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* RVB Opening Theme*
In the Comms Room

???: KSSHH... GRAB... NOW... KKSSSHHH... AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!... KSSHH...

There’s nothing but poor quality sound and static.

Sarge: This one’s from a camera inside the cargo bay.
Donut: Eew, the video quality is so grainy. I could do video editing better than this!
Sarge: Hmm... let me try something. WORK YOU RUSTED HUNK OF JUNK!

Sarge punches the monitor, hoping that’ll fix the problem, but still static.

Lopez: ¿Es así como siempre me reparas?
Sarge: Dammit, Simmons! You said you’ve extracted all the data, but all I’m seeing is dusts of monochrome!
Simmons: I’m sorry, sir, but data extraction isn’t like downloading apps from a web browser. It’s all jumbled up like a pile of unorganized jigsaw puzzle pieces.
Sarge: And how long will it take for you to put everything together?
Simmons: Well if you want the whole incident from yesterday, a month.
Donut: A month?!
Sarge: That’ll take too long. Is there any other quicker way?
Simmons: There is. I can try to assemble one small part of the data, which only takes about two hours to finish. But we’ll only get two minutes of video. Best choice would be the last recording from the pilot’s helm cam.
Sarge: And the coordinates from where it was shot at?
Simmons: Two days.
Sarge: Darn! Alright, process the video first and then the coordinates. Now get to it, this old man's curiosity can't feed itself.
Simmons: Yessir. With your permission, I would like to get something from my room, it-.
Sarge: See her and your balls be meeting with stainless steel spikes.

Sarge points down at his shoes, now retrofitted with spike like cleats.

Simmons: Uhm... nevermind.
Sarge: Lopez, keep an eye on Simmons. Make sure he doesn’t go out.
Lopez: Sí señor.

Sarge and Donut leaves Simmons and Lopez. With Lopez in the room, there's no way Simmons would have any chance to get out off there until he's done with the data.

Sarge: Sigh, I just can’t understand those two. Last time they were arguing about the mysteries of the universe, and now their focusing themselves on Ruby’s older sister.
Donut: I don’t know, I find, Yang to be very attractive too.

Sarge glares Donut at his response.

Donut: I-I mean to say is... how attractive her hair is.
Sarge: Speaking of Ruby's sister, where is she right now?
Donut: When I went to get Simmon, she was with Ruby and Grif at the armory.
Sarge Ruby and... Grif.

In the Garage

Yang: This is, Pvt. Yang Xiao Long, do you copy? Outpost 48-A, respond! Dammit, what's taking them so long.

That's the fifth attempt she tried to contact her team! What are they doing over there, flag hunting?

Ruby: Yang?
Yang: GASP!

Yang quickly turned off her radio as, Ruby pokes her shoulder from behind.

Ruby: Who were you calling?
Yang: I was contacting Command. I asked them if they can pick me up but no response came through yet.
Ruby: Yeah, Vic's probably taking a "leak" again, I'm sure.
Yang: Who’s Vic?
Ruby: Our Communication Officer from Command, he can be annoying sometimes. Hey, wanna see the Mongoose?
Yang: Sure.

Ruby brings Yang to the, Mongoose.

Yang: *whistle* This is your ride?
Ruby: Yep. It’s built from old Warthog parts from what I was told. The parts in it were too outdated so I had the honor of tuning it up a bit. Two inch plating armour, two canisters of nitrous oxide and it can go up to 150 kilometers per hour.
Yang: Hmm very fast, but not as fast as Bumblebee.
Grif: Don’t waste your time with that hunk of junk. What you need is a four inch armor plating of awesomeness!

The girls notice Grif sitting on the driver’s seat on the Warthog. Oh no, another attempt to hook up with Yang. Hey that’s Tucker’s job! Ruby is not please to see this.

Ruby: Oh God, please no.
Yang: Whoa! Is that an M12 LRV? It’s been a while since I’ve seen one intact. And look at the bumps and scratches on it. Thing must've been through a lot of battles.
Grif: Indeed she did. She’s been shot, blasted and crashed for the Red Army. It's still in one piece sll thanks to my driving skills behind the wheel. I called her the "Puma".
Ruby: It's "Warth-"
Grif: SHH!
Yang: Nice name. Though it looks more like a boar to me.
Grif: Tell you what. how about I take you on a free ride around the canyon if you make yourself comfy on this chair next to me and maybe, we can stop by somewhere more... peaceful for the two of us. Take that, Simmons!
Yang: As long as it’s quiet too, I don’t mind.
Ruby: Yang, no!
Grif: Shut up, Rose. This is a talk between adults!
Ruby: Hmph, I'm already twenty years old!
Grif, So what do you say shall we go now and- what the? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Sarge: GOTCHA, YOU SEX DRIVED MANIAC!

Sarge (and just in time), pulls Grif out off the Warthog and starts, not with the same ‘shotgun butt to the head’ technique, but kicking him with the spike shoe to the balls.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Grif: OW! OW! OW! OHOHOHOOOOOOO, WHY?!
Ruby: Phew! About time you showed up, sir. Yang, I’m telling Dad about this!
Yang: Aww.
Donut: What did Grif try to do?
Ruby: He try to take my sister for a drive to a private place, just for the both of them.
Donut: That doesn’t sound so-

Ruby gives him a serious look. He can tell what she meant by the way she’s looking at him.

Donut: Oh I see what you mean.
Sarge: I DID NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO STICK YOUR ROD IN, PVT. ROSE.
Grif: OW!

Ruby gasped and blushed when Sarge, just mentioned her name.

Ruby: EW!! Why would I do it with-
Sarge: Not you!
Yang: I think he’s refering to me.
Ruby: You? Why... oh, right. They don’t practice the Color Naming Rule.
Grif: SARGE... OW! STOP, STOP!!!
Sarge: Okay.

WHACK!

