The following day, spy paid a visit to Medic.
"Doctor, I was wondering if you could help me with something," he said, looking at the various medicines in Medics room.
"It is about Chemist, ya?" Medic asked, not looking up from the new medigun he was working on."
"Wi, you see, I have found out something rather, odd about him."
"You mean his arm?" Medic asked, still not looking up. "He has cancer, and blood poisoning, both incurable, see for yourself," the German doctor reached into a filing cabinet and handed Spy Chemists file, which was rather thin.
"How did you…" Spy began, opening the file.
"As ze team Medic, I have access to ze basic information of ze files, ze only reason I am showing this to you is so you do not bother Chemist about it."
Spy read the file:
Name: Dr. Nicholas Flameel
Age: 35
Gender: male
Class: Chemist
Known family members and friends: none
Bio: unknown
Medical issues: suffers from skin cancer and blood poisoning, green hair, yellow eyes.
Mental state: Sane
Notes: Over eager to join, he must be watched
Spy blinked, his father had died of cancer, so had his grandfather, in fact, he himself had had lung cancer at one point, "So he is dieing?"
"Nien, he is fighting ze poisons remarkably, though I cannot say how much longer he can hold out."
Spy told Medic what he had seen, which finally got him to turn around, "Chemist and Pyro are…" he trailed off. "Mien got!"
Spy nodded, "What do we do?"
"The thing we should have done long ago," said Medic, grabbing his syringe gun and adjusting his glasses. "Ve are going to see vat is behind Pyros mask."