A/N: Just a stupid idea I had, for some reason I couldn't post this as a crossover so it's in here. Lemme know what ya think!
It was a normal day in 2fort, snipers were missing all of their shots on the battlements, engies were turtling, scouts were running into revved up heavies and sentries, demos were harassing the snipers on battlements, you know, the usual stuff. Yet something was off. A coiled sword surrounding a pile of bone dust had appeared in RED sewers, the embers of the bonfire faintly glowed. A pyroshark walked by it and immediately turned around, the firebug was drawn to the faintly glowing ashes. Suddenly, the bonfire lit up and in a blaze of sparks a knight with a faintly glowing cape appeared. The pyro, who was startled immediately pulled out its flamethrower and started torching that bitch, but the cursed undead was having none of it, he brutally parried and riposted that scrubass casual nerd. The knight then did the point down gesture and took a sip of his glowy sunny-d flask. Oh yeah, it was asshole expanding time. As he was leaving the sewers a BLU lime scunt with a pro killstreak diamond botkiller scattergun came across him. The scout attempted to land a fat meatshot but being the moronic 2 braincell scout player he is, missed. The undead grabbed the scout by the gun, staggered him with his broken straight sword and then proceeded to pull a fully upgraded smough's greathammer out of his ass and make a scrub pancake. Another scrub annihilated, another point down. Ez game, ez life he thought. A soldier with the black box and conch with a medic up his ass rounded the corner, surprisingly despite seeing the knight holding melee rather than being the crutch using little bitch black box conch soldiers are, he pulled out his disciplinary action for a fair melee fight. The medic also pulled out melee. The undead being the big brain pvp player he was rolled behind the pair for an easy backstab on the medic, being a quality crit build with a rapier and a hornet ring, the medic died to the fat fucking crit as the soldier landed a fat fucking crit for an ez 148 damage. Because damage types don't translate well through universes, the undead barely felt it and managed to parry his second hit with his fist and riposte him. A point down for both of them. Ez game, ez life.
This cycle basically continued for a good 20 minutes or so before the mercs started noticing someone who didn't belong, and for once it wasn't the unusual hong kong cone wearing spy ass-raping their entire team with a kunai and dead ringer. Oh no, both teams were being murdered by the mysterious knight with the glowing sunny-d flask and weapons from another age. Not even the three turtling engies could stop the onslaught of the undead, he basically ate the bullets and shrugged off the rockets with a sip from his glowy sunny-d flask. The RED spy snuck into BLU's base with a plan. That plan was to do the spycrab and hope he didn't die long enough to explain that they were gonna have to team up to take down the undead. He of course didn't die and did in fact get to explain his idea. BLU agreed to a cease-fire so they could kill the pvp quality build cursed undead that was giving everyone an asshole expansion. Little did they know that undead can't die. So they all proceeded to continue receiving an asshole gaping and a point down after every kill. Quite the dilemma, so both medics built up an ubercharge in their respective bases and came out with ubered heavies, who converted the zombie knight man thingy into a pile of metal and rotted flesh. Both teams rejoiced at the defeat of the undead.
A/N: Part 2 maybe later, depends on how well this does. Lemme know what you thought! 3