Grif: OW! I said STOP!
Sarge: Sorry about my soldier, He requires a little more ‘discipline’.
Yang: Nah, he did nothing wrong. He’s just doing what boys do.
Sarge: Except I prefer to make him do what MEN do. Starting with him salvaging every piece of scrap metal from the derelict outside!
Grif: Sarge, I doubt there’s anything to salvage there but ashes!
Sarge: Spike shoe.
Grif: Sigh... yessir.
Ruby: Sarge, about the ship outside, shouldn’t we contact Command about it?
Sarge: Right, I forgot about that. Hold on let me...
Yang: Uh... no need! I’ve already told them about it.
Sarge: Really? And what did they say?
Yang: They still haven’t replied yet.
Sarge: Dammit, Vic! What the hell is he up to?! Conga dancing? Ahh forget it. Rose, the younger Rose, I have an assignment for you. I need you to go outside and keep an eye on the Blues. They may have seen the crash yesterday and they're maybe planning on attacking us soon. Now get going.
Ruby: Yessir! Hey can, Yang come too?
Sarge: Hmm... she may not be part of the team but she's still a Red nevertheless. Alright. Just make sure she stays away from the men.
Yang: No, I shouldn’t disturb you.
Ruby: Oh come on, we haven’t seen each other for quite some time! If you go back to High Ground, we might not have time to communicate with each other. Try spending whatever time you have left with me before you get back.
Yang: Hmm, good point. Alright, sis, you convinced me.
Ruby: Yes! Let's go.
Yang: Wait, I’ll need to get my shotgun first. I won’t last long outside if I go unarmed.
Ruby: Okay. See you at the roof.

Yang leaves the garage.

Sarge: I'm beginning to like her attitude.
Ruby: Who doesn’t like her? She's the best big sister in the galaxy.

Back In the Comm’s Room

Simmons: Let’s see... if I can put it here...

The door behind Simmons opens, probably Sarge coming in to see his progress.

Simmons: Come in, sir. I’ve just finished 46% of the data. I should be done in an hour.
Yang: Think again.

He turns around to see Yang standing by the doorway.

Simmons: Oh it’s you!

Simmons’ eyes once again are locked to Yang’s girls. But the image of Sarge’s spike shoes appeared in his mind, making him avert his eyes from them. Just as Yang, was about to enter, Lopez, stops her.

Lopez: No se te permite estar aquí.

Lopez pushes her out off the room as the door closes behind him. What follows was the painful sound of metal being disassembled, one by one. Simmons could hear the whole thing happening. What is going on out there, he thought. Once the sounds cease, Yang enters the room but no Lopez at sight.

Simmons: Where’s Lopez?
Yang: I gave him a quick break. He won’t bother us for a while.
Simmons: Look you shouldn’t be here! This room is for authorized personal only, even if you’re a Red too.
Yang: Aww don’t tell me, Sarge ordered you not to let a girl like me around?
Simmons: I-I didn't say that... but...
Yang: Hehe. Don't worry, I won't be here long. Say what’s that?

Yang points to the black box and the computer it’s connected to. She bends down to have a closer look at them, not realizing that her girls are so close to Simmons’ face. His entire blood is now flowing down between his thighs.

Simmons: Sweet beautiful heavens!
Yang: Well, Simmons?
Simmons: Oh of course! Ah... it's the black box we recovered from the ship you were in. I’m currently working on extracting the data from it, so it would take about an hour to get everything.
Yang: Didn’t I told you guys what happened up there?
Simmons: You did, but Sarge wanted to see the whole picture through the pilot’s eyes.
Yang: Pilot’s eyes?
Simmons: The helmet's camera. It’s also connected to the box.
Yang: You sure you want to see it? ‘Cause the first thing you’ll see is him jumping out of the ship.
Simmons: Still it's considered important information.
Yang: Whatever you say. Einstein. Hey can I burrow the radio?
Simmons: Why?
Yang: I wanted to update my status to my team from High Ground but I seem to have trouble trying to reach them. I thought about using your high powered radio would help.
Simmons: Want me to help you with it?
Yang: No!... I mean, I can manage.
Simmons: Whatever you say. Help yourself. Jesus Almighty, thank you for bringing her here!

As Simmons goes back to his work, Yang attempts to make another call to her team. She whispers, hoping that Simmons doesn’t overhear her.

Yang: This is Pvt. Yang Xiao Long. Sir, if you can hear me, please I need your help! Pick me up from a place called Blood Gulch and whatever you do, don’t call Command! Now I can’t explain why, just get me out of here!

No response

Yang: Dammit! If you’re getting this, I’m sending you my coordinates. I might not last a day or two here. Yang, out!

Yang sends her coordinates before turning off the radio. But before she can leave, she’ll need to get rid of that black box. There's too much evidence for the Reds here to know. The problem is it’s indestructable, but the data inside could be messed up if it’s connection to a computer is fried.

Yang: Welp, I’m done with the radio. Better go before you’re Sargeant and Lopez finds me here. Bye!
Simmons: Wait don’t go!

Sorry, Simmons. But she's gone.

Simmons: Sigh, I wish she stayed longer.

Simmons is dissapointed that she left. He wished she could stayed longer but if she did, Sarge would give him the spike shoe. Best not to tell him that she was here just now. He continued back to work when all the sudden...

DRIP

Simmons: What the... water?

A drop of water landed on his left hand.

SPPPPSSSSSHHH!

Simmons: -AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

Sprays of water starts pouring down on him. The sprinkler system has been triggered!

On the Red Base

It's already past five minutes and Yang hasn't come.

Ruby: What’s taking her so long? Is it really that hard to find one single weapon in the base?
Yang: I’m here!

Yang finally arrives with her custom made shotgun.

Ruby: There you are! And I see you brought Ember Celica with you. What took you so long?
Yang: Sorry, had to grease the old thing first. So this is Blood Gulch?

Yang looks around Blood Gulch. She is surprise to see the place entirely void of life, save some sparse grass and bushes.

Yang: Damn, looks more like a dustbowl of sand and dust. Who would want to live in this dump?
Ruby: If you say that in front of Sarge’s face, he’ll rupture a blood vessel at you for mocking his ‘beloved’ battlefield.
Yang: Heh, would love to see that kind of reaction. Now that we’re alone together, how about we talk to each other, sister to sister.
Ruby: I see why not?
Yang: So how’s the team here? Did they treat you well?
Ruby: They’re okay. Though not much with Grif and Simmons. Donut’s a nice guy but sometime he complain about the base’s interior decorating. Sarge's is such a loud mouth, but I manage to get on his good side. As for Lopez... he's just Lopez. How do you find them?
Yang: Studs ready to wreck my...
Ruby: EW!
Yang: Haha! Still the old innocent Ruby I remember. I wonder what the situation here in the canyon like. High Ground’s pretty chaotic once two teams clashed one another.
Ruby: Want me to fill you in on everything?
Yang: I don't mind a little info.

