"Sometimes, I truly wish I had been killed.
Other times, I try to remind myself that maybe eventually we'll be almost back together, a team again.
Then I realize it's already more broken than what an expert can put back together.
Just hanging pieces off over an endless ocean with a current that stretches for miles.
Somewhere, I hope that maybe the four of the pieces will be put back together,
But I know otherwise.
I keep trying to imagine them now, unbroken,
The two women of the team
Alive and kicking.
I know they're just as broken as we are, torn from the old team. Thought to have killed us, fighting against the man who brought us all together.
I don't know why I keep seeing them in my dreams.
No, I take that back.
I know exactly why.
I didn't want to hurt them. Any of them.
I was worried about... him... doing something that I couldn't stop. His vendetta wasn't against them. In fact, he didn't want to hurt them, get them involved in any way.
He... he told me once that he felt like a father to them.
To all of us.
They were his daughters and we were his sons.
He told me that we were the family that h-he never had.
He told me it... killed him to seperate us. Said it would be better if we got away from the UNSC.
We didn't have time to bring them...
I regret it, now.
Everyday of my life after that point.
I heard that Aerin... Nevada, now, supposedly killed a man, thrown in prison without a fair trial. I doubt it was because of the 'murder'.
I think it was more of the fact that she was related to... him... that she and the rest of the team might as well be the same as him.
I wish... I wish..."
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Blood On Our Hands (Red vs Blue)
Fanfiction[ Book II ] We were forgotten. Left out of the reports, hidden by coding and machines. If I had known, if I was awake, I probably would have laughed. We were the past, a dark past to the Project. We might have saved it then, but what if they come ba...
