Now it was back to the usual routine of protecting the second point. Though, compared to the other times, I had a feeling we were going to have some real trouble defending this time around.
The BLUs had already set up a nest nearby, preventing many of us from going further in without getting blasted away by their sentry. While Soldier and Demoman threw some shots at it, the Sentry held strong, surviving with just a bit of health left every time as the BLU Engineer quickly repaired it back with one or two swings from his wrench. At most, we had to wait for Spy to get rid of it, but the dude seemed to be having trouble even getting close to the dang thing.
Times like this sucked. I could not do shit but take potshots from a far and hope that a stray bullet killed someone fleeing away. I grumbled to myself, sitting next to the dispenser Engineer had set up in the usual tricky corner. Pyro was around as well, spraying fire about, keeping any unwanted snakes away from harming hardhat's machines.
"See that BLU Spah yet, boy?" Engineer suddenly asks over as he finishes the repairs on his Sentry. I thought he was talking to Pyro at first before I look over, finding him staring at me. I did ask to help with the checking, mostly because I had nothing else to do. Though, I was mostly just sitting here, lost in my own thoughts and watching Pyro circle back and forth all over the area. "You weren't even checkin', were yah?" I wanted to retort an excuse back, but I honestly had nothing to defend myself with. "Can't really help on the Spah checkin' if yah ain't checkin' now."
Annoyed, I get onto my feet and scuffed over, "I only asked to help because I can't do anythin' else." There I go acting like an asshole again. Pyro comes over, noticing my shouting as he muffles something at Engineer. Engineer grins, holding his hand near his mouth and coughing up a laugh. The guy acts like muffles just remarked something funny at me. "What, what did he say?!" The two just do a couple more laughs at me, making my face fume up a little in anger.
"Hey, Pyro's got all the Spah checkin' handled." Engineer tells me, coming over and patting a hand on my shoulder. "Why don't yah keep an eye out for Stretch so the Spook doesn't go for him." I finally settle down, realizing something I stupidly forgotten. I know Sniper can take care of himself, but hell if I wanted that damn creep getting near him and touching him again or whatever. And I still feel kind of bad for being a bad bodyguard from before.
"Shit, your right!" Without wasting another second, I hop over to the stairs, giving a thumb over to Engineer for the reminder as I head off to where Sniper hid.
I ran down the hallway, and around the corner, finally reaching Sniper. Instead of being on his stomach for once, he was standing against the walling, his gun held tightly to his waist.
With a slight pant, I come over and greet, "Yo, Snipes–"
He held an arm out, stopping me in place before returning his hand to the trigger. With a firm hold, he muttered a word and swung himself around the corner. A bullet swiftly passes by him, winding his hat off from the speed. With a harsh click to his rifle, Sniper fires back.
A moment a pause and Sniper starts to snicker under his breath, "Bullseye."
"Yeah, yeah, tryin' to act all impressive durin' the most important match will ever have." I remarked over, walking to where his hat fell and picked it up, flipping it in my hands.
"Bugger's been givin' me trouble all day." I do another flip to his hat before holding it out to him. He takes it and places it back on his head again before giving me a tip over with it. "Thanks, mate. Hey, what'cha even doin' up here?" It was a little embarrassing to tell him the truth, so I made a believable enough excuse.
With a shrug over, I place my hands in my pockets and tell him, "Not like I got much else to do."
"No offense, but havin' yah around is a little bit distractin'." He complained, seeming a little frustrated. He must be really having a hard time with the BLU Sniper if he is all huffy with me now.
Realizing anymore of my lies would not work, I just straight up tell him the truth, "Look, someone's gotta watch out for your back. And I won't get fooled by that damn BLU creep like last time either."
"Ah, so that's yer reason now." He muttered, looking out through the hole, only half-paying attention to me now.
"Shit, I was just tryin' to look out–"
"It's fine, don't worry about it."
"Hey, hey, no more 'don't worry about it' bullshit. That is how we got in this mess to begin with." He looks back at me, somewhat surprise before frowning a little. His eyes wonder off as he thought to himself for a moment. Finally, with a soft wheeze to his nose, he looks back at me, smiling.
"Appreciate it." With that, he looks back through the holing again. I suppose that meant he was fine with me staying. I think.
"Ye-Yeah, whatever." I stammer like a fool, getting those stupid warm fuzzy feelings again.
Sniper suddenly takes a step back.
Before I even had a chance to ask what was up, he shouts over, "Get down!" before jumping at me, throwing us both towards the floor.
