A/N: After writing this...I banged my head against the wall. I realized that I made a really stupid mistake, that i can't really fix now, as it would take some rewriting. The BLU's attack the RED's, not the other way around...well guess it's the other way around here!
Not quite content with this chapter...writing isn't the best and there's almost no good transition the way I see it. I could have done better...
Sorry for the horrible "fight" scene ahead (if you can even call it that). Might have a bit of trouble imagining where exactly she is on the map, cause I couldn't think of a great way to describe specific locations.
Keep in mind (though it is mentioned) May is disguised as the Medic this entire time, which will explain the accent. Also the hat and coat transfer to the disguise, since they are Medic items (don't ask how that works, it just does).
Chapter 29: Battle at Dustbowl Part 1
All that nervousness and fear disappeared at the sight of a BLU Soldier's head on fire. No, wait…It wasn't on fire, the hat was.
The flaming hat wasn't the only thing out of place. Above the seemingly infinitely flaming hat, there seemed to be something else above it.
Eyes squinted, May struggled to clearly see what it was. Constant weapon fire and movement made it difficult to tell what it was exactly, but it seemed to be words.
Making out the word above the BLU Heavy, May's eyes shot open upon realization. Unable to form words, she babbled in her place, staring at a field of chaos.
"Medic!"
Used to hearing a teammate scream for help, May came back to reality and remembered that she was suppose too be fighting. If the Administrator was true to her word, then it would be best if she actually tried to fight.
Rushing over to the Demoman, May couldn't help but stare at the BLU's. Something about this seemed so wrong, but also so right. It did make sense in a way, but then again, it didn't.
Now wasn't the time to think about that. Readying her Medi Gun, May aimed at the Soldier and released the healing rays. Locking onto him, the Soldier's wounds mended themselves, as well as, strangely, his clothes.
"Thank ye, doc-"
Spotting the Medic trailing behind the Heavy and Soldier, swiftly turned around and unsheathed the Eyelander.
May held her arms up, rather girly, and screamed.
"No! Demo, it's me, May!" she screamed, in a voice mimicking the Medic.
"Sorry aboot that lass. I almost forgot that ye were here. Thought ye were a spy." He said, placing the sword back into its sheath.
"But, Spy's can't heal….right?"
"Aye….ye be right…guess I just forgot. Now pay attention to the battle. Don't want ye getting injured or anything."
"Trust me, it's not like I vant to."
Nodding, the Demoman returned to the battle, running ahead with his Grenade Launcher in hand. She wasn't sure what she wanted to do, but she knew what she had to do. May switched to her syringe gun and ran towards the battle.
Making sure to stay away from the frontlines, she surveyed the area for a red sentry and its owner. The cacophony of explosions and gunfire, rang through her ears, making it impossible to listen for the sentry's beeps.
"Oh, yeah!"
The enthusiastic Scout had just respawned and was itching to get back into the fight, but was stopped by an outstretched hand.
"Hey Doc, watcha- oh wait…"
"I am not zhe Medic, zhough I do look and sound like him…anyvay, do you know vhere zhe Engineer is? I need to talk to him."
"Yeah, he's over in the top tunnel. Know where that is?"
"Yeah, I zhink so. Zhanks."
"No problem."
Rushing off to the next control point, May just realized that the fight had already moved on. The glow from the first capture point had changed to red, showing that they had successfully captured it. Seeing no one around, May figured that it was safe enough to move on.
May sped off with the Syringe Gun in hand and worry lingering in her mind. Passing through the barn, up the stairs and through the tunnel, May found the Engineer camping in the tunnel, with a dispenser and level 3 sentry set up.
The Engineer himself was crouching next to a newly placed teleporter that was still in the process of setting up. Hammering it with his comically large wrench, he looked up when he heard someone calling for him.
Staring at the Medic that stood before him, the Engineer was confused. It wasn't a normal medic, per say, because this one seemed a bit more…decorated.
The first thing that came to his mind…
"Spah!"
Scowling, he got up with his wrench held over his head and ran towards the "Spy."
"Nonononon-"
The Engineer pushed her down and placed a foot on her chest, preventing her from getting up.
"You no good Spah!"
His arm stretched back, he was getting ready to knock the head right off of the "Spy."
"Engie, it's me! May! Please don't kill me!" she pleaded.
Expression changed, he backed up and held a hand out to May.
"Sorry bout that. I kinda forgot that you were here."
"Vell, you're not zhe first…" she muttered as she stood up.
A small 'hmm' was muttered as the Engineer walked back to his machines. He returned to the teleporter, but noticed that the girl didn't move.
"Shouldn't you be out there?" he asked, waving his wrench towards the more chaotic part of the battlefield.
As if planned, the sound of a sentry firing and the Scout screaming rang into their ears. Peaking around the corner, May looked out to the BLU's territory and saw various limbs scattered around the sentry. Worried, May turned back to the Engineer.
"D-Did you know zhat zhe BLU's are, uh, zhey're people playing zhe game?!"
