A/N: WOOHOO! AS OF THIS CHAPTER, THIS STORY HAS REACHED OVER 10,000 VIEWS! YAY! THANKS FOR ALL THE REVIEWS TOO! THANKS EVERYONE FOR YOUR INTEREST IN THIS STORY!

Back to business, I have started going back and revising chapters. Currently 1-7 have been revised. Some have barely been touched, but others receive a heavy overhaul. Chapter 4 received lengthy character descriptions, which isn't necessary, but I suggest going back and at least skimming through. Chapter 2 does need to be read quickly again though. I added something that would be a bit important later on, and change Emil's name back to Emile. Yeah bet you all forgot about his, didn't you?

Also going back and deleting any "Unnecessary" authors notes and sentences. Grammar formatting, capitalization and spelling have all been improved to the best of my ability. Things have been added and taken out, depending on its importance.

Because I'm in the middle of revising, there may be some inconsistency with certain things, so I apologize if something may seem one way in one chapter and another in a later chapter.

Chapter 21: Disguise Kit Shenanigans

"Maggots! Get your asses out of bed!"

Yup, that was the Soldier making his daily wake up calls. Sleepily, May looked at the clock, its bright red numbers reading 5:00. Only the Soldier was crazy enough to go around, yelling at men who killed for a living. Frustrated and tired, she inadvertently yelled out loud.

"Oh my god! Shut Up!"

Not realizing how loud she was, the Soldier suddenly stopped his screaming and began running towards the room that commanded him to be quiet. Happy that he had stopped, May nestled back into the sheets, when she heard footsteps approaching her room. Her eyes shot open as she realized what she had just done.

"Oh crap..."

The door flung open and an angry Soldier stood in the doorway, beaming in anger at the lazy girl, still lying in bed. He marched over to the bedside, grabbed the sheets, and swiftly pulled them off, leaving a cold May in her place.

"I commanded you to get out of bed, and you defy me by talking back! Run twenty laps around the gym, immediately, maggot!" the Soldier commanded.

A bit frightened, May didn't respond as her mind was contemplating what to do. One side told her to just obey him, while the other wanted her to stand up to him. A thought came into her mind, one that would prevent her from having to run laps. She sat up and looked the Soldier right in the eye.

"No." she firmly stated.

"What did you just say to me, maggot!" he said, angry that this girl was not obeying him.

"I said, no." May said, grinning this time.

She obviously had a trick up her sleeve, but the Soldier was to oblivious to notice it.

"You will follow my orders, maggot!" he said, even angrier than before, if that was even possible.

"You realize you can't really force me to do anything, right." she said, grinning smugly.

"What the hell are you talking about?! I am your superior! You will follow my orders, or you will be punished!"

"How? The only way you can force me to do anything is by threatening me and I'm pretty sure that at least three men in this building would not be happy if you hurt me."

The Soldier stood there in silence, putting the pieces together. Finally he realized that if he hurt the girl, the other mercenaries would beat him to a pulp. His face turned from that of shock to, strangely, proudness.

"Hehe, clever girl..." he said, grinning, "Just know I'll be back, if you ever get out of line, maggot!"

With his final word always having to be maggot, he marched out the door and continued screaming down the hallway.

"Wow, did he just compliment me? Well, that's certainly a first." she muttered.

May forced herself to get out of bed, since there was no way she was getting back to sleep now. She sleepily walked over to the dresser and opened one to the drawers, only to realize that she had no spare clothes.

'Aw man...I forgot about that. Eugh, I feel nasty in these clothes. I've been wearing them for two days, making this the third, I guess. I really need a change of clothes and a shower.' she thought.

Luckily, she wouldn't have to shower in the locker room with most of the others. It seems the rooms intended for the support class, and the Engineer, were fitted with personal bathrooms. For the Medic and Engineer, May could see why that was so, but not for the Spy or Sniper. It wasn't like they had anything really special to do, but hey, she shouldn't complain that she got a private bathroom.

To, May, that shower was heaven. Never had a shower felt so good. Maybe it was because of the fact that she hadn't taken one for 4 days or because it allowed her to clear her mind.

As she stood there in the warm water, she began think how absurd this whole situation really was.

