REVISED CHAPTER

A/N: So woohoo, Summer!

Anyway I had been slowly writing this for the past few days and it still doesn't satisfy me, but I figured I should just get moving with the story. Felt like I couldn't get the descriptions right for the life of me. And again hope you guys like where this is going, if not I apologize but this is what the core "idea" will be, but I'll talk about this down there.

Enjoy

P.S: I'm completely making these chapter names up as i write these noted so their pretty crappy


Chapter 3: The Impossible Happens


May drove around for an hour exploring the town. The only stores she saw were that of small country stores, boutiques, hardware, and small diners and cafe's. Boutiques definitely weren't in her interest, as she had no use for them, while the restaurants looked as though they sold the same food as each other. Though a majority of the stores that she visited held no interest, there were a few. One of these stores was a costume store, which held a variety of costumes.

'Hmm this place could come in use sometime' May thought as she picked up a fallen angel costume with decorative tattered wings. 'There are actually some cool costumes in here. I might just have to come back here during Halloween.'

Another shop that had peeked May's interest was that of a pop culture shop. As May looked around, she saw some familiar looking faces on shirts and products. May figured that this would easily become her favorite store in Bee Cave, seeing as how it seemed to have recent merchandise as opposed to antiques like the 10 other stores on the main street had. She saw several products that all peaked her interest, as they were characters she was all familiar with.

'Wow, this store is a lot like the one back home. I wonder if they have a connection to each other...Though this store is one of the few interesting ones in this slow town, it does seem out of place. Why would a pop culture store be in the middle of a town like this? I'm guessing that it's to draw younger people in.'

As May roamed around the town's main street, May's stomach growled from the absence of food.

'Oh man I forgot that I haven't eaten since we stopped at that McDonald's. How long ago was that? 8 hours maybe? Man I need to go get something to eat. Hmm, I'm craving a smoothie. Wonder if any of these cafés have any...I have got to stop thinking to myself so much...'

May searched the street for somewhere that would appease her craving for a smoothie. She came across a small, quaint coffee shop near the end of the main street. The small coffee shop was booming with business and, while May didn't necessarily like crowds, a crowded restaurant meant good food. She bought herself a blueberry muffin and a strawberry banana smoothie, sat down, and pulled out her iPhone.

'Hmm…I wonder what's been going on in the gaming world.' She thought as she slowly ate her food. 'Oh hey what do you know? They added a new description to those Robocrates. Now if they would just release something to open them with...'

As May sat there thinking about what those mysterious crates might contain, something out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. The thing, or rather person, that caught her attention was a man, but not just any man, one that seemed extremely familiar.

'Wait….was that…no it couldn't be….could it?'

The man walked by her and as she analyzed him from head to toe.

The middle aged man was dressed in tattered, worn, brown overalls and a long, bright red shirt that was rolled up to his elbows. He wore a tool belt around his waist that, at the moment, didn't seem to hold anything. The pads on his knees seemed out of place, but so were the welding goggles that dangled around his neck. A single yellow glove was worn on his right hand as well as a yellow hard hat that obscured the top half of his face. The strangest thing about him wasn't the single out of place glove or the odd wrench emblems on his shoulders, but was the expression on his face. He had this intense stare of determination, one that said that he couldn't be swayed from his goal in anyway. As he turned the corner, disappearing from her sight, May returned to reality stunned at who had just walked by.

'What the hell?! Who the hell was that?! This has to be a coincidence, there's no way that was real. Maybe I'm just hallucinating, but...he had the emblems. There is no way that was a coincidence. Obviously there's no way that he is the real Engineer, so...maybe he's a fan. Yeah he's gotta be! He must be a cosplayer. Ooh I've gotta go get a picture with him. That costume is almost exact!'

May got up, grabbed her bag, and ran after the man with a huge smile on her face that she couldn't contain. So much was going through May's mind as she pursued the Engineer look alike. She still couldn't believe who she just saw. Even though cosplayers weren't unusual, one in this town seemed strangely out of place. Being that it was a middle aged man was even more unusual, but also was the fact that it was in the character's hometown.

As she rounded the same corner, she caught a glimpse of him walking into a dark alley.

'I have a bad feeling about this…' May thought, as she slowly walked down the alley.

Suddenly, she heard a loud bang that May assumed was the sound of a door being slammed shut. She walked down the alley and came across a lone door at the end.

'Well that's strange. Why would there only be one door in this alley?'

The door had a Keep Out sign that seemed rather suspicious. This one seemed rather new. A flimsy sign that looked as though it had been bought from a store. May knew that Keep Out signs were only used to hide something. The rusty door creaked loudly, as May slowly opened it. She walked through into a dark room, feeling the walls for a light switch. As she felt a switch between her fingers, she flicked it up, turning the lights on.

The room that May had entered was that of an office that seemed to have been abandoned for at least 10 years. There were several cramped cubical's protruding from the wall making the large room seem small. Only room was made for the small pathway that parted the squares in half.

'I feel bad for anyone who worked here. It seems like the kind of place where repetition was the norm.' May thought, walking down the small path.

A thick layer of dust covered everything from paper clips to the whole room. Thin sheets had been thrown over larger equipment, such as the desks and computers. May could see the computer's through the thin sheets, which seemed to be models from the early 90's.