Sighing, the Engineer stood up and leaned against his dispenser, with the same look as he the night before.
"Yes, May, I knew." He said, voice strained.
"Don't you zhink zhat vould be something I should know?!"
The Engineer kept his gaze on his machine.
"I didn't know until yesterday…"
May's eyes widened in realization, "Zhat's vhat you vere so depressed about last night."
"…why don't ya just get back to the battle…"
Fwoosh!
Appearing on top of the teleporter was the Sniper. Looking at the "Medic" he was the first to immediately realize that it was neither a Spy nor the Medic. Smiling, he waved at her and jogged of to a sniping position, red sparks trailing behind him.
Listening to the Engineer, May ran back through the tunnel and down the stairs of the dilapidated building. Exiting through the side door, she turned to head through the second tunnel, but was met with the BLU Medic at the end of the tunnel.
Expressionless, he quickly pulled out his syringe gun and began firing away. May tried to dodge the barrage of syringes, but failed to do so as she fumbled with her own Syringe Gun. Syringes penetrated her arm, as she tried to focus on the strafing medic.
Pain was shooting through her, but she managed to hit her target with a few of her own syringes. The BLU Medic was advancing towards her, and got close enough to where he knew it was time to switch weapons. Now holding a Bonesaw in his hand, the BLU Medic swung at May, but missed when she ducked out of the way.
Dropping the Syringe Gun, May grabbed the Kukri hanging from her belt and held it out in front of her.
The two clashed together, but the BLU Medic pulled back and got ready for another swing. Before he could, May lunged forward with and plunged the Kukri right through his stomach.
Falling down, much like a ragdoll, the BLU Medic laid motionless with a torso bathed in red.
Panting, May reached for her syringe gun when she felt her arm inflame in pain. Face scrunched up, she looked at her left arm and saw just how much damage the BLU Medic had done.
"Holy shit!"
Normally she wasn't the one to swear, but this was an occasion where it was necessary.
In laymen's terms, her arm looked like a pincushion that belonged to a tailor. Crawling over to the corner, May activated the Cloak and Dagger and sat down against the wall. No longer visible, she pulled her arm closer and with a shaking hand, she grabbed onto one of the syringes. Biting her lip, May pulled out the needle with one swift motion.
"AHHH!"
Holding the syringe in her hand, the liquid it held swirled around.
"Vhat zhe hell is in zhis zhing?!" she exclaimed.
May was frustrated and in pain, not a good mood to be in. Eyes dotting from needle to needle, she began to panic more and more as the number grew larger and larger.
"23 needles?!"
She wouldn't have the tolerance to pull all of those out. She needed to find the Medic.
Luckily her legs weren't injured, so she would be able to run as fast as she needed to. With the teams pushed farther up, May took off for the tunnel where the Engineer was set up.
"All your heads look bloody twelve feet tall!"
"Medic!"
Running through the tunnels, May desperately called for assistance.
"Sentry d-AGH!"
Rounding the corner, May sighted the destroyed sentry nest and a fallen Engineer. Something had just created that mess, meaning someone would be coming soon now that the hazard had been clear. Not wanting to get into another skirmish, May hid behind one of the rusty old mine carts and activated the cloak.
Crunch, crunch
She held her breath and slid as far against the cart as she could. Sucking her stomach in, May whimpered as her need for oxygen grew.
A Demoman rounded the cart, causing May to tense up. Hand over her mouth, she was shaking in fear. He ran right past her, taking no notice of her presence. Running out of sight, May uncloaked gasped for air.
Relived that she was not found, May uncloaked. She needed to do something, so she decided to go out and try to fight. Her weapons may not have been the best ones for offense, but they would get the job done, assuming she could actually hit something.
Turning around, she was about to head down to one of the doors often used for flanking, but she bumped into something. The force was enough to make May fall to the ground. Dazed, May looked back up and saw the BLU Sniper who was quickly switching his rifle for a jar.
Panicking, she was unable to steady herself, making it so that she couldn't stand up and run away. Desperate to escape, she scotched back, but ended up cornering herself.
"Oh god please no!" she screamed, arms in a protective position.
What use was there in pleading though? The BLU Sniper wouldn't be able to hear her, if she understood how games worked. What was really scaring her was the jar clenched in his hand. It was not something she ever wanted to get covered in.
"Heads up!"
"That voice…it sounds so…familiar…"
The jar shattered across May's face. Her arms had done nothing to shield her, and now, she was covered in piss that…stung?
"Oh my god this fucking stings!"
The cuts caused by the glass were being filled with the salt filled body fluid. What would have been just minor cuts, turned into a piss filled burning sensation. It was truly disgusting.
Looking back up to the Sniper, May saw the Kukiri out and wielded, ready to kill.
"A little of the ol' chop-chop!"
"That's the worst Australian accent I've ever heard…"
Looking straight at her attacker, May's eyes widened and her jaw dropped in realization as she read the words above the Sniper's head.
"E-Emile?!"
