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Chapter 1: Chaos in the base

The heat was unbearable as the sun was beating down Deviant City. The citizens had their fans or air containers on to cool down to prevent heat stroke.

But some weren’t lucky at the Northern section of the city.

Citten fan herself with her hat as she sat in her lookout den. The fan was broken, making the room sweltering. “I need to get Dave to fix the fan after my shift is over,” she said silently to herself. Grabbing her sniper rifle, she looks through the scope to look for any enemies.

In her sight was a fat troll lumbering outside the city walls. Smiling, she cocks her gun as she was about to take out the intruder with a head shot.

A loud crash from below her caused the sniper to miss her target as screams were heard. “That cat stole my lunch!”
“Damn it!” Putting her gun away, Citten opens the trap door to see what’s going on inside the base.

“Angry, calm down!” shouted Dave as his zombie tries to restrain the man, only to be dragged across the room while the others look on.

Citten enters the lunchroom to witness the scene. “What’s going on?”
“Your cat stole ReallyAngry’s lunch,” Sarah answered. “Namely his banana,”

The two women watch the black and white cat running towards them, holding the fruit in her mouth. The cat hid behind her owner as Angry stomps his way to them. “That cat is in a lot of trouble for doing that!” he yelled.
“Easy there, Spunky is always like that when I got her.” Citten said to him, trying to calm him down. “She has an odd habit for taking food.”
“If she does it again, she’ll be target practice!” Growling, he walks away from them.

Sighing, Citten picks up her cat and takes the banana out of her mouth. “You better learn not to take food from people, namely ones with anger management problems.” Looking down, she sees Dave picking himself up from the ground. “You okay?”
“Yeah, just dirty but all right.” He replied with a smile on his sock face. “Need any help?”
“Yeah, my fan died on me when I was doing my shift. Can you fix it for me?”
“Sure, just get it and place it in my workshop.”
“Thanks.”

“Well this just sucks,” MulletMan said to Bagshot. “The council promises me that there will be women with huge breasts here but all I got is a borderline sausage fest with only three girls here!”
“And you got your a** handed to them when you try to hit on them.” said the Clefairy. “And soon, we’ll be getting our spy.”
“Let’s hope this one is a woman…” the soldier mutter. “If this is another guy, I’m heading off to the strip club.”

Hours went by as the team took their shifts, only to be bored from the lack of activity from any denizens of Bandemonium. As the sun sets, they all went back inside the base to rest and give their report to the High Council.

Taking off her gasmask, Sarah goes into the control room to contact the council. “Anyone there?” she asked. “I repeat, is anyone there?”
“Vynnx here, any updates from the attacks?” a man from the radio asked.
“No attacks in the North section, same with the West section. How’s it going?”
“Nothing much but I got some news from the council: they’re sending the spy to you guys tomorrow afternoon”
“That’s great! You got the profile and photo of the new recruit?”
“I’m sending the fax to you now.” he replied. “The spy is an odd looking fellow but I think he can be good for you.”

The sounds of the fax machine started up as the information begin to be faxed. Moments after it was finished, Sarah takes the paper to read it, only to do a double take. “Vynnx, is this information for real or am I seeing things?”
“It’s real. I’m surprised that they pick a guy like him. As if you guys weren’t weirder than before…”
“I’ll have Doc pick him up from the train station tomorrow. We’ll give you guys more updates after that.”
“Roger.” Vynnx replied. “And one more thing, the council wants you to keep an eye on Bagshot so he doesn’t harass the spy, got it?”
“Got it, see ya later.” Turning off the radio, Sarah ran her fingers in her hair as she looks at the profile paper. “The introduction is going to be VERY awkward.”

Chapter 3: The spy’s a vampire!

“I can’t believe it,” Bagshot said as he rubs his temples to ease the headache. “I can’t believe the council sends us a ******** vampire wannabe as our spy.” he then looks at Sarah. “And you know him and you didn’t told us about it?”
“I don’t want the whole base thrown into drama but now thanks to you, Don has to explain the whole deal about himself.” she replied. “You should have stay away from him as we told you to.”