Meanwhile...

Simmons: NONONONONO!!!

Simmons watched in horror as every piece of hardware in the room is being fried up by the water from the sprinklers spraying from above. Sarge and Donut happened came just in time to see the chaos.

Sarge: Simmon, how goes the- Hot Sonny Bono, what's going on here?!
Simmons: HELP!
Sarge: Donut, turn off the sprinkler system!
Donut: On it!

Donut rushes to the sprinkler system. It didn't take long for the sprinklers to finally stopped. Simmons rushes to the computer to see if the data’s safe but all he gets is the blue screen of death before it goes dark. Grif (groaning in pain as he holds a bag of ice on his balls) was passing by until he notice what happened in there.

Grif: Huh, as if things ever got better here.
Sarge: Put a cork in it, Grif. Simmon's, status report!
Simmons: I-I don’t know. I was working on the data, when all the sudden the sprinklers went off by themselves!
Sarge: Did any of the equipment catch on fire?
Simmons: If any of them did, I would’ve smell smoke.
Sarge: Well that ain't important. Is the data from the box still intact?
Simmons: I’m not sure! The box might be affected badly when the computer it was connected to fried. I don’t know if it’s still intact or gone.
Sarge: Damn, then we're dead on the water. Lopez, help Simmons with... Lopez?

Sarge noticed Lopez is absent in the room.

Sarge: Simmons, where’s Lopez?
Simmons: Ya- He went for a break.
Sarge: A break? Since when does Lopez take breaks?
Simmons: That's what Y-he told me.
Sarge: Hmm, must've gone to oil himself. Wait a minute, are you sure you're not hiding something?
Simmons: Uhm... no! Why would I, your chief technician, hide anything?
Sarge: Nothing, just asking you.

If he tells Sarge that Yang was here, bye bye making children. Wait, Yang. She was with him just now in the room to use the radio. Could it be a coincidence that she's the one that caused it? No it can’t be. A girl like her wouldn’t bring this kind of trouble. Or did she? Donut finally returned.

Donut: Sir, I’ve managed to stop the sprinkler system.
Sarge: I already see that. Good work.
Donut: Also there’s something else you need to see.

Donut reveals Lopez’s head to Sarge.

Lopez: Hola.
Sarge:... Simmons?
Simmons: Crap.

On the Red Base

Ruby: And if you can see at the otherside of the canyon, that’s the Blue base.
Yang: You mean the base that looks exactly like the one we’re standing on right now?
Ruby: That's the one.

Yang moves her binoculars to the left and sees a Scorpion sitting silently.

Yang: *whistle* They’re packing some serious heat over there. Huh? Is that the Blues you mentioned?

She turns to the roof and see three Blues standing there. It doesn’t look like they’re discussing an attack. From the way the white blue one is acting, he’s probably ranting at two of his men, probably for not informing him about the crash last night.

Yang: That is one angry Blue over there.
Ruby: Oh it gets better. Try guessing who that is.
Yang: Mmm... just a random Blue?
Ruby: No. Look closely.

Yang focuses her binoculars at the ranting Blue. He isn't wearing his helmet and his hair is white as snow... Oh my God is that...?

Yang: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT BITCH DOING HERE?!
Ruby: You’re telling me. I can’t believe she enlisted herself in the Blue Army!
Yang: GRR! She doesn't deserve to be in any army! Ruby, why didn’t you shoot her when you had the chance?
Ruby: I tried. Since she was our member of the team and my ex-partner, she knows every move I make. When I fired, she ducks. When I shoot a branch over her, she makes a step. And when I put a grenade into her pocket, she throws it back at me.
Yang: Yeah, she definitely knows you too well. It's a good thing I'm here. I can go there right now and cave in through that rich girl face of hers!
Ruby: I would love to see that happen!
Yang:...
Ruby:...
Yang:... So... we're alone now?
Ruby: Yes.
Yang: And no one else is coming up here?
Ruby: No, no one's coming. Why do you ask?
Yang: Good. Listen, Ruby. I didn't want to keep this from you yesterday.
Ruby: Keep me from what? GASP... Don't tell me! Blake's having another kid? AAAAAAAHHHH, I knew it!
Yang: Nonono, that's not what I'm here to talk about! It's about the ship.
Ruby: And what about it?
Yang: There are some things that I haven't told you the truth about. Look, I didn't want to lie to you, but if I tell you everything with your team around, I'll be in big trouble! Ruby, you know me. I only cause trouble unless I have a good reason.
Ruby: Yang, I'm not getting you. What are you trying to say?
Yang: I-

TZZT

Sarge: Rose, I need you in the Meeting Room, and bring your sister along with you.

TZZT

Ruby: Best not to let, Sarge wait. Whatever it is you want to talk about, we can discuss this later, okay?
Yang: Okay.

The Meeting Room

Ruby and Yang enters the Meeting Room. The whole team are in, already armed themselves.

Ruby: We’re here. What’s-
Sarge: THERE SHE IS!

Everyone suddenly starts pointing their guns at Yang. Yikes! They found out!

Yang: Aw crap, they know!
Ruby: Heyheyhey! What are you doing?!
Sarge: Stand aside, Rose! I’m gonna blow this dirtbag saboteur to kingdom come!
Ruby: Saboteur?
Sarge: While you were out there, the sprinkler system from the comms rooms suddenly went off and fried the equipment there. Simmon told us that your sister was in there shortly before it happened, which mean it isn't a coincidence at all!
Simmons: And it costs a reproductive organ to spill it... OW!

Simmons presses a bag of ice to his groin.

Grif: I feel you man.
Simmons: Fuck you!
Sarge: Not only that, look what she done to poor, Lopez! Bring him in, Donut.

Donut pushes a wheelbarrow and on it contains what’s left of Lopez’s. A pile of limbs and circuitry, ripped apart with Lopez The Head placed on top of it.

Lopez: Odio mi vida.
Donut: You said it Lopez.

Ruby is left horrified to see Lopez like this, did Yang really do this?

Yang: Well fuck. Alright, you guys got me, let me explain.
Simmons: Then how do you explain this?!

