A/N: This time some action ;) All the situations that I wrote about really happened in the game to me, or my friends ;) So I hope this turns out well.
I also have a request. I'm still working on this (maybe there will be a continuation) and I would like to hear your opinions on how would you like the story to progress. If you have any ideas or requests, feel free to write to me :)
And thank you for the reviews, they really help me :)
The next chapter will be probably around Wednesday or Thursday.
WARNING! I'm not English! So sorry for the mistakes, don't kill me ;) This is my first time writing in a different language.
Enjoy :)
Chapter 3
The first battle
It was early in the morning. Medic was on his way to check the resupply rooms. He wanted to be sure that there was enough medications and tools, to be prepared for an emergency. There was still plenty of time until the fight and most of the team members were probably still in beds. The Doctor wanted to use the time to check everything peacefully. He was now heading to the last resupply room. He checked the two ones that were upstairs and the last one was near the intel room.
Unfortunately that one was in a mess and didn't even have basic medications. Medic groaned and started to organize everything. He was wondering what was the previous doctor doing. They shouldn't get paid for running around, doing nothing.
When he was sure that everything was in order, Medic headed to the meeting room. Soon the team should start gathering there, to discuss strategy for the upcoming battle. The Doctor had a few ideas, but decided that he wouldn't speak up until he listens what other team members have to say. He wanted to know if Heavy and the rest really wanted to test him, or was there any other meaning of their behavior.
The mercenaries started gathering shortly after Medic. They were already fired up, adrenaline was going through their bodies, but there was also something else. They seemed concentrated and determined. Was it because they wanted to win so much? Well that was very promising, the German thought. He didn't like losing as it meant humiliation and less money. If they were so eager to win then Medic will aid them as much as he can. That though made him smile. He started to feel the adrenaline already.
When finally everyone was present in the meeting room, Soldier stepped forward.
"Today we crush those filthy maggots, who dare to call themselves men!" he roared eyeing each of them, "They will regret the day they faced us!" he slammed his hand against the board with a map of 2Fort, "Pyro, you're with Engineer today. Don't let any spies near his machines!"
"Mhmmmp mmmp hmp!" Pyro seemed very happy with that idea, as he jumped enthusiastically and slapped his hand with the Texan.
"Demo! Entrance duty today. Don't let them into our base!"
"Don't ya worry Sol, they won't get'a chance," Demo smiled evilly with a spark in his eye.
"Spy! Get in their base! See what they have and where! When we know what they're up to then it's your turn Scout. Get their intel!"
"Ya bet! I'll fuckin' smash them!" Scout grinned swinging his bat, "Who'll be my backup?"
"Me and Heavy. Big guy, keep them occupied as long as you can!"
"I keep tiny BLUs off bridge," Heavy grinned at Sniper, "Good for shooting."
"Thanks mate," the Australian touched his hat with a smile, "I'll be on the battlements if you need me."
"What about the sewers?" asked Engineer looking at the map, "I'll put the sentry in front of the intel room, so that place won't be guarded."
"Don't ye worry," said Demo, putting his hand on Pyro's shoulder, "Me and Pyro'll take care of that."
"You sure you'll manage?" the Texan looked at them closely.
"Mph mm!" Pyro raised his thumbs, reassuring the mechanic.
"Great!" Soldier cracked his knuckles and finally looked at Medic, "Doc, you stay with Heavy and me. Get that übercharge ready!"
"Natürlich," said the German. He just hoped that none of them will rush into a group of enemies, thinking they are invincible. Übercharge didn't last long and he wasn't eager to be surrounded by BLUs after it wears off.
"Soldier not worry," Heavy was now by the Doctor's side, with a determined look on his face, "I not let weak BLU near Doctor."
Medic sighed, irritated. He was capable of fighting and defending himself. He hoped that the Russian would leave him alone after he gave him the cold shoulder yesterday, but it seemed that the big man was more stubborn than he thought.
"Let's show those fuckin' blue arseholes who's the boss here!" Scout yelled jumping in the air.
"Get ready team!" Soldier was now pointing at the map, "Sniper, Scout, Demo, Spy! Left room! Pyro, Engineer! Downstairs! Heavy, Doc! We go to the right one! Do not die on me men!"
