The Factory

Center of Operations

At the very center of the Factory stood four tall buildings, each the same bland grey as all others, overlooking a massive pump, built to extract oil for the robotic denizens, towering high above the Freaks below. Or Freaks that would be there, if the streets weren't completely empty to avoid conflict with the menacing Doppelganger. At the moment, the huge pump only had one entity to keep it company, and he was frozen in a block of ice. Stuck in a pose of shock within a seven foot tall block of ice rested a rather unusual Vagineer. Like most of its race, it bore the trademark repulsive face and shared Engineer DNA, but this unique monster had other slight alterations. A large chest cavity revealed most of his innards, a robotic clamp covering the dome of his head, a mechanical prosthetic grasper stained with blood placed his right hand, a sentry ocular replacement broke through his goggles, and his skin was an almost sickly green. The monstrous Necroborg Vagineer, formerly known as the Mastermind, was one of the few Freaks to die permanently and be revived by his true leader, the Original Vagineer, and was a ruthless menace to the various Freaks across the Facilities. That is, until he crossed Schadenfreude and was frozen solid by Cryo. And now, he was left to his thoughts as he hoped to thaw out.

"Sdnoces txen eht ni ereh atto em teg t'nseod ydobemos fi, raews hA," Necroborg thought to himself. "Niaga flesym gnillik dna eci siht gnirettahs etalpmetnoc annog m'hA." Alas, thanks to his immobile state, the dread Necroborg could do nothing. His hopes perked up, however, when the sound of footsteps resonated throughout the area. If he weren't frozen in stasis, he would have cheered. Much to his dismay, the one who happened to emerge was his sworn enemy, Soldine, followed by Scombine, Pyrogun, Magic Mann, Major Scout Guy, Medizard, and, oddly, Christian Brutal Sniper. The Freak posse fanned out throughout the area, weapons at the ready and poised to strike. Were he not crystalized, Necroborg would have raised an eyebrow. "YrotcaF eht ta ereh gniog skaeF tobor-non era lliH maS ni tahW?"

"Area secure." Soldine droned, backing up towards the ice block with his Black Box arm raised. "The Target is not in the perimeter."

"Good," Major Scout Guy said, hoisting his scattergun. "Then we beat Doppelganger to the punch." Thankfully, since his single covered eye wasn't frost covered, it widened in surprise.

"Esool s'regnagelppoD?" Necroborg thought in shock. "LleH wa! Tnemniatnoc ekrob skearF rehto esoht lla retfa esool nekorb ev'tsum eh! Em denolc ohw cihcysp a dna caimanoyorc a yb nezorf saw hA, ON tub, that fo trap neeb ev'dluow hA!" Much to his chagrin, Magic Mann hovered up to the ice cube and began tapping on the glass with a snarky look on his face.

"Not so tough now, are ya?" Magic Mann goaded. He could faintly hear the sound of Necroborg growling at him, but decided to let it slide, seeing as the cyborg Vagineer couldn't do anything to him.

"Leave him alone, Magic Mann." Christian Brutal Sniper chided, sitting at a bench bow legged, clutching a pair of fire axes and a sledgehammer. With a loud grunt, the black clothed Sniper forced the weapons together, a dark energy flowing through them. In an instant, the three weapons were fused together into a brutal instrument of slashing and smashing. "Now ain't that a beaut?" Rolling his eyes, Major turned towards Pyrogun, the robot scanning the area with a satellite sticking out of his hand.

"Any sign of that white suited bastard yet?" Major asked, placing a hand on the red suited robot's shoulder.

"Nah, that's a negative." Pyrogun nasily remarked. "Soldine's radar ain't pickin' up anything, neither." Frowning, Major glanced at Medizard, the icy wizard resting in a meditative pose with snowflakes drifting around him.

"Sense anything, Medizard?" Major called out.

"I can sense a faint chill in ze area." Medizard replied, eyes shut. "It comes closer, und I can also feel zomezing else... A burning fury..."

"'Burning fury'?" Magic Mann repeated. "Is there a fire-Freak here, too?"

"Negative." Soldine responded, prepping his gun. "Our enemy draws near." Everyone immediately took up battle stances, weapons and spells at the ready, waiting for Doppelganger to attack. They waited with nothing but the sound of the pump to keep them company, the echo of the Factory's machinery responding to their every breath. After a while, Magic Mann felt it was time to drop his guard.

"Maybe he ain't here?" He asked. His response came from above in the form of a gout of flame and an icy wind, leaving the wizard Freak with a combination of the world's worst sunburn and a nasty frostbite. As Magic Mann ran off, screaming as he tried to recover, the Freak posse turned to the rooftop, and saw the copycat menace standing atop a street light, a wicked grin on his face.

"Sorry to pop in unannounced!" Doppelganger sneered, raising his hands. In a matter of seconds, all manner of weapons was aimed for the white-suited Spy Freak, all set to kill.