“Can I ask a question? What the hell is going on here?” Mullet asked.
“If you haven’t guessed, Bagshotrow has a strong dislike of people who think they’re fictional creatures or ‘Otherkin’ as they call themselves. Since Don is well…a vampire, this will be rough for Baggy here to work with him. And this isn’t the first time they met.”
“What do you mean?”
“When Don came to Deviant City, Bagshot stumble across him and started to harass him outside his home. Funny thing about it that Don is used to getting poke fun of when he was young that he doesn’t snap at his harassers, he just blocks them out of his head with ease.”

“And how did you know all of that?” Don asked her.
“I was quietly watching the events from a few feet away from your building.” she answered. “And most of the time when you were out, I set up a couple of harmless traps to rid the harassers.”
“Well that explains why the two guys were hanging upside down at my doorstep when I woke up…” Getting up from his chair, Don fixes his scarf. “So now that my secret is out, I might as well meet the others and go to my room.”
“And now that I know our new team member is another guy, I’ll be heading to the strip club to see some tits. I’ll be back for dinner.” MulletMan salutes them before he heads out the door.

Don looks at Sarah. “I’m going to be meeting some people just like him, aren’t I?”
“People who are obsess with breasts or just plain weird?”
“The weird part,”
“…Yeah, you will.”

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“A vampire you say?” Dave said to Doctor Bollocks as he was working on the sentry gun.
The doctor nodded. “You heard it right with your own earz.”
“And to think of having me as an Engineer was just odd. And I just heard Bagshot’s scream from here.”
“I think EVERYONE heard it and be wondering vhat was that all about. And tomorrow I’ll be presenting the team with their weapons and you presenting the sentry guns and support gear.” Bollocks said with a happy expression in his eyes. “Finally, I can show my inventions to ze group and test them out!”
“By the way, how did the weapons worked out?”
“Good, none of them exploded like last time.”
“Let’s hope they don’t blow up on the presentation…” Dave’s zombie groaned as it finishes the final touches on the gun. “Well, I’ll see you later Doctor B, I got a lot of work to do.”
“You too,”

Chapter 5: They look unarmed (until they set your scout on fire…)

Entering the locker room, Sarah was greeted by the sight of her team mates gearing up. “So what’s going on?”
“We have a sighting at a farm from outside the city walls,” Citten said as she straps her rifle on her back. “From what I’ve heard, we got trolls hiding out at that area.”
“Finally, I was about to lose my mind from the lack of action.” Grabbing her clothes, she heads off to change. “I’ll meet you guys at the truck when I get dressed.”

Don opens his locker and takes out a brownish-red colored suit and matching mask. “What is this?”
“Your work clothes,” answer Mullet.
“I am not wearing this, doesn’t fit me at all.”
“Tough titty, wear the damn thing!”
“But thankfully for me, I have brought my own work clothes…” Grabbing his suitcase, he opens it to reveal a black suit.

“Lovely set you got there, does it match your coffin you sleep in?” Bagshotrow asked as he looks at the suit.
“At least I don’t spend hours grooming myself and check my hair for fleas.” Don retorted back at the pokemon. “And by the way, I saw your little present you left on my door, very funny.”
“What was it?” MulletMan asked. Out of his suitcase, Don pulls out a string of garlic. Looking at the garlic, he looks at Bagshot. “Care to explain this?”
“Hey, it was a harmless joke, honest!” he said, holding up his hands in defense.
“But it’s not funny to me at all.” Tossing the garlic to Bagshot, Don takes his suit and leaves to change.
“Seriously, that guy has no sense of humor when it comes to vampire jokes…” mutter the Clefairy.

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The back of the pickup truck was packed as the seven team mates were holding on as Bollocks drove to the location (along with Citten). Moon was tapping her foot with impatience. “How much longer?”
“Don’t know, try to be calm and save your energy for the battle.” Dave said to her.
“Listen sock boy; I’ve been drinking four cans of Red Bull before we left so don’t piss me off unless you’ll be my first victim.”

