Chapter 1: Opportunity Awaits

"Spy around here!"

"Spy!"

"Boys, we have a traitor!"

The RED Spy listened with satisfaction as the entire BLU team erupted into a frenzy, spychecking each other like there was no tomorrow. Amongst the crowd, a BLU Medic's corpse lay on the ground with a gaping knife wound in his back. RED Spy quickly peeked around the corner. The rest of his team was still capping the middle point. He wouldn't expect for them to show up for at least a few more minutes. RED Spy swiftly applied a BLU Sniper disguise and activated his Quäckenbirt, rendering him invisible. He slunk down a dark flank route, bypassing the BLU team. His mission wasn't to kill them, but to destroy the sentry on the last point. Originally, stabbing the Medic wasn't even in his plan, but once he saw that full Ubercharge, he could barely resist. Now the BLU team was alerted to his presence, which in his mind, was totally worth dropping an Uber for.

RED Spy kept an ear out for suspicious movements as he made his way to the last point. Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps coming towards him. He looked behind him and saw a BLU Pyro quickly making his way to the sentry nest to defend it. RED Spy peeked at his Quäckenbirt. He was almost out of cloak. RED Spy took a deep breath as his mind started to race, formulating a plan. He quickly dove to the side, moving out of the Pyro's way just as his cloak ran out. The whooshing sound of the decloak caught the Pyro's ear, making him instinctively turn around and spray a wave of fire. RED Spy jumped back just before the flames reached him. He took a better look at the Pyro. He has hats and an Australium flamethrower, indicating that he is rather experienced. That fact was later confirmed as the Pyro immediately followed up his spray of fire with a compression blast, knocking Spy backwards. Pyro quickly shot a subsequent Scorch Shot flare at Spy, igniting him and knocking him back into a wall. Spy smirked. This is exactly what he wanted to happen. He glanced to his left. A small ledge was located there, leading to the rest of the second control point. As soon as his feet touched the ground, Spy dashed towards the ledge. Pyro, seeing that the Spy was trying to run, decided to pursue him with his flamethrower. Spy felt the searing flames hit his back, rapidly damaging him. He peeked behind him to see how far the Pyro was from him. He refocused to the task at hand with a smirk on his face. This Pyro is dead meat. Spy dropped below the ledge, backed up into it, and immediately crouched. Pyro was just close enough to not be able to react as quickly, causing him to overshoot the drop off the ledge, exposing his back to Spy. '

*CHK!*

Pyro let out a pained shout as he slowly crumpled to the ground, dead. RED Spy had no time to celebrate, however. He immediately ran to the nearest health pack to cure the afterburn. He arrived with health to spare, the health pack restoring him back to full. He chuckled as he applied a Pyro disguise. He ran into the final point and came up to the BLU sentry nest. The BLU Engineer smiled with relief.

"Thanks mister!" BLU Engineer exclaimed. He shot a few pistol rounds off randomly across the room. "Spy around here!" RED Spy smiled evily under his disguise. He crept up to the Engineer's back and swiftly planted his knife into his spine. He then spun around and slapped his sapper on the Sentry before it could turn around and shoot him. Spy heard the distant sound of explosions and gunfire. His team had made it through mid and are advancing on the BLU team on second. Without an Ubercharge or a Pyro to counter the RED team's Uber, the BLU team was swiftly flattened. After capturing the second last control point, RED Spy took advantage of the lack of BLU team members nearby and swiftly captured the last control point by himself.

"VICTORY!"

RED team let out a cheer as they all walked up to the RED Spy joyously. Soldier gave Spy a thumbs up. "Thanks!" He said kindly. Demoman offered a high five to Spy, which he gladly took. Then, the whole RED team erupted into a celebratory conga as they pranced around on their newly owned control point.

"That was fuckin' sick dude!" LickMyChode115 said through the Mumble server. "I've never seen a Highlander Spy as good as you!" Mark sat in his chair with a cheerful expression on his face, reveling in his teammate's shower of compliments.

"Yo Incognit0! Add me!" Mark suddenly saw a friend request pop up in the bottom right corner of his screen. He smiled.

"Sure thing Hectovic. You're a pretty good Medic as well!" Mark clicked on the friend request and accepted it.

"Thanks man! I hope we can play together again sometime!" Hectovic responded cheerfully. Mark's demeanor saddened as Hectovic mentioned playing again.

"Yeah…" Mark said, sounding a little more depressed. GustavBeast noticed this and piped up.

"Hey man, you alright? You sound a bit down." Mark took a deep breath as the group waited for his response.

"I gotta go guys. See you around." Everyone on the Mumble server said their goodbyes as Mark disconnected. He sat back in his chair and put his hand to his forehead. He gave a loud sigh as he rolled his chair over to the other side of his desk. He brushed his brown hair to the side and took off his glasses, rubbing his sore eyes. A heap of unfinished homework and overdue essay planners sat there. On top of the pile was a letter from Mark's high school. The words: "MANDATORY EXTRA HELP" was written as the letter's title in big bold letters. Mark put his face down to the desk as groaned. He played too much again. He grabbed his backpack and emptied its contents onto the pile, adding more unfinished assignments. Mark stared at the massive pile of work on his desk. It haunts him every day. He quickly glanced at the time on his computer: 1:58 AM. "Fucking hell. 5 hours of sleep again." Mark shut off his computer and grudgingly made his way to his bed. He flicked off his bedside lamp and tucked himself in, trying to push the guilt from his unfinished assignments out of his mind.

Just before Mark fell asleep, his phone vibrated. He picked up his phone from his nightstand and turned it on, the light from the screen blinding him momentarily. Once his eyes recovered, he saw that he got a message through Steam. It was Hectovic.

"Hey Incognit0! I couldn't help but notice the 'LFT' you put in front of your name." Mark sat up with surprise. Was this what he thought it was? He quickly texted a Steam message back.

"Yeah, I'm looking for a team right now." Mark waited for Hectovic to respond.

"Perfect! I am a part of Team RockoMek! I main Medic in all gamemodes. We are in desperate need for a Spy with your talents." Mark couldn't believe his eyes. Team RockoMek got second place in the Winter Highlander competition last year. The only thing that stopped them in the finals was their Spy, who missed a stab on a Medic with full Uber, causing Team RockoMek to lose. The Spy was kicked out of the team due to that.

"No way! I'm getting a place on a legit team?!" Mark texted.

"Yes. We are preparing for the upcoming annual Winter Highlander competition. If you are interested, please fill out the registration papers here." Mark tapped on the link that Hectovic sent him, leading him right to a PDF copy of the papers. "How old are you Incognit0?" Mark quickly responded.

"17. Senior year of high school."

"In that case, you need to know that you must quit school to prepare with us. This is a all out bet. If we fail, you will flunk out of school. If we succeed, you will be the proud recipient of $500,000."

"Hell yeah! I'll go!" Mark was quick to send that message. He really had nothing to lose by quitting high school. He has no friends, bad grades, and no club involvement except for the Track and Field club, which he only stayed in so he won't turn into a fat slob. Because of that, Mark actually had a pretty fit body for someone who games as much as he does.

"Perfect. Just send me the finished papers and we'll get you on board ASAP." Mark excitingly tabbed out of the Steam chat and opened the PDF.

"This is my key to a new life." Mark thought to himself as he started to fill in the forms.

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