagranadas incendiario." (Fireball warthog is equipped with a flame thrower while the veteran is equipped with incendiary grenade launcher) replied Lopez.

"Now that is awesome not only will we be…" Donut said before being cut off.

"Donut if that sentence has anything to do with spraying our hot load at the enemy, I'm going to bash you in the head with my rifle, then proceed to use the flamethrower we just got on all your hair and body products back at your bunk." Threated Griff.

"Party pooper." Donut said with his head down.

"If it's that kind of party I'm glad to the party pooper." Griff said with pride. "So, Sarge you said the vehicle itself was improved as well what type of improvements are we talking about?"

"Heh heh heh well, Griff the hull's been reinforced with iridium to strengthen it. Now it can both take as well as dish out more damage. The engine has been overhauled so its top speed has doubled and of course the framework has been reinforced as well to keep it from breaking. The tires have been upgraded with a new experimental tire made with nitrile. The tusks on the wench are equipped with a grappling feature for climbing up cliffs or my version of snagging the enemy and dragging them behind. Last but not least, the seats have been modified for extreme comfort." Sarge stated.

"Oh, ho ho I am going to enjoy breaking this bad boy in." Griff said with excitement.

"Keep it in your pants Griff you ain't busting up the warthog we just got." Sarge stated.

"Sir with respect when it comes to the destruction of our vehicles you are the one at fault." Simmons replied.

"Yea."

"Aint that the truth."

"Si." (yes)

"What in the Sam hell are you talking about? When have I ever destroyed any of our vehicles?" asked Sarge.

"Tassonis."

"Egov."

"Onuna."

"Aomia." (Aomia)

"Unremia."

"Our last trip to the Vegas quadrant that involved that brute coked up on cocaine and pixie sticks."

"My eldest daughter graduation party when you tried to jump over a ravine filled with bombs and sharks."

"El mes pasado cuando totalizaste el jabalí. Estaba más allá de la reparación y la razón por la que ahora tenemos este nuevo." (Last month when you totaled the warthog. It was beyond repair and the reason we now have this new one.)

"DAMMIT MEN I GET THE PICTURE ALREADY!" yelled Sarge. "Urgh look all I'm saying is that I would like keep the new vehicle intact for at least a few days."

"Hate to burst your bubble sarge but with our luck that aint gonna happen." Stated Simmons. "Cause sooner or later something always happens."

"Like what? We haven't had any action in three months." Stated Griff. "It's not like a mission is just gonna pop up."

"SON OF A BITCH!" A yell from across the canyon causing red team to look at blue base which was the source of the noise.

Griff sighed. "Why do I tempt fate?"

"Oh man. Church sounds pissed today. I wondered what happened?" Asked Donut.

"Any thoughts Griff?" Asked Simmons.

"Well, if I had to guess that yell probably has something to do with his little sister or his cousins." Griff stated.

"Hmm." Sarge poundered then said. "Alright men load up. We're going to blue base. Griff you drive."

"Yes, sir." replied Griff.

"Shotgun!" said Simmons.

"Shotguns lap." said Donut.

"Fuck no." replied Simmons.

"Can it you two. I'm taking shotgun the rest get in the back. Lopez removed the turret stand and Griff pressed the button on the right side of the wheel."

"Sí señor." (Yes sir). Replied Lopez as he removes the turret stand.

"On it." Said Griff as he pressed the button causing the back of the warthog to shift opening four extra seats. Once they were all piled in the red team headed to Blue Base.


(Blue Base)

"WHY THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING LETTING HER GO THERE!?" Church yelled from inside the base while the rest of blue team stood outside the base.

"Yeah, Church is not in a good mood right now." Said Doc.

"Yeah, no shit Doc." Said Tucker. "I don't know what pissed him off but man it's a big one."

"Hey chick a bum-bum." Said Caboose.

"No Caboose and also what did I tell you about that." said Tucker.

"Sorry sorry." Caboose apologize.

"HEY BLUES!" yelled Sarge as he and red team drove up to them in the warthog.

"Hello reds how are you this day?" asked Caboose.