Simmons, holds up a small tablet in his hand.

Ruby: What's that?
Simmons: Concrete evidence of what really happened on that ship!
Donut: At first we thought the data was lost.
Simmons: Yeah but somehow the short circuit did a better job than I did. Which was supposed to be theoratically impossible. Watch!

Simmons plays the video on the tablet. The first thing that appeared on the screen was the first person view of the pilot’s cockpit being piloted by someone in different color armor. The flashing red flight instruments are going crazy, indicating the ship is in critical condition.

Nebraska: MAYDAY! MAYDAY! This is, Agent Nebraska from Darter dropship, Sanctuary!

The voice of pilot is a male of twenty years of age.

Nebraska: MAYDAY! MAYDAY! Command do you copy, over?

TZZT

Vic: Heyhey, Command here. How's it going, dude, you doing fine? I'm doing fine too! Now what the hell you want?
Nebraska: What? NO! Everything's not fine! Listen I can't explain much! I'm loosing control over my ship here and I can't risk landing on rough terrain! Are there any safe places to land on, over?
Vic: Whoo sounds like you're in a tight situation. Alright let me read your coordinates and I'll see if there are any soft spots for you to land on.
Nebraska:...
Vic:...
Nebraska: Hello?
Vic: Okay I got one for you, there's a wide box canyon with a Red Outpost near ya. Hope ya don't mind staying too close to enemy lines.
Nebraska: As long as I don't get blown to smithereens that's fine! Thanks for the help Com- what the?

The pilot turns around when he hears the door behind opened. He hoped it was one of his teammates, but instead he sees the wrathful rage of, Yang Xiao Long, ready to strike her fist through the poor soul’s faceplate.

Nebraska: NononoNONONO! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

And then static.

CONNECTION LOST

Ruby couldn’t believe her eyes. Yang caused the crash! She turns at Yang and glares at her. Yang let’s out a nervous laugh as she tugs her undersuits collar.

Ruby: Yang?
Yang: That's what I wanted to tell you about. Hehehe.
Sarge: She’s possibly Blue agent and deserves the penalty of death! Boys, prepare to fire.
Grif: How about we take her captive instead?
Simmons: I agree, killing her would be a waste of a perfectly good bo...

Sarge silently glares at both of them.

Grif and Simmons: Yessir!
Ruby: Now hold your fire! I know what she did was horrible, but she might have a good reason to cause the crash!
Yang: Yeah and I only attack them because Command kidnapped me!
Ruby: Yes... wait, WHAT?!
Sarge: WHAT?!
Grif: WHAT?!
Simmons: WHAT?!
Donut: WHAT?!
Lopez: QUE?!
Simmons: Waitwaitwait... Command kidnapped you?
Sarge: What do you think? They may have already suspected her as a spy!
Yang: No, I’m not a Blue spy! I'm just an innocent Red soldier who was captured by her own will by Command for no apparent reason! Can you hear me out for a sec?
Ruby: Please, Sarge, just give Yang a chance to explain. She doesn't mind any punishment but I don’t want to see my sister shot right in front of me! Please!

Ruby give Sarge a teary eyed look, begging him not to hurt Yang. Despite having a heart made of military steel, it was pierced by those big puppy doggy silver eyes.

Sarge: This goes against everything I stand for. Fine, talk.
Yang: Right, here goes. The first part of what I told you was true. I really was assigned by Command to escort supplies to the other Red bases. Or that’s what I thought it was. When I got inside the dropship, things start to look suspicious. When I entered the cargo bay, it was empty. No ammo boxes, no medicine, no food. Nothing. That’s when they knock me out and threw me into a cell. Still don't believe me? Look at this bump on the back of my head, do you think I did this to myself?

Yang moves her hair aside, revealing a nasty bump on her head. The Reds gasp by the sight.

Ruby: OOOH! Uncle Qrow won't be happy to see that.
Simmons: Yeah she definetly didn't do that to herself.
Sarge: Mother of God, that came from a butt of a rifle!
Grif: How do you know?
Sarge: When you hit somebody in the head many times with a gun, you'll know.
Donut: How did you escape then?
Yang: I kinda "charmed" a guard and stole his keycard. After I got out, I planned on jumping out from the ship, but not while it's flying eighteen thousand feet in the air. So I went to plan B. Sabotage the ship and crash land on the dirt.
Sarge: Why didn't you go with the first one? It would've been a magnificent!
Simmons: Hate to ruin your excitement, sir. The ship was flying in high altitude and it would be too cold for even the Mjolnir to handle.
Sarge: But that still makes things a lot better.
Ruby: Wait, before you blow the ship from the inside, what did you do to your kidnappers? You didn’t kill them, did you?
Yang: Ruby, you know me. I wouldn't do anything so cold blooded. I knocked them all out, put ‘em in a large crate and throw them out off cargo just before the ship crashed.
Donut: That doesn't sound safe.
Yang: Nah I’m sure they’re fine, with a few broken bones at least.
Grif: Then why go all the trouble to lying to us and attempting to destroy the evidence?
Yang: What do you think? If you had known the truth before, you’ll contact Command and they'll capture me again.
Ruby: Wait if that wasn’t Command you were calling just now, who were you attempting to contact with?
Yang: My team from High Ground. I tried to called them to get me out of here, but they haven't responded.
Simmons: This doesn’t make sense. If you’re not a Blue spy...
Yang: Which I’m not.
Simmons:... then why would Command go all the trouble to kidnap you? Could it be that you might have done something to anger them?
Yang: Nothing serious, really. Well I did punch my Commander in the face. But even if I did, I would've been informed of my actions rather than getting knocked unconscious. And I have seriously no idea what's their reason to kidnap me at all. But I did overhear the guards’ conversation from my cell.
Ruby: What did you hear?
Yang: They said that I’m a suitable “host” for... “Omega”.
Ruby: Omega? Isn't that the last Greek alphabet?
Yang: Or it could be a codename.
Grif: W-wait, d-d-id y-you say... Ome... Ome... O-Omega?
Yang: Uh... yeah?
Ruby: Guys, are you alright?

Ruby and Yang noticed that the Reds have gone quiet when they heard the name 'Omega' from Yang. The silence lasted for a minute until;

The Reds: OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

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* RVB Opening Theme*
In the Comms Room

???: KSSHH... GRAB... NOW... KKSSSHHH... AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!... KSSHH...

