Chapter 5 - Medicine.
I got up next morning feeling emotionally tired. Lifting my heavy suit up from the ground, draping my mask across my shoulder as I got into the rubber uniform. A pounding headache racked my brain but I decide to power through and shove my mask on, leaving the room and heading towards the common room. Medic and Spy were casually sitting at the circular table, Engineer sitting nearby. Both Spy and Engineer had coffee in their gloved hands, conversation ensuing. When they had noticed I entered, Medic got up from his seat in a hurry, rushing over to me and grabbing me by the arm. "Herr Pyro. Zhere is somezhing I must ask you for." He said, smiling. I flinched back at the sight of his smile. Medic only smiled when he was fighting. Before I could contest, he dragged me out of the room and towards the Infirmary despite my shouts of protest. Once in the room, I cross my arms as the German pushed me onto the cot. He turned away momentarily, leaving me tapping my foot impatiently. He turned back around, a needle in his gloved hand. It was filled with a red coloured liquid, it swirling in the tubing. Is that what he needed my blood for? I rapidly think. He didn't say anything as he neared me with the sharp object. My body froze, the fight or flight reflex kicking in. HELL NO! I scream internally as he roughly gripped onto my arm, the needle inches from my suit. I was too panicked to object as he thrust the needle in, biting down on my own lip at the sharp pain. After he removed the needle, I slapped him across the face while shouting at him through the mask. He stumbled backwards, swearing in german while in shock. I ran out of the room, slamming the door behind me. I skidded up the stairs, my feet stomping on the hard flooring as I rushed into my room and I locked the door behind me. What the fuck did he inject into me?! I think, my headache worse than before.
I remained in my room till someone came to tell me it was time to leave for the match. According to Engineer, who had come to get me, we were going to Banana Bay again. With a sigh I walked down to the boat, my head still hurting. I glared at Medic through my mask as I sat down in the boat. He opened his mouth to speak but bit his lip, shutting his mouth. Soldier untied the rope that was connected to the boat before starting the engine and steering us towards the battlefield. Just like last time, he docked us up and we walked up the exact same ledge and entered the exact same Respawn room with the exact same weapons. I quickly fastened my weapons, not hesitating this time. I sat down on one of the wooden benches, flicking my lighter on and off. I wasn't curtain why I enjoyed the small activity of flicking a lighter on and off. I was drawn to fire like a moth to a flame. I placed a gloved hand on my head, rubbing it with my thumb. The headache was still there. The speakers had their count down and we all left the Respawn room. I followed the same route as before, heading towards the cart with Heavy following. I pushed till we reached the water, I stopped in front of it with a raised hand. I glanced backwards and forwards, spotting my counterpart. I held my breath and ran into the water, my counterpart following me. I swam to the surface but was pulled back down by someone who had grabbed my foot. I kicked and squirmed, slamming my foot into someone. My counterpart pulled me down, our faces opposite and gripping onto my arm rather than my foot now. Bubbles swarmed around us as she pointed at me and then herself, pointing in the direction of the surface and wiggled her finger. She let go of me and we swam to the surface. I followed her as she scrambled onto the ground, hiding behind a large pillar of rock. She lifted up her mask, spitting out blood and water.
"Good lord, you kick real hard." She laughed, wiping her mouth of blood. I lift up my own mask, laughing as well.
"Sorry. I panicked. I've been a bit antsy today." I replied, slipping behind the pillar.
"How are you after last night? Also what do you mean by antsy?"
"I'm fine. To answer your second question.. Well.. Let's say my resident crackpot dragged me into one of his experiments this morning." I groan, rubbing my forehead again.
"Geez… Anyway. That was all I wanted to ask. Enemies?" She chuckled, holding out a gloved hand.
"Forever." I replied with a smile. I rush off after shoving my mask back on and rejoining the fray. The BLU Scout emerged from the BLU base, his bat gripped in his hands. He madly swung it in my direction, actually getting a hit in my abdominal area. I clipped my axe off, swinging it around and blocking his attack.
"Shit." He said, realizing I had countered his attack. I gave a muffled laugh before he pulled out a pistol and shot me in the shoulder. I frown, swinging the axe forward angrily. I dig the axe into his chest. He let loose a small gasp as he died. I then felt something penetrate my head. I woke back up in Respawn a few minutes later. Goddamn Sniper. I think rushing back out. I walk across the train tracks, jumping onto a small platform beside it and going into the same alcove Sniper had taken me to before. I sit down against the wall, removing my mask and rubbing my forehead again as the headache became unbearable. I felt a sudden pain in my back, I scream a cry of shock before collapsing on my hands and knees. My vision began to blur, the room spinning. My back felt as if someone was poking hot metal rods between my shoulder blades. Blood from my bullet wound dripped onto the ground, mixing with my tears and dirt. The pain began spreading across my body, the feeling of burning becoming stronger and stronger. I screamed as I curled into a ball on the ground, the pain slowly becoming so overwhelming I passed out.
I woke up panting, explosions echoing from above. My vision was still blurry but I could make out someone's face in my view. "Pyro? It's me. I'm gonna help you quickly. The match is almost over." I heard the person say. I felt arms grip me around my underarms as they dragged me across the dirty ground. They put me down, leaving my body slumped on the ground. I heard them return with their feet scruffing the ground. I felt something land on my chest, the weight leaving a second later. My vision began to clear up. I was laying in the small alcove, my counterpart looking at me with worry, her own mask in her hands with mine. I weakly get up, grabbing the mask and slowly putting it on. I mumble a weak thanks, she putting her own mask back on as someone's shadow reflects on the stone wall. I lay there as my counterpart stands up, shotgun in gloved hands. Scout comes down the passageway, scattergun raise. He spots the BLU Pyro and beginning to attack, killing her. He stops in front of me, noticing me lying on the ground.
"Pyro? Are you okay, man?" He asks, helping me up and shoving a small health kit into my hands, it instantly getting used up to my touch. I lean against him, my arm slung over his shoulders. "Alright now?" I nod, getting my footing and watching as RED won another match. "We won.." I heard Scout whisper under his breath, a smile on his face. I smile with him although pain still radiated from my body.