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1. - I don't own neither Star Wars: The Clone Wars or Team Fortress 2. Noth these franchises belong to their respective owners. My ownership is limited only to the story itself and OC's, unless I have statement on this story that speaks otherwise. (Like: this OC is from user "X".)

2. - As a not native english speaker who writes the entire story on the phone, eventual mispeeling and grammar problems are pretty much unavoidable in long term, so better don't mention this types of problems in your reviews since I already warned you about it.

3. - If you want to make an adaptation/rewrite or just anything that can be described as your version of this story, then feel free to go! The more to read around there the merrier/better.

4. - The story begins between episodes of Star Wars: The Clore Wars titled "Destroy Malevolence" and "Rookies" from chronologic version of this series. Everything that happens in Star Wars: The Clone Wars series before mentioned point, happend also in this version of the story/timeline.

5. - Don't expect me to write wide and long describtions of weapons, characters, events, planets, etc. If you want to learn about specific place then I recommend you searching it on the internet, it's not hard y'know? (Unless it's OC or scene is written outside narrator perspective, then the describtions are put in.).

6. - Story is rated M because it's Tf2 and since Star Wars: The Clone Wars also has some dark scenes that aren't really ment for younger audience, I also am respectful towards the community guidelines and don't enjoy unnecessary risks.

7. - Upload frequency on this story will be rather low, that is due to priamry importance of other stories I'm currently writing and my general idea of making this specific story as actually good quality-wise as possible.

If you have read this points, then I welcome you to read the story!


"Ugh, I cannot believe this!" Scout whined from the side when I get up from the ground, all parts of my body hurting like never.

"Merde... Where the hell are we?" I asked myself, looking around endless and vast white space. The place was not only absolutely empty but also incredibely bright and white, which kinda hurt my eyes. "What was the last thing that happen before we were thrown here? If anyone remembers anything please tell." I asked again, trying to orientate in what was happening.

"I think I know, Spy." Told me Engineer, walking from my left with Heavy and Soldier. "The RED team got a brilliant idea of using Kritzkrieg and Direct Hit combo on our payload, which must have been combined with some critical malfunction in it, which throwed us out either to afterlife or into another dimension because we were all close to it." Our texan mechanical maniac explained, picking up his helmet and putting it on his bald head.

"Aye! Look at this beautiful thing!" Shouted Demoman, as he gain attention of Sniper and Pyro, pointing upwards towards the golden gate.

"It's... heaven..." Said Medic, who just arrived at the place.

"Hello Scout!" A deep voice from behind the gate said, upon which the Gates opened and revealed a God, who walked dowm the stairs to us. He was looking just as humanistic as it was expected, taking a form of elder, but happy man.

"Uh, hey God!" Responded our bostonian runner, going full on casual in conversation. "Sorry for coming so soon. There was a bug prosecution and all of that..."

"Hahaha! It's all right, your kind are a prophets after all. This stuff happens in this job after all..." God laughed, after which he changed his expression from happy to one that business negotiator makes while negotiating a big deal. "Heaven is unfortuneatley unavailable for all of you because of your... Early arrival." He said, earning a growl from Soldier. "But... I have a offer for you, Scout." He said, turning his attention back to his choosen one. "You can either walk into heaven as I promised your kind back in old times, or you and your eight pals can have a second life and have a adventure in another universe, with no RED team to give you the full pain of existance and my help on the start as recompensation for RED team and unavailable heaven. What do you choose?" He presented his choice to the youngest from our group, at which he winced and then maked a condident glare.

"I'm staying with my team! Now please tell us the details of new crap we will have down there." Jeremy immedieately stated, making us all suprised at the grow up of his mentality.

"All right! Here is the full set of changes you all have down there plus knowledge." God stated, before all of us were hit by a bolt of golden lightning.

"Oh!" Growled Scout."This universe is HUGE!"

"Robotics? Advanced AI? Intergalactic warfare? I already like this!" Announced Engie, making a Square dance with Demoman.