“Moon, save it for the battle,” Sarah said to her in a stern voice. “The last thing we need is a fight in the truck.” Looking at the others, she spots Bagshot and Don, glaring at one another. “What is with you two?”
“Our spy here is mad at me for leaving garlic at his door last night.” Bagshot explained. “He thinks it wasn’t funny.”
“Because it was tasteless,” said Don.
“Oh, I’m so very sorry for doing that. Did you want me to leave a wooden stake or silver cross next time?”
“Do that and I’ll put you in a pokeball so I don’t have to be bother by you again.”
Getting up from his spot, Bagshot growled at him. “You want a fight?”
“Bagshot, stop it.” Sarah ordered.
Don closed his eyes and lowers his head a bit. “I’m not going to fight you right now, we’re on a mission.”
“So you’re just going to puss out on me? Figures that you’re a coward.” Feeling a hand on his arm, he turns around to see Sarah. Her peaceful, fun loving self was replaced with a dead serious expression.
“Sit down, shut up and stop harassing him. NOW.” she said with a tone that matched her expression.
Growling, he sits down as he was told to and kept his mouth shut. Don looked at Sarah and smiled a bit. “Thanks.”
She nodded her head to him. “You’re welcome, he was getting on my last nerve and someone had to tell him off.”

The truck started to slow down as the doctor shuts off the engine. Sticking his head out of the window, he looks at the others. “Everyone off, we’re at the farm.”

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Reaching the hill, the team looks down at the farmland below them. “So this is the place the council told us?” Moon asked.
“Correct,” Citten replied. “Let me check for any enemies before we head down.” Using the scope of her rifle, she scans the area for enemies or traps. “Hmmm, I don’t see anything. This could be a bad sign…”

“So what do we do?” asked Bollocks.
“I suggest that we head down to the unguarded barn and get a closer look.” said Don. “Angry, watch out our backs,”

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ReallyAngry scans the inside of the barn and signals the others to come in. Dave puts down his tool box as he starts to get ready to use his equipment. Moon ran into the building, leaving a trail of dirt and dust in her wake.
“Moon, slow down, we can’t have the trolls find out that we’re here.” Dave said to her.
“Come on slow poke, can I at least warm my legs up for this?”
“And get us all killed? No thanks.”

Citten and Sarah hid behind some crates as they look out to see the back of the farm house facing them. Using her scope again, the anthromorphic cat got a better view of it. “All right, from what I’m seeing from the windows, it looks like we have at least seven of them in the house. Three in the second floor on the left and four in the first floor in the kitchen,”
“Are they armed?” asked Sarah.
“Can’t say that they do but I think I could get a better look up on the roof.”

“Screw the roof; I’ll check it out myself!” Moon said as she turns on her mike and headset.
“But…” Dave was cut off as she ran out of the barn. “Moon, come back!”
“Forget it; she’s going to do it.” Bollocks said to him. Turning on his com, he starts to speak to her. “Moon, what do you see?”

“Nothing but an old house with the lights on,” she answers back. “But I can see the trolls going about their business.”
“Are there any weapons outside?”
“Let me see…Nope, I don’t see any of them, same with the front porch.”
“Moon, you have to come here before they hear or see you.”
“All they’ll see is a blur, nothing more. Whoa...”
“What is it?”
“The cellar door is open. I’m going to go in and see if they have anything good in there.”

Turning on her com, Sarah begins to talk. “Don’t go in there, it could be a trap!”
“Aw come on, what’s the worse it could happen? Don’t be a worrywart about me; I can take care of myself.”
“Moon, MOON! Damn it, she cut me off…”
“How can you tell it could be a trap?” asked Dave.
“An open cellar door where no one is keeping guard sounds like one. And I won’t be surprised if I’m right.”

The team mates suddenly heard the screams of their scout from the house, follow by the sounds of gunfire. Inside the house, the trolls were running about as a glowing object was heading to the back door of the building. The door burst open as Moon ran out the farm house, completely on fire. The trolls got outside and kept shooting at her but she dodged their bullets as she ran off.

The team hid in the shadows, hay and crates so they wouldn’t get caught by them. A few minutes passed as they came out to see no sign of the enemy or Moon. Spitting out the straws out of his mouth, Angry came out of the hay pile. “Stupid girl almost got us caught!”
“And speaking of Moon, where is she?” Don asked.
“Behind you…” He jumped a bit as he quickly turns around to see Moon, drenched in water and burnt. “What happen in there?”
“A troll armed with a flamethrower is what happen.” she answers his question. “But lucky for me, there was a huge water puddle when I was passing by the barn to get away from them…and I need some medical attention because I think my burns look serious.”

