Chapter two! YEAH!
How was chapter 1? good? eh? ah whatever Im just writing this for the hell of it and I need some more Hurt!Scout lololol.

Disclaimer: Still own nothing. Nothing but the plot.


Scout was doing pretty well he figured. Considering he was still alive and at the moment only had a few scrapes and bruises. He had almost taken a bullet to the noggin, but managed to dodge them on sheer luck this time.

He'd tripped.

Friggin tripped.

That's what saved his life. He'd never been so happy to be a klutz in his whole life. BLU's scout was running around somewhere close by, he'd heard the guy a few moments ago. Man it was like a freaking mine field out here. Every turn at a corner or dash to a new building could have a sniper waiting for him, or a heavy revving up that god damn mini gun. He was pretty sure he'd nicked the other scout in the side with his pistol once, but he wasn't sure. He sighed as he leaned back against the wall of a building. The shade was a nice refresher from the awful heat they were all running around in. Scout never really noticed it before.

He guessed it was because he was always dyin so he never had time to feel the heat.

The wall exploded next to him and Scout jumped out of surprise, though it was just enough to avoid a second shot. Rolling out of the way Scout skillfully wound back up on his feet before he twirled around and fired off his own gun toward his attacker; which turned out to be BLU team's scout. Pulling out his pocket pistol, Scout fired off the magazine at his typical rapid shot speed before quickly loading a new mag. BLU's scout had to jump behind a bolder in order to avoid getting his chest led lined and it made Scout wonder if BLU team's respawn was having problems of its own.

He was pretty sure last time he'd tried to kill the guy with that pistol he had just run straight into the bullets toward him. It wasn't terribly effective if the guy he was shooting at knew that no matter how many bullets he got hit with he'd just come back anyway. BLU's Scout suddenly darted back around the corner and this time seemed to be attempting an actual aim with the scatter gun. Scout noticed the light tint to the guy's shirt, red smeared the light blue fabric and it made the RED merc grin; least he'd hit the son of a bitch.

Leaping forward into a tuck-and-roll Scout managed to dodge the shot from his BLU counterpart. He rolled into it, rebounding right next to the BLU Scout's legs which he proceeded to grab and yank out from under the guy. Said Scout went flailing backward, a string of curses rolling off his lips before he fell hard against the rough terrain.

"Awh ya no good cheat'r!" He growled angrily as he kicked Scout in the face after freeing one of his legs, "That an't how we do it!"

BLU Scout's foot collided with the RED merc's jaw and his head snapped sideways as he let go and recoiled. Scout could taste blood and he was pretty sure something had cracked or he had a loose tooth or two. None the less he recovered quickly just as BLU's Scout was reaching for his pistol. His own a few feet away, discarded quickly during the roll, Scout settled for grabbing the BLU merc's arm and hand while pushing the gun away from his face. The two struggled against one another for a moment before Scout quickly let go of the BLU merc's arm and nailed him in the face. There was a crunch under his knuckles as they collided with the BLU merc's nose and said merc howled as his hand let go of the pistol instinctively and flew to his face. Quickly turning the gun around in his own hands Scout brought the pistol down toward BLU's Scout, but before he could shoot the guy he was knocked backwards as the BLU merc's feet collided swiftly with his chest.

Scout rolled backwards down the mild hill that had been sitting behind them before coming to a painful stop at the bottom; on his head and shoulders. Groaning, lying there for a moment trying to get rid of the pain as fast he could, Scout opened his eyes when he heard the familiar sound of a bat cracking against a baseball. There was only the briefest second of the BLU merc in his vision before a baseball promptly nailed him hard, right in the forehead. Scout's hands flew up to his face as he cursed and yelled. His head was spinning now and there was the angry throbbing of his new bruise and injuries to go along with it. He was taken out of his painful daze when the sound of a scatter gun clicking quickly into place hit his ears.

BLU's Scout had grabbed his primary gun and aimed it fast down toward the RED merc still lying on his back. The BLU sneered while blood ran out of his nose, and as he pulled the trigger quickly. RED's own Scout attempted to roll out of the way, but disorientated as he was from the ball to the head, he only managed to move out of the way for the brunt of the shot; his shoulder was still nicked rather badly. Scout shouted angrily as he got himself to his feet and quickly darted behind a wall just as BLU's Scout fired off the second shot; the wall exploded right next to his legs as dust and debris went into the air.

Scout tripped and fell forward, his calf having been hit after the second shot. He quickly hid himself behind a bunch of crates where a small box of ammo was hiding.

But, of course, no medi-kit.

God damn it.

"Ugh what the hell!" Scout growled as he tried to squeeze his shoulder wound shut.

He pulled out his own scatter gun, realizing he hadnt bothered to grab his own pistol or keep a hold of the BLU Scout's pistol, and then reloaded it before he slowly peered around the crates.

Least there was no sign of that BLU bastard yet.

Scout groaned painfully as he fell back against the crates again; his leg throbbing in agony and his head still aching. Ugh this was terrible! He wasnt normally alive this long enough to actually feel his injuries...Jeez in all hell he really missed respawn.


Have any of you read the comic Down to Nothing by Blasted King? UGH it's so awesome I love it. You guys should totally check it out if you havent. I would suggest doing the tumblr page.

Anyway, hope it was a good second chapter. R&R if ya want.

-Pendragon

P.S. I have no idea where Im going with this story. harharhar