'OK, so I'm in the world of Team Fortress, which I'm not sure is even real. This could just be part of the game, who knows. Maybe everyone here is just super complicated programs, again I don't know. Hm...If this is just part of the game, does that mean that worlds of other games exist? Does that mean Pokemon exist?! Holy crap, that would be awesome!'

With the strayed thought of real Pokemon, May got out of the shower and put on the same clothes, reminding her of how dirty they were.

'Eww, I really need to find a washer and borrow some temporary clothes.'

Hair dried as much at it could be, May walked out of the room and head to the rec room in order to find some food. Walking down the hallway, she could smell the scent of delicious bacon, causing her stomach to growl even more. Entering the room, May notice that everyone was already in there having breakfast. The Engineer, who had been reading the paper, noticed May walk in and greeted her.

"Mornin' May." he said, taking a sip of his coffee.

His greeting cause the others, excluding Soldier and Pyro, to look her way and wave.

"Hey, guys. Good morning." she replied, waving back, "So, any breakfast left?"

"Of course."

The Engineer got up from his seat and headed over to the stove, which was full of battered pans that looked like they had been used to bash someones head in.

"I'm guessing you guys don't cook much, from the look of those frying pans." she said.

"Nah, but since we had a guest, we agreed that it was best to give her a proper meal. The Spy told me about your whole mess with the Heavy's steak." he said, chuckling.

"Hehe...yeah..." she replied, awkwardly.

The Engineer handed her a plate of bacon and eggs, that looked absolutely perfect in May's eyes. She licked her lips and took a seat at one of the tables with the Heavy, Medic and Sniper. Lifting the fork that held an entire piece of bacon, May bit into it and felt her taste buds melt. This was the single most delicious piece of bacon she had ever tasted.

"Oh my god this is really, really good. Who made this?"

"Yours, truly." the Engineer replied.

"I'm not kidding when I say that this is the best bacon that I have ever eaten." she said, shoving another mouthful of food into her mouth.

"Well, I'm famous back home for being able to turn any livin' creature into a delicious meal. I'm surprised I still have the skill to do so, to be honest. I haven't cooked in so long, not since we got here."

Swallowing, May asked, "I don't recall seeing any bacon and eggs in the fridge yesterday. Where did they come from?"

"I just drove down to town and picked up some groceries."

"There's a store that's open before 5 in the morning and sells fresh eggs and bacon?" she asked, confused.

"There's a daily farmers market that opens up at four. Guarantees its freshness." he replied.

Quickly shoveling down the rest of her food, May stared at the empty plate, wishing for more, but decided not to ask him to make anymore. She got up, placed her plate in the sink, then sat back down at her seat, with nothing more to do.

The Medic seemed to be explaining the Uber technology to the Heavy. His frustrated tone implied that this had not been the first time they had this conversation.

"For zhe hundredth time Herr Heavy, vhen an ubered medi gun connects vith zhe machine attached to your heart, it transforms all zhe blood in your system. Your blood becomes a protective shield and as a side effect, glows brightly. Do you understand now?"

"Nyet. If blood transforms, then why can it not stay transformed?" he asked in confusion.

"Zhe beam must be connected to it and zhe medi gun can only make an Uber last for a ten seconds, vith out draining its power, reverting zhe gauge back to zero."

"Makes sense, but how does blood become shield?"

"I have told you, zhat I do not know how, so bitte, stop asking." he replied, rubbing his forehead to try and appease his headache.

"But-"

"Nein! No more questions!" the Medic, yelled.

He couldn't take the questions anymore. The man was his friend, but he often acted like a child, which wasn't something the Medic could tolerate to much. His questions were always idiotic ones or ones that he was unable to answer. With his little tolerance to children, it was odd that he had no problem with May. In fact, he actually liked the girl.

The Heavy, surprised by his sudden outburst, got up and left without a word. He could take a hint that he was getting on the doctor's nerves, so he decided that it was best to leave him alone.

The Medic sat there, exasperated, with a killer headache. Hand on his forehead, he just looked at the table, until May spoke.

"Hey, you OK? That outburst was pretty out of place." she said.

Turning his head, he saw the girl who seemed to be concerned with his well being.

"I thought you guys were friends?" she asked.

"Ja, it's just zhat, Herr Heavy acts like a child sometimes and I do not tolerate children well. Zhey ask to many stupid questions."

