A ship flying on the ocean, approaches an island.
Dylan: Coming up on the island.
Thea: I got a bad feeling about this.
Shawn: Your not the only one.
Simmons: How are we gonna know if they're here?
Dylan: I got a feeling they'll see us before we see the- (Alarm)
Dylan: Yep. There's our answer. Someone just locked missiles.
Jax: Shields up! Go to red alert!
Sarge: What does this hub-cap have in the way of countermeasures?
Dylan: Well, if they shoot, we can counter by exploding. That's about it.
Simmons: Yeah, let's make that plan B.
Dylan: Our autopilot is worse than useless against guided missiles. I- I don't suppose any of you moonlight as combat pilots?
Grif: Oh! I crashed a ship once- uhh, it was technically a tactical crash.
Tucker: Yeah, I think I prefer plan B.
Shawn: Mhm.
Two missiles are fired.
Dylan: Incoming! Twelve o'clock. Grif!
Grif: Just a minute! I still haven't figured out how to invert the controller scheme.
The ship dives as the missiles fly above it.
Grif: Whoo! That was on purpose!
A barrage of missiles are fired.
Dylan: Oh heck...
Thea: Karabast.
The ship does a barrel roll to evade two missiles and flies above two more, but another warhead hits it straight on. Inside the ship, sparkles fly. Outside, it's a big blast and the ship is falling as Surge and Temple watch from the island.
Surge: Direct hit, sir. She's goin' down.
Temple: Thanks. I freaking noticed.
Surge: I still think we should have eliminated-
Temple: Enough! Looks like you'll get your wish after all.
The ship crashes on the ocean.
Surge: Shall I lead the greeting party?
Temple: We've got more important things to do. Have Lorenzo and Cronut roll out the red carpet while we secure the facility.
Surge: Uh, permission to speak freely, sir?
Temple: Nah.
Surge: Alright, then. [towards the edge] You heard the man, men! Let's show our guests some hospitality!
Tanks and jeeps show up in front of Surge.
On the beach, the Reds and Blues - Lopez only a head again - plus Dylan and Jax, stare at the wreckage.
Jax: Okay, I know I sound like a broken record. But you definitely should have been-
Grif: Would you shut up about the leaf on the wind shit?! I got us out alive, you're freakin' welcome.
Thea: Thank you.
Grif: Your welcome.
Shawn: Was that sarcasm?
Thea: No.
Dylan: The Revere's... totaled. The comm array is still functioning, but... not for long. That's gonna cost someone an arm and a leg...
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Red vs blue (female OC) season 15
FanfictionIt's been months since the fight with Hargrove and the reds and blues are now committing crimes, not only that but all the freelancers are going missing. The UNSC are convinced that their killers except people that know them and only one person it c...