'Man this place must have been shut down years ago. Wonder what this place used to be.'

May figured that the Engineer look alike went through the door on the other side. As she walked down the path, May heard an all too familiar whirling sound. It was a sound she had heard many times before.

'Wait did I- was that what I thought it was?!' May thought, having a surprised and confused look appear on her face.

May walked through the door and was faced with a room of immense size. It was the size of a small factory, except several of the machines had been taken out. A few still lined the wall, but with a majority of them gone, the room looked empty.

'This must belong to the same company's the other room had been.' she thought, looking around the enormous room.

The walls were dusted and covered in cobwebs just like the office was. The remaining machines that were bolted to the ground, were covered in a large cloth that too was covered in dust. Almost everything in the room looked like it hadn't been tampered with in years, except the contraption in the middle. It looked as though it had been used recently, as there was not a speck of dust or dirt on it. It was in pristine condition.

The Machine that stood in the middle of the room was surrounded by computer terminals and generators. Several computer terminals were shaped around the central machine in the middle like a square and were hooked up to the generators that surrounded them. The four generators were set as the corners of the" square" and were hooked to the terminals with thick cables. From the terminals, there were several small, thin cables that hooked to the central machine. The central machine looked like a chamber of sorts that was a tall cylinder shape with a sliding door that, at the moment, was shut tight. Oddly enough, the individual machines that hooked up to the cylinder were strangely familiar.

May wondered where she had heard that all too familiar sound from and figured that it must have come from inside that chamber.

'This thing looks like it was ripped straight from a sci-fi movie.' May thought.

Looking around the contraption, May wondered if she would be able to activate it and see what it did. She analyzed every button on the terminals, trying to determine what each of them did. There were at least 50 buttons on each terminal, which were unlabeled for the most part. The occasional button was labeled like one that said 'Osculate Electron Flux' and another that said-

"Hey maybe this is it." May said sarcastically.

Her voice broke the silence as she reached to press the green button. As the button was pressed, the machine whirled to life. The generators spun, creating a finite flow of electricity, while the terminals hummed as they powered on.

"For such a complicated machine the 'On' button was certainly easily labeled." May said to herself, fully knowing that no one was around to hear her.

Being that the machine was now on, May just needed to find out how to open the chamber. Luckily, just as the 'On' button had been labeled so easily, the 'Open Chamber' button was to.

'OK if you going to have a majority of the buttons have a complicated label, then why label certain one's with vocabulary that a 2 year old would know? Why would you make something that's supposed to be a secret so easy to turn on?' May thought with a confused look on her face.

Who ever had design this machine must have been a genius, but also an idiot.

None the less, just like the 'On' button had done, the 'Open Chamber' button had done exactly what it was labeled to do. The chamber's doors slid open to reveal a small looking rectangular contraption. May walked forward to take a better look at the inside of the chamber and had found that there were two of the rectangular contraptions, one on the floor and one on the ceiling. Both were whirling with life, emitting a bright red glow that enveloped the gap between them. The first good glimpse she got of the contraption confirmed what she thought she had heard just a few minutes ago.

"Holy crap! It is! It really was a teleporter!" May screamed in disbelief, fidgeted wildly from excitement.

She couldn't believe what she was looking at right now. There was no way this was real, it couldn't be, it was impossible. It looked just like the teleporters, except there were two that intercepted each other. Why was there generators hooked to this strange contraption? Was it used to supply the teleporters with more power for a more powerful transport? May could only answer those questions one way.

She cautiously stepped into the chamber, thinking about whether or not this was a good idea or not. As she stepped right in the middle of the two teleporters, the doors slid shut and the whirling became faster and faster.

'I wonder if this even wo-'

May's thought was cut off as she was broken down molecule by molecule and transported elsewhere. She was gone from this reality, transported to another.

A monitor on one of the terminals flashed as May disappeared. The screen said:

Destination: Teufort


Yup this is where the story's going. Hope it doesn't disappoint anyone. I've always wanted to write a legit story with this kind of plot, just to have some fun with it and see how I can link the real world to the gaming world. Trust me I'm going to try and explain as much things as I can come up with. Oh and I won't give anything away ,but I have (what I believe) is a really neat idea with the BLU team. Again can't give anything away, you'll just have to wait. While on topic of the plot, I actually had a few other idea's instead of the teleporter but it would have been classified as a completely different story and I was wanting to write this way to much. Maybe I'll use the ideas in another story.

Teleportation is a better plot device than being sucked through a computer screen isn't it? Is that just me? Ok well the explanation is better how about that?

Fun Fact:

Remember when it said May's father was probably the worst TF2 player she had seen? Yeah it's true. My dad is abysmal at games. One time, back when I played Runescape, the man got stuck on a door for 20 minutes. He couldn't figure out how to open it, despite me giving him instructions (keep in mind this was over the phone). When I finally got him to play TF2...oh boy he really is the worst player ever. He can't navigate the maps even the slightest bit...in fact he can barely move and shoot. watching him from a third person view is really sad. He moves like a snail and has at least a 2 second reaction time. He even asked "where is left?" one time...yeah, I banged my head on the desk out of frustration... eh despite everything I still love him.