"Was same as usual then Sarge got us a new warthog. What's up with Church yelling?" Donut asked.

"I DON'T CARE IF SHE STOPPED A ROBBERY! THAT DOESN'T MEAN SHE GRADUTED FROM SIGNAL EARLY AND HEAD TO BEACON! GETTING A RECOMMENDATION MAYBE BUT NOT GOING STRAIGHT TO BEACON!"

"So, what's wrong with Leo?" asked Simmons.

"Something about his younger cousin get into same school as his sister and other cousin." Tucker replied.

"Really isn't that good news? What's the problem? It doesn't seem like a big deal." questioned Simmons.

"SHE'S TWO YEARS YOUNGER THAN THEM! SHE IS NOT AN ADULT YET!"

"Oh, that's why." Simmons said.

"So, who's he yelling at?" Sarge asked.

"Probably his uncle. He's wondering why he's letting this happen." said Griff.

"DO I LOOK LIKE A GIVE A SHIT, WHAT THAT COFFEE ADDICT THINKS OR HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN HE IS A GOD DAMN NIGHTMARE TO DEAL WITH!"

"And now he's insulting his old headmaster probably the culprit to all this yelling." Tucker said.

"Hey Griff, you knew Leo in basic training, right? Did he even tell you about his time there at his school?" asked Donut.

"A little bit just regular stuff though, like you normally do at school. Go to class, eat, sleep, train to defeat soulless monsters, and deal with assholes. Just everyday life. But for some reason he would always say he couldn't figure him out, like he had another agenda or something." Griff answered.

"Maybe he was hiding a super-duper secret." said Caboose.

"What are you talking about Caboose?" asked Doc.

"Maybe he is an ancient wizard that reincarnates every 100 years and is trying to stop an evil witch from destroying the world." Caboose stated.

There was a long pause as everyone stared at Caboose.

"Caboose did you get into my fucking weed again?" asked Tucker.

"qué carajo?" (The fuck?) said Lopez.

"That boy gets weirder every time I see him." said Sarge.

"OH, AH COURSE HE'S FINE WITH IT! HE DOESN'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT IT THAT DRUNKEN ASS BIRD!"

"And now he's insulting his other uncle." said Griff.

"Man, and I thought my family had problems." said Donut.

"Donut, your family problems are nothing compared to others here." Said Sarge. "I mean look at my family, my daddy named me Sarge cause he wanted me to join the army."

"That and he was a war fanatic of the highest order." said Simmons.

"That too but I wasn't as good with raising my own kids. said Sarge. Hell, my daughter is gun blazing Rambo while my son is the calm and collective type and there supposed to be twins."

"Sarge just because they were born together doesn't mean they must act the same. That's a very old stereotype." Doc said.

"Argh that God damn coffee drinking cane wielding Douch bag. Church grumbles as he walks out of the base meeting everyone outside. Tucker, Doc, Caboose pack a bag and weapons we got a mission. Same with you reds! You're coming too. SHEILA LOCK AND LOAD WE GOT THINGS TO BLOW UP AND MAYBE A HEADMASTER OF A SCHOOL DEPENDING ON MY MOOD!"

"Online and ready to go." Replied Sheila as she powered up.

"I'm guessing that conversation you had didn't go to well?" asked Sarge.

"No, I'm just pissed off today cause it's my time of the month. OF COURSE, IT WAS THE COVERSATION!" yelled Church.

"So, what's the mission this time?" asked Tucker.

"Well, we're going to be instructors for the next gen of hunters and maybe future soldiers. And if I know that cryptic asshole there's going to be some bullshit along the way. So, grab your dicks guys." Stated church as the screen turned to black. "Were going to remnant."

RED VS BLUE REMNAT DEFENDERS.

(Author notes)

So, this is my first attempt at fanfiction. There's going to be some hiccups along the way but ill get better over time. I hope. Also don't expect this to come out fast cause this was hell to get the first chapter out. Thinking it up is easy typing it out is a whole other ball game. So favorite if you like it so far and leave a review till then I'm jam demon see ya later.