I just kinda felt like doing this since they became best friends near the end of their time at Blood Gulch.
A heart monitor was beating steadily, one of the two notions that she was alive. The other was the faint rise and fall of her chest.
"Sota, I'm sorry." A man had his helmet in his hands. "I just... I just didn't believe that he'd go rogue like that. Caboose..."
Church looked at the gunshot wound and started to cry.
"If I would've known, I-I would've taken it for you."
Church knew what she'd say if she were awake and not fighting for her life. "Things happen, Church. And I'll be fine, trust me."
He wiped a tear from his eye. "Tucker... He went after Caboose. And his son went, too. I haven't heard back from him..." Church sniffled. "It's been months, Sota. I'm scared that he's dead. Don't make me the remaining Blood Gulch Blue."
He looked at Sota's armor. The way the blue and the crimson were together.
He sighed and reached out, grabbing Sota's hand. "Sota, just please, please don't die."
He found himself crying again when he heard a sound, one he never wanted to hear, especially with Sota.
The flatline sounded.
He could feel the warmth fading from her.
Church looked at the lifeless Sota.
"I hated you the least."
I just felt like writing this, + I needed a new story for this book. Suggestions? Comment below! ⬇️

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Oneshots and Imagines
FanfictionRvB, Vanoss Crew, maybe some Warriors mixed in. Always open for suggestions!