"Well, I could be considered a child and I ask a lot of stupid questions." she said, confused.

"You, mein Fraulein, are an exception." he said, smiling at her.

Touched by this, May smiled back, glad that someone she likes, actually liked her back.

"So, how's the day going to go? Don't I need to train or something?" she asked.

"Ja, you need to choose a set of weapons to take into battle. Ve vill do zhat in a few minutes. I understand zhat you know vere zhe training field is?"

"Yeah, I mean you did see me there practicing with the Sniper."

"Ja. I vill get zhe Engineer to come vith us to help you choose vhich veapons you vant to use. Vhat ever you choose, zhe owner will teach you how to properly use zhem."

"Does this mean I don't have to use the same weapons, as say, the Scout?"

He nodded, "Since you do not have a contract here, stating which kinds of veapons you are to use, you are free to choose anything."

"Haha, yes! Hey, what about respawn? I really don't want to die. Plus, if I do, you'll probably just use my body to experiment on." she said, scared of what he could do.

"Nein, I only do zhat vith zhe enemy. I vill talk to Herr Engineer and see vhat he can do. Hopefully, he vill be able to link you to zhe system."

"I hope so..."

It was really in May's best interest NOT to die. While it wouldn't be such a horrible way to go, knowing her luck, it would probably be something embarrassing, like shooting herself.

"Ve should probably get going vith zhe day. I vill go talk to Herr Engineer. Ve vill meet you at zhe training field."

With that, the Medic got up and head towards the workshop. May sat there for a second, wondering what she should do to prepare.

"G'day."

"Augh!" May screamed, startled by the sudden voice.

She turned her head to see the Sniper sitting next to her, remembering that he had been there the whole time.

"God, you scared the crap out of me!" she said, holding her chest.

"I didn't mean to, Shelia. Sorry bout that." the Sniper said.

"I can be a bit jumpy, so remember that."

"Don't worry, I'll be sure to make my presence noticeable. Don't want to be loike Spook, who goes around popping up outta nowhere."

"Yeah, that can get a bit creepy sometimes."

"Did, someone mention me?" a voice said, coming from no one.

"Augh! God damn it Spy!" May yelled, startled again.

"Zhose are not words a lady should use." he said, uncloaking and sitting down in the seat in front of them.

"In my defense, I don't cuss much. I just have a habit of using damn sometimes."

"Well, zhat is a habit you should break." the Spy said, lighting a cigarette.

"You know, you really shouldn't smoke indoors." May nagged him.

"And you shouldn't swear." he said, grinning.

"Touche..."

"Alrioght Spook, what do you want." the Sniper asked, annoyed.

"I just wanted to see if I could be of assistance to Mademoiselle May." he said, releasing some smoke.

"Well, I was going to need to head down to the training field soon. Would you two like to come?"

"As much as I despise zhe bushman, I will accompany you."

"Same here."

"Great! Let's go then."

The three of them got up from the table and headed for the training field.

Walking along the seemingly endless desert, May started complaining of the scorching heat.

"It's so hot...I'm sweating like a pig. How on earth are you tolerating the heat in that suit, Spy?!"

"This is the weather everyday here." the Sniper said.

"It is not so bad. As long as I ignore zhe heat, I won't feel it."

"For you maybe. Your the master of the mind." the Sniper said, taking his hat off to fan himself.

"Wait, Sniper aren't you used to the heat? Didn't you live in the Outback?"

"I did, but I never said I loiked the heat."

"Zhat's sad for zhe, so called, Austrailian bushman."

"Can it Spook! Let's just keep walking. We can take a break in the weapons shed when we get there."

"That sounds like a good idea. You know what would be really nice right now? A nice cold pool. What I wouldn't give to be able to jump into some water right now." May said, fantasizing a pool appearing right in front of her.

"Well there is a pool back in Teufort, but were not allowed in there anymore." the Sniper confessed.

"What did you guys do?"

"Its a long story..." the Spy said.

"Well It was your fault!" the Sniper yelled.

"I'm sorry, but I was not aware of zhe rules!"

"Oh come on! You-"

"Non, we are not speaking of zhis now!"

"Ok then..." May said.

They continued to walk along the stretch of desert, finally being able to see the training field off in the distance. All May could think about was the heat, the blistering heat that was almost to much for her to handle.

