Forewords
Warning!
Unlike other Team Fortress 2 fan fics, Mann Of Conspiracy takes the main theme of its storyline very seriously.
If you're here looking for funny material, you've came to the wrong place. Turn back before you regret it!
And yes, I know 2Fort is a Capture The Flag map. I've repurposed it in this fic so that it can be used for any game mode except Mann Versus Machine.
Chapter 2: And Now For Something Completely Different
Time: 1000 Hour; 26th of June, 2015.
Location: 2Fort.
The plan... or rather, what was going to be planned, involved Sniper gunning down whoever comes out of the enemy base as a head start, with Engineer building a Sentry Nest in a blind spot of the fort exterior to ambush any enemies that Sniper missed.
However, that plan was ruined when Scout and Pyro decided to charge headfirst into the enemy base. The two RED mercenaries have made their way into the Intel Room without encountering any enemy mercenaries. Of course, since the ongoing game is Deathmatch, the Intelligence Briefcase is nowhere to be seen.
"This sucks on ice!" Scout complained about the apparent lack of challenges.
"Mmph mmph mmph mmph..." Pyro told the Bostonian.
"They're probably afraid of our prowess!" Scout let his Baseball Bat hang by his shoulders, and turned around. "Come on, let's wait up until time's u..."
"Mmph!" Pyro "shouted" at Scout suddenly, causing the Bostonian to stop abruptly in his steps.
"Geez! What was that all abou..." Scout chastised Pyro, only for the masked arsonist to interrupt him with a hand gesture.
Using the pilot light of his Flamethrower as a light source, Pyro lit up the suddenly darkened corridor to reveal that several Semtex bombs had appeared out of nowhere when they weren't looking at the corridor.
"Where the hell did these come from?!" Scout exclaimed in surprise. He took several steps back in reflex...
...And suddenly hears a mechanical click where he lands his last step.
Sweating like there's no tomorrow, Scout and Pyro looked down to see what caused that click.
It's a small device with a big red button on it.
Following the click, all the Semtex Charges became active and started beeping.
"Ah, cra..." Scout could only utter in fear in anticipation of what comes next...
...
BOOM!
An explosion erupted from within the depths of the enemy spawn, catching the RED Team by surprise.
"Holy doolie!" Sniper exclaimed loudly upon seeing the fireball of the explosion erupting from the main entrance of the enemy fort.
NEW Arsonist blew up RED Scout and RED Pyro with Semtex Charges.
"We're down two people, boys!" Soldier told the others. "Let's make sure we kill 'em all with at least one person left on our team! This is a Deathmatch, no Respawns are permitted!"
That being said, all the RED mercenaries save for Soldier and Sniper charged headlong into the enemy's fort.
"MAGGOTS!" Soldier cursed loudly in disappointment. "Sniper, you stay here and cover us, but watch your back as well." Saying that, he equipped the Rocket Jumper and rocket-jumped onto the roof of the enemy fort.
Sniper was left dumbfounded as he watched the WW2 veteran leaving the scene. "Bloody whackjob..." The Australian deadpanned.
...
Demoman - donning the Eyelander, Chargin' Targe and Ali Baba's Wee Booties - slammed face-first into a wall when he failed to negotiate a sharp turn. Good thing he's too drunk to feel it.
"Ay... good thing I'm indestructible, lad..." The black Scottish Cyclops told himself with a drunken slur.
Demoman proceed to remove himself from the face-plant, and gets back with Demoknighting.
He stopped mid-charge when he enters the Intel Room, where only a lamp on the table illuminated the dim room. The lights from said lamp may be dim, but it was still bright enough that Demoman can see bloodied pieces of the RED Scout and RED Pyro on the floor.
"Not me this time..." Demoman said as he kicked the severed head of Pyro aside.
At the same time as the kick, something scuttled through the air vents quickly.
Demoman may be drunk at the moment, but he's at least still sober enough to tell that only a human can make that sound.