A rocket blasts behind, causing the chucks of walling to land on top of us. Most of the debris landed on Sniper though as his body covered mine. We cough, waving away the smoke and dust that circled around us.
Sniper coughs out a few more times as he then asks over, "Yah a'right?" While not the greatest time to be thinking about it, the position we were in was awfully familiar– minus the hurtful ball busting part.
"Yeah, uh, super!" I fumble my words a bit, and I think Sniper took notice. Quickly, we stagger back up to our feet, fixing our clothes straight and returning to form, ignoring the slight awkwardness of the familiar scene.
Sniper then hurried his back against the walling again. He peeks out before hiding, clicking his tongue in annoyance.
"Their Soldier's aimin' for me."
"Well go shoot him!" Sniper just gives me a look of annoyance. I mean, it was his job to pop heads from afar, just saying.
Steadily, Sniper aimed, looking ready to shoot before suddenly unscoping.
"What is that fool doin'?" He mumbled to himself.
Hurrying over towards Sniper, I take a peek out as well as I watched the BLU Soldier start charging from the safety of the BLU's nest and deeper into our territory. If the guy continued this way, the Sentry was going to blast him across the map. Perhaps that is the dude's plan as he quickly turns around, rocket jumping over towards the second point. The Sentry goes off, firing at the guy. However, the force of the bullets pushed the Soldier back in such a way he landed on the roof, now hidden on top and away from the Sentry's line of sight.
Sniper again brought his rifle to his face, taking aim. A wooden top was blocking his way however, so all he could do now was wait for the BLU's next move. Sniper could probably wait there forever for the guy, but I was the opposite. Actually, this was a great opportunity to do something for once.
I wave a hand over at his scope, surprising him as he fumbled the hold of his gun. He snarled out a noise and yells over, "Don't bloody do that! Almost blew yer hand clean off!" I just ignored his complaints for the most part.
Showing my Scattergun at him, I tell the dude, "Hey, I'll get him to move, Snipes!"
"Scout, hold on!" Sniper tried to grab my arm but I slipped away from his reach.
"I'll be fine. Besides, their Sentry can't get me if I just hug the wallin' a little!" I call out one last time as I dig my feet into the ground before running forward, jumping over to the small corner behind the second point. Doing a quick peek out, I give another look over to Sniper, giving him a thumb over to myself before heading up the stairs leading towards the rooftop.
Reaching the top, I see the BLU Soldier watching outward from the plank of wood protecting his head and body. He held firm on his rocket launcher, looking ready to jump to where Sniper was.
"Hey, pal! You don't seem the type to cower away from fear." I show myself at him, surprising the dude as he glared over with a deep frown.
He yells back with a finger in the air, "I eat fear for breakfast, and without any milk!" I thought he was joking, but the dude sounded completely serious.
I do not even get a chance for my own say back as someone suddenly roars out, "Well I eat my cereal without a spoon!" Our Soldier appears from out of nowhere, landing beside me with a loud thud.
"I don't even use a bowl!"
Oh god, not again.
"I eat it before its put in the package!"
"I eat the corn that it's made of!"
Again, I have no fucking clue who is even talking anymore.
"Enough blabbering! You made a grave mistake going in this deep." Thankfully, our Soldier ended the meaningless gabber as he aimed his rocket, readying the fire.
The BLU only takes a single step back before turning around, finally rocket jumping over to where Sniper hid. Sniper snaps the trigger and fires. But he sadly missed his shot, only nicking a tear through the guy's shoulder. The Soldier than pulled out his melee as he continued to fly forward. Sniper was slow on his reload as he tried to fumble out his SMG. It was too late though as the BLU crashes into him with a loud clank and crunch.
"Sniper!" I yell, seeing his gun clatter on the ground and his body toppling down in a puddle of blood.
Our Soldier followed suit as he rocketed over towards his rival. Quickly, I follow as well as I dug my shoe in the wooden planking and started running over towards the ledge, jumping as high as I can and praying that the Sentry afar did not target me. Luckily, the sentry was too far away to notice me as I barely make it to the other side, hanging desperately on the edge as I try pulling myself up. While I was able to get both of my arms on the ledge, I lacked much upper arm strength to get the rest of my body up as well.
Sniper had already hit the bucket as his body laid there, unmoving and bleeding next to what seem to be a pickaxe of sorts. I then notice Soldier– our Soldier– Ramming the BLU against the wall. They both looked bloody and bruised, like they had just finished wrapping up a brawl. Only Heavies' tended to go fist-a-cuffs, so it was a rare sight to see another class do the same.
