(Disclaimer: TF2 does now belong to me, and neither does it's characters. I got the idea for this story from a picture I saw on deviantart, and thought it would be cute to write a story similar to it. I know, you can hate me for doing this)

The red medic was walking alone through the battle field of dust bowl. The half moon casted it's bright light upon the medic, making his pale skin glow. The sky was clear, making it easier for him to find his way through the dry desert fields. He was unaware of what was lurking in the shadows. He stopped and leaned against the wall of a building, looking down at the desert sand beneath him. The medic's life was not an ideal one, he had an incapability to trust anyone, especially in the war driven place he lived in. Thinking of his past only made him feel worse, which was why he would sometimes carelessly die in the heat of battle.

Meanwhile, a shadow loomed from around the corner of one of the near by buildings, it was a huge one, tall and broad. The huge shadowy figure kept lurking closer to the medic, successfully managing to silence the robotic creaking of its joints. This was easy prey for the giant figure, for the medic appeared to be completely oblivious to his surroundings. At last, the figure was close enough to touch the medic, he out stretched his arms and lunged at the medic, at the last second, the medic seemed to have noticed the larger figure, but it was too late, he was already pinned against the wall with no hope of escape.

Frosty white light from the moon revealed shiny metal on the figure, a small whimper slipped from the medic's throat at the sight. Before him stood a large robot, one that resembled the same features as a heavy. The medic had never seen any of his team mates as robots, which only made the situation more horrifying for the poor medic. The nagging question boomed into the medic's mind Who created zis robot?

The robotic heavy leaned in closer, his face almost touched the medic's, making the medic cringe with even more discomfort. When the robotic heavy spoke, his voice sounded a lot like a heavy's and had expression despite how mechanical it was, "You are now my leetle doctor!"

A confused, scared expression decorated the medic's face, his only response was a shocked, "Vhat!?"

The robot's voice lowered as he muttered with hunger, "I like you."

Now the robot was nuzzling the medic's neck, causing the medic to scream loudly in fear. Instantly, the robotic heavy let the medic go, and ran off back into the shadows. The medic had no idea how to react the situation he had just been in, his legs suddenly lost all of their strength, and gave in. He laid on the ground, his back against the wall of the building he had just been pinned to. His eyes had lost their focus on anything, he just stared into nothing, his eyes unblinking. A red spy walked up to the medic, and noted how he was sprawled on the ground. After interpreting his position, alarm immediately flashed through his limbs as he exclaimed, "Mon deir! Josef, are you okay!?"

There was no response from Josef, the spy had no idea what to do, so he kneeled over and shook Josef's shoulder a little. That brought the medic back to his senses, the moment he felt the spy touch him, he sat up right away and started backing away from the spy. The spy gave Josef a shocked look, he knew the medic was jumpy, but not like this. The spy tried to reassure Josef, "C'mon Josef, it's only me, David. I've never hurt you."

Josef yelled frantically, "I know it's you! Now vhy don't you just leave me alone!?"

David sighed, it was not easy for Josef to recover when he was shaken, let alone, it wasn't easy to hang around him in the first place, which was why no one in the red base really hung out with him. David stood up, trying to sound as patient as he could, "Well, if you want to be left alone, zhen at least stay by yourself in zhe base."

With that being said, David walked back to the base, while Josef followed him not too long after David headed off to the base, Josef followed right after him, he didn't want to get too close to the spy. When they arrived inside of the base, the red team's soldier was standing in the hallway that followed after the main entrance of the base, it looked as if he had just woke up to investigate something. The soldier asked Josef and David, "What the hell happened!?"

David replied with a shrug of annoyance, "I have no idea, and it's no use trying to find out with this one."

No matter how jumpy the medic was, he still had his pride. Josef spoke up in his defense, "Zhere's nozhing wrong, I'm fine! Vhy do you guys alvays zhink zhere's somezhing wrong vizh me!?"

With that said, Josef walked angrily to his room, his movement clearly showing off his animosity towards the situation. David faced the soldier and asked, "Kyle, does the way Josef ever act become intriguing in anyway to you?"

Kyle replied sarcastically, "All the time, I bet there's a great story behind it and everything!"

David rolled his eyes, "I know it can sometimes be annoying, but I really do think it's actually rather interesting."

The soldier just gave the spy a questioning look and replied, "Um, okay. Well you go have fun with your speculations, I'll go back to bed now."

Meanwhile, Josef was on the bed of his bedroom, which was right next to the infirmary. The moon's light was flashing through the window, onto Josef. He was having trouble falling asleep, mostly at the fear of encountering the red glowing eyes of that robotic heavy once again. He looked over at the window again, the sight of it was just too unbearable for him. He got up from his bed and retrieved a smaller blanket, then he pinned it up to cover the window. It was darker in his room now, but to Josef, it was certainly better than having the possibility of that robotic heavy spying on him. He went under the covers of his bed, more comfortable now that the window was covered, but was now gradually becoming depressed.

Josef's face began to prickle, his throat was now stinging, making it harder for him to swallow. He felt a small wet splash at the corner of his eye as a rogue tear escaped the moment he blinked. With an effort to keep his voice low and unshaken, he muttered to himself, "Why can't I just have a normal life, why can't I act like everyone else?"

His mind continued to whirl with more depressing thoughts, the last thing he was aware of thinking was, "I just want to die"

After that thought, his mind went blank as he began to drift from exhaustion.