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“You’re almost done Doc?” Moon asked as he healing her with his Medigun. The red/orange beam from the gun was restoring her skin to its normal condition.
“In a couple of minutes my young scout,” he said to her. “I’m amazed you didn’t have third degree burns.”
“Lucky me…” Looking at Sarah, she sighed. “I know what you’re about to say, ‘I told you not to go in the cellar but you did it anyway without thinking’.”
“Correct and it looks like you’ll be more careful in the future.” she replied as she ruffles her friend’s hair.
“After what happen to me, I’m thinking the same thing as well.”
“I need to ask you something, how many were in the house?”
Scratching her head, Moon tries to remember. “I think about ten or fourteen of them but I couldn’t tell because I was on fire.”
Sarah backs away from her a bit. “Sorry I asked…”

“We need to find a way to ambush them,” said MulletMan. “The troll in the cellar is keeping guard down there so maybe we can lure him out and off him while the others can go in and surprise the others.”
“That’s got to be the first non-insane idea we ever heard from you.” Angry said to him.
“And that’s the scary part.” Bagshot added.
“But first, we need bait to lure him out…” Looking over his shoulder, Mullet stares at Moon and smiled.
Seeing the smile, Moon turns pale. “Oh ******** you! ******** you right up the a**!”

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The troll was watching TV while he was guarding the cellar. The sounds of foot steps and dry grass being crushed under foot from outside snap him out his trance as the sounds kept going. Grabbing the flamethrower, he gets up and climbs upstairs to see what’s going on.

He was then greeted by the rag doll that he attacked a while ago, fully healed. “Yo, what’s up?” said Moon.
Before he could attack, he was quickly taken out by her baseball bat.

Sneaking out from the corner of the house, Don and Dave looks down at the body and then at Moon. “Good work,” Don whisper to her, trying not to alert the trolls from inside the building. “I’ll go in disguise while you and the others get ready.”
“Right, be careful in there.” said Dave.

Grabbing his disguise kit, he opens it up as a cloud of smoke surrounds him as the disguise takes form.

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Walking downstairs into the cellar, Don looked around to see for any traps or trolls. ‘Nothing but a TV and a six pack of beer. Looks like the others must still be upstairs.’ Heading up to the door, he opens it and sees that leads to the kitchen.

The trolls were playing poker while the other was cooking food for them. One of them sees him and spoke, “Hey Ron, what was that noise outside?”
Clearing his voice, Don starts to speak in a somewhat guff voice. “I thought we had a trespasser in the area but it was just an animal.”
“You sure it wasn’t the rag doll?”
“No, I found her body nearby the barn. It was burnt beyond recognition.”
“Good, one less annoying brat in our base.” said another. “We can’t have anyone of those goody two shoes grabbing our plans.”
“Plans? What plans?” Don repeated.
“I thought we told you about it…”
“I think I was lost in my own little world, can I see them again?”
“Sure, follow me.” Getting up from his chair, a fat troll got up and leads the man upstairs.

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Outside, Sarah, Dave and Bagshot were setting up the traps while Moon and Citten were keeping watch on their spy. “Okay, Don is heading up to one of the bed rooms to see what they got.” Citten reported as she looks in her scope.
“Good. When he gets them, we’re going to surprise them.” Sarah replied. “Try to take out any of them if they try to attack Don or escape.”
“Roger.”

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Opening the door, the two went into the room where a suitcase was sitting on the bed. “Here it is, have a look at it,” the fat troll said to Don.
“Thank you,” Seeing the troll heading to the dresser to check the clock, he knew he needs to take out the troll and grab the suitcase. Pulling out his knife, he carefully sneaks behind the troll and gets ready to stab him.

Only to quickly hide the knife behind his back as the fat creature turns around to face him. “Now you need to know that the double agent doesn’t want us to lose this case if those Deviant team members get their hands on it.”
“Are the plans that important?”
“Correct, if they know who our agent is, the plans to take over the city is ruined.”
“I see…” Putting his arm around the troll, the two head to the window where it’s facing the barn. “I need to say something to you.”
“What is it?”
The man gets close to his ear and whispered, “I’m really a spy.”

