We zoom in on the reds as Simmons was still firing at the rock the blues were hiding behind
Casey:jesus! How many bullets are in this fucking thing!
Grif:Simmons! Simmonnsss!*he shouts as Simmons finally stops firing stepping off the jeep* Jesus that thing is loud
Casey:tell me about it if it wasn't for my helmet cutting most of the noise out I would have been deaf*he said as Sheila and caboose drives by in the background*
Simmons:...what?!
Grif:come on let's sneak around the back of the rock and get them out
Simmons:OKAY!
Grif:keep it down! Jesus!
Casey: this is a really bad idea do we even know if there's a way up back there.
Grif:it's either this or listen to Simmons waste all our ammo on a rock for an hour
Casey:...fair well let's go before they realise we've stopped
*after a couple minutes we cut to grif, Simmons and casey All at the other end*
Grif: Aw, crap, I don't think we're gonna be able to get around this way.
Casey:I did say it was a bad idea
Simmons: Tell me again, uh, why did we get out of the jeep?
*Sheila rolls up right behind them.*
Grif: Well, I guess it was this or sit there and watch you shoot rocks all day long.
Casey: hence why I came along
*Sheila's turret looks at Grif, then at Simmons as they speak.*
Simmons: Well, at least that was fun.
Casey:yeah it was a good stretch for my legs
Grif, Casey and Simmons turn simultaneously to see the tank.
Grif: Holy CRAP. What in God's name is that thing?
Casey:oh my god that is a. M808 Main battle Tank. Length of 10.2 meters. Width of 7.8 meters. Mass is 66 metric tons. It's Max acceleration is 9 km/h/s. Its Max speed is 33 miles per hour. Its hull is made of Ceramic-Titanium. It has a M512 Smooth Bore High Velocity Cannon, which fires a 90mm tungster shell, including $1 Canister Shells. 1 M247T Medium Machine gun which fires 7.62mm armor-piercing rounds. Otherwise known as a scorpion tank.*he said before feeling a bit confused* (why do I know that?)
Grif:why a scorpion?
Simmons:is this really the time!?
Grif:dude hold still I don't think it sees us
Casey:I said it was a scorpion not a T-rex seriously is that all you do watch jurassic park and eat ice cream?
*fade to black*
*fade back to the barrel of the tank aiming at grif*
Casey:You still don't want to move?
Grif:why is it just sitting there?
Casey:maybe it's trying to get your good side *he said sarcastically*
Simmons:it's just trying to mess with our heads let's get back to the warthog.
Casey+Grif:alright
Simmons:okay you both ready? Let's do this on three...
Grif:wait on three or on go?
Casey:he just said on three
Simmons:on three *he clarifies* its always faster to go on three
Grif:okay okay on three
Simmons:one...*grif starts running as casey noticed this and quickly ran as he ran alot faster than he realised*
*grif ran towards the jeep casey being alot faster as he sped by him*
Grif:oh shit oh shit oh shit *panting* maybe I should have took those training runs
*back to simmons*
Simmons:two...three! (He turns around seeing grif was running and casey was hoping into the jeep) Oh you backstabbing cockbites
Suddenly the tank fired hitting the jeep as casey went flying a weird blue energy around him seemingly breaking
Grif:son of a bitch!
Simmons:son of a bitch!
Church:son of a bitch!
*Another shot is fired*
Simmons:son of a bitch!God.. *another shot* dammit!
*grif and simmons run and hide behind a rock as the cannon fires in the background*
Simmons:*horrid imitation of grif* hey I have an idea! Let's get out of the jeep and go around the others idea of the rock*another shot hit the rock* great plan you idiot! Now casey is fucking dead!
Grif:you really need to stop doing impressions!
Simmons:oh sarge is going to absolutely kill you!
*Meanwhile*
*Casey groaned as he was on the ground his head spinning as the world span so he closed his eyes only to see visions or almost like flashes of a group of people all different coloured armour and a voice ringing through his head*
???:you are to be the best of them agent Delaware. Don't hold back
Then another flash a girl with red hair
???:come on Del. Don't leave I need you.
*then another flash as a small golden light shined infront of him*
???:come on Casey get back up! Fight!
*casey groaned gripping his helmet in pain as he felt his head throbbing his body throbbing in pain as he pulled his helmet off as we watch from the helmet not able to see his face only able the see his back and the glimpse of his black hair as we hear him panting as he slowly took in the air his ears ringing a everything sounded like he was underwater but as his breathing steadied and he managed to see properly he heard*
Tucker:You shot Church you team killing fucktard!
*casey looked around noticing grif and Simmons making a break for the base as he groaned getting up putting his helmet back on and sneaking back towards the base*
*fade to black*
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Red Vs Blue X Male Oc Season 1.
Fanfictiona seemingly normal soldier with strong amnesia joined the red army and was placed in a boxed canyon with some dumb asses will his forgotten past stay forgotten? or will it come crashing down
