Fear

(inspired by "A Scout's Bandages" by Ragna89, All Credit goes to Ragna89!)

Chapter 1: The Box

Everything had been going great for the REDs, with the BLU team shutting themselves in and keeping inside their base. All the REDs sat in the Recreational Room, waiting patiently and passing the time. Without warning, the RED communicator suddenly started to beep to a steady tempo. The Soldier jumped from his seat and took the microphone with no hesitation. "Soldier speaking!" he stated firmly. "Good evening, RED team." a hoarse, feminine voice croaked through the speakers hanging from the ceilings. "I have decided to give you a little present for your…fine efforts." the woman said. The Soldier clicked his heels together and saluted the communicator. "Continue on, Administrator!" he stated. The Announcer's voice sighed heavily and continued with a heavy, stern tone. "You will receive a new member in the next day or two. I expect that you take good care of that person." she requested. The Soldier nodded as he saluted again. "Ma'am, yes, ma'am!" he nearly shouted, hanging up the phone. Quietly, he went back to his seat and sat down looking at his teammates. The Engineer, sitting by the Soldier, scratched the back of his neck and looked at the others with a confused expression. "What class do ya fellas think he is?" he asked aloud. The Scout jumped onto his chair and said cheerfully, "I bet it's another Scout! Yeah! That'll be freakin' sweet, man! I always wanted a partner I could work with!" he exclaimed. The Spy rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Oh, please, that's the last thing we would want on this team." he groaned, the others turning towards him. The others smiled uncomfortably and nodded quietly at the hyper Scout, hoping that he won't continue on. Disappointed the Scout got down from his chair and walked to the door. "You guys are so boring! I'm going scoutin' around the base! LATER, KNUCKLEHEADS!" he shouted, bolting out of the room and waving his bat around like a maniac. Once he left, the silence continued to linger on. The rest of the team stared awkwardly at one another, hoping that one of them would break the silence. That's when the Sniper stretched his arms and stood up. "We ain't gonna find out before he comes, mates, so good luck guessing!" he said, also leaving the room in more silence. The Spy rose as well and sighed, putting a white cigarette in his mouth. "No use wondering about it. We will see when he gets here. So be patient, my friends, wait until tomorrow." he wisely stated, starting to head out of the room as well. They all nodded in agreement and went to their private rooms, hoping to get as much rest as possible for tomorrow. It was a bright afternoon that greeted them in the midst of an unfortunate shootout with the BLU team. The REDs were proud of their Spy taking the BLU intel without effort. As they walked back to the base from the battlefield, they spotted a delivery truck sitting just outside the front door. A delivery man wearing a red uniform got out of the truck, a clipboard in his hand. He went to the back of the van, pulled a medium sized box from the back and set it on the ground very gently. The box had little air holes and a "FRAGILE!" sticker on it. The Scout was the very first to the scene and looked at the package with a great curiosity. "What's in there? I wanna see!" he cried. The Spy groaned, gently pushing him aside. "Move out of the way, Scout. I shall see what it is." he said, approaching the delivery man. The man held out the clipboard, of which the Spy sighed and waved goodbye as the man got back into the truck and pulled away. The other REDs surrounded the box and the Spy, all looking at the strangely heavy package as the Frenchman hauled it towards the base. The others followed eagerly behind him, gathering in the Rec room to watch. He set the package down gently on the floor, taking out his knife. Prying against the wood, he watched as it popped open, the Spy gently lifting it up. "Oh, merde…." he said, his face a mixture of shock and horror.