"Ay, this gives me the creeps..." The black Scottish Cyclops said. "Like that horror movie, Alien..."
More scuttling is heard, this time from an indeterminate location nearby.
"Eh, I don't want ta glue myself back together in hell." Demoman told himself, with goose bumps all over his body.
A third set of scuttling, this one is from behind the black Scottish Cyclops.
"Ha!" Demoman quickly turned around, and charged toward a figure-in-black whom he assumed is the origin of the scuttling.
The figure still made no attempt to defend or attack, while Demoman raised the Eyelander up, prepping for a vertical slice as he charged toward his latest prey.
Upon getting close to his target, Demoman brought his sword down mid-charged, and the sound of human flesh being sliced is heard clearly...
...Followed by Demoman's head detaching from his shoulders and falling onto the floor. The Eyelander also appears to be sliced in half.
NEW Ninja decapitated RED Demoman with Katana.
...
Heavy and Medic decided to ambush the enemy using their favorite method: sneaking into the enemy base via the sewers.
However, unlike the usual times, there weren't any enemies waiting for them in the sewers this time around. Not even Engineers or Spies.
"Little baby men..." Heavy said with a creepy smile. The massive Russian ran ahead with Sasha the Minigun in his hands, while yelling "YEEEAAAAA!"
He kept running and running and running until he left the sewers and entered the basement of the enemy fort...
...And notices that Medic seems to have fallen behind.
Heavy turned around, and yelled, "Doctor! Move!"
No response.
"DOCTOR!"
Still no response.
"Tell me, how did this go so wrong?" Heavy asked Sasha (not expecting a response, of course) before he backtracked into the sewers...
...Only to immediately slams face-first into something made of stone that wasn't there earlier.
"WHO POOT STATUE HERE?!" The massive Russian shouted angrily while rubbing his nose. When he looked up, his expression is replaced with that of a man filled with fear.
The statue is that of Medic, the German doctor's expression petrified in horror, literally. The only part of Medic that wasn't literally turned to stone is the Medigun.
Seeing how the Medic is just turned to stone like that, Heavy hoisted his Minigun, and aimed it around him. "I AM NOT AFRAID OF LITTLE BABY MEN!"
Something landed behind Heavy, causing a splashing sound and a puddle to spread all over the flooded sewers.
Heavy immediately turns around, and fired the Minigun at where the sound came from. He kept on firing the weapon non-stop until it ran out of ammo and started clicking.
"Oh, this is bad!" The massive Russian exclaimed.
Hearing the sound of footsteps in water approaching him from behind once again, Heavy slowly turned around, goosebumps appearing all over his body...
"Argh!" Heavy let out a loud scream of fear right before he is somehow turned into a bare skeleton that immediately falls apart and turns to ash.
The bone ash of what was once the Heavy Weapons Guy, mixed with the sewer waters, flowed past a pair of feet wearing jet black Mary Jane shoes and socks.
"I am no man..."
NEW Alchemist petrified RED Medic with Curse Of Stone taunt.
NEW Mage ended the life of RED Heavy with Magic Wand.
...
Engineer has built a Sentry Nest with a Level 3 Sentry right next to the main entrance of the enemy fort, hoping to surprise the enemy mercenaries with a face full of Sentry Gun bullets.
But, several minutes has passed, and still, nobody came out of the main entrance.
"That just ain't right..." Engineer muttered out of boredom, and the Texan decides to pass the time by building a Dispenser...
...Only to find out that he doesn't have enough metal to even begin construction.
"Darn..." Engineer cursed about this. Usually he would've built a Dispenser first, but this time he built the Sentry first, and spent all his metals upgrading it because he is confident that the RED Team will beat this so-called NEW Team.
Groaning under his breath, Engineer left the Sentry Nest behind, and headed back into the RED fort in search for an ammo box.
One minute later, after having collected metals from a large ammo box, Engineer came out of the RED fort...
