EXT. RED BASE - DAY
The Warthog has SARGE pinned against the wall, its gun firing toward his head. DOC is still impotently sitting in the driver's seat, looking terrified.
SIMMONS: (Shouting, panicked) Okay, we gotta do something here, guys! He's going to be a red puddle!
DONUT: (Pops up, excited) You're right! I got dibs on Sarge's armor! It's way cooler than pink!
GHOST: (Voice a low, dangerous growl) Say another word, Donut, and I rip your throat out. He's not dead yet.
EXT. BLUE BASE - DAY
The blue base. TUCKER is kneeling in front of CHURCH, who still hears the faint beeping of the Warthog's homing beacon.
TUCKER: (To Church) Okay, Church, you ready? I'm gonna yank the wire. This is it.
EXT. RED BASE - DAY
Back to the Warthog and Sarge.
SARGE: (Straining, pinned) Grif, if you see Lopez, tell him I forgive him. Tell him, he was like a son to me. A very quiet, very efficient son.
GRIF: (Confused, from his hiding spot) I thought Simmons was like a son to you? The one you always praise?
SARGE: (A quick glance at Simmons, then back to the Warthog, a resigned sigh) No offense, Simmons. Lopez and I just, understood each other better. He never talked back.
SIMMONS: (Outraged) Understood... he refused to speak English, sir! He only spoke Spanish!
GRIF: Yeah, and he ran away the first chance he got, leaving you to die!
SIMMONS: And now he's trying to kill you with a remote control jeep! That's not love!
GHOST: (Muttering to his A.I.s) You two do know that everything you just said is completely wrong... Every single part of it.
SARGE: (A faint chuckle, despite the imminent death) Ahhhh, what a little rascal. Always full of surprises.
GHOST: (To his A.I.s, exasperated) Why does everyone ignore me? I'm literally explaining things.
VALKYRIE & OPHELIA: (In Ghost's helmet, in unison) We don't ignore you, Ghost. We hear everything.
GHOST: I know.
SIMMONS: (Turns his helmet, a look of genuine fear) Seriously, who's talking? I keep hearing voices!
GHOST: (Turns to Simmons, his voice sharp and menacing) Shut the fuck up, Simmons. You're imagining things.
EXT. BLUE BASE - DAY
The Blues.
TUCKER: (Alright, here goes nothin'. One... Two... Three! (He pulls the wire, and the beeping stops abruptly.)
CHURCH: (A long, drawn-out sigh of relief) Oh God yes, finally! Some freakin' peace and quiet! I thought that was gonna drive me nuts! (He tries to move) ...Hey. Why can't I move my legs?
EXT. RED BASE - DAY
The Reds. The Warthog immediately stops firing.
WARTHOG: (A mechanical voice, shutting down) Signal lost. Manual override required.
GRIF: (From his hiding spot) Wow, that was a close one. Are you okay, Sarge? You look a little... flat.
SARGE: (Straining, pushing himself off the wall, rubbing his chest) Ah, horse puckey, I'm fine. Although I do have to admit, maybe a little bit disappointed.
SIMMONS: (Rushing over to him) It's okay, sir. I know that you said a lot of things that you didn't mean. People say crazy stuff when they're faced with their own mortality. Like "I forgive Lopez."
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Red vs Blue (Male OC Insert)
FanfictionYou were one of the first freelancers and one of the best you could never fill a mission no matter what happens you always succeed no matter who you fight you always come out on top. You've lost a lot of people you care about in your life along with...
