ripntear045771: I see what you are saying. In this story, though, there are only the 9 mercs, with the 3 new ones. There are no copies of them and the prologue just shows that Redmond got all of the 9 on his side for the time being. I have a plan to have BLU be included with the mercs, so just stick around. Thanks for liking it so far.
Chapter 2: The Welcome Wagon
The three new recruits were sitting in a waiting room, William doing some math problems, Polly reading a cheesy magazine and Lina just sitting there, staring at the wall. Several minutes went by, when a guard walked into the room.
Guard: You three! Follow me!
With that, the three got up and walked with the guard down some tunnels and hallways, before entering a room, filled with TV Screens, depicting a different view point of a battle. The three sat down in the seats provided and looked to the large chair and desk. As the sat down, the Administrator turned to look at them.
Administrator: Well, this is an interesting group of people we have. I am the Administrator, your boss.
The three kept silent, as their new boss said this in a cold tone.
Administrator: I picked you three to join TF Industries for your skills and talents. So, either you are here to hide, fight or for money, you all listen and obey, got it?
The three nodded. With that the Administrator pulled out contracts for them to sign. They, of course, signed it, some more regretting than others.
Administrator: Good. Now, the three of you will be assigned a class name and uniform. Mr. Atomick will be The Scientist, Ms. Smith will be the Strategist, and Ms. Fanng will be the Decoy. Ms. Fanng you will be protected and hidden from your family and Mr. Atomick will get his own lab.
This relieved some tensions with all of them, feeling more relaxed from this arrangement.
Administrator: One more thing, you all are going to RED team, since all of the others are on that team as of this moment. Now leave.
With that, the three were escorted out and taken to a van, where the driver drove of to RED base.
The group got to the base, a concrete group of buildings, with red painted on the side, with the logo for RED on the main one. They got out and walked into the main building, being escorted by a guard. They were led to a locker room, with twelve different locker with the class names on them.
Guard: The boss said that you must wear your uniforms at all times, but they can be customized by the Mann Co. catalog. Your uniforms are in your lockers. Finally, you must wait for your team to get back from battle.
With that the guard left. The three went up to their lockers to into their uniforms. Scientist wore a red button up polo shirt under a red tinted lab coat, with reddish brown pants and sneakers. On the coat sleeve was a circular red patch with an erlenmeyer flask on it. Strategist's uniform was a white dress shirt with reddish brown overall, boots, a red military beret, and a circular patch of a scroll of paper on it on the shirt. Decoy's uniform was a red tinted ninja like outfit, with a bullet on the patch this time.
After changing, the three walked around until they found the recreation room. It was a fairly big room, with a couch and two chair pointed at an old tv, a kitchen area and a big poker table with twelve chairs. With that, they sat down and talked to pass the time.
Decoy: Why must we change with the men? It is indecent.
Scientist: Perhaps there are no women's locker rooms. This was a just male team.
Strategist: I don't mind. I've always been a scrappy girl, sort of a tomboy.
Decoy: What is a tomboy?
Decoy wasn't too familiar with terms outside here home.
Strategist: Oh, it's when a girl acts like a boy, but always knows she's a girl.
Scientist: Yeah, my ma was one when she was younger.
They talked for a little while, before hearing the sound of voices coming closer to the rec room. Miss Pauling entered the room, followed by a young man in a red wingman jacket over a white shirt, reddish brown baseball pants, fingerless leather gloves and a red baseball cap worn backwards. He began to speak in a Boston accent.
Man: So, Miss Pauling, want ta see my mad muscles.
With that he flexed his arms, barely bringing up any muscles. Miss Pauling ignored him and walked up to the new recruits, standing behind them.
Miss Pauling: Scout, stop your flexing and sit down.
Scout sat down, making an annoyed face, due to how his flexes would, according to him "Always get da ladies"
Two more people came in and sat down, not noticing the recruits. The first was a man in a military tie and epaulettes, with camo pants and an captain's hat. The second was a… something. The recruits couldn't tell if it was a man or woman. It had on a red astronaut suit, a brown mask with an orange visor (The Firefly), and... a rubber glove glove on it's head?
Man: We are all here Miss Pauling! Reporting for duty!
Figure: Hpphr Mpph Pahhlnn!
Miss Pauling: Thank you Soldier and Pyro.
