In The BLAC

A Team Fortress 2 Fan-fiction

Prologue:

It's war... The RED team and the BLU team have constantly gone at each other for the sake of vain things; money, prestige, and some fought just for the love of blood. In spite of the unending conflict, many RED mercenaries have come to know and even befriend members of the BLU team. However, when a new group of unknown soldiers in black suits show up, things start going a little crazy. To think, the greatest friendships always start in the worst of dilemmas. BLU and RED must join forces to find the answer to their questions: Who are these men in black? What do they want? Will Steff and her friends even dare to find out? Only one way to know for sure.

Chapter 1: In The Beginning

It was midday. Two guards marched down the Main Base hallway, dragging a young man. The boy opened his bruised eyes, slowly looking around as his limp body scraped along the floor. An angry voice came over the P.A. System, "Attention: All BLAC team members report to the administration office at once!" and in an instant, it went silent again.

"The General has something special for you, you little runt." One of the guards grunted, "Maybe you should try and stand up. Or do you need a wheelchair?" The other guard laughed as the teenager tried to stand.

The boy glared at the one guard, and slowly got back onto his feet. "Look, I'm sorry I lost the package, I am! But it wasn't my fault! I swear!"

"Shut up!" The guard retorted, "If you want to talk, tell it to the General."

As the three came to the end of the hall, they passed through a door, a door marked: Administrations. The two guards and the young scout then entered a mid-sized room. In the room already were eight other members, all dressed in black uniforms. There was another man in the room, seated behind a desk. The man lifted his gaze to the boy who was practically dragged in. "There you are, Marcus." The man started off sarcastically, "I was beginning to think that you didn't make it."

The scout, Marcus, wasn't ready to play the one man's game, "General, I swear it wasn't my fault. There was a sniper. I didn't mean to lose the package."

The General slowly stood up, and drew a gun from the desk drawer, "Do you know what was inside that case? In that case lied a chance to change history! And you, of all people, dropped it? You know our rules for failure, Marcus!" He loaded the pistol and pressed it against Marcus' head.

"Please sir, I'm sorry! I swear, it won't happen again! Just please, one more chance!"

One of the members of the team, the only girl, stepped out at that moment to speak, "Sir, with all due respect, he was under pressure. Give him another chance. There has to be other cases we can capture."

The General shot a look over to the girl, and then back at Marcus. He laughed and quickly withdrew the gun, "Marcus, you're a good soldier, perhaps one of the best I've trained. That is why I'm not going to kill you. But all good soldiers need an occasional dosage of one thing to keep in them working order."

Marcus breathed a sigh of relief, and gave an earnest reply, "And what might that be, sir?"

The General grinned, "A little incentive." The smile instantly faded as he pointed the pistol at the girl and shot her. Marcus' eyes widened as he watched the girl's lifeless body drop to the floor. He began to shiver as the General blew away the smoke from the gun's barrel. "You see, Marcus? You're starting to look better already." He gestured the guards to remove the body, "Take out the trash boys, I've got work to do." The guards obeyed , picked up the corpse, and proceeded to carry it out of the room.

The sniper of the team stepped out from the others, "Sir, I must pro-"

The General slowly pointed his gun in the sniper's direction, "You got something to say, loudmouth?"

The sniper reluctantly stepped back, "No sir, my mistake."

"Then get back in line, before I hold another execution." The General growled, "Now, since we've lost one vital briefcase containing valuable data, we only have two others that still catch my eye. One was buried by the RED team near an abandoned fortress. The other lies within the BLU base, here." He marked the map on the wall at that one point. "That base, however, is still occupied by both RED and BLU forces. I expect you to get in there and take care of them. And hopefully this time, you won't drop the intelligence into a chasm. Will you, Marcus?" To his surprise, there was no answer. "Marcus? Marcus, do you hear me?" He looked over to Marcus, who was watching out the window as the two guards disposed of the girl's body. The General pounded his desk, "Answer me, Marcus!"

Marcus opened his eyes and nearly jumped out of his seat. He began looking all around him to confirm that he had been dreaming. "Marcus? Hey man, relax. You okay?" a voice uttered next to him.

Marcus looked over to the demo-man dressed in black, "I'm alright, Manuel. Really, I'm fine."

Manuel chuckled a bit and gently nudged Marcus in the shoulder, "Just another dream, huh?"

Marcus shook his head and peered out the window of the bus, "I wish. Hey Danny, are we there yet?"

Danny, the sniper behind the wheel, got a bit frustrated, "I swear, why is everybody on this bus asking me that? Why can't you all just shut up and let me-" The sniper caught himself as he spotted a sign, "Oh, we're here everyone!"

Every member of the black-clad team cheered as the bus found a parking space just outside of the RED portion of the base. "Finally," Isaac, the team's heavy blurted, "Fresh air and room to stretch! I swear that bus ride stank!"

"Well excuse me!" Danny complained, "Is it my fault that the only bathroom on the bus is my collection of mason jars?"

"Um, yes?" Isaac answered, giving Danny a stupefied look.

The sniper's brow twitched, "Fine then!" he shouted, "Next time you can walk!"

Isaac huffed, "Not a prob for me, I've got sandviches!"