There’s nothing but poor quality sound and static.

Sarge: This one’s from a camera inside the cargo bay.
Donut: Eew, the video quality is so grainy. I could do video editing better than this!
Sarge: Hmm... let me try something. WORK YOU RUSTED HUNK OF JUNK!

Sarge punches the monitor, hoping that’ll fix the problem, but still static.

Lopez: ¿Es así como siempre me reparas?
Sarge: Dammit, Simmons! You said you’ve extracted all the data, but all I’m seeing is dusts of monochrome!
Simmons: I’m sorry, sir, but data extraction isn’t like downloading apps from a web browser. It’s all jumbled up like a pile of unorganized jigsaw puzzle pieces.
Sarge: And how long will it take for you to put everything together?
Simmons: Well if you want the whole incident from yesterday, a month.
Donut: A month?!
Sarge: That’ll take too long. Is there any other quicker way?
Simmons: There is. I can try to assemble one small part of the data, which only takes about two hours to finish. But we’ll only get two minutes of video. Best choice would be the last recording from the pilot’s helm cam.
Sarge: And the coordinates from where it was shot at?
Simmons: Two days.
Sarge: Darn! Alright, process the video first and then the coordinates. Now get to it, this old man's curiosity can't feed itself.
Simmons: Yessir. With your permission, I would like to get something from my room, it-.
Sarge: See her and your balls be meeting with stainless steel spikes.

Sarge points down at his shoes, now retrofitted with spike like cleats.

Simmons: Uhm... nevermind.
Sarge: Lopez, keep an eye on Simmons. Make sure he doesn’t go out.
Lopez: Sí señor.

Sarge and Donut leaves Simmons and Lopez. With Lopez in the room, there's no way Simmons would have any chance to get out off there until he's done with the data.

Sarge: Sigh, I just can’t understand those two. Last time they were arguing about the mysteries of the universe, and now their focusing themselves on Ruby’s older sister.
Donut: I don’t know, I find, Yang to be very attractive too.

Sarge glares Donut at his response.

Donut: I-I mean to say is... how attractive her hair is.
Sarge: Speaking of Ruby's sister, where is she right now?
Donut: When I went to get Simmon, she was with Ruby and Grif at the armory.
Sarge Ruby and... Grif.

In the Garage

Yang: This is, Pvt. Yang Xiao Long, do you copy? Outpost 48-A, respond! Dammit, what's taking them so long.

That's the fifth attempt she tried to contact her team! What are they doing over there, flag hunting?

Ruby: Yang?
Yang: GASP!

Yang quickly turned off her radio as, Ruby pokes her shoulder from behind.

Ruby: Who were you calling?
Yang: I was contacting Command. I asked them if they can pick me up but no response came through yet.
Ruby: Yeah, Vic's probably taking a "leak" again, I'm sure.
Yang: Who’s Vic?
Ruby: Our Communication Officer from Command, he can be annoying sometimes. Hey, wanna see the Mongoose?
Yang: Sure.

Ruby brings Yang to the, Mongoose.

Yang: *whistle* This is your ride?
Ruby: Yep. It’s built from old Warthog parts from what I was told. The parts in it were too outdated so I had the honor of tuning it up a bit. Two inch plating armour, two canisters of nitrous oxide and it can go up to 150 kilometers per hour.
Yang: Hmm very fast, but not as fast as Bumblebee.
Grif: Don’t waste your time with that hunk of junk. What you need is a four inch armor plating of awesomeness!

The girls notice Grif sitting on the driver’s seat on the Warthog. Oh no, another attempt to hook up with Yang. Hey that’s Tucker’s job! Ruby is not please to see this.

Ruby: Oh God, please no.
Yang: Whoa! Is that an M12 LRV? It’s been a while since I’ve seen one intact. And look at the bumps and scratches on it. Thing must've been through a lot of battles.
Grif: Indeed she did. She’s been shot, blasted and crashed for the Red Army. It's still in one piece sll thanks to my driving skills behind the wheel. I called her the "Puma".
Ruby: It's "Warth-"
Grif: SHH!
Yang: Nice name. Though it looks more like a boar to me.
Grif: Tell you what. how about I take you on a free ride around the canyon if you make yourself comfy on this chair next to me and maybe, we can stop by somewhere more... peaceful for the two of us. Take that, Simmons!
Yang: As long as it’s quiet too, I don’t mind.
Ruby: Yang, no!
Grif: Shut up, Rose. This is a talk between adults!
Ruby: Hmph, I'm already twenty years old!
Grif, So what do you say shall we go now and- what the? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Sarge: GOTCHA, YOU SEX DRIVED MANIAC!

Sarge (and just in time), pulls Grif out off the Warthog and starts, not with the same ‘shotgun butt to the head’ technique, but kicking him with the spike shoe to the balls.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Grif: OW! OW! OW! OHOHOHOOOOOOO, WHY?!
Ruby: Phew! About time you showed up, sir. Yang, I’m telling Dad about this!
Yang: Aww.
Donut: What did Grif try to do?
Ruby: He try to take my sister for a drive to a private place, just for the both of them.
Donut: That doesn’t sound so-

Ruby gives him a serious look. He can tell what she meant by the way she’s looking at him.

Donut: Oh I see what you mean.
Sarge: I DID NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO STICK YOUR ROD IN, PVT. ROSE.
Grif: OW!

Ruby gasped and blushed when Sarge, just mentioned her name.

Ruby: EW!! Why would I do it with-
Sarge: Not you!
Yang: I think he’s refering to me.
Ruby: You? Why... oh, right. They don’t practice the Color Naming Rule.
Grif: SARGE... OW! STOP, STOP!!!
Sarge: Okay.

WHACK!

