La Femme Bleu

Disclaimer: I don't own TF2 or X-Men.

I gaze down at the photograph in my hand. At one point, I would have felt nostalgia looking at it, but now...

"Pourquoi? Pourquoi vous vous cassez mon coeur, Raven?"

I had only found out about her true identity a short while ago, thanks to the fact that "Ms. Pauling" was another identity of hers. Under that alias, she had hacked into the respawn system and altered it, in an attempt to activate her son's dormant X-Gene. However, in doing so, she accidentally altered our respawn scans, so the next time we went through, each of us, RED and BLU alike, developed a mutation.

Some of us adapted quite well. Kristoph, our Medic, became quite skilled with his newfound telekinetic abilities in only a short amount of time. Likewise, my chameleon-esque powers have proven quite useful.

Still, this gift cannot heal my broken heart. I genuinely cared for that woman, and when I learned that she was not who I thought she was, my heart shattered like glass. And I was not the only one.

"Hey, uh, Gerard, right? Ya in here?"

Speak of the devil...

"Oui. Come in."