A/N I had the idea for this a year or so ago, I just didn't write it down. Please rate and review, so I can improve it, and to get ideas for what happens later on.
Just a normal day on ctf_2fort. Nearing the end of the round, the RED Engineer's buildings started to malfunction. Had it just been one, Engineer would have passed it off due to a faulty connection, nor was there an electro-sapper to be seen on any of Engineer's creations. Therefore, with eleven PhD's helping him, Engineer deduced that there was an electromagnetic pulse building somewhere, and it was affecting his machines. To further prove this theory, when Pyro went through the Intelligence Room, the pyrotechnician gave the entire room a good scorching, but didn't kill any BLU Spies.
When the round ended, RED had won, but, instead of the usual end-of-round killing spree, the RED team were transported five hundred years in the future as the electromagnetic pulse was released.
'Blasted energy pulse' thought Engineer, as he re-materialised in a very red, rust coloured room with an accelerator of some sort running down the middle, and a hammock in the corner by the door.
"Bloody hell." exclaimed Demoman, as he landed in a large, grey, metal warehouse, before the Scotsman collapsed from excessive binge-drinking.
"Not good." muttered Heavy, as he found himself in a kitchen, with a table in the middle of the room, and some yellow pillars with flowers painted on them, before the Russian went through the kitchen looking for something to eat.
"Mph." mumbled Pyro, who had arrived in an empty metal bedroom with yellow windows.
"No way!" shouted Scout, being that he had appeared in a lounge with a couple of sofas, but the boy quickly exited the room.
"This has got to be real bad." groaned Soldier, who was near to something. Soldier had no idea about its function, or what it how it did it, but due to Soldier's limited knowledge of aircraft, thought it was a thruster.
"Crikey. There's some real shonking business going on around 'ere." grumbled Sniper, as a waste reclamation unit hummed nearby, and a reactor buzzed further away.
"Not a nice ride, but nice surgery." said Medic with glee to Archimedes, as both had turned up in a clean, and very white, surgery.
"Not the finest moment, I admit, but... I don't recognise the place outside of those windows." remarked Spy with some concern in his voice, as he had ended up on the bridge of a ship, plane or, against Spy's wishes, a spaceship.
"Ma'am, the entire RED team has disappeared." said Miss Pauling.
"I am quite aware of that. Stop their pay immediately." replied the Administrator.
Miss Pauling did as her chain-smoking employer had bidden her, as she knew that arguing would get her no-where.
A/N So here is the first chapter. Please, as I said earlier, rate and review.