Grif: OW! I said STOP!
Sarge: Sorry about my soldier, He requires a little more ‘discipline’.
Yang: Nah, he did nothing wrong. He’s just doing what boys do.
Sarge: Except I prefer to make him do what MEN do. Starting with him salvaging every piece of scrap metal from the derelict outside!
Grif: Sarge, I doubt there’s anything to salvage there but ashes!
Sarge: Spike shoe.
Grif: Sigh... yessir.
Ruby: Sarge, about the ship outside, shouldn’t we contact Command about it?
Sarge: Right, I forgot about that. Hold on let me...
Yang: Uh... no need! I’ve already told them about it.
Sarge: Really? And what did they say?
Yang: They still haven’t replied yet.
Sarge: Dammit, Vic! What the hell is he up to?! Conga dancing? Ahh forget it. Rose, the younger Rose, I have an assignment for you. I need you to go outside and keep an eye on the Blues. They may have seen the crash yesterday and they're maybe planning on attacking us soon. Now get going.
Ruby: Yessir! Hey can, Yang come too?
Sarge: Hmm... she may not be part of the team but she's still a Red nevertheless. Alright. Just make sure she stays away from the men.
Yang: No, I shouldn’t disturb you.
Ruby: Oh come on, we haven’t seen each other for quite some time! If you go back to High Ground, we might not have time to communicate with each other. Try spending whatever time you have left with me before you get back.
Yang: Hmm, good point. Alright, sis, you convinced me.
Ruby: Yes! Let's go.
Yang: Wait, I’ll need to get my shotgun first. I won’t last long outside if I go unarmed.
Ruby: Okay. See you at the roof.

Yang leaves the garage.

Sarge: I'm beginning to like her attitude.
Ruby: Who doesn’t like her? She's the best big sister in the galaxy.

Back In the Comm’s Room

Simmons: Let’s see... if I can put it here...

The door behind Simmons opens, probably Sarge coming in to see his progress.

Simmons: Come in, sir. I’ve just finished 46% of the data. I should be done in an hour.
Yang: Think again.

He turns around to see Yang standing by the doorway.

Simmons: Oh it’s you!

Simmons’ eyes once again are locked to Yang’s girls. But the image of Sarge’s spike shoes appeared in his mind, making him avert his eyes from them. Just as Yang, was about to enter, Lopez, stops her.

Lopez: No se te permite estar aquí.

Lopez pushes her out off the room as the door closes behind him. What follows was the painful sound of metal being disassembled, one by one. Simmons could hear the whole thing happening. What is going on out there, he thought. Once the sounds cease, Yang enters the room but no Lopez at sight.

Simmons: Where’s Lopez?
Yang: I gave him a quick break. He won’t bother us for a while.
Simmons: Look you shouldn’t be here! This room is for authorized personal only, even if you’re a Red too.
Yang: Aww don’t tell me, Sarge ordered you not to let a girl like me around?
Simmons: I-I didn't say that... but...
Yang: Hehe. Don't worry, I won't be here long. Say what’s that?

Yang points to the black box and the computer it’s connected to. She bends down to have a closer look at them, not realizing that her girls are so close to Simmons’ face. His entire blood is now flowing down between his thighs.

Simmons: Sweet beautiful heavens!
Yang: Well, Simmons?
Simmons: Oh of course! Ah... it's the black box we recovered from the ship you were in. I’m currently working on extracting the data from it, so it would take about an hour to get everything.
Yang: Didn’t I told you guys what happened up there?
Simmons: You did, but Sarge wanted to see the whole picture through the pilot’s eyes.
Yang: Pilot’s eyes?
Simmons: The helmet's camera. It’s also connected to the box.
Yang: You sure you want to see it? ‘Cause the first thing you’ll see is him jumping out of the ship.
Simmons: Still it's considered important information.
Yang: Whatever you say. Einstein. Hey can I burrow the radio?
Simmons: Why?
Yang: I wanted to update my status to my team from High Ground but I seem to have trouble trying to reach them. I thought about using your high powered radio would help.
Simmons: Want me to help you with it?
Yang: No!... I mean, I can manage.
Simmons: Whatever you say. Help yourself. Jesus Almighty, thank you for bringing her here!

As Simmons goes back to his work, Yang attempts to make another call to her team. She whispers, hoping that Simmons doesn’t overhear her.

Yang: This is Pvt. Yang Xiao Long. Sir, if you can hear me, please I need your help! Pick me up from a place called Blood Gulch and whatever you do, don’t call Command! Now I can’t explain why, just get me out of here!

No response

Yang: Dammit! If you’re getting this, I’m sending you my coordinates. I might not last a day or two here. Yang, out!

Yang sends her coordinates before turning off the radio. But before she can leave, she’ll need to get rid of that black box. There's too much evidence for the Reds here to know. The problem is it’s indestructable, but the data inside could be messed up if it’s connection to a computer is fried.

Yang: Welp, I’m done with the radio. Better go before you’re Sargeant and Lopez finds me here. Bye!
Simmons: Wait don’t go!

Sorry, Simmons. But she's gone.

Simmons: Sigh, I wish she stayed longer.

Simmons is dissapointed that she left. He wished she could stayed longer but if she did, Sarge would give him the spike shoe. Best not to tell him that she was here just now. He continued back to work when all the sudden...

DRIP

Simmons: What the... water?

A drop of water landed on his left hand.

SPPPPSSSSSHHH!

Simmons: -AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

Sprays of water starts pouring down on him. The sprinkler system has been triggered!

On the Red Base

It's already past five minutes and Yang hasn't come.

Ruby: What’s taking her so long? Is it really that hard to find one single weapon in the base?
Yang: I’m here!

Yang finally arrives with her custom made shotgun.

Ruby: There you are! And I see you brought Ember Celica with you. What took you so long?
Yang: Sorry, had to grease the old thing first. So this is Blood Gulch?

Yang looks around Blood Gulch. She is surprise to see the place entirely void of life, save some sparse grass and bushes.

Yang: Damn, looks more like a dustbowl of sand and dust. Who would want to live in this dump?
Ruby: If you say that in front of Sarge’s face, he’ll rupture a blood vessel at you for mocking his ‘beloved’ battlefield.
Yang: Heh, would love to see that kind of reaction. Now that we’re alone together, how about we talk to each other, sister to sister.
Ruby: I see why not?
Yang: So how’s the team here? Did they treat you well?
Ruby: They’re okay. Though not much with Grif and Simmons. Donut’s a nice guy but sometime he complain about the base’s interior decorating. Sarge's is such a loud mouth, but I manage to get on his good side. As for Lopez... he's just Lopez. How do you find them?
Yang: Studs ready to wreck my...
Ruby: EW!
Yang: Haha! Still the old innocent Ruby I remember. I wonder what the situation here in the canyon like. High Ground’s pretty chaotic once two teams clashed one another.
Ruby: Want me to fill you in on everything?
Yang: I don't mind a little info.

