TEAM FORTRESS 2
Unexpected Assistance
So this is Kong King. Huh. Lance never thought it would seem so... calm. A so-called bustling city, with no activity what so ever. Of course, maybe Lance would have seen someone if BLU and RED have not decided to turn their silly war into an urban affair. With the streets clean of anyone wise enough to avoid the carnage about to occur, the two teams could kill each other with no more worries then usual. To Lance, this was just another job. RED needed some snipers, so he decided to leave his post at Granary after the recent RED victory. Ironic, the "war" expanding out of Teufort. Lance wondered how much Mann. Co was cashing in on this... none of his concern he decided. Besides, with the spawn packed, his team mates ready to be let loose like hounds, he needed to put his mind into the upcoming batte. Time to gear up.
"Mission begins in 30 seconds!" the announcer relayed. So far, all Lance had packed was his beloved huntsman, his hat the Swagman's Swatter, his Itsy Bitsy Spyder, and his pan. Where is that bloody SMG? Who has his veil?
"Hey Snipes! I'm polite, i'm proffesional, I throw jars of piss! I has skills!" called a scout. Gah... scouts can be so bloody snotty.
Steping up to the gremlin, Lance said "Well, you wanna go, ya mug?"
"Umm... no.. stay cool man! Here, take your scarf!"
"Thats better, keep it that way."
Walking off the supply cabinet to grab some arrows, he also found an SMG. This will do.
"Now this is a nice weapon..."
"BEGIN!"
The RED team ran off. Except for Lance, now in his unusual trance of muttering to himself. He decided to stay back a bit. Its not like he is the only one that did work on this team.
Wow, despite despite how long Ember's been in this charade, spawning into a new front was always strang. But where was her team?
Don't tell me this is it?! All thats here is a sniper... quite a creepy one too. Being a pyro herself, she never understood those Aussies. They talk tough, but they do it behind a scope! Not only that, this one is muttering to himself, testing the string on his huntsman. Oh no, another sniper thinking he can handle batte, only to miss all his shots! He looked intimidating at least, his hat and misc reminding her of her Flamboent Flamenco, Cremator's Conscience, and Last Breath. He has style, she can give him that. He suddenly ran off, but not before giving a shout of "LETS HAVE A GO AT IT!" outside the spawn. She can only hope her entire team is like this...
Author's Note: Hey guys, this is my first fanfiction, so it may not be up to par, but its worth a shot! :D