Chapter 1

He had received a letter through his letterbox that morning, and now Sniper was on a plane to one of the British bases in the Middle East. Hat lying over his eyes, he looked like he was sleeping, but, secretly, he was listening on his former co-workers talk nearby. They were talking about why they were there, which was natural.

Sniper's letter said that it was vital for him to go to the airport and from there proceed to the fourth terminal with his weapons. Otherwise, he would be shot, or sent to prison. And Sniper didn't want that. And so, he ended up listening to Soldier complaining about how un-American this entire thing was.

"Something's going on here, I tell you! That maggot who sent those letters deserves the chair, it's so un-American!" Soldier's ranting went on.

The plane landed, and the group got off, before being led to an office. As Sniper got off last he saw the rest of his team trudge off. He felt sorry for Engineer, who must have been so eager to do something like this that he had nothing on apart from his white boxers. Demo was drunk, as usual, and Medic was covered in blood, but apart from this, the team was dressed properly.

The office was cold and dark, and there were an awful lot of potted plants around. Blinds stopped most of the light from outside getting in, and there was a fan blowing the cold air around, making the leaves of plants move a little. The office had one picture on the wall, which was so dark that it was impossible for Sniper to make out what it was about. However, the walls were a single bland colour, and Sniper was glad that the picture was there to make the place more interesting. Scout was closest to the fan, and looked very cold. He lifted his left leg and kicked the fan discretely, but accidentally broke it in the process.

"Now, gentlemen, we need you to do something," said the officer behind the desk.

"What is it, tea-drinker?" barked Soldier.

"The President of America has disappeared. Our sources tell us that he is being held by rebels in a stronghold on the Jebel Akhdar Mountain. The last time this mountain was conquered was in 1957, and the time before that was about two thousand years ago. Our men can't do it because they're busy doing other missions."

"So what you want us to do is to go to this mountain, rescue the president, f*** the people who held him and get out?" asked Scout.

"Exactly, though less of the f***ing and more of the killing." replied the British officer.

That night the team was deployed, with Sniper as the team's commander. Sniper therefore had control of UAV scans, artillery strikes and supply drops. While most of the team were establishing a base in a disused shed, which meant storing their supply of weapons and equipment and putting down bedrolls, Sniper climbed the tallest object he could, and scanned the area with his rifle and night vision. He noticed that there were regular patrols along the stronghold walls, and that there were several Jeeps speeding down the only road to the mountaintop. He also noticed a small, barely visible, notice that ordered 'Abandon all hope of leading long and prosperous lives if you've come to attack us'.

The following morning, the team abandoned their red uniforms and got civilian clothes on, and tested their radios. Sniper did a scan of the mountain using the UAV, revealing a large amount of men, around twenty to forty, near the centre of a compound, which he guessed where the President would be held. However, he knew that this could be very suicidal, as the notice from the night before looked fairly new, and he and his men would be going up a force at least twice the size of their own.

"Right, I think Soldier and Scout should use the grappling hooks, given to them by the British, to climb up the steepest side of the mountain. Demo, Heavy, Medic, and Pyro could follow Soldier and Scout, and would divert the rebel forces. Engineer would go up the mountain on a motorbike while pretending to be one of the rebels, and Spy would go on the back of the motorbike." proposed Sniper.

"How will this help get President?" asked Heavy.

"The diversion created by Soldier and his group would draw enough of the rebels away from the President. Engineer and Spy would be able to gain entry, being that they would look like rebels and there would be a shortage of men, before making their way to the hostage." explained Sniper.

"How are we going to release him?"

"Engineer would pretend to guard the President, while Spy entered the room cloaked, take out any guards inside the room, before releasing the President. Then the three of them would leave the stronghold and get away as quickly as possible. When they are clear, the Engineer or Spy would radio Soldier the fact they had got out of the Jebel Akhdar stronghold, and that Soldier and his squad could retreat." replied Sniper.

"What are you going to be doing during all of this, may I ask?" inquired Spy.

"I'll be covering Engineer and Spy as much as I can, while giving artillery strikes and covering fire to Soldier when he needs it." answered Sniper.

