Hi there. This is SpasticUnicorn. This is a story based on the ship between Tracer and Scout. But, after reading other people's fanfic I sometimes feel annoyed. The quality for their fanfic is great but for one reason or another, the story isn't completed which is frustrating. Also, sorry if any parts are too similar to other people's fanfics. I'll try to make this story original. Any suggestions, support or criticism would be appreciated. I mean if anyone apart from me looks at this of their own free will and then LIKES it, I'll be super happy. Anyway, I decided to give it a go so here it is.


RED base, 2fort 1967

Soldier was explaining his plan to the RED team. Their goal? Steal the BLU intelligence. It was pretty simple, as Soldier did not have an amazing mental capacity, but was still effective.

"Listen up, maggots, we distract BLU and Scout takes their intelligence. Any objections?" As usual there were no objections to Soldier's plan. If there were, they would get beaten with a shovel and then have to participate anyway. Unless it was Scout or Engie. They were American. But they didn't object anyway.

"Any other thing ve must know?" quizzed Medic

"No." Soldier replied

"When do we squish baby men?" Heavy asked.

"One hour." Answered Soldier. "Now go."

The team got their gear ready. Spy twirled his butterfly knife while walking off to his smoking room. Demoman just sat in the corner, mumbling in his drunken stupor. No one knew what exactly Pyro was doing except following people around and giving them the thumbs up. Soldier was outside doing drills and Sniper was napping. Engineer was getting his sentries ready as he was holding down the fort while the other mercenaries were fighting.

Scout walked over to Heavy who was lovingly cleaning his minigun. He was sitting on a chair with the minigun on his lap and a happy expression on his face.

"Hey Heavy, I was wondering if you could make me a sandvich for the mission." Scout asked "They are delicious."

"Not now, Sascha needs to be cleaned."

"Sascha always needs cleaning. But I'm hungry."

"Don't you dare disrespect Sascha."

Heavy got up in anger. He was usually gentle towards his team but he loved his gun and would not stand anybody even touching his weapon, a mad expression on his face. Scout jumped back in fright. Heavy was carrying his gun in one hand and pointing at Scout with the other. Heavy sighed, calmed down and sat.

"Please?" Scout said.

"No. Sascha needs to be ready. I need her for mission." Heavy then saw his teammate's crestfallen face and said "Fine," The giant sighed again, "I will give to you before mission, but this is last time."

"Definitely, yep the last time, ever." Heavy looked at Scout funnily for what he said.

Scout woohooed and walked off. He was pretty happy. But then he felt a sting in his arm. He had got shot by a sniper in the arm and while it had healed, he still had occasional pains in his arm. He went over to the Medic who was across the room.

"Hey doc. I've been feeling some pain in my arm. Can you help?"

"Of course, I can." Medic assured Scout, "But you vill have come with me as I am charging my Medigun."


Scout followed the Medic into his sickbay at the bottom of the building. He did not usually go into this room as he could usually dodge most of the projectiles and bullets coming at him but thought the room had not changed too much. A lot of it was clean except for the occasional patch of blood or gore. There was a fridge that was filled with random stuff including replacement organs and Medic's lunch.

"Sit here." Medic gestured to an operating table with a bloodstained trolley beside it, holding various medical instruments. Scout cautiously lay down on the table while the doctor rummaged around in a cabinet.

"It should be here somewhere…Ahh!" Medic brought out a massive needle filled with a blue liquid.

"Um, is this necessary?" asked Scout.

Medic tapped the needle, "I vill heal you, now zis shouldn't hurt a bit." He stabbed it into Scout's arm and injected the liquid into Scout.

Scout screamed. "Ahhhhh…wait that doesn't hurt so much." Medic threw the needle back into the cabinet and Scout got up. "Thanks doc." Medic nodded as the Scout was going back upstairs.


Soldier found Scout reading a baseball magazine and told him "Scout you are to get Spy and Sniper and bring them here for the mission."

"Seriously, the two knuckleheads?" Scout liked all of the team, but these two annoyed Scout more than the others, and more frequently.

"Yes."

"Why me?"

"You are the fastest, it will be simple."

"Well, can't argue with that. I'm the best."

Scout walked off to get the two mercenaries and found Spy in his smoking room, smoking.

Scout looked around. It was a clean and classy room, very different to the Medic's domain. Various paintings were on the walls and there were antique pieces of furniture all over the room. There was a bookshelf and a cabinet were the Frenchman stored his wine and glasses. Spy himself was sitting by his fireplace, drinking wine and reading a magazine. Scout tried to sneak in and quietly sit down onto one of his armchairs.

"You suck at being sneaky, you know that, right?"

"Yeah, that's why we have you Spy."

"Anyway, why are you here?"

"You gotta go upstairs now, the screaming eagle wants you upstairs."

"How about no."

"What? You're crazy, come on. Otherwise he'll flag me too."

"Exactly, that's why I want you to do something for me first. I have misplaced my lighter and need a cigarette, get one for me and I'll do what you want."

"Spy, seriously, I'll drag you upstairs if I have to."