"How does the Pyro not fry himself alive in that suit?" she asked, confused

"I am not sure. Admittedly I wouldn't be able to handle being in zhat suit when it's a hundred degrees out. I do not know how zhat zhing does not get 'eat stroke."

"Maybe there's a fan or something in there, but I really don't care at this point."

After a ten minute walk, that seemed to take twice as long, the trio finally arrived at the training field, where May ran inside to the shed.

"Oh thank god this thing is air conditioned!" she said, putting her back against the vent.

"According to the paper, it's suppose to be hotter tomorrow." the Sniper said, as he and the Spy walked in to feel the cool blast of air.

"Damn it..." she muttered.

"May, watch your language." the Spy said.

"Oh, shut up..."

Taken back a bit by her sudden retaliation, the Spy's eyes became wide for a split second before returning to normal.

"Howdy, May."

"Oh, hey guys. I didn't even see you there."

The Engineer and Medic had been standing near the rack of weapons, while May had run to the vent on the window on a wall adjacent to the racks.

"You ready to choose your weapons?" the Engineer asked.

"I think I have most of them picked out, but I still need to think. You said I don't really have a limit, right?"

"Ja, whatever you can carry vith you, you can use." the Medic confirmed.

"OK, I know a few I definitely want."

"Ja, but first, remember vhen I said zhat you vere going to be disguised?"

"Yeah, you never really told me h- using the disguise kit, isn't it." she said, slapping her hand against her head, "Stupid!"

"As you know though, normally if you attack while disguised, you lose the disguise, but seeing as how you aren't in need of really following any rules...I have tampered with one of the Spy's extra disguise kits." the Engineer said, pulling out a normal looking kit from his pocket.

The Spy's nostrils flared. No one was to ever touch his stuff.

"You messed with my gadgets, without my permission?!" he whined.

"Look, do you really want to have to explain why there was a dead girl out on the field to the Administrator?" the Engineer said.

May tensed up at the thought of her, lying dead in the middle of the battlefield. It certainly wasn't a pleasant image.

"Non, but it would have been a better idea if you asked me first. What did you do to it anyway?"

"I made it so, the disguise does not fade, unless the holder were to either loose the kit or manually deactivate the disguise."

"I'm impressed, laborer. Zhat is a nice modification. Too bad I am unable to use it." he said, shrugging.

"Well, it wasn't meant for you, it was meant for May." he said, handing the kit to her, "Go on, try it out."

May opened the kit and recalled how she had worked it before. Shuffling through the options, she thought about who she should disguise as this time. Choosing her selection, Red smoke instantly surrounded her and when it dissipated, May no longer stood there.

"Glad to see you didn't choose me again, Shelia." the Sniper said.

"But did you 'ave to choose moi?"

May had been turned into an exact duplicate of the RED Spy, with the exception of having more facial expressions than the real Spy did.

"I just wanted to mess with you." May said, looking at her new, temporary form, "Hey, shouldn't I be in blue clothing?"

"I also made it so that you disguised as one of us, and not of a BLU." the Engineer proudly said.

"Wait, wait, wait...didn't you say that you have never really seen what the BLU's look like, except for their clothing?" she asked, confused.

"Yes, well...Spy can you explain that?"

"Non, zhe disguise kit came as programmed. I am still not aware of what zhe BLU team looks like." he said, just as confused.

"Ok, that makes no sense whatsoever." May said, deciding not to think of the matter any further.

"Ma Cheri, It's quite disturbing 'earing your voice coming out of my body." the Spy said.

"Yeah, is there a way to disguise my voice? I mean I can sort of mimic your responses from the game, but only the accents and tone. I'm unable to actually change my voice.

"Zhere is an option to modify your voice, but I tend not to. I 'ave always mimicked my team mates perfectly, except on the off occasion I decide to make fun of them." he said, grinning at the Engineer.

"Can you activate it for me?" May said, still in the Spy's form.

"Of course, just hand me the disguise kit." the Spy said, extending his arm out.

May handed the kit to the Spy, causing the disguise to instantly vanish when the kit left her person. Checking herself over, May remembered something.

"Hey is there anyway I can get a change of clothes?" she asked, looking at her dirtied clothes.

"Vell you vould have to vear some of our clothes, which would be too big, but I zhink we can figure somezhing out." the Medic said.