That afternoon, Soldier and Scout started going up the incline, and their squad ascended the mountain. Once at the compound wall, they radioed Demo and Medic to follow. Soldier then radioed Pyro to climb up one of the ropes, before radioing Heavy that he had the two ropes he could use.

While this was going on, Engineer and Spy were going up the mountain. Sniper, from his vantage position, grinned. From there, he thought it was like being back at home, watching one of those World War 2 movies, not taking part in an operation worthy of the SAS.

After Engineer and Spy disappeared inside the base, Sniper turned his rifle in Soldier's general direction.

Most of Soldier's squad were pinned in a small, decorative pond in Jebel Akhdar. Demo was out of pre-made explosives, and Pyro had no gas left for his flame-thrower. Sasha was busy churning through what little ammo Heavy had available. Soldier had three rockets for his rocket launcher remaining before he had to resort to his shovel, while Medic was pinned down near the stairwell to the battlements. In fact, only Scout was doing well, stunning any rebels he could, but mainly the ones that were a threat to the rest of his squad.

From his position, Sniper saw a head above the battlements. He fired instinctively.

Soldier cringed as he saw Scout propelled sideways across the courtyard while doing a double jump. He jumped to the conclusion that Scout was on the receiving end of some not-so-friendly fire from Sniper, who must have mistaken Scout for a rebel. Soldier reckoned that the shot might not have been able to kill Scout, but, as long as Medic remained pinned near the battlements stairwell and the rest of them pinned in the pond, Scout's chances of living were very slim.

"This is Patriot to Pink Mist, this is Patriot to Pink Mist. Did you just shoot someone?" Soldier barked, in an angry sort of way, to Sniper on the radio.

"This is Pink Mist to Patriot. I did. Why?"

"That was Scout."

"Ah piss. I thought he was one of them. Is he alright?"

"He'll be dead if the Doc can't get to him, who happens to be pinned right at this very moment! And while I'm at it, we need supplies here!" screamed Soldier, gaining several nasty glares from the rest of his squad.

"Right then."

The supplies were dropped as near to the pond as Sniper could get them. As the rebels mistook the supply drop to be a paratrooper, went to defend the American President.

Engineer was waiting outside the President's holding cell, nervously fingering his shotgun. Two dead guards on the floor would get Engineer dead as soon as a rebel came round the corner. Engineer had been waiting there for about ten minutes, and decided to radio Spy.

"Tex to Spook, this is Tex to Spook, what's happening in there?"

Silence. Then Engineer's radio came to life.

"Spook to Tex, I've just murdered the last guard in here."

"How many were there?"

"Eight."

"Good, now get the President, and let's get out of here."

The door opened, and Spy came out, with an unconscious President over his left shoulder and his pistol in his right hand. The two went down the corridor, before bumping into about ten startled rebels. The two groups did nothing. Engineer looked at Spy. His eyes had a sort of 'It's going to be one of those days, isn't it?' look in them. Engineer sighed, aimed his shotgun, and fired.

Soldier heard screams coming from inside the base. At least, he thought he heard them. Heavy looked like he had as well. Soldier jumped when he heard his radio crackle.

"Tex to Patriot, Tex to Patriot. We have the President, and are clear, I repeat, we have the President and are clear."

"Patriot to Tex, I read you." replied Soldier.

Sniper saw three things. One was Engineer, Spy and a man coming down the road to the stronghold. Another was Soldier's squad, save Scout, descending the grapples. And the third was several Jeeps following Engineer. Sniper was horrified when he saw Engineer stop the motor bike, get off, and started to lay some mines.

"Oh s***, what are you doing? There isn't time for you to be laying mines, you fruit-shop owner. You've got three big bad Jeeps following you, full of motherf***ing rebels, so get your ass out of there!"

When the team regrouped, Scout wasn't there.

"What happened to Scout?" inquired Engineer.

"I got an accidental headshot on him, and, despite the distance, is probably dead by now. How am I going to explain this to his mother?" asked Sniper.

A/N

I know, this isn't great, but I wanted to do a fanfic that was mostly about the RED Sniper. Please review, as I want to write a chapter of the BLU classes getting killed by Sniper, but I need ideas about where to go or if I should stop here.