R(WBY)ed vs Blue: New Colors

Chapter 17: Trust Issues

Vallhalla

Nearby Red Base, Simmons, crouching, sneaks out then sneaks back inside.

Simmons: Okay, here’s the plan. Team RWBY will run upwards the river towards Blue Base, while me, Donut, and Lopez run straight for Blue Base through the right side. Keep your heads up, and stay in formation. Lopez, you take the lead.

Ruby: I don't think we should split up though, we should stick together if we run into the Meta.

Simmons: No, because we would be in two different directions. If he finds one group, the other group can still get towards Blue Base and find his vehicle and escape.

Lopez: ¿Por qué debo estar enfrente?(Why do I have to be in front?)

Simmons: Exactly. I’ll follow you, Lopez.

Donut: I’ll handle your rears!

Simmons: Okay! Change of plans. I’ll be last. Lopez, you still go out in front.

The seven exit from the base.

Lopez: Por supuesto que estoy enfrente. (Of course I’m in front.)

Simmons: Donut, you be in the middle.

Donut: It’ll be a Donut sandwich! Mm-mm!

Simmons: Dammit, Donut! You can ruin anything!

The two groups run to their respective places, Team RWBY runs upwards through the river, and the Reds run to the right.

Weiss: Although their plan was selfless, you have to agree they're still idiots, right?

Yang: Oh, yeah, definitely.

With the Reds, they pause once they reach the small area of trees. Simmons aims his gun.

Simmons: Do you see anything?

Lopez: Si yo viese algo estaría disparando, cabrón. (If I saw something, I would be shooting, dumbass.)

Simmons: Well, keep your eyes open, then.

The Red trio start running again.

Lopez: ¿Por qué ustedes siempre me hacen preguntas si nunca entienden las respuestas? (Why do you guys always ask me questions if you never understand the answers?)

Simmons: Geez, quiet, Lopez! God, we’ve been over this!

Lopez: Maldita sea. (Goddamn it.)

Donut: Simmons! I’m scared~~!

Simmons: It’s okay. We’re all scared, Donut.

Lopez: Yo no tengo miedo. Hice reservas de mí mismo esta mañana. (I’m not scared. I made back-ups of myself this morning.)

Sandtrap

Sarge: Yeah, see ya later, Winston Churchill.

Church floats off. Caboose and Tucker follow while you, Sarge and Grif watch them run off.

Caboose: Church, wait.

You start heading another direction, and the Reds notice.

Grif: Hey, (L/N). Aren't you going to follow your team?

(L/N): What? Oh, I'm just gonna check the temple, see if there's other weapons we can use.

You walk out of the Reds sights. Sarge speaks up.