Chapter 3: A Happy Surgery
Medic: Alright, I vill have to call all of you up one at un time, so wait patiently. Scientist, come vith me.
The group had just gotten to the medical bay, with an explanation on what was happening. They were there to have a surgery of sorts, basically to see if any diseases are in their bodies and to have Medic's additions be implanted. Up first was Scientist, who oddly looked happy about this. The voices were eager as well.
Scientist: So, you're a man of science like me, correct?
Medic: Ja, although I prefer medical sciences to what Engineer and you do. Please take off your shirt.
Scientist obeyed, taking off his shirt and hopping on to a medical bed. Above the bed was a huge device, showering a beam on him that felt good. Medic was currently laying some tools on a tray as he continued to speak.
Medic: So, mein freund, vhat sciences do you specialize in?
Scientist: Well, I have a PhD in lots of major sciences, ya know, Physics, Chemistry, etc. Altogether, I have about… 15 PhDs. A little bit of everything major.
Medic walked back to Scientist with his tools on a cart, looking impressed by his count of doctorates.
Medic: Impressive. You know Engineer has 10 PhDs, a little less than you.
Scientist: Really, I'll have to talk to him about this. By the way doctor, but what are you doing?
Medic was holding a scalpel, ready to cut into Scientist's chest.
Medic: Simple, I have a device that need to be attached to your heart, in order for zhe Ubercharge to work.
Scientist: Ubercharge? What is that?
Medic: Why, when I heal enough of my patients with my medigun device, I can push out an invincible power on them und me for a short time.
Scientist: Hmm… Is it because the process of your device healing stores power, which builds up, then releases into a damage shielding power to cause havoc on your enemies.
Medic: Zhat… is correct. You are quite knowledgeable with medicine.
Scientist: That's science Doc. Now, shall we begin.
Medic nodded and began to cut into Scientist. As soon as his chest was opened, Medic removed his ribs, then moved around his organs until he sliced out his heart. Scientist wasn't the least bothered by this, fascinated with seeing his own heart in someone's hands. Medic then proceeded to attach the Uber Gauge to the heart.
Medic: Now, most heart couldn't vithstand the voltage of my medi gun, but with your pain tolerance, your heart should-
Medic held up the heart to the beam, which caused it to explode. Scientist appeared to be surprised by the event. Fortunately, the beam was keeping him alive.
Scientist: Well, do I get a new heart?
Medic: Yes, vith some progress as vell.
Medic reached into his fridge, while conversing with a BLU Spy's head, grabbed a large heart from a dish and attached the Uber Gauge to it. He then lifted the heart to the beam, laughing maniacally as the heart began to beat. Scientist began to laugh madly, knowing that the process of science was working. When the heart was ready, Medic dropped the heart into Scientist, cranking the beam to full power to heal him.
Scientist: Thanks doc, these devices are incredible. You are a great man of medicine.
Medic: Danke. You my call in Strategist now.
Scientist left the medical bay, telling Strategist it was her turn now.
Medic: Do not vorry, Fräulein. I am a professional. I uphold doctor-patient confidentiality.
Strategist: No worries Doctor, this exam shouldn't be too intrusive.
Medic gave the same explanation that he did to Scientist, where when they were ready, Strategist didn't feel uncomfortable with the surgery.
Medic: So, tell me. Vhen did you become interested in defensive strategy?
Strategist: Oh well, when I was a girl, WWII was happening. I became entranced by fighting for your country and defending it. Defending it was all I cared about, so I studied the greatest defenses ever, forming plans for protecting everyone. As I got older, no wars came around for me to join. The British armed forces wouldn't let me in either. So I lived shut up, continuing to study the thing I love. My parents didn't like this, but I was happy. Than your company asked me to join, which I accepted so I could fight a war at last.
Medic: Fascinating. You are sort of like Soldier, wanting to fight for your country. Except that he is crazy und you're not.
Strategist: Well, I think this old Brit can take down that crazy American.
Medic: Ja, I vould pay to see zhat fight.
Medic took out Strategist's heart, which caused her to faint at the sight. Like before, the heart exploded, so the Mega Baboon heart was needed. When Medic was finished, she woke up and left, calling Decoy to go in. On her way out, she threw up into on of the trash cans, still sick from seeing her own heart pulled out of her chest.
Out of all the recruits, Decoy was the most quiet. She didn't talk at all to Medic, only obeying what he told the others to do. She was on edge, since she had never had a modern surgery in her life, being shut up by her family and all.
Medic: Now, I vill say there is a chance your heart vill explode after I put it to the beam. Is zhat fine?
Decoy said nothing, as usual. Medic attached the device to her heart and held it up to the beam. It started to thump and thump. The thumping grew faster, surprising Medic on how the heart was surviving. He started to laugh, chuckle at first then it grew to a wild, crazy laugh. Decoy grew uncomfortable at this mad man's laughter. She'd leave if not for the beam that was keeping her alive. When it was done, Medic was astonished, plopping the heart into her chest and healing her up.
Medic: AMAZING! Your resistance to veapons and damage must have kept your heart from exploding like zhe rest! I must run further tests!
Decoy: Umm... no thank you doctor. I'll just be leaving now.
With that, she got up and left, much to Medic's dismay. Hopefully she would help him on at least a few experiments. Medic gathered the blood samples he collected during the surgeries and headed of to the respawn machine to enter them.