"Going in all alone just to get one kill? Has your brain malfunctioned?!" Even when it was the enemy, Soldier could not help but berate the actions of his foe. The BLU just laughed, not seeming to care all that much. Our Soldier did a rough shove upward into the guy. "Do not laugh at me!"
"I will laugh! Because I've finished doing my part." The BLU held a grenade in front of Soldier as he swiftly nicked the top with his teeth. With a stiff collar grab to our Soldier, he tells him, "We're going to hell together."
Soldier looks back at me before pulling the BLU off the wall and throwing himself and the dude a few feet away. The moment they land on the hard ground, the two explode in a fiery blast as chucks of dirt and cement fly my way. I lose some of my grip on the edge, but not so much that I fell. With a harsh growl and pant, I use all the strength I could muster and finally pull my body over the ledge.
"Nhr! Soldier!" I cough out, letting my eyes adjust pass the smoke and dust. Nothing was left but broken cement and ash. Even Sniper was caught in the cross fire as a steam of smoke charred where his body last lay. It was unnerving seeing, but it was not the time to freak over the norm.
"Uber!"
Especially now.
I hurry to the other side of the wall, watching as our Demoman hurried back into cover and behind the Sentry as the BLU pair rounds the corner, sparkling bright blue. As usual, their Heavy was the one Ubered and he was spraying and praying like no other. Pyro and Engineer hid behind the cover of the Sentry as the giant gun desperately fired back at the pair.
"Charge me!" Our heavy cried, firing desperately at the pair and protecting the Sentry from any of their shots. The two glow a tint of RED as they forward closer towards the BLUs, threating them to back off. The two BLUs were being persistent as they held their ground, continuing to fire back. Even the threat of our Demoman's stickies' did not push them back. Luckily, they could not land any shots on the Sentry as Heavy used his big fat body to protect the gun from any incoming bullets. However, it seemed like the BLU Demoman was covering that issue by throwing out some stickies' over the fence as they landed all around the giant death machine. Pyro was close by, so he blew the stickies' away from everyone as Engineer went to whacking away at his Sentry, keeping it as healthy and full as it could be.
This push seemed like it would be a failure, but there was a little problem none of us even bothered to notice. The BLU Scout had managed to use the Ubers as cover as he slips by, throwing a clever over to Pyro as it struck the man's side. Pyro cried in pain before grabbing the clever and throwing it at the ground in anger.
"Can't catch me, chucklehead!" The Scout taunted as he ran further into our base. Pyro cried out again as he easily fell for the taunt and chased after the Scout.
"Pyro, hold on!" Engineered panicked, switching to his shotgun as he tried to shoot down at the stickies' being fired. Our Demoman takes notice and stops setting stickies' around the BLU pair and started firing stickies' on the opposite side of the fence, hoping it would scare the man back. The BLU did not run as he continued firing his own barrage of stickies' at the Sentry. The BLU Pyro saw the man in danger as he hurried over to his teammate, trying desperately to push away the stickies' surrounding him. Now, each side was covered in the small explosive balls, readying to be triggered at any moment. Engineer steps back, knowing it was too late to save his precious machine.
He cries, "Demo, fall back son!" However, it was too late and the two demolition men simultaneously blew the other up as well as the pyromaniac. Debris of machine and body parts flies into Engineer, hitting splatters of oil and blood on his clothes. Swearing to himself, he looks over his body before looking at the destroyed Sentry. He shouts, "Sentry down–!" until he gasps out and falls to his knees. Soon he fell towards the ground, blood spilling from his backside. The BLU Spy swipes his knife of the blood as our eyes met each other.
The Spy then looks over to our Medic, who was blinking away, issuing that his Uber was almost over. With a smirk, he glances back at me for only a moment before disguising– the asshole is disguising as me, what a dick– and rushes over towards the pair.
I jumped down, bringing my scattergun out as I shoot over at the impostor. A few bullets hit his backside, but he was still standing. The BLU snarls, pulling the mask back and swiftly aiming his gun at me. The gun looked fancier than usual, and even had a shiny tint of silver. He shot only once as it hit against my head.
My vision was blurred as the bullet hit me straight in the eye. My hold of my gun escapes me as I fall towards the ground. While I was hit in the head, I was still somewhat alive, if barely. I cough as I feel the blood slip down my face and taste it coming out from my mouth.
"Merde." The Spy swore, putting the disguise back on before continuing on over to the pair.
"Medic!" I wail out, a gush of blood bubbling from my mouth.
