Go get that Medic! - And don't let him die

by Lykanthropa

Again, the BLU team lost against the REDs. They forge the plan to kidnap the RED Medic as he knows the secret of his team's victorious battles. The ÜberCharge. During his captivity, they must be careful not to let the Medic die. Suicide is the only way to get back to his base, to his team. If there just weren't so many ways to die...

1. The (dilettante) kidnapping of the RED M

Scene: Landfall

Almost the whole BLU team is wiped out. The bodies lie scattered on the entire battlefield. They were beheaded, burned, shot, and blown up.
BLU Medic couldn't do much about it. He often feels so helpless. The RED team is simply much stronger than them!
The only difference between this fight and all the others is that BLU Medic was not the first to be killed, but actually the last survivor.

He flees over the battlefield, away from his pursuers. The REDs are like biting bloodhounds. Although their Scout has already stolen their Intel, and the RED team can be sure it's winning, they hunting Medic to send him to the team's respawn. Of course, he can just put to death himself, but his pride could not stand it. Not that the running away and hiding would be better, but still better than losing his life by the hand of the REDs.
But he should have known that he cannot escape his destiny.

Suddenly they stand before him. RED Medic, Soldier, Heavy and Demoman.
BLU Medic brakes hard and came to a halt, breathing heavily. It takes only a look until he's encircled by the entire RED team.
He looks to the right, to the left, to the front, backwards. There is no way out. Even Scout is among them, with the blue Intel on the back. He wants to mock him.
How viciously they grin at him. He hates this more dazzling smile. He would rather cut it from their faces.
Especially the RED Medic.

BLU Medic stretches his back, lifts his head up and spreads his arms wide. If he has to die, then with a raised head. His eyes are all the time directed at RED Medic. He should know how much he hates him.
The click of a gun echoes through the dead place and the world becomes black.

BLU Medic awakens in the respawn. After a few seconds of the orient himself, he noticed his team colleagues. None of them had left the respawn. Why should they? A defeat can no longer be averted.
"You've failed. The enemy has secured our intelligence", the voice of the administrator bangs through the speakers.
As always.

"Good work, Doc…"
"You want to blame ME for failing?"
"No one is blaming Doktor-"
"I heal you! I warn you when a Spy is nearby. I even fight when it's necessary! What else should I do? Do I have to take care of everything alone?"
Medic looks angry at Scout, who doesn't seem really impressed. Engineer puts a hand on Medic's shoulder.
"Scout didn't mean that."
This seems to appease the doctor, but Scout goes on.
"Strange, RED Medic manages to do that."
Medic rushes to the brat, but Demoman and Sniper can stop him before he can hit the runner.
"I'll tell you why RED Medic is doing it! His team doesn't let him down!"
In the room it becomes quiet. When Medic realized what he had said, he apologized.
"I'm sorry. It's not your fault. But not mine either. This ... this RED team is just too strong."
"Maybe they have a secret?"
"Or they cheating."
"It's their Medic. I'd like to see how good they are when their Medic doesn't support them."
"But what shall we do? Kidnapping him?"
"That's exactly what I had thought, Sniper."
"Are you serious, Medic? Are they allowed to fight at all if they are not complete?"
"Did you forget that? They had already fought against us when RED Medic had held our Spy in his refrigerator."
"Thank you for remembering me, Docteur…"
"And what will we do with him?"
"We hide him and wait for the next fight against the REDs. And this starts in a few days. I only want to win just once."
The team stays silent.
"And? What do you say?"
"But…that's cheat."
"Heavy, you always give so much effort in battle just to lose again. Is this always going on like this?"