"Libery, free market and low taxes are main components of my beloved freedom! I'm in as long as I'm with Separatists! The Republic is corrupted!" Shouted Soldier, as he also witnessed the cause of us being dumped into newly described universe.

"Sacre bleu... This knowledge... Technology, worlds..." I mumbled, finally consolidating all the informations God has given us, which amked me astonished it not nearly speechelss.

"This is all there is to know down there for most of the people in the rank given to you." The almighty elder stated, giving us a large list to view. "Also, here are the balance changes so you won't die by being owned by these freaks." He said, as we all began to read the given paper.

"12000 mini-chlorians? For each one of us?" Asked Medic, having a sparkling flash in his eyes. "Wunderbar!" He commented, with a bit of crazy note in his voice.

"Batsaber is now all-class weapon and can one shot or penetrate basically anything, all weapons available for us at once and any time, and we can swap them whenever we like, even dual-wield them. Hmph, good stuff." Said Heavy, reading out loud another part of the script.

"We will be BLU team as one of units within the Confederacy of Independent Systems? That's a relief." Said Sniper, earning a muffled approval from the Pyro.


"Ok God, it seems we all know what to do now, anything else you want to tell us before new adventure? Scout asked the God after he and his team have readed whole pack of balance changes given to them for new journey.

"Hahaha! Sure I have one thing." Said God, before his face zoomed up to nine gifted mercenaries. "Do your best, be the best and behave like the best should, but not like the best want." He said before snapping his fingers, which caused the void te went haywire from ammount of white lightning and other visual effects too exclusive for me (Narrator) to describe.

" Incomiiiing!" Yelled Soldier, as whole group crashed into the floor of Count Dooku's office that was placed in his palace at his homeworld of Serenno , being send all across the floor in 3x3 pattern, as if they played tic tac toe with themselves instead of, y'know, anything viable for it.


"This arrival is unexpected, but I know even powerful Sith couldn't make this type of entreance" I thought, as I watched nine humans rise up on their feet after being thrown out from a portal that closed right after them. "Guards! Stop and don't attack until they try to harm me!" I commanded to my four magnaguards who already tried to walk up to newcommers, which was their duty. "Welcome to all of you, I hope you can provide me a viable explenation." I said, as I walked closer to strangers, with magnaguards staying on their positions. Using the time for them to organize, I decided to use my time for recognization who they could be. The first thing I saw was that they all were wearing blue bright blue uniforms, which is rare enough to sugesst that they were members of the same group. They also had various physical and bisible valors that gave me hints about them having a various specialisations within the combat, which was sugessted by mostly militarny clothing and rather uniquely shaped lightsabers at their disposal.

"Boys, leave it to Spy. He's the most elegant of us all." Said the fat one to the rest of group, to which they obeyed and let their memeber with bacalava and elegant suit do the talking.

"Sir, here is the explemation..." Begin the masked man, as he started his story.

(Five minutes later.)

"So,to sum it up." I said, making my hands in a pyramid as I sit at my desk. "You want to join CIS in a rank of commanders, taking forces assigned to you in collective management of nine people in command?" I asked them, letting my doubtful approach be visible.

"Almost correct, my overlord." Pleaded me one of the so BLU team members knowm as Medic. "We do want to serve for freedom and equality of Outer Rim in a rank of commanders, but we do request only assimgment of forces that would be given to single person on this rank. Not more, not less." He clarified his will, which gave me sudden idea for checking whenever they were worth it or not.

"I think I have an answer that should satisfy all of us." I said, activating holographic display on my desk, which showed up the map of entire galaxy. "I'm granting you the position of the commanders within the Separatist forces and giving you the first mission." I said, picking one of the planets in far northwest of the galaxy. "Your first mission will be making sure that planet of Mirial will be staying at the separatist side during the conflict. Having stabilized situation at the back will help us significantly since existance of the Republic forces at Bonandar is a big issue that needs to be at least partially neutralized." I said, explaining Importance of the mission to my new officers. "Forces assigned to your group are one Munificent-class frigate with the crew and 10 000 B1 battle droids, we can't agive you more because of unfortunate situation on other fronts, unexpected nature of your arrival and lack of free available forces in the nearest region. Are you acceptant to that?" I asked the group, to which they exchanged between themselves nods and positive looks.