"Doppelganger, you surrender here and now," Major Scout Guy shouted, loading a sticky slug into his gun. "And maybe the Administrator won't have you decommissioned and reduced to base DNA." Doppelganger paused for a moment, bringing a gloved hand to his chin, contemplating in thought.

"Hmm... Go back to a tiny cell, kept far underground until I go even more insane," Doppelganger said. "Or slaughter you all and take your powers, then tear Mann Co. apart?" His grin turned malicious as he cupped both of his hands in the form of a horn, bringing them close to his mouth. "Option B it is!" Taking a deep breath, Doppelganger channeled his powers, and blew, releasing a combined blast of fire and ice, combining the roars of a dragon and a fierce blizzard. The Freak posse dived out of the way, narrowly avoiding the blast, most of the attack hitting Necroborg's frozen prison. Soldine quickly rose to his feet, aiming his rocket launcher and firing a barrage of rockets. Doppelganger blasted ice out of his hand, freezing the rockets midair and sending them tumbling to the ground. Leaping to the ground Doppelganger moved to the offensive, creating a triad of icicles and sending them flying towards Soldine. The icicles were blocked by a wall of ice summoned by Medizard, the latter forcing the wall towards Doppelganger in an attempt to corner him. The wall melted with a fireball from Doppelganger, the Copycat Freak diving away from the gunfire of Pyrogun. Annoyed at the robotic Freak's intervention, Doppelganger formed a snowball and tossed it at the Sentry Hyrbid, covering his eyes and blinding him.

"Hey! I can't see anything!" Pyrogun cried out, arm on his machine gun arm. "Better open fire!"

*click* *click* *click* *click* *click*

"Dang." Before Pyrogun could find his ammunition, he was knocked to the ground by the still frozen/burning Magic Mann. Doppelganger laughed as a frozen gauntlet formed over his arm, swinging wildly at Major Scout Guy in an attempt to crush him. Major shot Doppelganger at point blank range with a shock round, zapping the copycat and allowing him to be peppered with bullets from Soldine.

"Nice shot!" Major praised Soldine. Doppelganger tried to lift himself up, but a large weight bore down on his back. He glanced up, seeing Christian Brutal bearing over him with his weapon combo pressed against his back, a wicked smirk on his face.

"I'm gonna enjoy carving you." Christian Brutal sneered wickedly, raising a machete above his head. Before the blow could come, Doppelganger quickly snatched the cigarette from his mouth and pressed the hot end into the murderous Australian's ankle. Yelping in pain, Christian Brutal lifted his weapon slightly, releasing Doppelganger and allowing him to grasp both hands on his face. Christian Brutal shouted loudly, muffled by Doppelganger's gloves, as he felt something drain from his being. Reacting violently, Christian Brutal pulled out a butcher's knife and slashed Doppelganger across the stomach, cutting his suit and leaving a small stain of blood. Releasing his grip and stumbling backwards, Doppelganger clutched at the wound, blood staining his suit, and glaring at Christian Brutal with bloodthirsty eyes.

"You got blood on my-." Doppelganger sneered.

"Aw, did I get BLOOD on your suit?!" Christian Brutal snarled, brandishing a bloodied shield and wielding a large broadsword. As the murderous butcher cackled, Doppelganger frowned, reaching behind his back. With Major's keen eye, he noticed the hilt of an unknown weapon appear in Doppelganger's glove. Then, he realized.

"He copied Christian Brutal!" Cried Major. "He can summon wea-!" His shouting was cut short, however, when a large Powerjack slammed into Major's head, crushing his head into a pulp. Everyone snapped to attention, seeing Doppelganger now holding a burning chainsaw in one hand and a frozen pickaxe in the other, smiling like a lunatic.

"Let's dance." Doppelganger growled in a deep voice. Just as he dove in for a lunge, the sound of tires screeching broke his concentration. Looking to address the interrupting sound, Doppelganger turned about face and was greeted to a pair of bright headlights. A black Sedan appeared out from one of the side streets and rammed the white-suited Spy in the chest, sending him smack into the hood of the car, knocking the wind out of him. Everyone stood jaws dropped (aside from Necroborg, for obvious reasons), as the Copycat Freak slumped to the ground. From the passenger's side, a black-suited Heavy Freak wearing a black balaclava exited the car, and examined their casualty.

"Spy!" He called out. "You hit someone!" The driver stuck his head out the window, glancing at the unconscious form of Doppelganger.

"Merde, he put a dent in my car." Ninja Spy muttered. He glanced over to the pump, frowning at the audience that had appeared. "Well, it seems we have an audience." It was Major Scout Guy who was the first to react, fumbling with his gun.

"Ninja Spy and Ninja Heavy!" He exclaimed. "The Hell are you two crooks doing here?" The two Ninja crooks stepped away from the car, arms raised in the air (well, in Ninja Spy's case, Ninja Heavy just gazed at Necroborg's frozen container).

"Just conducting some business, gentlemen." Ninja Spy smirked, reaching into his pocket for his lighter. "In fact, we were just about to leave for Insanity, USA, before we..." Doppelganger moaned, clutching his stomach. "Ran into your friend here. Consider it lucky we arrived just in time."

