Red Vs Blue [Requests, Some Sort of Story Line]

I Like You (Females)

 Minnesota
I didn't feel bad for what I was doing. Just for how strong I was. This dweeb couldn't handle my strength but I shouldn't have been going that rough with them. Illinois was their name. Hmph...not surprising that she/he was new. They didn't know shit about fighting.

When I was done with him/her...I got up and smiled. I needed to or else I'd growl or snap. Everyone gave me a wide eyed smile as well as applause. Yeah because that's like TOTALLY something I wanted. You might think I hate the kid but...it's what I'm ordered to do. They sucked and I was great. The paremedics ran into the training room and took Y/n away. Y/n winced as the paramedics picked her/him up. I felt great for doing it but part of me felt guilty for hurting them. I wanted to tell them sorry but that wouldn't have been me. So I decided not to. I darted after them to make sure they were a good enough to beat again.

Connie

It wasn't a pretty sight. I had to step out or else I'd cry. They were hopeless. They couldn't move. They couldn't even breathe for a couple seconds. I couldn't watch. I hate seeing people I know in pain. They don't deserve it. The poor kid was out on the training field and was getting every god damn thing knocked out of her.

Minnesota stopped. She looked down. Everybody feared her. She was almost out of her mind. Sick in the head. I felt like she was going to eat my kidneys and heart. Torture me. I looked at Y/n and narrowed my eyes. The poor thing.

The paremedics took them away. I followed and sat on a chair next to Illinois, hoping that they would wake up.

Texas
I scolded myself for loosing to Minnesota. AGAIN. I wasn't exactly proud of what she did but Y/n was gonna have to go through that to get stronger. She/he was weaker than Washington. He actually is able to at least hit Minnesota 3 or 4 times. Nobody is perfect. The way they were wincing and breathing didn't give me the best of feelings.

If y/n doesn't get any better then their gonna end up like Florida. In a hell hole. Well if they knew. The paremedics darted towards Y/n and picked her/him up and took them away. I heard them groan. I waited outside the door just hoping they'd be fine.

Carolina

I had enough of Minnesota hurting Y/n like they were. I pounder on the glass to get Sota's attention. It didn't work. They continued pounding Illi into the ground as if they didn't belong here.

They didn't.

I watched them be taken away. I watched them almost die. I watched the others LAUGH. As if it were funny. It wasn't! It was almost too painful to watch. I ran to Y/n's dorm and waited for their return.

South

I new what it felt like to be beat up like that. It was true pain. Not like losing a family member. It was pain. It was there for a reason and that reason was to get better at what we're supposed to do.

They obviously couldn't take that much pain yet. I don't know what their life was like or what the hell they got into but it was nothing close to what was happening now. They winced at every little touch. They sucked but did as much as they could and...sucked. Can't blame 'em. Once she/he was done Y/n got up. They tore off their helmet. Black, blue, green, and purple marks were on their cheeks and above their eye. I thought the helmets were supposed to protect your face. Y/n ran out of the training area and down to their dorm to get washed up.

My only question was; Where they going to quit?
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Are you gonna quit? Are you gonna stay? Are you gonna cry? Who knows. Well...I mean I do but...what do you think?