At the desert, Sarge and Grif walk away from the group.
Sarge: Hmm.
Grif: Hey Sarge, what's wrong?
Sarge: I don't like this, Grif.
Grif: What, the vision?
Tucker is talking with Caboose and Slade from a distance.
Tucker: It's a waterfall, it's literally impossible to forget! Like girlfriend dick!
Slade: Will you shut up already?!
Sarge: Yeah. I've never been what you'd call a "new age" kinda guy.
Grif: You don't say.
Sarge: But this bowling ball seems to be on a heck of a roll! Pun intended. What with the flying and the laser shooting and all.
Grif: And he can lift stuff without arms. That's pretty cool.
Sarge: That too. What if there's something to this whole vision thing? We need to call Simmons. Find out if he's seen anything out of the ordinary.
Grif: How? Our long range radio here got destroyed, and we don't have enough signal power in the jeeps to reach him.
Sarge: I think I have an idea how to fix that.
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At Valhalla, Simmons is currently kneeling next to South, as she had her torso armor off and Simmons was keeping pressure on her wound.
Simmons: Just keep breathing, South. Don't move unless you absolutely have to.
South: (moans in pain) What about your medic guy?
Simmons: He's unconscious. He'll wake up soon.... I hope.
Doc then groans as he sits up, holding his head.
Doc: Hh, mm. Ow my head. Oh.
Simmons: Doc, you're alive. Good.
Doc: Yeah, no thanks to you. Why'd you hit me?
Simmons: I didn't hit you, they did. (points at the Meta and Wash)
Doc: Jerks. Who're they?
Simmons: Help her first and I'll explain.
Doc then sees the condition South is in.
Doc: Oh, shoot! Are you okay, Miss....
South: I'm South. And no, I'm clearly not okay! I was fucking shot, jackass.....
Doc: Okay, okay, take it easy.
Doc starts scanning South's bullet wound.
Doc: So who are these guys?
Simmons: The dark one's Washington. He's a Freelancer.
Doc: Great. 'Cause those guys are always such a blast to hang around with.
South: I'm a Freelancer too, pal. But just for the record, I'm not with them.
Simmons: The big one, we call the Meta.
Doc: But rumor had it those guys were disbanded. Everyone went to jail.
Simmons: Yeah, well I guess they got paroled.
Wash: You three, quiet.
The Meta growls as his armor glitches.
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Red vs Blue: Heavy 'META'L
AdventureAfter the events of Blood Gulch, Slade, AKA Agent California, rescues his friend Washington from the Meta before he was killed. Together, they reunite the Reds and Blues in order to take down the Meta before he gets his hands on all the AIs made by...