The troll didn’t see it coming when the knife stuck him in the back. Grabbing hold onto the curtains, he tried to pull himself to the window to escape but only to fall dead to the ground.
Reaching down to pull out the knife, he looks up at the mirror and notices something about his disguise.

All he was wearing during the cover up was a cardboard cut out with a face of the troll on it.

Don suddenly laughed and shakes his head. “I can’t believe that they can be so easily fooled by this silly thing…” Taking the mask off, he grabs his knife and suitcase. Opening the window, he waves the case to Citten to give her the signal to attack.

Seeing Don with the case, Citten turns on her com. “All right, he got it, let’s get this over with.”
“Right, get ready.” Angry loads up his gun and looks at Doctor Bollocks. “Get behind me; we can’t have you get hurt.”
“If you are injured, I’ll heal you.” he said to the man as he pulls out his Medigun.
“Then let’s go!”

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Glass shattered as a red, glowing grenade bounces across the living room, followed by an explosion. The trolls in the kitchen got up as one of their men was thrown out of the room. “What’s going on?” one of them shouted.
“It’s an ambush!”
“Let’s get out of here!”

Another grenade bounce into the kitchen as the trolls ran for their lives. Some flew out of the windows when it went off. The remaining trolls head for the backdoor and was greeted by a couple of sentry guns. “Oh shi…”
The guns lock onto them and start shooting them. Dave smiled as his machines did the work for him.

“You’re trying to get away? Not on my watch!” Moon shouted as she chases the last three down, waving her bat in the air. Gaining speed, she jumps into the air and performed an insane dive attack on one of them, taking him out.

The second troll drop dead to the ground as Citten shot him in the head. A smile appears on her lips as she got her first head shot. “Beautiful,” she whisper to herself.

The final troll ran into the barn and hid in the shadows, hoping that the team won’t find him. “It’s a little too dark in here.” said a voice behind him. “Here, let me light up the room for you.”
Turning around, he was greeted by a short woman holding a flamethrower. His screams were drowned out by the roar of the fire.

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“Wow,” utter Bollocks as he watches the gang drag the bodies into the pile. “Is that the last of them?”
“Yeah,” Bagshot replied. “I can’t believe we did all of this.”
“Me neither,” added Dave. “I’m amazed that we took out 14 trolls in one night.”
MulletMan nodded his head. “I’ll contact the council and give them the report; they’re going to have a hell of surprise when they come here for the clean up.”

Going over to Dave’s side, Don holds the mask to show it to him. “You didn’t tell me that I’ll be wearing a cardboard mask instead of a high tech outfit of some kind.”
“Didn’t the guys tell you? Trolls, n00bs, thieves or ban-evaders are easily fooled by anything, even by a piece of cardboard.” the sock puppet answer him. “And believe me, some of them are REALLY stupid to fall for anything.”

Chapter 7: A traitor in the city

The briefing room was alive with talking and morning coffee and tea as some of the team members were waiting for the high council to appear on the TV screen for a live briefing. Yawning, Moon tries to keep her eyes open but goes to sleep in an instant.

ReallyAngry slams his mug on the table, causing the scout to wake up with a scream. “Jesus, don’t do that!”
“Don’t fall asleep before the meeting!” he shouted at her.
“Well I’m sorry but I didn’t have enough sleep because the beeping of Dave’s sentry guns kept me up all night!”
“Guys, stop yelling, my head still hurts…” mutter Bagshot as he holds an icepack on his head. Across the table, Sarah also had an icepack on her head as well. “This is why I hardly drink. When will the council be on soon?”
“In a few minutes,” Bollocks said as he fixes the files and reports. “Now, iz ze translated notes here?”
Sarah holds it up in her free hand. “Yep, all fully translated for everyone to read or listen while we read it.”
“Good. Oh and I have to say, you were quite ze party animal at ze tavern last night.”
“…I was?”
Moon looks at the doctor and said, “She doesn’t remember much when she gets drunk.”
“Sorry, I didn’t know zat.” Looking at the Pyro, he waved his hand. “I’ll explain later after ze meeting.”