Meanwhile...

Simmons: NONONONONO!!!

Simmons watched in horror as every piece of hardware in the room is being fried up by the water from the sprinklers spraying from above. Sarge and Donut happened came just in time to see the chaos.

Sarge: Simmon, how goes the- Hot Sonny Bono, what's going on here?!
Simmons: HELP!
Sarge: Donut, turn off the sprinkler system!
Donut: On it!

Donut rushes to the sprinkler system. It didn't take long for the sprinklers to finally stopped. Simmons rushes to the computer to see if the data’s safe but all he gets is the blue screen of death before it goes dark. Grif (groaning in pain as he holds a bag of ice on his balls) was passing by until he notice what happened in there.

Grif: Huh, as if things ever got better here.
Sarge: Put a cork in it, Grif. Simmon's, status report!
Simmons: I-I don’t know. I was working on the data, when all the sudden the sprinklers went off by themselves!
Sarge: Did any of the equipment catch on fire?
Simmons: If any of them did, I would’ve smell smoke.
Sarge: Well that ain't important. Is the data from the box still intact?
Simmons: I’m not sure! The box might be affected badly when the computer it was connected to fried. I don’t know if it’s still intact or gone.
Sarge: Damn, then we're dead on the water. Lopez, help Simmons with... Lopez?

Sarge noticed Lopez is absent in the room.

Sarge: Simmons, where’s Lopez?
Simmons: Ya- He went for a break.
Sarge: A break? Since when does Lopez take breaks?
Simmons: That's what Y-he told me.
Sarge: Hmm, must've gone to oil himself. Wait a minute, are you sure you're not hiding something?
Simmons: Uhm... no! Why would I, your chief technician, hide anything?
Sarge: Nothing, just asking you.

If he tells Sarge that Yang was here, bye bye making children. Wait, Yang. She was with him just now in the room to use the radio. Could it be a coincidence that she's the one that caused it? No it can’t be. A girl like her wouldn’t bring this kind of trouble. Or did she? Donut finally returned.

Donut: Sir, I’ve managed to stop the sprinkler system.
Sarge: I already see that. Good work.
Donut: Also there’s something else you need to see.

Donut reveals Lopez’s head to Sarge.

Lopez: Hola.
Sarge:... Simmons?
Simmons: Crap.

On the Red Base

Ruby: And if you can see at the otherside of the canyon, that’s the Blue base.
Yang: You mean the base that looks exactly like the one we’re standing on right now?
Ruby: That's the one.

Yang moves her binoculars to the left and sees a Scorpion sitting silently.

Yang: *whistle* They’re packing some serious heat over there. Huh? Is that the Blues you mentioned?

She turns to the roof and see three Blues standing there. It doesn’t look like they’re discussing an attack. From the way the white blue one is acting, he’s probably ranting at two of his men, probably for not informing him about the crash last night.

Yang: That is one angry Blue over there.
Ruby: Oh it gets better. Try guessing who that is.
Yang: Mmm... just a random Blue?
Ruby: No. Look closely.

Yang focuses her binoculars at the ranting Blue. He isn't wearing his helmet and his hair is white as snow... Oh my God is that...?

Yang: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT BITCH DOING HERE?!
Ruby: You’re telling me. I can’t believe she enlisted herself in the Blue Army!
Yang: GRR! She doesn't deserve to be in any army! Ruby, why didn’t you shoot her when you had the chance?
Ruby: I tried. Since she was our member of the team and my ex-partner, she knows every move I make. When I fired, she ducks. When I shoot a branch over her, she makes a step. And when I put a grenade into her pocket, she throws it back at me.
Yang: Yeah, she definitely knows you too well. It's a good thing I'm here. I can go there right now and cave in through that rich girl face of hers!
Ruby: I would love to see that happen!
Yang:...
Ruby:...
Yang:... So... we're alone now?
Ruby: Yes.
Yang: And no one else is coming up here?
Ruby: No, no one's coming. Why do you ask?
Yang: Good. Listen, Ruby. I didn't want to keep this from you yesterday.
Ruby: Keep me from what? GASP... Don't tell me! Blake's having another kid? AAAAAAAHHHH, I knew it!
Yang: Nonono, that's not what I'm here to talk about! It's about the ship.
Ruby: And what about it?
Yang: There are some things that I haven't told you the truth about. Look, I didn't want to lie to you, but if I tell you everything with your team around, I'll be in big trouble! Ruby, you know me. I only cause trouble unless I have a good reason.
Ruby: Yang, I'm not getting you. What are you trying to say?
Yang: I-

TZZT

Sarge: Rose, I need you in the Meeting Room, and bring your sister along with you.

TZZT

Ruby: Best not to let, Sarge wait. Whatever it is you want to talk about, we can discuss this later, okay?
Yang: Okay.

The Meeting Room

Ruby and Yang enters the Meeting Room. The whole team are in, already armed themselves.

Ruby: We’re here. What’s-
Sarge: THERE SHE IS!

Everyone suddenly starts pointing their guns at Yang. Yikes! They found out!

Yang: Aw crap, they know!
Ruby: Heyheyhey! What are you doing?!
Sarge: Stand aside, Rose! I’m gonna blow this dirtbag saboteur to kingdom come!
Ruby: Saboteur?
Sarge: While you were out there, the sprinkler system from the comms rooms suddenly went off and fried the equipment there. Simmon told us that your sister was in there shortly before it happened, which mean it isn't a coincidence at all!
Simmons: And it costs a reproductive organ to spill it... OW!

Simmons presses a bag of ice to his groin.

Grif: I feel you man.
Simmons: Fuck you!
Sarge: Not only that, look what she done to poor, Lopez! Bring him in, Donut.

Donut pushes a wheelbarrow and on it contains what’s left of Lopez’s. A pile of limbs and circuitry, ripped apart with Lopez The Head placed on top of it.

Lopez: Odio mi vida.
Donut: You said it Lopez.

Ruby is left horrified to see Lopez like this, did Yang really do this?

Yang: Well fuck. Alright, you guys got me, let me explain.
Simmons: Then how do you explain this?!