...To find that the Level 3 Sentry Gun has been utterly beaten into something less than scrap. What's worse is that there were no Sappers in the mix of mangled metals, which meant that it isn't an enemy Spy's handiwork.
Engineer turned toward the Sniper who is still standing guard on the roof with the Sniper Rifle aimed at the enemy fort. "Sniper! Did'ja see who destroyed mah Sentry?"
"I did see someone beating it like a punching bag, mate. But he got away before I could shoot him." The Australian told the Texan.
"Grr... Guess Ah have no choice..." Engineer muttered under his breath again. He starts walking toward where his Sentry Nest used to be...
...But stopped when he felt something tugging his feet.
Engineer looked down, and saw that, indeed, there is a pair of human hands grabbing his feet.
"Ah'm gonna get laid ou... YEARH!" The Texan couldn't even finish his sentence before the pair of hands dragged him into the waters.
Sniper, who watched the events unfold, could only gasp in shock when the Engineer's hard hat floated onto the surface with the Texan himself nowhere in sight.
"Holy doolie!"
NEW Sailor tried to teach RED Engineer swimming lessons aggressively.
...
Spy went with his usual plan of looking around the enemy fort while cloaked, so that he can backstab unsuspecting enemy Snipers or Heavies, or place Sappers on a Sentry Nest, or even stand by at a Teleporter Exit to ambush enemies.
This time, however, the hallways are completely void of enemies. Not even a single Pyro can be seen patrolling the fort.
"Come on! I don't have time for this!" The Frenchman hung a lamp on the complete absence of viable targets and dangerous foes.
As if fate wanted to contradict him, Spy was suddenly greeted by the sounds of a Wrench whacking a building echoing through the corridors.
Displaying an evil smile on his lips, the Frenchman readies the Ambassador revolver, and slowly trailed the sound to its origins.
The source of the sound isn't very far away. In fact, it was just around three corners, of which Spy has crossed two.
Laughing silently, the Frenchman reactivated his cloak, held a Sapper in one hand, and slowly approached the whoever was upgrading or repairing his building at the moment. Spy could not see the enemy Sentry Nest because it is set in a pitch black corner, but it didn't matter to him. He inched closer, and close to the unsuspecting enemy, ready to deploy a Sapper...
...Until his cloak mysteriously deactivated itself.
Confused with this automatic de-cloaking, Spy checked the Invisi-Watch to see what's wrong. What's wrong is that the cloak meter still has 80% left on the timer. Even stranger, the cloak won't reactivate no matter what the Frenchman does.
Spy was getting frantic to put on his cloak again before the enemy sees him. But he stopped all actions upon hearing the sounds of electricity crackling in the air nearby. And its coming from the direction of the enemy Sentry Nest.
"Oh, no..."
Several bolts of electricity emerged from the pitch black corner where the enemy Sentry Nest is, and zapped Spy for several seconds - with the Frenchman screaming in agonizing pain - before the bolts stopped, and he fell on the floor as a lifeless corpse.
NEW Recon's Mini Tesla electrocuted the life out of RED Spy.
...
"Ah, piss..."
Sniper, having waited for a long time and still not have any enemies to shoot at, said in boredom.
Although the Australian gunman's boredom came to a halt when he saw a figure - a different one than what he saw near the beginning of the match - darting through the roof of the enemy fort.
Seeing a target of opportunity, Sniper took aim with the Sniper Rifle, and tries to line up the scope with the enemy's head. Though he is having a hard time doing so due to how fast the target is.
"Bloody whackjob. Just when there's something for me to shoot at..." The Australian gunman cursed under his breath, while he continues his struggle to line up a clear shot.
His aim was thrown off when something attached itself to the scope, blocking his view.
Sniper inspected what was the thing that was attached itself to the aiming scope. It appears to be a Signal Flare.
Confused about why he was shot at with a harmless Signal Flare, Sniper stood there thinking of the true purpose of this act... "What in the wor..."
...Before he took a super heavy blow to the back of his head, and fell off the roof as a dead corpse.