“All right guys, we’re getting live feed from City Hall.” Dave informed them as the TV suddenly turns itself on. Static slowly changed into a face of a masked man. The team stood up and saluted to the man. “Head Council Spyed is now live on broadcast!” MulletMan announced.
Spyed nod his head to them and spoke. “Be seated Red team. Are there any updates on the enemy plans?”
“Yes sir, we have.” getting up from her seat, Sarah opens her file that holds the notes. “The plans were in 1337 speak and it took me at least four hours to finish the translated version.”
“Can you read it for me?”
“I will.” Clearing her throat, she picks up the papers and starts to read it.

“To my newly made allies,

I wanted to say thank you for paying me the money while I help you out on trying to breach the cities’ defenses while I play along to help my so called friends of Deviant City.

The plan to attack the city is a bit delayed due to the bastards of the council making the Team Deviant project to stop you from taking over. But I have a new plan to help you out.

I’ll give you access to the hidden tunnels in the city to give a surprise attack to your enemies. While you cause enough chaos, you head to City Hall and get rid of the High Council. Do whatever you want with them, may it be torture, rape or forcing them to listen to Rick Astly until they eat their own faces.
But to do that, we must rid the Red and Blue team members before we have the fun.

I’ll give you more information once I meet you tomorrow night.

Your friend,
V”

Putting the paper down, she looks at the group with a serious expression. “What we have here is not only an attack from the banned but we also have a traitor in the city that’s helping ********,” Angry said, face turning red with anger to match his hair.
“Are you sure you didn’t misread that?” Citten ask.
Sarah shook her head. “No, I double check it and everything.”
“We have to do something, we must alert ze citizens about this!” suggested Bollocks.
“And cause a mass panic? Are you insane?” Mullet said to the medic.
“Quiet and listen up,” Spyed spoke up, shutting the two men up. “We will not alert the people about this until we find out more about it. I need you to search the city to find anyone that could be a suspect or ask them questions about anything odd in the city.”
“What about the Blue team?” ask Bagshot.
“We’ll contact them and update them about it. If there are anymore updates, contact us.”
“Yes sir,”
“Good bye and good luck.” The image went into static as Spyed shut his connection to them.

The team got out of their chairs as they head out of the room. “This is going to be a long day…” mutter Moon.
“Yeah,” Looking at Bollocks, Sarah asks him, “Now what did I do at the tavern last night?”

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“Stupid ******** job, I should’ve never taking this job in the first place.” Angry ranted as he and Bollocks walk on the streets of the city. People were busy, talking on their phones, shopping or putting up their latest art work on display.

“Now Angry, save your rage for ze battlefield,” Bollocks said to him as he gets a newspaper from the stand. “If we do have to interrogate a person, you can scare zhem until zey speak ze truth.”
“Fine, we better find a suspect or I’m going to the Complaints tavern to rant.” Turning on his com, he contacts Moon. “Hey kid, you find anything yet?”
“I chatted with some new residents at Newbie St. but I got nothing.”
“Same here at the city square, I’m about to lose it from all this searching…”
“No big surprise…”
“What did you say?!”
“Easy with your voice volume, you’re going to make me go deaf.”
“Look, just contact the others and if they don’t have any leads, have them come to the Complaints tavern.”
“Roger, over and out.”

“Mein Gott! You can’t be serious!” the doctor shouted with an angry tone in his voice.
“What is it?”
“Zey remaking Nightmare on Elm Street!” he explained to the Heavy, showing him the article on the paper. “Vat ze ******** is wrong with ze people?! Zis is an outrage! Bloody dummkopfs!”
“Doc, you’re making a scene here…”
“I don’t care if I’m making a scene, zhese people who are rebooting movie series should be shot!” Grabbing the medic, Angry drags him off the street while the people look on. “This is why I rather do this stuff alone!”

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“So how was ze search?” Bollocks asked as Citten, Sarah and Moon came into the tavern.
“Asked a lot of questions, got absolutely nothing on the way.” Citten answer back. “What did you two do?”
“Spent our hour here,” he said to her. “And I ranted about movie series being rebooted,”
“How did that went?”
“Ze bar flies tackle and paddled me. Vhy didn’t you guys tell me zat zey do that?”
“You’re new to the bar and they did that as a part of the newcomer hazing ritual.” Sarah explains.
“Vell zat explain vhy zey call me a newbie after zat…”

The door opens up as Don came into the building. “Afternoon,”
“You too,” greeted Moon. “How was your day?”
“Like all of you, I got no leads. But I did get hit on a lot by the girls.”
“You poor man…”
“Thankfully I lost them after I used the cloaking device and hid.” grabbing his cigarette case, he takes out a clove and lights it. “So now we got no leads in the city, what should we do?”
“We need to contact the Blue team to warn them about the attack plan and keep an eye on each other.” suggest Angry.
“I guess we should do that because the last thing we want to see at their base is their heads on pikes.” said Sarah.