Just then Jared, the team medic, poked his head out of his bus window, "And you've got me in case you run out of those!"

Isaac rolled his eyes, "Oh please, don't even bother."

"Hey hey, amigos!" Manuel's brother Carlos started in, "We can't complete the mission if we're all feeling muy mal at each other! The engineer continued his little speech, "Let's go and do what we got to do, eh?"

Manuel agreed as he stepped off the bus, "Carlos is right, this bickering is pointless. We must stick to the mission's original plan. But before we can set up the operation, I need two volunteers to scout out our location."

Everyone turned their gazes over to Danny and Marcus. Danny started to sweat a little, "Um, why are they looking at us?"

Soon afterward, Danny and Marcus were patrolling around right outside of RED base. "I can't believe this!" Danny started to spout, "I drove them all this way! I paid for the gas and for the burger joint! And this is how they repay me? By making me take point?"

"Quit whining, Danny." Marcus said calmly, "We don't have that much left. Besides, we're probably not going to see anyth-" Marcus quickly dove for cover upon reaching an open space behind the base. "Danny, get down!" he whispered loudly, before ultimately pulling Danny to the ground with him.

"What" Danny uttered quietly, "What is it?"

Marcus, gestured with his eyes over towards the inner portion of the base, "I saw movement, about twenty yards into the base. Two, maybe three hostiles."

"Reds?" Danny asked softly.

"I don't know," Marcus answered, "But I'm not waiting to find out. Get your rifle ready."

Danny took the case from off his back and opened it. Within a minute, he assembled his weapon of choice, a sniper rifle.

"Take a look, do you see anything?" Marcus asked while taking out his bat.

Danny looked around using his rifle's scope. "I don't see a thing, mate. Not even a rat. Wait, there's one. Oh, she's a piece of work."

Marcus was a bit astonished,"What? A girl? Here? No, it can't be. They stopped letting girls into our group a long time ago."

"Well, remember that these blokes aren't from our group. See for yourself if you don't believe me."

Danny handed Marcus the rifle, who proceeded to glance through the scope. Through the sight, Marcus saw a young blonde scout walking around the section of the base, "No way. She's- she's beautiful."

"Too right, mate." Danny nodded, "Now, my rifle if you please."

Marcus seemed a little squeamish about Danny's intentions, "Why? What are you going to do?"

Danny didn't hesitate to answer his friend, "I'm going to shoot her before she let's her buddies know we're here."

"Are you crazy?" Marcus withheld the rifle, "You're not going to shoot a girl!"

"I don't really have a choice! If I don't shoot her, she'll run off and then her friends will shoot us!"

Marcus looked over to where the girl was, only to see another person beside her, "Well what about that thing? Can't you shoot that?"

Grabbing his rifle back, Danny put his eye to the scope again. The person next to the scout was different. It was dressed as an engineer, but was covered form head to toe in yellow fur. On top of that, a tail protruded from the back of its overalls. "Fair game for a hunter like me." Danny smirked a bit, "Whatever it is, I'm going to be rich." Danny held his breath for a moment, and then slowly squeezed the trigger. The shot echoed throughout the fort, even the soldiers at BLU base heard it. "Odd, that wasn't supposed to happen."

"Why, what happened?" Marcus asked a little nervous.

"I can't believe it, I bloomin' missed!"

"What?" Marcus yelled, "Come on Danny, you never miss!"

Danny shuddered, "I did just now. Let's get out of here before it's too-" Danny got up to leave, only to see the scout, the engineer, and what appeared to be the RED heavy looming over them. "late..."

Marcus was terrified at the sight of the heavy. He was big, his skin was steel gray, and his eyes were a fiery sulfur-yellow. "Danny, do you have a plan? Because I would really like it if you did right now."

"I have a plan, mate. Um, run!" In but a moment, Marcus and Danny ran off.

"You guys get the geek with the hat, I'll handle the little twerp!" the RED scout shouted as she darted after Marcus. Danny and Marcus soon split up in hopes of eluding their pursuers. Danny however, as he ran from the RED heavy, fell into a ditch that lay in front of him. Marcus continued to sprint on and on, but the RED scout was still on his tail.

'This is ridiculous!' Marcus thought to himself, 'What does that girl eat? She's cheating, she's gotta be cheating!' Marcus tried to trip her up by knocking over objects, but to no avail. 'Alright Marcus, there's the exit, once you're out of there, you're home free!' was what went through his mind. What happened in reality was, well in short- he tripped. The RED scout quickly jumped on top of him and pinned him to the ground. He tried to free himself, but it was no use. He finally looked up at the girl, who looked strangely familiar to him. He wanted to pry her off, but all he could say was, "Hi." The scout looked at him with disgust, and her bat was ready in her hand. "You know," Marcus started in, "you're pretty fast for a gi-" His sentence was cut off when the RED scout struck him hard in the head with her bat, knocking him out cold.

"Did you get the other one?" Steff, the RED scout asked.

KI-11, the heavy let a smile run over his face, "He gave himself to us is more like it."

"Aright," Steff said as she climbed off of Marcus' unconscious body, "Let's get them inside. Find out who they are and who sent them."

The heavy and the engineer then took the two BLAC boys into the base in hopes of getting answers from them. Little did the Reds know that the Blues were watching the entire time...