Spy just reclined and tapped his watch. Scout growled. But then he had an idea. Pyro's always playing with those. He ran upstairs to where the masked mercenary was playing with some burning paper and as he thought, a lighter. "Pyro, can I have dat lighter?" Scout asked. Pyro shook his head but held out his hands. It looked like the pyromaniac would trade the lighter for a game of rock, paper scissors. "Oh you're on, Scout said. Scout did rock which beat Pyro's scissors. Pyro looked sad but gave Scout the lighter. Scout ran off and gave it to Spy. Spy quickly took a puff and put away his magazine

Spy got up and walked out to where the Soldier was giving Demoman pushups for being drunk. Scout found the Australian deadeye napping. "Oi, crackshot, hello?" The Sniper kept on napping. Scout tried everything, shouting, kicking but this guy was a pro. If he didn't want to be woken up, he simply wouldn't. Scout looked around. Something caught his eye. He had been wanting to do this for a while now. He grabbed one of Sniper's jars of urine and hurled it next to the sleeping Sniper. The Sniper awoke in a rain of his own piss. Sniper awoke and quickly realized his situation. "Why you little…" He chased the Scout, but wasn't able to keep up. Sniper chased Scout into the main room where Soldier was giving Demoman pushups for being sober. Soldier immediately saw the Australian chasing Scout into the main room. "Sniper, drop and give me 20 for being covered in your own urine." Sniper did not want to but followed the Soldier's demand while giving Scout the evil eye.


All of RED was assembled in the largest room, outside of their locker room. They were making final checks on their equipment and generally hyping themselves for battle. Pyro got up from playing with a lighter and took his flamethrower. Scout did not know how many lighters Pyro had as he had taken one off the mercenary earlier in the day to give to Spy.

"Glad he's on our side." Scout whispered to the Medic.

"Yes, a most peculiar subject."

Scout shook his head and got back to focusing on the mission. Then Heavy gave Scout the sandvich he wanted.

"Here is sandvich you wanted." Heavy offered.

"Thanks, big guy." Scout took a bite before tossing the rest in his bag.

"Are you all ready?" Soldier asked.

The mercenaries all said yes in their own way.

The Soldier finally gave the mercs the go ahead. "Okay men let us begin."


The battle begun with Demoman. He charged at his BLU counterpart screaming," There can be only one." He chopped off his head as Soldier made quick work of the opposing Sniper with his Market Gardener. Scout double jumped across the top of the bridge and onto the enemy battlements. He saw the emotionless mask of the Pyro with his flamethrower running towards him, spraying fire. Scout heard a gunshot and saw the Pyro fall the ground dead. He was actually relieved as he thought that annoying the Sniper earlier would have had negative consequences in the battle. Such as the Australian not making the shot that would save Scout. Luckily, he was wrong.

Scout then sighted the BLU Engineer. Luckily his sentries were nowhere to be seen, but he knew that the RED Engie was still deadly with his shotgun. Scout got the first hit in with his scattergun, but the Engineer got the second, he shot Scout's arm. Scout got out his baseball bat quickly, and hit the Engineer to death. He then proceeded to run to the BLU intel.

Scout got the intel and ran out of the BLU intel room. His team had killed the enemy Soldier, Scout and Spy while he had been fighting the enemy Engineer. Looking forward he saw the enemy Medic. Scout knew he was a healer but also knew that he was good with his bone saw when it came down to it. The BLU Medic swung at Scout with his bone saw but missed. Scout was having fun evading the enraged healer. "I'm running circles around ya." Furious, Medic clipped Scout with his bone saw. Scout had been too cocky, and now he was getting punished. He had gone down and was narrowly dodging the Medic's swings while getting bruised occasionally from his bonesaw. Fortunately, he was in reach of his flying guillotine. He hurled it at the Medic's head which hit his forehead and killed him. Scout tried to get up but felt a sharp twang of pain. He had injuries from both the Engineer and Medic but had good pain tolerance and so got up and retrieved his cleaver and the intel.

Wait. He had Heavy's sandvich didn't he? He painfully reached for it and took a bite. He instantly felt better. After he silently thanked the Russian, he got up and took the intelligence…and bumped into the other team's big Russian.

"Leetle baby trying to steal our intelligence."

"Uh no, I was just returning it." Scout chuckled nervously.

The Heavy cracked his knuckles while the Scout gulped. The BLU mercenary raised his fist…and the big man dissolved into a laughing Spy surrounded by Red smoke. Scout growled. "Not funny." Spy kept laughing. Scout picked up the intel and started walking back to base. Going back to base he went the same way except there was no resistance.


When he got back everyone cheered. He walked through the corridor and swung his bag up and slung it around his shoulder, putting his weapons inside it.

"Good work Scout. Now we got the intelligence. Go put it with the others." The Texan said, "Take the teleporter, it'll be faster."

Scout said "Cool, also can you patch me up after doc, I got a few nasty scratches."

Medic nodded his head.

Scout saw two teleporters though. "Hey hardhat, there are two teleporters. I'mma take the one on the left. That OK? cool."

"Wait, Scout no!" But it was too late. This teleporter went to his workshop. Where he was working on a special experiment. A time traveling machine. But Scout did not know this and knowing the Bostonian's inquisitive nature, he rushed to the workshop.

Scout found himself in the Engineer's workshop. He hadn't been allowed in since he had broken a dispenser, trying to make it dispense sandviches and baseball cards. That probably wasn't his best idea. He stepped off the teleporter and looked around. Half built dispensers and sentries littered the floor and schematics were all over the walls. Scout placed the intelligence down. It even looked like Engie was constructing a smaller version of the sentry with what looked like a police siren on top. Almost like a sort of mini-sentry.

But his eye was caught by one machine. It looked like a teleporter but was much larger and had a control panel with knobs and levers on it. Scout saw one lever bigger than the rest. He tried to resist but couldn't. The temptation was too great. He walked over and pulled the lever. After randomly pushing a lot of other buttons the teleporter started to spin around and glow like a normal teleporter. He couldn't help himself. He jumped on. Just as the door was thrown wide open by the Engineer, Scout disappeared.

Welp, that is the first chapter. Hope people liked it. Anyway, see ya for the next chapter. Should be around 2-3 weeks. Happy Halloween as well.