Team Fortress 2: New Roles

RED Heavy waited for the next shipment of new weapons from Mann Co. He sat there, eating his sandvich, impatiently waiting for the train. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, the train arrived. Heavy eagerly jumped off from his camp out to open the train. He was surprised after he opened the cargo. A man was sitting on a crate, cleaning his M16. He had dark hair, a green camouflaged jacket on, and a shotgun on his back. He noticed Heavy open the door and looked up at him.

"Hello there," He began to say, "am I in tuefort?"

"Da," Heavy replied, "Are you shipment?"

"Shipment? You mean the crate I'm standing on?" He said "The shipment is for me and I'm working for the RED team, whatever that means."

"It is good day then," He bellowed "I have met new class."

"New class?" The man said "What are you talking about?"

"We go by names here," Heavy said "I am heavy weapons guy, and this is my weapon."

Heavy picked up his minigun and started to hug it. He had stopped after the man asked what he was doing.

"What are you doing?" the man said "Isn't that a weapon?"

"Niet, that 'it' is my Sasha," Heavy replied "Do not touch my gun."

"Okay then," He said "Can you show me to the base?"

"Da"

Heavy picked up his shipment and gave it to a nearby man in a suit, who carried it off somewhere.

The man's POV

I had arrived to tuefort and already I think I'm in the craziest little skirmish ever. I'm following this Commie to the nearest base, and he has an obsession with his goddamn gun. Who's next a crazy psychopath pyrotechnic?

"Heavy," I said curiously, "Who are the other classes?"

"There is Soldier, Scout, Pyro, Demoman, Engineer, Sniper, Spy, and DOCTOR!" He yelled as he saw his 'best friend'

"Ah Heavy who is your friend?" Medic said "Are you a new recruit?"

"I'm new; I take it you're the medic around here." I said.

Something felt weird about a German being a doctor. What was up with that gun of his, is that his weapon or something entirely different?

"Da, this true, he came from train," Heavy said

"Wunderbare, I look forward to your 'surgery' later on today." Medic said and left with Heavy, chuckling to himself

"The hell does 'surgery' mean?" I said

"You'll find out, pally." A voice said, this one had a Bostonian accent.

"Excuse me?" I said irritated

Immediately, a red man came out of nowhere, he was pretty fast and was armed with a baseball bat. He had a cap on and bag on his back.

"Sup, I'm Scout," Scout said "And I'm the fastest person on this team."

Reconnaissance was very useful in combat I thought, but Recons should learn how to shut the hell up, something this kid didn't know how to do. I had a feeling that I'm going to have the pleasure of teaching this kid manners.

"Nice to meet you, Scout." I said "I'm.." I was interrupted by a scream

"SPAHS SAPPING MAH SENTRY!" A voice said with a country accent

Me and Scout checked out what was going on, and stumbled upon an engineer from the looks of it. He had a ten gallon on and goggles on.

"What's going on here?" I asked

"Some spah was trying to sap my sentry." He said

"Yo, hardhead, the match hasn't even started," Scout said

"Guess, I'm just paranoid," Engi said

"Well guys, I'm going to my room," I said leaving the two reds alone.

Weirdest bunch of mercenaries I have ever seen, god it's like a gathering of the most craziest, unprofessional nitwits with guns. I started to get lost after a long walk, so I spotted a man with what looked like a sniper, cleaning his kukri.

"Excuse me," I started "Do you know where the rooms are?"

"Sure do, mate" He replied with an Australian accent, "Just take a left and you'll be there,"

"Oh, thanks," I said and quickly left.

I turned left only to see a soldier guarding the door, great another psychopath.

"May I get past you sir?" I said

"Negatory, private," He said with an American accent, thank god "I'm guarding the door from maggots like you."

"Did you just call me a maggot?" I said

The son of a gun just called me a maggot? I hope he knows that I can take him with my hands and legs tied behind my back.

"I'm guessing you're the soldier," I said "Right?"

"Affirmative, maggot," He said

"Stop calling me a maggot," I said irate by his insult "I outrank you, soldier, and so step aside."

"Oh yeah, what medals do you have from WW2?"

"I didn't serve in it" I said

"Hahahha heheh, how do you think you can outrank me?" He said

"I served in Vietnam, so I know how to survive in a war," I said "And Nazis are nothing against those hole humping slit eyed bastards."

"And who are you?" He said

"I'm the Rifleman," I said "And you're in my way."