Chapter 230: Multiple Choice

Fade in to the fueling station.

Carolina: What exactly are you playing at?

Felix: (over radio) Ho ho, okay, easy there darling. I know this is all very exciting, so I'm gonna hand the mike over to my partner here to tell you the details.

Locus: (over radio) It's time you people understood the futility of your situation. We know where you're hiding. We know you are in possession of a single teleportation grenade. And we know that you hold the coordinates to a particularly valuable radio jammer.

Cut to Locus and Felix standing beside each other at the location of the radio jammer.

Locus: Which is why my partner and I are contacting you from its location.

RADIO JAMMER STATION 1C

Cut to a low angle view of the radio jammer, where a Space Pirate is seen aiming his Binary Rifle. Locus walks towards the edge of the structure.

Locus: Make no mistake, you will not be interfering with today's events.

Tucker: (over radio) Says you! We're the champs of interfering with shit!

"Yeah!" Ash yells over the radio. "I like blowing stuff up that involves interfering!" 

Locus: As we speak, the armies of Chorus are converging on the capital, and the battle that ensues will leave no survivors.

Cut back to the Reds and Blues listening to Locus at the fueling station.

Locus: (over radio) If your goal was to save these people... you have failed. But you now have an opportunity... to save yourselves.

Washington: What do you mean?

Felix: (over radio) Once the chumps at the capital are all dead, you guys will be the only loose ends left.

Upon hearing this, Dr. Grey sadly lowers her head. Ash growls.

Felix: Now, seeing as you disabled our tracking device, and have the means to teleport... anywhere in the world, this poses a somewhat... annoying problem.

Locus: (over radio) Which is why Control is offering to make a deal.

Carolina: Control...?

Locus: If you choose to teleport back to your canyon, at Crash Site Bravo, you'll find a small ship waiting to take you home.

Cut to Locus at the radio jammer station.

Locus: But if you fail to arrive within the hour, we will find you... and we will kill you.

Grif: (over radio) I'm gonna go ahead and call bullshit on that...?

Cut back to the Reds and Blues.

Simmons: Yeah, why should we believe anything you say?!

Locus: (over radio) See for yourself.

A low rumbling sound is heard nearby, catching the Blood Gulch Crew's attention. They run towards the open field of the fueling station towards the sound and spot the ship, which transported Donut, Lopez, and Doc to Chorus, getting ready for its departure.

Lopez: Bueno. Yo les creo. [Okay. I believe them.]

Donut: You're right, Lopez! That is the ship that dropped us off.

Lopez: PARA DE FINGIR QUE ME ENTIENDES.[STOP PRETENDING THAT YOU UNDERSTAND ME.]

Locus: (over radio) It's fully functional and enroute to the canyon now.

The ship flies off.

Washington: So you got a ship. How are we suppose to know you won't shoot us the second we arrive?

Cut to Felix and Locus at the radio jammer station.

Felix: Well... ya can't. But, if it makes you feel any better, this wasn't our idea. (darkly) Trust me, I'm reeally hoping you're dumb enough to turn this offer down...

Locus: Our client is a person of business. They understand that you want no part in this conflict. And they are willing to let you live... if you agree to never to speak of our involvement here.

Felix: And trust us... They'll know if ya do.

Cut back to the Reds and Blues

Locus: (over radio) Agent Washington, I've been ordered to offer you and your men a way out. And I never, break an order. You have one hour to make your decision.

Felix: (over radio) Hope you make the right one.

Wash looks at the others. Dissolve to Armonia. A crashing sound is heard. Cut to the recruits.

ARMONIA, CAPITAL CITY OF CHORUS

Jensen: Sorry.

Palomo: It's all good. Just... severe whiplash.

"I think my bruises have bruises." Axel says.

Bitters: So how is it you can fix cars, when you can't even drive them?

Jensen: I'm sorry, Antoine, I couldn't hear you over the sound of your perpetual poor attitude.

Palomo: Ohhhh! Fuckin' got 'em! Droppin' that first name shit!

Bitters: God I hope you die before me...

Smith: Cut the chatter. Entry point seven secure. No hostiles detected. Over

New Republic trooper: Roger that Smith, movin' up.

A group of rebels run by.

New Republic trooper: Come on guys! Lets go!

Palomo: Oh hey! I just realized, this is our first mission together.

Jensen: Huh?

Palomo: As a super-elite team, remember?

Bitters: Yeah, some team we turned out to be...

Palomo: Yeah, we're like the Avengers. Okay, Smith can be Captain America, Axel can be Thor, Jensen's Black Widow-

Jensen: Who are you?