Everyone yelled in enthusiasm. Soldier for sure knew how to pump up the fighting spirit, thought Medic, looking at the team. This strategic meeting was much different from the ones he was used to. They were always formal, no screaming and supportive talk. The soldier class yelled a lot, of course, but not in this way. Medic couldn't quite describe this difference, however it didn't matter to him. The most important thing was to know where everyone was, so, if there was a necessity, the German could find them. If all this screaming will help them win the battle, then he didn't mind it.
Finally everyone started to head to the resupply rooms, eager to start fighting. Medic checked his equipment on the way. He didn't put it in the rooms yesterday, but he preferred that everything stayed in his office for now. He didn't like the idea of someone touching his precious belongings.
When they arrived Medic turned on his medigun. He wanted to overheal Soldier as much as he could, so the American will have an advantage while rocket jumping. In the meantime Heavy started to load himself with ammunition. It was hard to believe how strong the big man was.
MISSION BEGINS IN 60 SECONDS, the Announcer's voice sounded in the speakers.
"Do not let me down men!" roared Soldier into the headset.
"We'll beat the crap out'a them!" Scout voice was clearly heard.
MISSION BEGINS IN 30 SECONDS
"Doctor hide behind me," Heavy looked at Medic, "BLU Sniper good."
The German just nodded and pointed his medigun at the Russian.
MISSION BEGINS IN 10 SECONDS
"The dispenser will be in front of the intel room, fellas," reminded Engineer.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and the sirens went on, announcing the beginning of the battle.
Medic ran through the doors, now open, of the resupply room right behind Heavy. He gave one last overheal to the Soldier just as he ran on the battlements and rocked jumped on the bridge. The moment the battle began the Doctor started looking around carefully for any signs of spies. He had a rule that he didn't trust anyone on the battlefield. You never know when and how the enemy will strike.
Heavy was now heading to the entrance of the fort. They passed Demoman, who was placing stickybombs on the walls. The Doctor gave him a quick overheal, keeping in mind that he could be a spy.
"Thanks Doc! And good luck!" he yelled behind them.
Finally they were in front of the bridge. Medic saw the enemy Sniper pointing his gun at them, but he quickly backed away as their Sniper fired. He missed, but at least that gave them time to get on the bridge. Heavy stopped there and scanned the area, looking for BLUs. They needed to secure the bridge as long as they could, because that would give them more opportunities to attack. Medic could hear a rocket launcher and saw, through the holes in the roof of the bridge, Soldier who was attacking the enemy Sniper. He probably wanted to get to their opponent's base this way, to back up Scout.
There was a loud hiss and suddenly behind them was the BLU Pyro. He must've used the severs and sneak behind Demoman. Medic quickly dogged the flames, shouting to Heavy to watch out. He took out his syringe gun and fired several needles at the enemy. The Pyrotechnic screamed in surprise and backed away slightly. That gave enough time for Heavy to start his minigun. The BLU arsonist jumped into the water, to avoid being full of bullets. He was shot, but managed to hide into the severs.
Heavy said something in Russian and looked at the enemy base again. In the meantime Medic scanned the area. There were no more signs of opponents. He still haven't seen the BLU Heavy and Medic, what worried him.
Suddenly Spy's voice was heard through the headset.
"The enemy's sentry is in the courtyard, guarded by Demoman. BLU Scout and Soldier are 'eading towards the entrance. But I do not see their 'eavy, Medic and Pyro."
"BLU Pyro is injured in severs," said Heavy making his minigun spin.
He did that just in time as the enemy Soldier jumped from the battlements in front of them and fired several rockets. The Russian shielded Medic, taking all the damage on himself. The Doctor silently cursed under his breath, as two rockets hit Heavy. If it wasn't for the overhealing he would probably be in much worse condition. The big guy backed up but was still in front of the German. Heavy roared and fired his minigun.
When the two men were fighting, Medic saw something blue in the corner of his eye. He turned around just in time to doge a swing from the BLU Scout's bat. The boy was close and slightly lost his balance when he missed. Medic didn't let this chance slip. He threw himself at the enemy with his bonesaw in hand. The BLU didn't expect that and for a split second he didn't know what to do. This gave the German time to slice him right through his belly. The boy screamed, stumbled backward and fell of the bridge. Medic didn't look what happened to him as he concentrated on Heavy again. His medigun was pointed at the big man all the time and he noticed that the übercharge was nearly ready. He didn't want to use it against a single enemy. He looked around. Something was clearly wrong. The BLU Scout shouldn't attack like that.
