10:47am. Hightower, Payload Race.

Castiel's POV

"Push the cart!" I heard Sniper said as I hurry over to the edge of the roof to see our cart just sitting there. The blu almost close to our base. A blu Scout and a blu Heavy. Pft. Easy, right? I searched for my teammates, finding most of them defending our side and stopping the blu from pushing their cart. Our cart just sitting there. I jump over the edge, landing on my feet on the ground. I sprinted forward, heading to our cart. It's not hard to push the cart, but pushing it up the ramp is. I see Pyro heading my direction. Luckily, he's the real pyro. Our Pyro.

"Mmph! Mmph Mmph!" I nodded, knowing that he wanted to help out.

"Thanks, Pyro. O-Oh wait! Behind you!" I spotted blu pyro coming towards us. Pyro grabbed his axe and he was about to axe the blu. Luckily, he didn't have to. Our pyro and I look up, seeing our Sniper above ground, waving his arm out at us. We thanked him, continuing our mission. Sniper is still looking out for us. We finally got the payload up the hill, but then it's blocked by someone. I walked over to the front of the cart, but I was stopped. My eyes widen when I realized it's the blu spy, revealing himself.
"Not you again!" I exclaimed. "How very rude. I thought you would be happy to see me, ma ch re(my dear. (Also correct me))." He said with a devilish grin. I rolled my eyes, pulling out my machete. Pyro having his flamethrower out, and he was about to throw flames at the blu until the blu cloaked himself and left. Pyro tried to look for him, but no luck. That spy, man...

"We better keep our eyes open, a'right? Pyro?" "Mmph!"

"Ka-booooom!" "I'm moving this!"

"Cry some more!"

"Raus! Raus!"

"Mow, mow, mow!"

"Woo-hoo-hoo!"

"I'm gonna turn you into colored rain!"

"Less talk, more fight!"

"You suck!"

"Go now!" I yell out. Scout by my side. We head to the cart once again, finally going for our victory! As soon as we reach the lift with our payload, we send our cart up. Sniper heads to the balcony for a clear shot, Pyro throws flames, Spy backstabbing, Soldier blowing the blu up, Heavy shooting his bullets while Medic heals him, Engie having his sentries out, and Demo setting his sticky bombs near the blu's payload. So it's just Scout and I. I pull out my shotgun. We both hid behind the payload, trying to get out of the blu sniper's reach. It's just crazy how Scout and I survived the grenades. We did get a few bruises and other minor injuries. It's not so bad.

"We'll make it!" Scout yelled. Suddenly as I turned my head, to look for the blu, a bullet whipped past my cheek. I gasped in surprise and I ducked, looking for whoever gave the bullet. I spotted someone just standing near his base with his sniper rifle out. I hissed. Blu Snipes. I tried to shoot my bullets at him, but we're kind of far from his reach. Hell, he has his rifle. Huge relief went all over me when we heard a ding and well...We won. The explosives went off and Scout and I somehow managed to escape it. We landed on our faces.

I started laughing, lifting my head up in pain. That land though... My face is all sore and I saw Scout laying on his back. I sat up, leaning back. I gave my brother a fist bump as we stare at the destruction of the tower. "Cass... Carry me. I think I broke my leg." I chuckled, rolling my eyes. "We should get Medic then." I stood up, wiping the dust off my pants, helping Scout up. "Never mind, I think I'm good." He stretched his leg as we both have our arms around each other and started walking.

"Ya sure?"

"Yea."

"A'right." "Hey. Good job over there!" Scout and I look up to see Sniper at the balcony. He waved at us and I wave back at him, grinning.

"Thanks, Snipes!" He smiled, running back inside. I look back at Scout and he gave me that look. "What?"

"Nothing..." He look away, slowly looking up. I raised an eyebrow, poking his side. He flinched, "Ey!" I caught a glimpse of his little smile, making me laugh. We both went back to base, soon heading back home.

"What the-"

"The hell-"

"What happened here?!"

Want to know what happened? There's a huge glob of mess just in front of us as we entered our little home. The couch looked wrecked with bullets, glass is broken, there are bullet shells scattered on the floor. Just what happened here?!

My eyes widen when I just remember something, "Simon?! You around here?!" I call out, soon running all over the place to look for my uncle. The rest were searching for him as well. We took some time searching for him until, "Quinn! I think I found that old uncle of yours." I turned my head to find Soldier, gesturing that I need to head to where he is. I hurried over there, soon finding Simon outside the base, just sitting against the trash bins. He looked like he's unconscious and it seems that he has something in his hand. I kneeled next to him, checking his pulse. I didn't really need to check if he's alive or not... His snores definitely showed that he's alive and well. He does have some scratches on his face and arm. Wait, was he attacked? Did someone attacked our base? I gave my uncle my sad sad look. I sighed. I grabbed his arm, having it around my neck. I picked him up and Soldier helped me out. We left Simon on the messed up couch, and he is just sleeping there while the rest of us did our own thing. I took care of Simon until he woke up being all... What's the word... Ah whatever. He was waving his sword around and I just... Pft. I face palm, trying to calm him down.

"Simon! Calm down, man. You're scaring everyone here with your sword." I heard mumbles from the team. "Anyways, you shouldn't be up and jumping since you were attacked by someone while we were gone."

"Hunters! Hooligans! F***ING BASTARDS! I hate them! Why must they challenge lil ol me, ey?" Oh great, his own accent is starting to thicken up. "I outta kick their bloody asses if it's the last thing I will ever dooo... Oh. Castiel. You're here. Who are those... Those... Things behind you?" He pointed behind me and I looked, seeing that the guys are just... Making confused and weird-out faces. "Simon. They're not things. They're my friends. Don't worry about them. They're not gonna hurt you. Besides, what happened to you? Why are you outside all beaten up?"

"Those little idiots. They were after me poor heart." I frowned.

"Why would they need that anyway?"

"They were out to destroy it. They were sent to kill me. Those sneaky assassins! Out with their fricking long range shooting thi-" His eyes widen when he... Saw Sniper with his rifle. "AHA! YOU'RE ONE OF THEM, EY?!" He pointed at him. Sniper stood there and I stood in front of him.

"Uncle Simon! He is not one of those guys! He's with us. Stop with what you're doin! You're going to hurt yourself." He didn't stop instead he went running towards us, trying to get Sniper. I pushed Sniper out of the way. "Quick! Grab hold of him!" I told the rest as I look around for Simon's bag, bringing Sniper with me. Demo, Soldier, Heavy and the rest were trying their best to grab Simon.

"Whot the hell just-" Sniper was really shocked.

"Don't worry, Snipes. I won't let him hurt ya. He's just having a rough day that's all. Being in the military and all... He... Does this all the time." Hell. Why did I lie? He wasn't like this at all! Actually... He was a bit coo-coo a few years ago, but I just managed to...

"Found it!" This may sound weird, but I actually got his little... Teddy bear and I hurry over to Simon, handing it to him. "Calm down, now. It's alright. Don't have to waste so much energy..." Finally... He sat on the couch, hugging his small teddy bear. Oh god... Why...?

(XD What the hell? This Uncle. Finally got the chapter done. Thank you for your patience. :3)