"We'll do it, Count! You can count on us!" Proclaimed so called Soldier, making a perfectly formal salute while still being in helmet.

"Excellent, meeting dismissed." I said, turning around on my chair, hearing the group walk outside of the room, chatting about whole conversation in a good way.

"I do hope that Darth Sidious will like this." I said to myself after hearing the doors being closed. "They look rather strange, but force tells me they will be very needed for Separatists in a long term..."


"All right then. Now that we maked celebrating comments, how about we find our ship?" Asked Spy, as usual being the reasonable one in the group.

"Sir! This unit is ready for action and at your disposal." Mercenaries were approached by a single B1 battle droid, who came directly from the landing zone where lone Munificent-class ship was resting.

"Excellent, lead us to the ship and we can begin preparations. Our destination is planet of Mirial." Spy said, taking care of most urgent formality.

"Roger, roger." Answered droid, as whole group followed after him to the ship.

"Since we have a while mates, let's split up our responsibilities." Said Sniper, takin his turn to speak.

"Good idea, Mundy. I'll take job of talking and negotiating." Said Spy, bringing to himself the role no one else was suitable for.

"I'm taking part of mainenance, modifications, generally speaking mechanical stuff." Added Engineer, getting hold of his favourite job.

"I'm going to train these robots in no way anyone done before!" Proclaimed Soldier, to which rest nodded, knowing that this was argueably best job he could be given.

"Heavy and I can take on ourselves strategy and planning. We are both smarter than you think." Said Sniper, to which Heavy nodded with a smirk.

"Demoman, Scout, Pyro. You're going to be our frontliners. You're all three good at this." Said Spy, getting "Yeah!", "Oh hell yes!" and "Hudda, hudda!" as their respective answers.

"And I'm going to provide medical care as always." Said Medic, to which everyone agreed without need to speak.

"Now that we have it over with, let's call this ship." Said Spy, doing his goddamn job.

"How about Badwater?" Asked Demo, taking a sip of whiskey he somehow still had with himself.

"It's too inclusive if you ask me, Munificents are a bit common after all." Disagreed Scout, as whole group finally enter the ship via and now were passing throu corridors on lowest level.

"Then maybe Dustbowl... 1?" Asked Engie, having an idea in his mind.

"Dustbowl 1 seems decent." Agreed Soldier, giving the rest the control look, to which all mercs agreed. "In that case Dustbowl 1 it is! Now let's go to do our jobs! Having only little use of the ship's capacity will help us do our jobs." He said, having a moment of pure genius in his head.

"In that case, let's go do our jobs. Start the engines and departure!" Spy said, closing the case and giving new order to the droids as mercs went in their own directions.

"Hey, guys." Scout said to Demo and Pyro as they went searching for a free time activities.

"What?"/"Hudda?" They asked him.

"I have a feelin this is going to be great." He said, picking up his batsaber and spinning it in his hand without turning it on.

"Welp, it deserves a drink!" Said Demoman in response, going back to his alcohol.

"Mhmph!" Agreed Pyro, making a happy muffle under his gas mask.


(Timeskip to the moment when BLU team arrived in this universe.)

"Disturbance in the force I feel." Said Grand Master Yoda as he started behind the glass windows in the High Council Tower within the Jedi Temple on Coursant onto the unusually clear view of the blu sky, which was rather unusual on this highly urbanized planet.

"Master Yoda, is something wrong?" He suddenly heared a deep voice of another Jedi Master, friend and fellow council member known as Plo Konn, who was standing behind him at the opposite side of the room.

"Hmm. The dark side, with light side is mixed." Old master said, staring at the empty sky. "Forces tells me it's bad, but also that it's good." He added after a short while, closing his eyes.

"Future is always unpredictable and mysterious. May the force be with us." Commented Kel Dorian jedi, making a long sigh after the sentence.