In an old bar, somewhere in new york, the team of Scout, Miss Pauling, Sniper and Demoman arrived at their first destination. An old side bar called "Nisses pints"

As the group entered, they were met with the scene of an empty, sad and depressing bar.

"welcome, to Nesses... PINTS! HoW caN I HeLp YoU!?"

A drunk man who kinda looks like demoman says.

"Demo!" miss Pauling shouts.

"Huh!? I don't... Go! By that name anymore!"

"Yeash, this mates got a bigger problem then you mate!" Sniper says, patting RED Demo.

"Wait, Miss Pauling? Scout!? And are those two the RED twats!?" Blu demoman says pointing towards the two REDS

"Yes its us Demo, or Wrecker, as we'll call you in the boiling isles." Miss Pauling states.

"Boiling what!?" Wrecker says.

"Boiling isle mate, a weird strange and magical place! With demons and witches." Sniper tells wrecker.

"Hold up! You think am gonna help in some magical adventure with the bloody RED motherfuckers in my team!" Wrecker says.

"No, your team is gonna be a second team, we just need to find the rest of the team." Miss Pauling says before pulling out a small sheet of paper with strange markings on it.

"Here, Eda, the woman, or rather witch, who hired us gave me theses glyphs. They can help send you to graves feild." Miss Pauling says.

"Wait!? This shit is happening to quick! Atleast let me pack before you send me ta hell!" Demoman yells

"Fine." miss payling says.

Literally 1 hour later, not a few minutes!

"Am done! A just had to pack some extra booze!" The Scotish blu wrecker says.

"ready? Now you might get some slime stuck in your eats and nose. Just dont vomit." Miss Pualing says before throwing the paper at the feet of wrecker.

"Vomit!? A just drank 40 bottle of bloody bo-" Before he voukd finish, the abomination portal sucked him up and sent him all the way to graves feild.

Well thats 1 down, 8 more idiots to collect." Miss Pauling says before stormin of into her small car.