"What kind of business?" Pyrogun asked, wiping the last of the snow from his eyes. "Last time you two had business with someone, you nearly killed that Demoman and Velociraptor and drove off a cliff." Scombine silently nodded, readying his gun. "Come to think of it, how did you guys survive a drop like that? That happened before you two were officially upgraded from Clones to Freaks."

"And Clones don't get to Respawn," Ninja Spy said, lighting his cigarette. "I've heard this all before, robot." Taking a puff of his cigarette, Ninja Spy whistled to his bumbling companion, who walked over with a slightly nervous look on his face.

"Umm... Spy," Ninja Heavy said, tapping his boss on the shoulder. "I was looking at Zombie Vagineer's ice block, and saw that..."

"Shut up, Heavy," Ninja Spy abruptly said. "Anyway, my business is my own. Now, unless you wish for me to stall yourselves in detaining the copycat, my associate must be on our way."

"But Spy!" Ninja Heavy protested, glancing at the suspiciously smaller ice block. "The ice block!"

"Heavy, I said shut up." Ninja Spy snarled, grabbing his pupil by his tie. "We're late enough as it is." He tossed the larger Russian into the car, staring daggers at him. "Now, let's get out of here before that white menace wakes up." Just as Ninja Spy reached the driver's door, a loud, resounding crack echoed across the area. Everyone's eyes immediately turned towards Necroborg's frozen capsule, which now sported a massive crack, and suspiciously had a slowly forming puddle of water around the basin.

"The block is melting." Ninja Heavy deadpanned. Without so much as another word, Ninja Spy hopped into the driver's seat, started the car, and once again slammed into Doppelganger, landing him on the hood of the car. Another crack formed on the ice block, and just as the black car drove off, Necroborg finally broke free with a resounding howl. Soldine turned towards his dread foe, then at the direction the Ninja Freaks drove off in, and finally towards Major.

"Pursue the target by any means!" Soldine shouted. "This unit will destroy the secondary target." Nodding in confirmation, Major Scout Guy, followed by Medizard and Magic Mann, sprinted down the Factory halls. Soldine, flanked by Scombine and Pyrogun, Christian Brutal standing in the rear, took up battle poses as the dread Necroborg Vagineer stood atop his former prison, cackling maliciously.

"Hcterts doog a esu dluoc hA, taerg." Cackled Necroborg, slamming his fists together. "Trapa ecalp siht raet ll'hA neht." Soldine glanced to his allies, and took on a courageous smirk himself.

"Showtime."

Freak-Lopedia

Necroborg Vagineer (Formerly The Mastermind)

Necroborg (Formerly the Mastermind) is a BLU Vagineer Cyborg, created by YouTuber SarisKhan. Once a regular BLU Engineer, part of a team of incompetent BLUs, he was converted by the Original Vagineer into one of the Vagi species, and slaughtered his old team (who would eventually become subordinates Team ZOM and RoboSol). Amidst his initial rampage, he even brutally injured the RED Soldier who would eventually become Soldine, and continued to serve under his master as the Mastermind Vagineer. In an attempt to take chemicals to create an army of the dead to take over the world, he was thwarted my Soldine, Orangeman, and Madic, and was blown to pieces. The Original Vagineer managed to save him, implanting him with various cybernetics and making him into the Necroborg, while Dr. Schadenfreude stole one of his hands and created a clone known as the Destroyer. He continues to lead Team ZOM and cause mass destruction amongst the Facilities. As a Vagineer, Necroborg possesses all the natural abilities of his species, most augmented by his cybernetics, and has several unique abilities, including a hypersonic scream. Post transformation into an undead cyborg, Necroborg lost his ability to regenerate lost limbs, but acquired a super-powered energy beam known as the Vagi-Beam, which decimates all in its path. However, his cybernetics leave him vulnerable to electric attacks and EMP charges, and often his rage blinds him from focusing on the battle properly.

Ninja Heavy

Ninja Heavy is a BLK Heavy Freak, created by YouTuber Dr. Face. Once a normal BLU Heavy, Ninja Heavy was attacked by evil BLU Soldiers, but was miraculously saved by Ninja Spy (during his heroic period), and was awe-inspired by the deadly Spy. Before leaving, the Heavy turned to Ninja Spy and asked him "Teach me to be a hero." Touched by his words, Ninja Spy took the RED Heavy under his wing, and began teaching him to become Ninja Heavy. While a majority of his tests were passed with flying colors, others... not so much. When Ninja Spy turned to become more of a gangster, Ninja Heavy happily complied, following where his teacher went. In comparison to Ninja Spy, Ninja Heavy is almost like a bumbling prodigy to the suave gangster. He possesses a pair of Bushwaka Machette's for combat (which he has yet to realize the blades go through the belt loops, not the entire pant leg) and has proficiency with numerous guns. He, however, is prone to distractions and is not entirely intelligent. More often than not, he is openly berated by Ninja Spy, and occasionally plays a sad violin whenever he gets smacked around.