Medic looked at the entrance of his base and finally understood. BLU Soldier and Scout were just the diversion. Their Medic and Heavy were probably in the severs. He was just about to say it through the headset, when he heard an explosion in their base.
"Sentry and dispenser down!" cried Engineer, "Dang it! They have über! Ugh…" and after that there was silence.
The Doctor cursed. They needed to get back fast. Heavy must have thought that too, as he started to retreat, but the BLU Soldier was persistently attacking them. Medic took out his syringe gun and started firing at the enemy, who was already injured, what made him vulnerable for the attack. After a few seconds he abandoned his post. The two REDs took that chance and ran back to their base.
ALERT! THE ENEMY HAS TAKEN OUR INTELLIGENCE!
Medic picked up his pace. If they don't hurry they will lose it. When he was in one of the corridors he heard footsteps. He stopped and gestured Heavy to do the same. Three people were running towards them. The Doctor doubted that it was someone of his team. He adjusted his medigun and looked at the Russian. The man just nodded and stepped in front of him.
When BLU Heavy, Medic and Pyro, who was carrying the intel, emerged from behind the corner, the German activated his übercharge. The enemy didn't expect this. They started to back up in panic only to be cut off by an injured and very angry RED Demo. They had nowhere to go. The Scotsman filled the corridor with bombs and Heavy was firing with an evil laugh. The hall was soon filled with smoke and dust.
THE ENEMY HAS DROPPED OUR INTELIGENCE
The übercharge finished and Medic was waiting for the dust to clear. When everything came back to view they discovered only the BLU Pyro's body with the briefcase beside him, and a trail of blood that went by one of the walls. The enemy used the smoke to cover their escape, as the corridor was quite wide. Medic wasn't concerned about that. The intel was safe. He went straight to Demo, pointing his medigun at him.
"Thank ye," the Scotsman said with a sigh when the healing beam surrounded him, "I neede' that."
"I von't heal you completely," he said scanning his teammate's wounds. They were quite bad, but he knew the explosive expert will last until he finishes with the others, "I vill go downstairs zo help Herr Engineer. Herr Heavy, you stay here," he didn't wait for a response. He grabbed the briefcase, passed Demoman and headed to the intel room. He just hoped that the Texan was alright. The team without a engineer would be in a big disadvantage and he didn't know when the reinforcement would come.
When Medic reached the basement he heard faint gasps and headed towards them. By the resupply room was Engineer, who lied on the floor badly hurt. Pyro, who was with him, was trying to stop the bleeding, but it didn't help much. The doctor put down the intel and pointed his medigun at the Texan. The man had probably lots of bullets in him, but that will have to wait till the battle ends. For now this should be enough.
After a few moments Engineer grunted and slightly raised himself on his elbows.
"Thank ya Doc," he told him with a smile, "I thought I'd be a goner."
"Mhmmm mhhhmm?" asked Pyro with, what sounded like, concern.
"Don't ya worry firebug, I'm all right."
Medic didn't say anything. When he was satisfied with the mechanic's condition, he pointed his medigun at Pyro. He wasn't hurt that badly, but healing a wounded teammate made his übercharge load faster.
In the meantime Engineer tried to contact the rest of the team.
"What's going on up there, fellas?" he asked through the headset.
WE HAVE TAKEN THE ENEMY INTELIGENCE
"Well that answers that," he said with a smile.
"We got it!" shouted Scout enthusiastically. They could hear few explosions, "Fuck! Sol, little help here. Friggin' fags!"
"Do not tell me what to do maggot! Get moving!" they could hear Soldier firing his rocket launcher.
Medic turned around and started running back towards the courtyard. It was good that he memorized the maps. Now he didn't have any problems moving around the fort.
When he was upstairs he saw Demo and pointed his medigun at him again. He was close to another übercharge and wanted to be sure he had one when he'll reach the bridge.
"Doctor!" Medic turned in the direction of the call. It was Heavy. He was guarding the courtyard and was slightly wounded. The German headed in his direction, healing him as soon as he was in range. Then he noticed something strange. He heard a minigun in the direction of the bridge. The BLU Heavy was wounded and the chance of him being able to fight after such short pried of time was minimal. So it only meant one thing.
"Spy!" he yelled taking out his syringe gun and firing at the enemy. The BLU Spy dropped his disguise the moment the needles hit him. He fired his gun, but Medic dogged, giving way for the Scotsman who launched bombs in his direction. The German didn't wait for the outcome as he turned into a different corridor and rushed out of the fort. He was running in zigzags so that the enemy Sniper won't be able to hit him, and finally took cover under the bridge, standing beside Heavy, who was back to his previous post.