Palomo: Uhhggg. Tony Stark. Obviously.

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Bitters: Oh whatever, you're totally Hawkeye.

Palomo: Comic book Hawkeye or movie Hawkeye?

Bitters: Movie Hawkeye.

Palomo: (raises pistol, pissed) You fuck yourself!

Smith: Hey! Palomo's right. The captains choose us for a reason, and none of us are going to let them down. Now let's move out.

Smith begins walking. Cut to a group of cloaked space pirates, lead by Jackson, watching the recruits from nearby.

Jackson: Keep interference to a minimum. Let them kill each other and only target those who try to escape.

Female Space pirate: Hmph. This is gonna to be too easy.

Cut to the Blood Gulch Crew at the fueling station.

Epsilon: Alright, the way I see it we've got three options; I'm gonna go through these in the order of "Fucking Terrible" to "Goddamn Nightmare". Option A: We can take our last teleportation grenade and jump to a place on Chorus where we can lay low for a while. The obvious con here is that the armies will probably blow each other to bits. But, Carolina and I have gotten pretty good about fighting these guys on the run. If we're careful, we might be able to gather enough equipment and intel to get off this planet and bring Control to justice.

Simmons: Just to clarify, that's the best option?

Epsilon: That was "Fucking Terrible".

Carolina: We lose Chorus, but still have a chance to bring down Control and walk away from this alive. That gives us two out of three.

Grif: What's Option B?

Epsilon: If, and let me tell you, I cannot stretch this "if" hard enough, if Locus and Felix are telling the truth, we go back to the canyon, get on the ship, go home. If anybody asks, we tell them we stole the ride before all the crazy army people showed up and started murdering each other.

Sarge: Gotta be honest, I'm not the biggest fan of the 'if', and the thousands of deaths aren't great either.

Tucker: What about Option C?

Epsilon: (sigh...) We teleport to the radio jammer. If we take out their defenses, and shut down the machine, and if we're not too late, then we can broadcast a message to the capital.

Donut: Oh, well that one doesn't sound too bad.

Epsilon: Weelll, here's the thing. I've been running Carolina's healing unit whenever I can but her leg is still garbage. Combine that with the fact that these guys have Freelancer equipment, advanced weaponry-

Carolina: We get it... Some of us won't make it back.

Epsilon: Ehhhg Most of us... won't make it back.

"I'm... fine with that." Ash says.

Tucker: But we could save everyone at the capital.

Epsilon: Yeah If, if, if, we make it back in time. Then you just need to find a way to convince two armies that a bunch of dead people, are actually alive, and telling the truth.

Washington: There's a fourth option. Carolina, Ash, and I go on the run with Epsilon and Xi and do our best to bring down Control. And the rest of you take the ship... and go home.

Epsilon: That's... actually... not a bad Idea.

"I can get behind that." Ash says.

Carolina: The five of us would be able to move around the planet easier without the extra baggage. No offense.

Grif: No, baggage is right. We're comfortable with who we are.

Donut: But... we can't just leave.

"Yeah, Axel is going to the capital!" Ash says. "We can't just leave all of them!"

Emily: Yes you can. This isn't your responsibility. You all held up your end of the bargain. You helped us fight. You saved your friends. So... now all that's left is for... you to go home.

The crew sadly look at Emily and ponder over what they should do. Fade to Armonia, where Kimball and her forces scout the city in warthogs.

DOWNTOWN ARMONIA

Kimball: Something's not right... Squad leaders in the downtown areas, report in.

Smith: Still no enemies in sight, ma'am.

New Republic Trooper: Yeah, we got nothin' over here.

New Republic Trooper: Ma'am, you don't think Felix had... bad intel do you?

Kimball: Anything's possible. Just stay alert. He should've been back by now...

A loud sound is heard.

New Republic Trooper: What was that?

New Republic Trooper: Shit! City's roadblocks just locked up!

KImball: What?!

New Republic Trooper: Same thing just happened in our sector!

Federal Army Trooper: Freeze!

Suddenly, all of the rebels, including the recruits, become surrounded by Feds.

New Republic Trooper: Uh oh.

New Republic Trooper: Uh oh.

New Republic Trooper: Uh oh.

Smith: Uh oh.

Kimball: Don't say it...

Palomo: It's a trap!!

Kimball: Get us out of here!

"I think I need a new change of pants!" Axel yells.

Kimball and her men attempt flee, but are intercepted by Feds. Doyle then appears from atop a platform.

Doyle: Well well well... Vanessa Kimball, leader of the New Republic. Welcome to the capital.

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07-25-2022

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