Three more men walked in and sat down. The first was a black man in a scottish kilt, garbs, and hat on. He seemed to be fighting to stay awake, from that bottle of alcohol Scientist smelt. The second one was a giant of a man, intimidating the three recruits. He wore a red bandana, a vest with a red undershirt and red straps on his biceps, and camo pants. The last was a short man compared to the other men. He wore a brown texan cowboy hat, a pair of goggles, with a winter coat and bell bottom pants.
Man 2: Rest of team is on their way, Miss Pauling.
Miss Pauling: Thank you Heavy. Engie, can you keep Demo awake?
Engie got up from his seat and went to Demo's seat. He slapped the drunk man a little hard, which woke him up with a jolt.
Demo: Eh! What just happened?!
A last group of men walked through the doors and sat down. The first was in a collared lab coat, with a device on his right arm, with an otolaryngologist's mirror and medical tools strapped to his arm. The second was a lanky man, with a toothed australian hunting hat, cargo pants, aviator glasses, and a safari jacket on. The last was a man Decoy didn't like when she saw him. He was in a fedora and leather clothes, with a balaclava on his face and rounded shoes.
Man 3: We are all her Miss Pauling. What did you have to tell us?
Miss Pauling: Well, as you were told a few days ago, we have new recruits to fight with you guys.
She motioned to the three, who just looked around at their new teammates. Some looked intrigued by the new blood, that was until Soldier spoke up.
Soldier: What are women doing on this team!?
Decoy and Strategist looked offended by the remark, which caused Engie to speak up.
Engineer: Come on, Soldier. These folks aren't that bad. Who cares if two are women?
Soldier: ME! Women do not belong on the battlefield! The belong at home, in the kitchen!
He stood up and walked towards Decoy and Strategist.
Soldier: You two will listen to us and leave, or so help I'll-
He was cut off by a needle going into his neck and then him passing out. Medic stood over him, with the needle in his hand.
Medic: Pardon me, damen. Soldier here iz very "patriotic". He believe in zes American sayings und such.
Pyro got up and picked up Soldier, throwing him on the couch, before mumbling something to itself.
Miss Pauling: Anyways, sorry you two. To the rest of you, these are our new recruits. Scientist here will provide offensive strategies to you all. Strategist will provide defensive strategies to all of you. Decoy will provide cover fire, while you guys do the objective. Is that clear?
Everyone nodded, except Scout.
Scout: C'mon, I don't wanna listen to a goofy in a lab coat give me orders.
Scientist: Watch it, bud. Or I'll knock you into next month.
Scout: Oh yeah, Chucklenuts. I can take you down!
A voice in Scientist's mind kicked in, saying to not take anything from this guy. With that, Scientist got up and walked towards Scout. He looked at him, before grabbing his head and throwing it down on the poker table. Everyone was surprised by the sudden action out of someone who is looks usually calm. Scientist straightened out his coat and spoke up.
Scientist: I'm sorry for that, I don't know what came over me.
Heavy: Hm. Little man is strong enough to knock baby out cold. You have Heavy's respect.
Sniper: Finally, someone had the guts ta knock that spastic gremlin out. Noice goin'.
Scientist: Oh, um thanks you two.
Miss Pauling: Alright, now with two mercs out cold, you are all dismissed. Get to know each other before the next battle. But first…
Miss Pauling turned towards Medic.
Miss Pauling: …give them the works.
Medic wickedly smiled at the sentence and looked at the recruits, making them uncomfortable.
Medic: Wunderbar! It iz time for your surgery. Come wiz me.
Medic got up, with the new recruits, and followed him to the medical bay. The other mercs just did what they usually do after a match, relax.
"Hmm, that went better than when Demo was introduced" Miss Pauling thought, before leaving the rec room and base.
I made the mercs have my cosmetic loadouts, since their regular uniforms were boring. It's so long, but basically, Scout has the Backwards Ballcap, Digit Divulger, and the Airborne Attire. Soldier has the Team Captain, the Fancy Dress Uniform, and the Killer's Kit. Pyro has the Respectless Rubber Glove, the Firefly and the Space Diver. Demo has the Black Watch, the Gaelic Garbs, and the Cool Breeze. Heavy has the Heavy Duty Rag, the Heavy Lifter and the Goin' Commando. Engineer has the Texas Ten Gallon(Brown), the Antarctic Researcher, and the Flared Frontiersman. Medic has the Otolaryngologist's Mirror, the Quadwrangler and the Suregon's Sidearm. Sniper has the Trophy Belt, the Poacher's Safari Jacket, and the Triggerman's Tacticals. Spy has the Fancy Fedora, the Learker's Leathers and the Rogue's Brogues.