Medic turned around, believing that the one coming towards him was me for a moment before finding the real me lying on the ground, bleeding from my freaking eye socket. He seemed hesitant on what to do as he ran his back into Heavy's, still tightly holding his Medigun in hand, unsure to switch out for his other weapons. The big guy takes notice and looks back, watching the fake me coming towards them, pistol in hand. He then suddenly pushes the Doc, making him fall forward. He then turns around, gun still firing in hand as he sprayed a barrage of bullets right into the disguised fiend. Medic held his hands over his head as he ducked down, trying not to get hit by any stray bullets. The Spy fell with a cry, his disguise staticking out as blood seeped out on every part of his body.
Heavy then screamed as a barrage of bullets started piercing his back side. The Medic scuttled backwards and stared, probably horrified for the first time in his life as he watched the man be rattled head to toe in bullets. Even when Heavy lost a hold of his weapon and looked ready to fall, he stood proudly on his knees, making sure Medic was unharmed from the incoming damage.
"Go! Doktor!" He screams in agony, still taking in the bullets.
Medic finally hurried up, grabbing his Medigun again as he hurried over towards me.
"Let us go!" He grabs my arm, helping me onto his shoulder as we scrambled back inside the base.
Medic blasts his beam on me as I sat against the walling, waiting to get fully healed again. Out of everyone, only the Doc, Pyro and I were able to survive the squabble. Pyro held his hands on his hips while shaking his head, disappointed with himself as Medic swore something in German, sounding deeply upset to see how low we had fallen.
I blink a few times, finally being able to see again as I thank the Doc over. He only slightly nodded his head, still lost in his own thoughts as he just stared at the ground. Usually, the Doc's the one who comfort and cares for us– or at least tries to anyway. Now, he seems like he needed some in return. And, uh, I was probably the last dude to give it to him.
I attempted to help his worries and tell him, "Hey, err, there wasn't much you could do. It's our job to protect ya, and it was my own damn fault for blowin' it back there."
Surprisingly, it worked as Medic picked his head up again and replies, "Zhat was not my greatest moment." He takes a finger to the edges of his glasses and pushes them back up his face.
Pyro sadly muffled over to us, and I had no clue what the hell he even said. The guy had to be putting himself down as well though.
"Hey, hey, not your fault either, muffles. It is our job to be annoy little shits after all. Just wish I was there to see him burn a nice crispy brown." With another tired muffle, Pyro nods over and I think he even gave me a thank you as well. It feels both weird and good being the moral support for once.
Sniper finally respawned as he hurried into the hallway, noticing the three of us huddled together, all tired looking. He sighs heavily, stopping where he was before slowly walking towards us.
"This all of us?" He asks.
Medic nods and sighs out, "Sadly."
Soldier was next as he stomped out into the hall, rocket launcher tightly on his shoulder. He snarls out, marching straight up to us.
"Damn it! What's the damage?!"
"Terrible." A voice suddenly coughed out behind us as a static of smoke revealed Spy near the entrance, all burnt and bruised and looking ready to pass out.
Sniper hurries over towards the dude and asks, "Spy, yer still alive?" As he finally made it in the hallway, he laid his back against the walling before sliding down it and sitting himself.
"Nh… If you can count this as alive." Medic turned his Medigun on Spy as the traces of blood and bruises soon vanished.
"Merci, Doctor."
ALERT! THE CONTROL POINT IS BEING CAPTURED!
The announcer shrieks out, notifying us the obvious.
"Let's just go back in there and–!" I get to my feet, melee in hand as I hurry over towards the door. Spy then hurried to his feet as well, grabbing me by the back of my shirt and pulling me back inside. Before I had the chance to complain, a barrage of rockets explode loudly pass us, breaking off some of the debris on the walling behind.
Looks like the BLU Engineer had already placed his Sentry in front of our base.
"Uhm… Sentry ahead." I point over, chuckling nervously. Spy just huffs, extremely annoyed.
"It vill take some time for my charge again." Medic exclaims, not even a quarter way of being charged up. We all look at each other before stopping at Soldier, wondering what to do now.
The guy grumbled, thinking for a moment before finally ordering over, "Fall back and regroup."
"What? You just goin' to let them take it because they have a stupid sentry at our front door?!" I get up close to the guy as he puffed his chest out, overshadowing me with a snarl and glare.
"I said FALL BACK." None of us say another word to him as Pyro, Spy and Medic follow behind Soldier back to respawn. Only Sniper and I were left as I just continued to stand there, all freaking upset and angry.
"Come on, we did are best." Sniper comes over, giving me a pat to my shoulder before thumbing back for me to follow.
"Freakin' lame." I mutter to myself as the two of us finally leave the hallway.
And thus, the second point was taken away.