Red vs Blue: Heavy 'META'L

Backup Plans

At the desert, Wash and the Meta stand ready.

Washington: Alright Meta, get ready. Fire!

Wash tosses a grenade, and the Meta fires his brute shot.

Washington: Huh, well that actually seemed to work.

Doc stands in the center of a pile of rubble, having been freed from the wall.

Doc: ...Ow!

Washington: (walks up to Doc with the Meta behind him) Doc, how do you feel?

Doc: Uh okay I guess, all things considered- hey does anybody know where we can find a good medic?

Washington: I don't get paid enough for this.

Washington walks off as the Meta watches. The Meta takes a glance at Doc before also walking away with a growl.

Doc: Geez, tough room.

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At the facility, the Reds stand at the bottom of a staircase.

Grif: I told you that stupid plan wouldn't work.

Simmons: That's because you said your name was Agent Pluto!

Sarge: Heh, luckily we had the old contingency plan to fall back on.

Grif: Sarge, shotgun in the face is not a contingency plan. I keep telling you that.

Sarge: Don't be so quick to judge, Grif. Shotgun in the face can be applied in a variety of tough situations. For instance, (aims shotgun at Grif) watch how quickly it cures insubordination.

Caboose: (from far off) Oh no!

A loud crash, like shattering glass is then heard.

Simmons: What was that?

Sarge: It came from down here. Come on.

Sarge heads down the hall with Grif and Simmons behind him.

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Kan rush around a corner, keeping his plasma rifles out and nods for Slade to follow him. They continue down the hall and find what looks like a control room, giving a clear view of the rest of the facility.

Kan: By the Prophets, this facility is humongous!

Slade: I never realized how much resources the Director for his damned experiments.

Suddenly they hear the same glass-shattering noise that the Reds did.

Kan: What was that?

Slade: No clue. (sighs) Okay, Nat. I hate to have to do this to you, but-

South: It's okay, just go find your friends. I'll be fine.

Slade then gives her one of his pistols.

Slade: I'll be back as fast I can, love. Theta, I want you to stay here and keep running her healing unit.

Theta: (appears next to South) Okay, Cal! Just please do come back. This place feels creepy to me...

Slade: (scoffs) You aren't the only one with that feeling, lad.

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Back at the desert, Washington, Doc, and the Meta watch one of the Elites draw in the sand.