"It is done." the Spy said, handing the kit back to May.

Just like before, May chose her disguise as a red smoke enveloped her. Standing in her place, once the smoke cleared, was a smirking man.

"Oh come on, why'd you have to choose me?! It's bloody creepy!"

"I bet it's even creepier when I talk exactly loike you, mate." she said, in a flawless impersonation.

"Yes! Will ya please stop? It's really bloody creepy!"

"Nah, I don't think so. You should take it as a compliment. I really loike your voice and accent. Its fun to screw around with." she said, staring Sniper to Sniper.

"Well, it seems as if everything is working correctly. Now you just need to act like whoever you disguise as." the Spy said, skeptical that she would be able to do so.

May looked down at the disguise kit and fiddled with it once more, this time turning into Spy.

"I do not zhink zhat would be a problem."

She pushed another button and changed into the Scout.

"Hey, chuckleheads, hurry up! I'm runnin circles around ya!" she shouted, running in place, using yet another impeccable impression.

Another press of a button, and she was the Soldier.

"Get down and do 50, Maggot!"

"Ok, ok we get it." the Sniper said.

Fwoosh!

"Oi! Don't tell me what to do! How do I know you're not that bloody Spook?!" she said, getting up in his face as part of the act.

"Seriously! Bloody creepy!" the Sniper shouted, staring into his own eyes through the yellow glasses.

His duplicate smirking, she messed with the kit and once again turned into the Spy. She walked over to the Spy, smirking.

"I zhink I 'ave proven my abilites, gentlemen." she said, addressing the men in the shed.

Finally, she lost the disguise and was back to her normal self, still grinning.

"Ok, that was too much fun." she said, laughing.

"I must say, your acting abilities are quite good." the Spy said.

"Nah, not really. I just know you guys to well."

"Regardless, zhat will come in handy later on. Just don't get carried away with it." the Spy warned.

"Fine, I won't." she said, a bit sad that she wasn't allowed to mess with anyone, especially the Sniper.

"Good to see that it works fine, now you just need to see what happens when you attack." the Engineer said.

May nodded and transformed again, but this time into the Medic.

"Ok, ok hold on. I have alvays vanted to do zhis." she said, in her own personality.

May lifted her arm up and grabbed the red glove, "It is time for your examination!" she pulled the glove down and let go, causing a slapping noise.

"Haha, zhat's was great. Flawless execution." May said, grinning evilly towards the Medic, causing a bit of a worried look to appear on his face.

"Uh, May, I zhink your getting a carried avay." he said.

"Oops, sorry about zhat. Vas just having some fun."

"Herr Sniper is right. It is disturbing having a conversation vith yourself." he said, staring at the duplicate.

"I told ya!" the Sniper yelled, his point been proven.

"OK May, here ya go. Now try attacking one of us." the Engineer said, handing her a bonesaw.

Trying to be in character, May smiled sadistically at the Sniper.

"I'm going to saw through your bones!" she yelled, lunging at him.

"Bloody hell!" he screamed, dodging the attack just in time.

"Come over here, I promise I vill heal you!" she yelled, attempting another attack, but missing as the Sniper dodged it yet again.

Blood thirst filled her eyes. She was no longer acting. May really wanted to harm the Sniper. Seeing his blood shed would please her. She lunged at him again, waiting for the bonesaw to make contact with his skin.

"May!"

The Medic's command snapped her back into reality.

Clank!

The bonesaw dropped to the ground. She froze, wide eyed and mouth open as she realized her intent. That wasn't acting anymore, she really wanted to murder the Sniper for pleasure. She was speechless, unable to think or speak clearly.

May felt a hand on her, no, the Medic's shoulder. She turned around and deactivated the disguise as she saw it was the real Medic who had brought her back. Still shocked by her actions, May managed to speak through her incoherent thoughts.

"I, uh...I guess that was Schadenfreude..." she muttered to him.

"Ja, it can be quite scary. Vhat I don't understand is vhy you underwent it." he said, curious as to what this girl was truly like.

"I, uh, I'm not entirely sure, but I've always thought I had a sadistic side..."

"How so?" he asked.

"When I was little, I used to enjoy catching little lizards and slowly killing and torturing them. I would finish by screwing a bolt through their brain...Even now I find joy in the misfortune of others...I guess I've always been like that, but it never showed until now, when I was given the opportunity to actually kill another person..."

