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>Capturing the Flag. He always hated this mission. It was a stalemate every time they were stationed in that spot. Sentries here, snipers there, underground nests of teleporters and dispensers, it was nothing too special. Except this time, they had to worry about one thing that he nor his teammates have ever thought about especially: Death.
>The respawn system went haywire. It was irreparable. Not even their team's Engineer could fix it. On the brighter side, it malfunctioned on the BLU team as well, so they are on equal terms. This doesn't save them from the fact that everyone on RED could eventually die, however.
>Heavy and Medic were talking to each other, making promises that one will protect the other.
>Soldier was giving a speech, as usual. No one really listened to them, but he didn't care. He told them anyways. Sometimes, Scout would listen to them, though. Before, they were full of encouragement and excitement. This speech, though… it had a slight sound of sadness to it.
>Pyro was mumbling to himself. No one really did understand that.. thing, but boy, was he a blast at parties. He'd make everyone laugh, whether or not they could hear him talking.
>Demoman was scrounging up the last of his bottles of poisonous alcohol, drinking like it's the last day of his life. Scout wouldn't be surprised if he died of alcohol poisoning right then and there.
>Engineer was polishing up his buildings. His sentry, dispenser, teleporters, everything. They were like a family to him. A family he didn't want to lose.
>Sniper was on the phone, calling his mom and dad again. It was hard for him to not talk through tears over the phone, but he managed to explain the situation and reassure that he'll be fine.
>Spy was standing nonchalantly. All calm and cool-like. He looked like he was unaffected by the situation, but we all knew that he, too, was worried.
>Scout himself, he tried to keep his cool. Saying things like he'll wipe out the team before they even know it. Encouraging himself that he and his team will all be alive and drinking in the end.
Start fighting now!
>Soldier was the first to go. He charged in, screaming his war cry and heading straight into the enemy's territory while getting rid of the replacement BLU Scout on the way to the intelligence room. He could not hear the sound of the sentry around the corner over his scream, unfortunately.
>Pyro had the worst death of all. It knew its job well, and took another route to flank the enemy. As soon as it turned the corner, it was greeted with a wound up Mini-gun and an opposing Heavy. He didn't go down without a fight, though. He lit the Heavy on fire and swung his axe as hard as he could, but he was riddled with bullets before he could get the last swing. Thankfully, his death was not in vain, for as soon as he died, the Heavy burnt to death, nearly taking a bite from his Sandvich.
>It seems that both of our Demoman had the same idea. They were both drunk off their asses, yelling profanities at each other and shooting sticky grenades and pipe grenades one-by-one. Eventually, our Demoman finally hit the trigger, and obliterated the BLU Demoman to Kingdom Come. What he was not able to see with his one eye, though, was a glowing blue pipe grenade at his feet.
>The Heavy and the Medic. An inseparable and dangerous pair that one would not want to see around the corner. They mowed down an enemy Medic that was charging in with his last life. A fool, that one. But just as soon as they were retreating to restock on ammunition, the Heavy was met with a fully charged bullet into his cranium. The Medic cried in both anguish and sadness. He pulled the Heavy away, desperately trying to heal and revive him from the death that has fallen upon his most trusted ally among the team.
>The Engineer was holed up in the intelligence room. Hiding behind his Sentry and his Dispenser with a Teleporter on the opposite end. He was too shaken up to worry about placement, or techniques either, to remember them. Fortunately, the Soldier on the BLU team was too stupid to remember that sentries were always in the Intelligence room. Soon, he hears a beeping from his monitor. His teleporter was being sapped, as usual. He runs over to it and does the worst mistake an Engineer could do: stand on his own teleporter. Before he knew it, he was torn apart by the disguised enemy Spy that was waiting for him to remove the sapper from his teleporter. One can only assumed what happened next to the last of the defense team.
>Medic was enraged. His ubercharge was full and he needed someone to help him kill as many people as he can to avenge his fallen comrade. Spy was no where to be seen and Scout was hiding somewhere, probably being the coward he is. The Sniper was the only competent one left. He found him up in the balcony, under a constant competition with the enemy's Sniper to see who could nab the other first. The Medic had no choice. As soon as he healed him, he made them both invincible. The Sniper was surprised, but could not waste the opportunity. He stood out in the open, invincible, and scoped in and took the shot at his rival. The competition was finally over. The celebration was short-lived, for as soon as the Uber wore off, the BLU Pyro swooped in and engulfed the both of them in flames. The Sniper's only last thoughts were apologies to both his mother and father, for not staying alive long enough to see them again, and for not being more than just an assassin.
The Medic was also burnt, but was alive long enough to kill his enemy. He was on the brink of death. All the experiments he could have done, all of the scientific studies that he could have improved, many of the vacations that he and his team could have taken were all burnt away from him. And soon, so did he.
>The Spy was a cunning one. He managed to sap the BLU Engineer's buildings and kill the Engineer all in one turn. After finishing the job, he disguised himself as an enemy Pyro and ran towards the Intelligence Room. He had the unfortunate view of seeing the death of RED's Pyro and Soldier, but focused more on the mission. He has not seen Scunt anywhere, though, but was relieved when he saw him crouching at the bottom of the stairs to the intel room. If he's there, then that means there is possibly some danger ahead.
"Scout, tell me what am I to expect if I were to go in." He demanded.
"There was a Pyro ahead! He nearly burnt me to a crisp!"
>With that information, he went ahead, being careful of the flames that could have ensued. Before he could move, though, a sharp stinging pain struck his spine. He fell over and looked back at who could have done it, only to see the grinning face of the RED Scout… no… the BLU Spy.
>Scout was in the sewers of the area by himself. He knew it as soon as the announcements stated it.
Your friends are all dead! Do not disappoint me!
>Tears were in his eyes. He cried then and there, his gun to his side, his head on his knees, he was vulnerable. He had to get over it quickly and go for the intelligence. He needed to avenge his team. He took his gun and ran all the way to the intelligence room. Blurred by his tears, he reached the room that could end this terrible battle. Before he could grab the suitcase of papers, two shots from a Revolver were sounded into the room and the last RED was on one knee. The last enemy appeared, the BLU Spy. He wanted to enjoy killing the last member of the RED team, for he grudged over the many dominations and deaths that this fool of a mercenary could ever do to him. Before he could get the last shot on the downed Scout, he was shot once in his arm by the Scout's pistol and again in the abdomen. He looked up from his wounds and saw the gun pointed at him.
"Dominated, ya shapeshiftin' rat!"
>and the BLU Spy dropped dead onto the floor. With that final death, he took the BLU intelligence and dragged it all the way back to his base. Going past the lifeless corpse of the Spy, the mangled bodies of the Soldier and Pyro, the remnants of the Demoman, the large, unmoving body of the Heavy, the charred and burnt Medic and Sniper, and finally, the torn Engineer and his beloved buildings. At least, he was in the intelligence room, ready to finally capture the flag. He moved closer and closer to the end zone, feeling triumphant in his duty. Then, he hears the sound of a Dead Ringer being deactivated.
>A gunshot. The Intelligence was shot off of his hands. Another one. Both of his legs were shot and he was down on the floor. He looks up in pain to see the BLU Spy he assumed was dead. Fully healed and grinning down at him, with his gun pointed at his head.
"Any last words before I finish you off?"
>Scout ignored his question. He was acting on his own as he said his final statement.
"Sorry, Wade. Looks like you'll be losing another pal. This time, for good."
>The final gunshot was given. The entire RED team has been killed and BLU team has won by default.
"Here lies Scout. He ran fast, and died a virgin."