•Everything went right including he got his girl and his friends were normal
•take over the world
•mess with Caboose
•mess with Tucker
•become unbroken therefore not having multiple AI's in the world.

Im Privite Leonard L. Church  member of the Blue team in Blood Gulch. Some people say I was hit with an unlucky stick, not to be confused by the the ugly stick considering I'm undeniably handsome. But its been proven time and time again I was not one to find a four leaf clover. My girlfriend was apart of 'Project Freelancer' and was swallowed by the outcome of the AI program. She changed and I lost her to Omega ,an evil AI. Then I was killed by friendly fire thanks to my teammate Caboose who shot me with a tank. Now Im just a ghost stuck on earth in a hallow robot suit forced to repeat the same taskes for the rest of my life. I wake up from my dreamless sleep in the same rusted bed, stale mattress, the same old room, the same old non living body that creaked with metal parts and the same old-

"CABOOSE DON'T TOUCH THAT!!" I could hear Tucker scream from outside the dirty blue base followed by a loud explosion.

I sigh ... the same old idiots. I climb out of bed dragging my feet out of the base leaning on the door frame.

"What the hell did you guys do," I moan seeing the tank on its side. They couldn't go a week without destroying something and its only ever our stuff! When it comes to the Reds its like they suddenly have no destruction left in them. I wouldn't be surprised if they fixed something of there's.

"Tucker did it" Caboose said quickly.

"What! No I didn't!!" Tucker threw his arms in the air defending himself.

"Shut up both of you and just figure out how to turn Sheila back over" I rubbed the temples of my helmet with my index fingers somehow getting a headache without actually having a head.

"I see darkness. And dirt" Sheila said monotone moving her barrel and wheels while she talked.

"Aw man come on Church we cant lift it ourselves" he moaned just being lazy.

I wanted to just snap his neck, he could come up for an excuse for anything. I have had it!! I'm going to kill him. Then as I was going to release the wrath on Tucker I hear a gun shot ring through the canyon and felt my AI form leave the now sparking and broken robot body as it fell with a puff of smoke. I grip my hands so the knuckles turnwhite.

"Suck it blues?" Sarge  yelled triumphantly yet timidly looking at Grif. I turned my head seeing Grif holding his gun up with the rest of the red team staring with whoops faces. I felt all the rage of this stupid day, this stupid life I'm stuck in boil inside me.

"You seem tense Church... Did Tex show up or something" Grif chuckled.

"Bow chika Bow Wow" Tucker chuckled along but both of there faces fell pail when they saw the AI growing and tense up.

I moan feeling the Phoenix that is trapped inside roar at me to let him out. I try to push it down but its tired being trapped in this cage tired of sparing feelings... Im done.

" Im so sick of being trapped in this stupid life. I hate you and I hate you oh haha and I especially hate you" I point at Tucker gritting my teeth I jumped into his body taking control of it," oh Im Tucker! I dont have to do anything because Im the most important narcissistic jerk in the entire world!" I mocked Tucker gripping his gun, cocking it and firing it at the tank for once in my life hitting the stupid thing," I dont care about anyone's life its all me, me, me!" I shove the gun into Grifs arms storming into the base feeling the explosion of the tank make the floor vibrate. I drag myself into my room slamming the door and go to sleep not caring that I was in Tucker's body.

That night I dreamt about what it would have been like if me and Tex hand never joined this program... I was sitting on the couch to our two bedroom house with Tex curled on my lap and our son was playing with action figures on the carpet in front of us. I felt the sun on my skin coming through the window. The spoftness of her skin as I absentmimdedly rubed my thumb across her cheek while my other hand petted her head ocationally pulling my fingers through her hair. But sadly it was just a dream and my heavy eyes opened from the pleasant dream. I sat up on the edge of my bed whiping the sleepiness from my eyes, wishing that when I walked out of this room I was back home.. with my girl. I stood up and did my normal routine. I put on my armor and take a deep breath getting ready for the day. I must have left Tuckers body in my sleep and he ran to his room because I was just in my AI form. I turn around to look for my helmet and feel the once familiar  pinch of my armor against my chest. Wait. Felt?

I throw of my armor against the bed hearing the clank of metal, I sprint into the bathroom and stand with wide eyes in front of my reflection.

"What the hell.."I mumble to myself looking at my arms in front of me and look down at my feet. This was to good to be true. I stagger into Tuckers room that was surprisingly clean with my head pounding with questions. I shake his tan body until he moans sleepily. He fixes his boxers and tank top that were crooked on him as he sits up rubbing his teal eyes that glowed in the darkness of his room.

"Yeah what's up Sarge...?" He asked in a yawn as he pulls  his hand through his short brunette hair. 

I stop for a moment being stuck on the fact that he just called me Sarge, "slap me. As hard as you can."

He stared in shock," wa.. oh I could never do that to my commanding officer!"

I glare at him with a dumb founded face. Was he. Was he being a good soldier? " Tucker...would you mind helping Caboose fix the Tank?" I tested.

"Fix it? What happened to it?" He questioned putting his armor on.

I ran outside to see the Tank driving perfectly with Caboose at the wheel. My heart jumped out of my chest as I ran behind a wall. " Caboose get out of the tank! This is how I died last time!" I shook the memory out of my head breathing heavy as if I could still feel where the the bullet entered my body.

"Ok! Give me a second to shut it down Sir!" he parked the tank climbing out to stand in front of  me with a friendly smile.

Tucker ran up beside me with my armor in his hands" Here Sir its not safe to be out here without armor."

"T-thanks..?" I pull the suit over my toned body that I had to admit looks pretty damn good. I then slid my helmet over my dark brown hair letting my cobalt eyes gleam through the gray visor.

"There you go much better," Caboose smiled, " oh also Tex is scouting the reds she said she would be back by noon." Tucker and Caboose walked into the base leaving me with my heart in my throat.

".. Tex? " I mumble to myself as my legs go numb and my heart pounds. I climb to the top of the base sitting on the edge and watching the horizon waiting for her dark black armor to appear over the canyon. Could she really be here? Was it really her... or was it the aftermath of Omega. I jump to my feet as I see the black freelancer walk over the canyon straight towards me. I jump off the base stopping in front of her but she doesn't stop she pulls off her helmet revealing her gorgeous ruby red hair and deep pond green eyes. She smiles jumping into my arms wrapping her arms around my neck. I stand tense in shock. It was her, not Omega, not the freelancer. It was my girl, my body loosens up as I wrap my arms around her waste.

"Happy St. Patricks day baby," she smiles leaning off my shoulder so she can take my breath away with a kiss. It felt like we had never been separated like the dream I had was real. I don't know what luck I captured today but it gave me everything I wanted. Today was just like my girl...

One in a million.