"Count me in!"
"Me too."
"Mmpff!"
"Everyone here wants to win."
Heavy still hesitates. It is important to the Russian that the fights are always being fair.
"But it is no fair."
"Fair? Are the REDs fighting fair? How often did we have to fight against Über-Heavy? If RED were so fair, they would have given us the formula for the Übercharge so that both teams have an equal opportunity. But they don't have that because they are selfish and cowards!"
Heavy understand that.
"Doktor is right. RED Team is cheating coward!"
"So it's right. Let's get that RED Medic! And then I'll squeeze out his secret of the Übercharge. Let's see how arrogant they still are when we have the same strengths."
"And how are we going to do?"
"Spy."
"Yes?"
"You sneak into the RED Base, daze him and take him outside, where we wait for you with Snipers Van. Then we take him to our hiding place in Sawmill. This will be a cinch. If I am not mistaken, he is often alone in his infirmary."
"No problem. A blow to the neck will be enough."
"No blow to the neck! We must not take any risks. He must not die in any case."
Bad-tempered Spy takes a pull on his cigarette. "I think I already know what I'm doing, you know?"
"I know that, Spy. But use chloroform. We have to play safe and are not allowed to make mistakes."
"Chloroform? Doesn't take it minutes to get fainted? And I don't think that Medic is doing this with himself without fighting back. Can you not just give me a syr-"
"No!"
Spy sighs. "You should finally overcome your fear of syringes. You're a Doctor, you know?"
"Maybe it's really because of our Medic that we are such a loser team" Scout whispers to Pyro.
"I heard that!"
"All right then. I will do it."
"I would love to be there. I've always wondered who might be stronger. Medic or Spy."
"Well, why don't we let our Medic fight against our Spy?"
"Excuse me?!"
"We must know how strong RED Medic is, so that Spy knows where he stand with him."
"This is precisely why I use targeted blows on head and neck, so I don't have to bandy blows…"
"I don't think he has a chance against RED Medic. After all, the guy is totally crazy. And madmen are said to have superhuman powers."
"Maybe everything will be different than you think."
"I don't care! As long as it leads to our goal. Let us return to 2Fort and wait for the evening. Then we'll hit them."
"You mean me. And I would prefer to hit. Like a professional, of course."
"Fess..."

In the RED Base:

"Food! Finally!"
"Hold on, brat."
When the team finally sits at the table in the dinner room, Spy observes that someone is missing. He sighs annoyed.
"Could someone make sure our good doctor don't starve?"
"I'm going to get him" volunteers Engineer and is heading for the infirmary.

Meanwhile BLU Spy was able to penetrate the RED Base. He had made himself invisible, but perhaps that was not necessary either. If the REDs do not reckon with that, then during the ceasefire.
In the infirmary, Medic sits at his desk, his back to Spy. The only light in the room comes from the desk lamp, which illuminates the rear part of the infirmary only very sparsely and makes Spy almost invisible.
With the chloroform-soaked rag he creeps up on the German. He had disguised as the RED Engineer. Just in case, if should Medic turn around suddenly. But he seems to be very busy with some documents anyway.
Engineer grins confidently.
I'm coming for you~

He is sure that everything will work. However, the intruder has not reckoned with Medics doves. They sit on an elevated shelf above the desk. Spy just notices them as they begin to scream and hit wildly with the wings so that their white feathers sail through the air. Engineers head bounces up to them and then the birds bear down on Spy.
"What the hell…?" cries Medic startled and jumps from his chair.
Through the dove attack, Spy had lost his disguise and fought bitterly against the beaks and claws. Medic runs to the nearby wall to an intercom, presses the button and calls:
"Spy in the infirmary!"

"SPY IN THE INFIRMARY!" echoed Medics' voice from the loudspeakers through the base.
The Mercs are still sitting at the table. Their eyes wander to their Spy. He sighs annoyed.
"Not me. Idiots…"
"BLU Spy!"
"A BLU Spy in our base? Let us beat him up!"
Scout jumps full of joyous expectation to a fight from the table and runs towards the infirmary. All follow him. Only Spy stays sitting, one hand placed on the head.
What is BLU just thinking? These idiots.

Medic gets his bone saw and turns to BLU Spy, a devilish grin on his lips.
"Months of defeats and you still don't learn."
For Spy, there is only one way out. He cloaked. The doves immediately stopped fighting and sat back on their shelf. The danger seems to be averted. Medic is already a little disappointed that Spy is cut and run like a coward. He would have liked to have a little life in his refrigerator again...

