A/N : Hey guys WKGermanFan01 here! Yeah, I know I should update my WK fanfic, but since I've been busy (and another fandom caught my attention *cough* Team Fortress 2 *cough*) I've decided to work on a crossover story with that franchise (I've set it in here, because then the story gets more attention) and yeah...
Disclaimer : I'm not owning Wild Kratts or Team Fortress 2. All rights belong to their owners.
A new challenge awaits!
2Fort (Team Fortress 2) ,early in the morning
It's quiet around the bases of RED and BLU, even if it's early in the morning. Nothing is moving, except for a stone. The stone rolls with a mechanical buzzing towards the field in between the two forts, where no one is in the moment.
The stone enlarges itself behind a group of tress into a upward cone sharpened metal body with claws sticking out of the ends and a small half ball as head with red glowing triangle eyes.
The figure's eyes are glowing up as a Beep signaled that the bot is ready...
Wild Team Headquarter (Wild Kratts)
"Dude, you're sooooo dead!", Heat smirks as she sees on the screen another player from the enemies team who approaches the checkpoint. Her fingers are moving at almost hyperspeed over the orange red controller, as her character is moving towards it. "No one underestimates a Scout without being punished for that.", the Britain said and with two good aimed shots is the bulky Heavy back in the BLU's respawn. Heat opens the taunt menu, just for fun and chooses "Battling a 'thousand" as her victory taunt ,while she chuckles about the dumbness of her opponent, as she hears a muffled yell out of Martin's room. Seconds later, the blonde Kratt runs out of his room, just to find the brunette gamer in the main room, sitting in a orange fatboy and laughing her head off.
"Oh, hey MK. Haven't seen ya round here. Is something?", she asks sheepishly as she saw the angry/surprised face of him. "You... How... Why?", the Kratt is able to stutter as he saw that she has taken him out. "What can I say? Never underestimate a Scout Martin, never.", she smirks and logs herself out of the lobby. At this point, Chris approaches the main room. "Nice round Heat.", he smiles and as he saw his four years older brother he chuckles. "Did you've killed him before he could get on the point?", he asks, still smiling. Heat grins. "He wanted it like that..."