He was just on time. Scout was limping through the bridge, blue briefcase on his back. Medic quickly pointed his medigun at the boy. That was just enough. His second übercharge was ready.
There was an explosion and Soldier jumped from the enemy's battlements followed by his blue counterpart and Demo. Medic pointed his medigun at the American and activated the übercharge. Soldier didn't waste time. He turned towards the approaching enemies and fired what was left of his ammunition, accompanied by Heavy's minigun. That made the BLUs withdraw quickly, giving time for Scout to hide in their part of the fort. Medic, Soldier and Heavy followed him, making sure no one was going after them.
When they were in the base the übercharge finished. Medic looked around, checking his teammates condition. Heavy and Soldier were fine but Demo still wasn't too good. He turned his medigun and started the healing. After this mission he will have lots of work to do, getting all the bullets out of his team.
SUCCESS! WE HAVE SECURED THE ENEMY INTELLIGENCE
"We did it lads!" screamed Demoman waving his bottle of scrumpy.
"We are good team," Heavy smiled and looked at Medic, "Thank you Doctor. You are big credit to team."
The German didn't say anything. Why is he thanking him? He did his task like everyone else. There was no need to be thanking him for that.
"We still have work to do men!" roared Soldier loading his rocket launcher, "We have two more briefcases to get!"
"Herr Demoman, you should not be fighting in zhat condition," Medic stopped the Scotsman, who was limping to the exit of the base, "Go down zo guard zhe briefcase zogether vith Herr Engineer and Pyro."
"Those lil' scratches are nothin'," Demo protested.
"Maggot, you listen to the Doctor!" yelled Soldier, "You will only slow us down!"
The Scotsman grumbled something under his breath, but turned back. He passed Scout, who was back on the courtyard, and slowly made his way to the intel room.
"Alright men!" Soldier was leading them towards the entrance, "Let's get that intel!"
Spy stretched his limbs and sat comfortably on one of the armchairs in the mess hall, lighting a cigarette. He was very pleased with the outcome of today's mission. His team had a flawless victory and himself came out of this with only a few scratches.
The Frenchman managed to sap the enemy's sentry at the beginning of fighting which gave Soldier and Scout the chance to get into BLU's intel room. After that getting the other two briefcases was easy. With dead BLU Pyro and Heavy, Medic and Scout out of the game, the RED team didn't have any problems. They won quickly and more or less without further damage. Demo and Engineer were hurt quite badly, but he was sure that their new Medic will get them back into shape.
Spy sighed slightly. He knew that they won this battle quickly thanks to the German; if at all they would be able to do it. The Frenchman had to admit that their new teammate was very skilled. He was fast and vigilant, not scared of battle. He analyzed the situation quickly and was able to choose the best solution. Spy watched the recordings form the fight and was impressed. Medic managed to avoid BLU Pyro's attack, seriously injured the enemy Scout, load up two übercharges and saw through his counterpart's disguise, not mentioning healed his teammates.
Thinking about this now, Spy knew that they were very lucky to get the Doctor on their team, but he felt that something was wrong. Medic was very skilled, of course, but something was missing. He healed everyone, but his expression was cold, professional. When he rushed to help Engineer, he didn't seem worried or concerned. He healed him because it was his job, nothing else.
When Spy first met Medic, he thought that the man was just not used to his new team, and he hopped that the formal attitude would soon disappear. The Frenchman started doubting in that after the medical checkup. After seeing Heavy's expression on the face, when the big man returned from the medical bay, after he gave dinner to the Doctor, Spy was sure that this will be his attitude for good. From Medic's point of view they were only people he needed to heal. The better their condition was, the better they could fight, and at the end of the day that meant more money. The German didn't see them as fellow teammates or friends.
That thought made Spy smile slightly. When did he become so attached to his RED team? He fought with them for a long time now, especially with Sniper, with whom he worked together from the beginning. At first he was aloof and only pretended to be nice and friendly. But after some time the Frenchman noticed that he wasn't acting anymore and really enjoyed spending time with the team, however he would never admit it out loud. He liked his chats with Engineer, smokes with Sniper and playing cards with Demo and Heavy. He even got used to Soldier's constant shouting and Scout's hyperactivity. For sure time changed him and he hopped that Medic will soon change too.