"Ah, I zhink you should go apologize to Herr Sniper. He is a bit shaken up."

May looked around the room and saw the other men staring at her in disbelief. Even the Spy had allowed some emotion to seep through his hard exterior. The Sniper was up against the wall, staring at her in fear. He never knew that she could act like it and it scared him when he saw how serious she had been about murdering him. Being a man hardened by the outdoors, it was embaressing for him to be pinned up against the wall in fear of a 17 year old girl.

She walked over to him, guilty and disappointed with herself, and placed her hand on his shoulder. He flinched, thinking that she might do something awful to him.

"I'm so sorry about that ." she said, head hung down.

"Mr. Mundy? Now where did that come from." he asked, confused.

"Oh, sorry, its a bit of a habit. I normally refer to adults like that if I'm apologizing to them. Really though, I'm really sorry about what I just tried to do to you."

"Remember I told you Mr. Mundy was my father." he said, smiling slightly.

Though still feeling horrible, May smiled back, "Right the one who thinks your a crazed gunman."

"Oi! You don't have to bring that up!" he shouted.

A small laugh escaped her lips, giving the Sniper and idea of how to cheer her up.

"All my son does is going around shooting people down! He's a crazed gunman, not an assassin like he claims himself to be! He's bloody mad!" the Sniper said, in a deeper voice that was suppose to sound like his dad.

The Spy just rolled his eyes at the Sniper who was making a fool of himself, but May on the other hand was falling over laughing.

"Do more impersonations!" she yelled, laughing.

"Zhe Sniper is a repulsive bushman, who is in no way polite, as he calls himself. I on zhe ozher 'and act like an asshole of a gentlemen, to everyone around me." he said.

"Zhat was zhe worst french accent I 'ave ever 'eard!" the Spy shouted.

Now instead of being annoyed, he was mad. The Sniper had just insulted him. He didn't care if it was to cheer the girl up, all that mattered was that he hated him even more now.

The Sniper started to mimic, horribly, the Spy's laugh, snorting constantly. May was on the ground, curled up, laughing so hard that it hurt.

"Haha, OK please make him stop! This is really, haha, starting to hurt! Haha!"

"Gladly." the annoyed Spy said.

He walked over to the Sniper and punched him right in the jaw with enough force to push him to the ground. The Sniper immediately shut up, and was now mad.

"Oi! What was that for?!" he yelled, rubbing his jaw.

"Zhat, was for insulting me and your 'orrible French accent. Zhat was a mockery to me and my people." the Spy calmly stated, fixing his suit.

"I was trying to cheer the Sheila up!" the Sniper protested.

"Zhen do anyzhing except mimic me."

Though he wanted to punch that no good Spook back to France, he didn't really want to get into a fight. The last time he and the Spy had gotten into a fight, he ended up with a knife in his back. Being back stabbed in battle was already his least favorite way to die, but having their own Spy do it was just insulting. Instead, he just ignored the Spy and bent down to help May back up.

"Ok, that was just priceless. Thanks Sniper, I really needed that." May said, giving him a hug.

The Sniper flinched at the sudden hug, but quickly hugged the girl back.

"No worries, Shelia." he said, as a smile spread across his face.

"Ahem, I zhink we should get on with zhe day." the annoyed Spy interrupted.

"You know Spy? Your such a kill joy." May said, smiling at the Spy.

"It is what I do." he replied.

"Now, are we done with this whole fiasco?" the Engineer said.

"Ja, I zhink ve should continue on. It seems as zhough zhe disguise kit works properly." the Medic said.

"Yup, works perfectly." she said.

"May, you need to choose what weapons you want to use." the Engineer reminded her.

"Right, OK let me see..."

May looked at the rack of weapons. There were so many to choose from. So many different varieties that it would take her a while to make her decision. This was definitely going to be harder than she thought.

The whole time May screws around with the disguise kit had to be my favorite moment in the story. I was literally bursting out laughing while writing it, because I could just picture that scene. Seriously though, having a disguise kit would be a blast, even if it only had the TF2 characters loaded into it. You could still go around screwing with people's minds.

Fun Fact:

May does have to ability to disguise as both RED and BLU members, but didn't realize it at first.