Chapter 47: C.T.

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Sandtrap
Present Day

Washington and Carolina are seen running across the desert until Wash stops. Behind them, Team RWBY hides.

Ruby: Look, there they are!

Blake: Shh...

Washington: Here. I have no idea how she got here.

Carolina walks up.

Carolina: That's because she didn't.

Carolina uncovers C.T's helmet.

Washington: Is that who I think it is? If what you're saying is true, how could this have happened?

Enemy Command Complex
Many years ago...

Inside a room, C.T and the Insurrectionist Leader get ready.

C.T: We need to get to the escape vehicle.

Insurrectionist Leader: I'm not leaving them!

The Insurrection Leader summons out two turrets from the ceiling by using a computer.

C.T: You don't understand. They want me! They don't care about the rest of you. I know too much. If I leave, they'll follow me.

Outside of the room, Carolina is seen joining Tex ouside the door.

Tex: Quiet, that room is guarded by turrets.

Carolina: I can get past them.

Tex: If there was a way to do it, I would have already done it.

Carolina turns on her radio.

Carolina: York, I need you to cut the power on the main complex.

Back with York, Washington, and Wyoming, the Twin Insurrectionist Chain Gunners are still firing at the Freelancer agents.

York: Little busy out here!

Carolina: Just do it.

York: I'll see what I can do. Sounds like a good excuse to get out of this firefight.

~ Jeff Williams - Mystery Blue Guy ~

The Blue Freelancer pulls himself up.

Wyoming: Good show, mate! That's the spirit. Still have a bit of fight in you.

He pulls off the tomahawk from his shoulder and tosses it at the Twin Insurrectionist Chain Gunners. It hits the ground and skids to a stop a few feet away from them, and the Twin Chain Gunners share a glance before continuing to fire.

York: Ha, so much for that plan.

Washington: What now?

The Blue Freelancer takes cover and spots a crane off to the side. He fires his grenade launcher at the crane arm which knocks a crate out of its grasp. The crate slides across the ground and knocks the Twin Insurrectionist Chain Gunners off their platofrm and onto the ground where the crate messily crushes them.

York: Ha, I don't believe it! We're all clear Carolina. We'll be dark in less than sixty.

Carolina: Roger that.

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