The door to the infirmary opens and Engineer comes in.
"Doc! I heard your exclamation. Where is he?"
Medic looks up at his doves. They don't react to Engineer, so he must be the real one. He hadn't even known his doves can see through Spy's disguise.
"He has escaped. Typical BLU. Sneaking up like a coward from behind and instead of fighting, they flee."
Now the other Mercs appear.
"Where is he? Where is he?" Scout waved about with his baseball. Engineer grabs the bat with his gloved hand and lowers it.
"Relax, son. He is not here anymore."
"Buuhh…"
"Hmm?" Heavy notices a rag on the floor and lifts it. A slight smell creeps into his nose.
"It stinks."
"Give it me, Heavy."
Heavy hands Medic the rag and he smells at it.
"This is chloroform… I remember. Spy had dropped something. That must have been this rag."
"Hey…! They wanted to steal our doctor! Let's crash the BLU Base!"
"Just leave it be, Scout. Let us not pay attention to that. The BLUs are no threat to us."
"Still, we'll keep you in view now, Doc."
"Well…okay."
"Let's finally eat something."
"Oh? It's already dinnertime?"
"If we were not, you'd be starving, lad."
"You're probably right, my friend" laughed Medic.

The 8 Mercs leave the infirmary. In the corridor they meet RED Spy.
"Looks like as if you 'ad put this dilettante to flight."
"Oh yeah! You should have seen how I bashed this rat with my baseball bat!"
"Spy was no longer there when we arrived."
"I see. We need to keep an eye on the BLUs. They're up to something."
"Pffft! They are losers. They can still make so many plans. They would only have success if they would be members of the RED team. Well? Well?"
Scout holds up the hand for a high five. Sniper, Heavy, and Soldier respond to this gesture.
"Yeah! We are the number one!"
Spy takes a pull on his cigarette. "Okay, we got it. Hurry up. The food is getting cold."
The others move past by Spy. When Medic reaches his reach, he takes him by the arm. "Please wait, Docteur."
"What's wrong?"
The spy leans close to the German and whispers: "It's a little embarrassing to me."
When the other Mercs are out of reach, Medic answers: "You don't have to be embarrassed. What can I do for you?"
"I know it's dinnertime, but I would be very grateful if you would go with me in front of the base. Before I came here, I was briefly in the fresh air to smoke my cigarette."
"Did you see BLU Spy?"
"No, but I've seen something different. I've seen a shadow sneaking around Snipers Van. I think the BLUs are planning something with it."
"And you want me to come along because you are afraid to go alone?"
"…if you want to formulate it this way, Docteur."
"Why don't we tell Sniper?"
"No way. If really BLUs lurk and it would come to a fight, I don't want this Bushman 'ave the fun. During the regular battles countless killings are put into his account. That's why he's so arrogant."
Medic laughs. "Typical. But you two should finally get along well."
"I'm sure there will be no one anymore. But we should still have a look."
"Agreed. Will not be long, I guess."
"Thank you, Docteur."

"Shabby cowards."
"Spoies are inherently cowards, mate."
"Then that would also apply to our Spy?"
"Naturally! This applies to all spies. Whether blue or red. Worm like snakes from behind and ram a knife in your back. And when things get tough, they make themselves invisible! These Maggots!"
Sniper nods approvingly with his head. He himself was killed several times by BLU Spy with a stabbing stab in the back.
"Bloody Spoies…"
When the Mercs enter the dining room, they see RED Spy sitting in his seat. He is bent forward, his head resting on the table. Scout puts his fists on his hips.
"Well look at this. While we are hurrying to help our Doc, the guy does not think of anything other than taking a nap. It's time for retirement home. And if the opportunity is there, we'll send our Doc right after him. Ahaha hahaha!"
Soldier whacks the boy with his flat hand on the back of his head.
"Did you forget that? RED Spy has followed us."
"Oh… right."
Engineer walks over to the motionless Spy and scares as he sees a knife stuck in his back. Spy does not sleep, but was killed!
"RED Spy is BLU Spy!"
"That would mean the BLUs had tricked us. That's impossible!"
"Mmmph."
"Hey… Where is Medic?"

"In the evening this place looks very lonely."
"Hm-hm."
"Spy?"
"Yes, Docteur?"
Medic and Spy reach Sniper's Van. Medic wants to see through one of the windows, but the curtains are drawn.
"It's unusual for Sniper to place his van directly in front of the base. Usually he parks it at the side of the building. And he had that when we first arrived here."
"Then the BLUs must have moved it."
"Strange. Why should they do this?"
Spy twisted annoyed the eyes. Medic stands with his back to him. He would like to stab a knife in his back...
But he has to patient now. He almost has reached his goal.
"I think we should take a look into the van. Fortunately, Sniper never closes it."

