WARNING: graphic descriptions of blood and gore, please be wary!

Following after the footsteps of Medic, Chef's eyes drifted towards her surroundings. Unlike when she first went out, she now properly observed the area as they exited the spawn room. They went past their first point, the red of it signalling it was theirs already. It was placed on a large slab of concrete that could be accessed through the various stairways and, if you were particularly daring, through the many boxes and rocks scattered on the way.

They passed many wooden buildings—sheds, tall towers and open houses—this couldn't have possibly been a town, for it was situated in a way that made no real sense, and she determined that it was built specifically for the purpose of pretending.

The next point sat smack dab in the middle of a wooden bridge, and unlike the bridge she had just died on (and she shuddered to think about that experience) it was divided in half by rail cars, serving as good cover. As her boots hit the red earth, she saw a great valley right underneath said bridge, and that most of the buildings were supported by posts.

'It's a wonder how I missed all this.'

Towering spires of rocks and shrubbery paved way to the last point, the covered bridge which connected over a canal of water, the large openings of the sewers that lay beneath. As Chef and Medic neared, the blast of gunshots and explosions became more prominent and the current situation clearer.

"MEDIC!" Heavy shouted, leaning against his gun behind a building, gravely holding his side as he coughed blood. Medic rushed to his side, his medi-gun already lighting up and stitching his skin together.

The enemy team had held the point since her death, the point still shining a bright blue. She could see Scout further up ahead, fighting his double, using his pistol rather than the shotgun abandoned near a crate. Demo and Soldier were on the other side of the bridge, up against the BLU team's Pyro, the muffled cackling and the curses indicated to the going-ons of their provided distraction.

"Come!" Medic said sharply, gesturing to the bridge as all three of the group pushed to the control point.

The BLU Pyro, upon noticing the sudden charge of feet momentarily dropped their guard, much to the pleasure of the explosive-duo. A smear of red that Chef easily ignored. She stayed rooted to her spot, her eye drawn to that bright blue light.

[Alert! The control point is being captured.]

The abrupt flash of red caused her to blink, and the approvals echoed through her earpiece.

["Alright!"]

["Let's move up!"]

Hopping over the railway tracks that lay over the ground, Chef glanced over to Scout's direction, wondering if his fight was bad enough for intervention. The bloody outbreak of fisticuffs and the way the enemy Scout had slumped lifelessly proved that Scout was fine, hurt but fine. He ran with a limp to their position, catching Medic's attention.

"Doc!"

Bruises disappeared and his broken nose visibly righted itself under the red beam, Chef winced at the sight. The group left dust as they darted past buildings, and she noticed a distinction in the buildings on the BLU side. Instead of wood, metal and concrete were used, giving the atmosphere an artificial air, especially in contrast to the homely feel of wood.

Kneeling behind a wall, she paused as the team separated, Demo fell in with Heavy and Medic, heading down into the valley, while she watched as Sniper situated himself behind a window. Suddenly a hand clamped down on her shoulder and she jumped, fingers immediately going to her throwing knife.

"Chef! With me!"

She let out a sigh of relief when she realised it was only her team's Soldier, and she stared as he confidently strode into one of the houses overlooking the bridge. Boots thudding against the floor, her gun at the ready, she wasn't prepared for the lobbing of grenades to reach the doorway into the building. Soldier seemed to ignore this, instead choosing to launch his rockets toward said grenades.

A yell, and the onslaught seemed to have stopped, Soldier motioned her to move as he went out onto the bridge. The point was not blue or red, but a poisonous yellow that must have meant to be a neutral colour. With strong legs, and arms propping his rocket launcher, Soldier jumped onto the train cars holding crates and continued his strike. It seemed a very vulnerable position to Chef, so she hid behind rather than risk her head.

As if the BLU Soldier had the same idea as her own, he too crouched over one of the crates, an obvious ray of light behind him showed that their Medic was healing him, and she now realised the good defence of the tactic. Soldier tumbled off the crate with a cry and a final rocket now launched at his copy, who flopped onto the crate and let it pass over his head neatly.

She payed no attention to his unprotected form, rather focusing on the enemy Medic who had come out of hiding just enough that Chef could now throw the combat knife from her grip. It zipped through the air and landed in the man's throat, his grip faltering and helplessly going to his open wound, softly gurgling on blood as his trachea was pierced.

With the Medic now dead, the enemy Soldier was truly unguarded, and with a shotgun shell to the skull he was deftly dealt with. Ignoring the blood and brain matter that slipped down the opposite crate, Chef and Soldier paced on the control point. She worriedly kept her guard up, especially as the sounds of battle were starting to come closer.

[Alert! The control point is being captured.]

Just as the yellow switched to red, the clamour around the corner reached a boiling point and it burst into view. The rival Demo and Heavy had grouped up to cause chaos.

["Medic!"]

["Need some help over here!"]

["SNIPER!"]

The loudest screech that came from her earpiece positively caused her to go deaf, deafer than she already was, anyway. She quickly looked towards the highest window, the reflective gleam of the sniper rifle and the red laser sight was the last thing she saw before she was shot between the eyes.

And everything went black.

Do I like leaving people (and myself) with cliffhangers? Only sometimes (and I mean most of the time lol).