Simmons, holds up a small tablet in his hand.

Ruby: What's that?
Simmons: Concrete evidence of what really happened on that ship!
Donut: At first we thought the data was lost.
Simmons: Yeah but somehow the short circuit did a better job than I did. Which was supposed to be theoratically impossible. Watch!

Simmons plays the video on the tablet. The first thing that appeared on the screen was the first person view of the pilot’s cockpit being piloted by someone in different color armor. The flashing red flight instruments are going crazy, indicating the ship is in critical condition.

Nebraska: MAYDAY! MAYDAY! This is, Agent Nebraska from Darter dropship, Sanctuary!

The voice of pilot is a male of twenty years of age.

Nebraska: MAYDAY! MAYDAY! Command do you copy, over?

TZZT

Vic: Heyhey, Command here. How's it going, dude, you doing fine? I'm doing fine too! Now what the hell you want?
Nebraska: What? NO! Everything's not fine! Listen I can't explain much! I'm loosing control over my ship here and I can't risk landing on rough terrain! Are there any safe places to land on, over?
Vic: Whoo sounds like you're in a tight situation. Alright let me read your coordinates and I'll see if there are any soft spots for you to land on.
Nebraska:...
Vic:...
Nebraska: Hello?
Vic: Okay I got one for you, there's a wide box canyon with a Red Outpost near ya. Hope ya don't mind staying too close to enemy lines.
Nebraska: As long as I don't get blown to smithereens that's fine! Thanks for the help Com- what the?

The pilot turns around when he hears the door behind opened. He hoped it was one of his teammates, but instead he sees the wrathful rage of, Yang Xiao Long, ready to strike her fist through the poor soul’s faceplate.

Nebraska: NononoNONONO! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

And then static.

CONNECTION LOST

Ruby couldn’t believe her eyes. Yang caused the crash! She turns at Yang and glares at her. Yang let’s out a nervous laugh as she tugs her undersuits collar.

Ruby: Yang?
Yang: That's what I wanted to tell you about. Hehehe.
Sarge: She’s possibly Blue agent and deserves the penalty of death! Boys, prepare to fire.
Grif: How about we take her captive instead?
Simmons: I agree, killing her would be a waste of a perfectly good bo...

Sarge silently glares at both of them.

Grif and Simmons: Yessir!
Ruby: Now hold your fire! I know what she did was horrible, but she might have a good reason to cause the crash!
Yang: Yeah and I only attack them because Command kidnapped me!
Ruby: Yes... wait, WHAT?!
Sarge: WHAT?!
Grif: WHAT?!
Simmons: WHAT?!
Donut: WHAT?!
Lopez: QUE?!
Simmons: Waitwaitwait... Command kidnapped you?
Sarge: What do you think? They may have already suspected her as a spy!
Yang: No, I’m not a Blue spy! I'm just an innocent Red soldier who was captured by her own will by Command for no apparent reason! Can you hear me out for a sec?
Ruby: Please, Sarge, just give Yang a chance to explain. She doesn't mind any punishment but I don’t want to see my sister shot right in front of me! Please!

Ruby give Sarge a teary eyed look, begging him not to hurt Yang. Despite having a heart made of military steel, it was pierced by those big puppy doggy silver eyes.

Sarge: This goes against everything I stand for. Fine, talk.
Yang: Right, here goes. The first part of what I told you was true. I really was assigned by Command to escort supplies to the other Red bases. Or that’s what I thought it was. When I got inside the dropship, things start to look suspicious. When I entered the cargo bay, it was empty. No ammo boxes, no medicine, no food. Nothing. That’s when they knock me out and threw me into a cell. Still don't believe me? Look at this bump on the back of my head, do you think I did this to myself?

Yang moves her hair aside, revealing a nasty bump on her head. The Reds gasp by the sight.

Ruby: OOOH! Uncle Qrow won't be happy to see that.
Simmons: Yeah she definetly didn't do that to herself.
Sarge: Mother of God, that came from a butt of a rifle!
Grif: How do you know?
Sarge: When you hit somebody in the head many times with a gun, you'll know.
Donut: How did you escape then?
Yang: I kinda "charmed" a guard and stole his keycard. After I got out, I planned on jumping out from the ship, but not while it's flying eighteen thousand feet in the air. So I went to plan B. Sabotage the ship and crash land on the dirt.
Sarge: Why didn't you go with the first one? It would've been a magnificent!
Simmons: Hate to ruin your excitement, sir. The ship was flying in high altitude and it would be too cold for even the Mjolnir to handle.
Sarge: But that still makes things a lot better.
Ruby: Wait, before you blow the ship from the inside, what did you do to your kidnappers? You didn’t kill them, did you?
Yang: Ruby, you know me. I wouldn't do anything so cold blooded. I knocked them all out, put ‘em in a large crate and throw them out off cargo just before the ship crashed.
Donut: That doesn't sound safe.
Yang: Nah I’m sure they’re fine, with a few broken bones at least.
Grif: Then why go all the trouble to lying to us and attempting to destroy the evidence?
Yang: What do you think? If you had known the truth before, you’ll contact Command and they'll capture me again.
Ruby: Wait if that wasn’t Command you were calling just now, who were you attempting to contact with?
Yang: My team from High Ground. I tried to called them to get me out of here, but they haven't responded.
Simmons: This doesn’t make sense. If you’re not a Blue spy...
Yang: Which I’m not.
Simmons:... then why would Command go all the trouble to kidnap you? Could it be that you might have done something to anger them?
Yang: Nothing serious, really. Well I did punch my Commander in the face. But even if I did, I would've been informed of my actions rather than getting knocked unconscious. And I have seriously no idea what's their reason to kidnap me at all. But I did overhear the guards’ conversation from my cell.
Ruby: What did you hear?
Yang: They said that I’m a suitable “host” for... “Omega”.
Ruby: Omega? Isn't that the last Greek alphabet?
Yang: Or it could be a codename.
Grif: W-wait, d-d-id y-you say... Ome... Ome... O-Omega?
Yang: Uh... yeah?
Ruby: Guys, are you alright?

Ruby and Yang noticed that the Reds have gone quiet when they heard the name 'Omega' from Yang. The silence lasted for a minute until;

The Reds: OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!