Spy gets nervous. Medic is inspecting the van perfectly. They are now behind the vehicle. The door there seems tightly locked and nobody seems to have climbed the ladder to the roof.
Does he suspect something?
"I think… you need a vacation."
Surprised, Medic turns to Spy. Not only because of what was said, but because of the tone in his voice. Spy's gaze has changed. It's no longer concerned and friendly, but cold and calculating.
During the rattles in Medics' head, what could not be right with Spy, he tries at the same time to figure out what he might mean by this strange sentence.
On Spy's face sneaks a malicious grin. In Medic's eyes he can see the naked horror as the good doctor realizes who really stands before him.

Suddenly the door of the van flies up, strong hands grab Medic on shoulder and torso and pull him inside the vehicle. It's all so fast that he does not even have time to scream or to call for help. Probably his team wouldn't have heard him anyway. Spy jumps in and slams the door shut.
Medic finds himself in the company of the BLU team. It's Heavy who holds him from behind with his big hands.
"Well, well. What have we got here?" BLU Medic is sitting in front of the doctor in a chair; a smile on his face. "You really stepped in our trap."
RED Medic is horrified, but he hide it.
"Why trap?" he asks self-confidently. "Shouldn't I be chloroformed?"
BLU Medic stops. His smile disappears. Then he turned to Spy.
"Why is he not chloroformed?"
"There were complications."
"What does that mean 'complications'?" the doctor mimics.
"I leaked out and had to change the plan. That's why we should get out of here as fast as possible."
"Hahaha! I knew you will blow it, Spy."
"Why? He's here after all, isn't he?"
"Yes, but he is wide-awake and moreover the RED team is alerted. So you blowed it."
"Pff! This was the fault of the poultry. They figured out my disguise and attacked me."
"Embarrassing. You let demonstrate yourself by a few silly doves." Scout pushes Soldier playfully his elbow into the side. "They probably spring at him because he smells of bread."
Soldier lets his familiar laughter be heard. "Spy, our Baguette."
"So I prefer herbal baguette."
Spy tries to ignore it. "Could we leave before the RED team discovered us and beaten us into the spawn?"
Soldier hit the wall behind the driver's seat several times with his fist. "Get going, Maggot!"
"Okay!" Sniper calls behind the wall. "But can you stop banging against the walls?"
"Shut up and do what I say, Aussie!"
"Pisser…"
The car starts moving.

RED Medic is not worried about his abduction. The BLUs are all idiots. His stay with them could be fun. But as soon as there is a chance to flee, he will.
"What are you planning with me?" he asks amused.
"You think the whole situation is funny, don't you?" BLU Medic bends over to RED. "I'm gonna smash that grin from your face. Keep him well tight, Heavy, while Engineer tied him up. Let's see how fun he finds that."
Engineer looks at BLU Medic helpless.
"But we didn't take anything to fetter."
"Of course we didn't! After all, we thought that Spy will his work neat!"
Unimpressed, Spy pulls at his cigarette. Furiously, Medic whipped it out of his mouth.
"Stop smoking!"
"Mon Dieu!"
"Hahahaha!"
BLU Medic looks like as if he is bursting at any moment.
"Use your cable to tie him up, Engineer. And shut him up too."
The Texan loosens the cable from his waistband. Heavy fixes RED Medics arms on his back, where Engineer tied them up with the orange cable. Then he pulls out a cloth to gag him.
"I shouldn't do it, if I were you."
Engineer pauses and looks for eye contact with BLU Medic.
"You don't want me to die, do you?"
"Don't worry. You will not choke."
"Not just so, no. But I know a little trick how I can pump up my stomach acid. So if you don't want to sit in VOMIT you shouldn't so that."
"What? What? What did he say about vomit?" Sniper calls from the cab. "I warn you! Don't do anything so bloody silly in my van!"
"You wouldn't dare…"
"Do you really want to provoke that?"
BLU Medic stays silent.
"Dude, I don't want to see or smell puke! I'm getting sick now."
"Stop it now! Okay, we will not gag you. But I warn you. Don't get on my nerves."
"I have to think about that. And quite frankly you annoying me."
BLU Medic is red with rage. Scout laughs behind his hand.
RED Medic must admit that he has a little compassion for him. But only a little. He will see in what he getting himself into trouble with his abduction. He will make the life difficult for the BLU team.
Whatever they intend to do with him, according to this matter, they will think three times, whether they want to afford such a thing again.
I'll give you what for.