NEW Recon assisted NEW Musician in caving in RED Sniper's cranium with Weighted Violin.
...
"Sudden death!"
The Administrator calling out those two words is a good hint that, in a Deathmatch game, either one of the team are now down to one last unit.
The Soldier normally would've assumed that his team is about to win. But this time, his instinct tells him that his team is going to lose instead.
"I have a very bad feeling about this..." It doesn't help the WW2 veteran that he spent all his Shotgun ammo checking the enemy fort for Sentry Nests and Spies, and neither proved to be the case, as he has yet to deal even one point of damage. The Rocket Jumper, of course, cannot do any damage, so he hasn't used it much aside from the Rocket-Jump near the beginning of the game.
Soldier then decides that it is better safe than sorry, as he turns around and leaves the enemy fort from the same place he entered from.
His trip back to the RED Spawn goes uninterrupted. At least, until his legs got mysteriously paralyzed while he's crossing the center bridge.
"This definitely can't be good." Soldier became worried, seeing how he's the only member of RED Team that hasn't been killed by this NEW Team.
Someone dropped down from the roof of the center bridge and landed several feet away in front of Soldier.
"No..." Soldier, unable to move his feet, said worriedly. He attempted to equip the Rocket Jumper to at least shove the oncoming enemy away from him for as long as possible.
However, the WW2 veteran finds that his hands are also unresponsive. Now he's a sitting duck to whoever's in front of him.
The person in front points what appears to be an Assault Rifle at the direction of Soldier, and seemingly flicks the safety off and cocks it simultaneously...
Soldier could only watch helplessly as he saw the person pulling the trigger of the Assault Rifle, emptying about fifty bullets, with all fifty rounds hitting him dead center.
The combined kinetic energy from the automatic fire knocked Soldier off his feet.
"No... Not again..." Soldier struggled to speak, before he passed out from blood loss. Moments before closing his eyes, the WW2 veteran saw the same gunman that killed him, and eight other people walking toward him and surrounds him from all direction. These must be the NEW Team mercenaries, but just who are they?"
NEW Inflictor assisted NEW Striker in gunning down RED Soldier with Assault Rifle.
...
"Flawless... DEFEAT!"
The Administrator's angry voice echoed through 2Fort when the last member of the RED Team is slain in the game of Deathmatch, followed by a crowd booing in disappointment loudly.
At the same time, a shadowy figure approached the NEW Team mercenaries on the center bridge. The NEW mercenaries turned toward the figure.
"Good job, everyone." Said the figure with a creepy voice. "'Tis the fate of those who opposes me..."
The NEW mercenaries turned slightly and eyed the corpse of the RED Soldier, before turning back toward the shadowy figure.
The shadowy figure somehow produced a wine glass filled with red wine from his pockets. "A toast..." He raised the wine glass. "...To the new... not to be punny..." Suddenly feeling embarrassed at the obvious pun, the shadowy figure decided to clear his throat, and repeats what he was going to say. "...To the new patent of Mann Co..."
In response, some of the NEW mercenaries saluted the shadowy figure, some bowed politely.
"...The Mann Of Conspiracy!" The figure continues his speech, before ending it with a lengthy evil laugh.
Afterwords
Ever have a debate on what the Tenth Class would be?
Well, prepare for a massive surprise here, because I'm introducing not one, not two, but nine new classes.
Some of these new (no pun there) classes are inspired by other Team Fortress 2 Fan Fics and the entries in the TF2 Fanfiction Dot Net forums, like the Sailor, Inflictor, Mage, Recon, Musician and Ninja; while the rest are my original creations, like the Arsonist, Alchemist and Striker. Credits for the first six characters goes to their respective owners. Thanks!
And now... the poop officially hits the fan.
Shout-out index:
"...Like that horror movie, Alien." - Right there. No explanations needed.
"I am no man." - Yes, Mage is no man, just like that one scene in one of the Lord Of The Rings movie.
That is all. "Spah sappin' mah punchline..."