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“Your move sock boy,”
“I’ll win this for sure.”

sbkMulletMan and Dave were in the middle of a heated battle of chess to kill the time during their lookout shift. The two were staring at the board to see which piece will be moved. They both stare at the chess board in silence, sweat running down Mullet’s face as he try to guess his opponents move.

The silence was broken when the static of the radio was heard beside them. The man jumped, his helmet obscuring his view, giving Dave the chance to move his piece to win the game. “Check mate!”
“Damn it!” Lifting his helmet up, he turns on the radio and takes the mic. “Yes?”
“It’s Spyed; I got some news for you.”
“What is it?” Dave asked.
“I tried to contact the Blue base but they’re not answering back. I have a feeling something bad happen to them. Call the team and have them go to the base to investigate.”
“Yes sir, we’ll call them.”

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Getting a call from their base, Citten turns on her com. “Yes?”
“It’s Mullet; we just got a call from Spyed. It looks like our buddies from the Blue base could be in trouble and needs you go check out what’s going on.”
“We’ll be there and contact you when we get to the base. This is Citten, over and out.”
“And the day keeps getting longer…” mutter Don as he takes a drag from his clove. Putting it out, he straightens his necktie and looks at the others. “Shall we?”

Bagshotrow was walking on the sidewalk after his failed search for leads. Cursing under his breath, he heads to the Complaints tavern to meet his team mates, only to get the door hitting him in the face. “Son of a b***h!”
“Baggy, get in the truck, we have to go to the Blue base.” Moon said to him as she heads for the vehicle.
“Now what?” he asks.
“I think we might have a problem, now get your a** in the truck!”
Growling, he stomps his way to the truck and hops into the back. “This better have a battle there because I’m in a mood to blow something up.”

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While the Red base protects the Northern and Western sections of the city, the Blue base protected the Southern and Eastern sections of it.

But when the gang got to the base, they were greeted by the aftermath of a battle. The bodies of the banned scatter about the field, the base walls covered in bullet holes. Getting out, Angry takes out his weapon and shouted, “Hey, anyone here? Is anyone all right?”

The base was silent save for the wind blowing and the engine of the truck. Shutting off the engine, Bollocks came out of the truck. “Something isn’t right here…”
Angry nodded. “Yeah, what should we do?”
“We need to go inside to see if they’re in the base.” Bagshot suggested.
“But we need to be careful; the enemy could be in there to surprise us.” Citten added as she pulls out her rifle. Getting their weapons, they got off the truck and head to the base.

The door that leads inside was blow open, leaving only an opening. Going in first, Sarah opens fire with her flamethrower to make sure no enemy was near the doorway. Seeing that the door way was clear, she gives the team the thumbs up.
They ran into the main room, weapons drawn and ready to attack. Like outside the base, the inside was enemy and litter with the bodies of the banned. “Moon, look around for any of the team mates, we’ll survey the room.” order Sarah.
“Right,” the scout ran off to the hallway, leaving the others in the room.

Spreading out, the gang looked around, trying to find any clues from the scene. “Man, this place had a hell of a fight going on before we got here…” said Citten.
“Yeah,” Don simply replied as he picks up a shell case. Putting it under his nose, he sniffs it a bit. Bagshot sees this and gave the spy a look. “What the hell are you doing?”
“To see if the smell of gun power is still fresh,” he answers back. “And it is. By my guess, this fight could have taken place an hour ago or two.”
“And you just guessed that by smelling it?”
“Pretty much, yes,”
“Man, as if you’re not more of a freak than before…”

“Hey guys, I think you should see what I found!” waving to the others from the end of the large room, Sarah was at the corner with scrap metal on the floor near her feet. As the others got over, they look down at the metal. “Do you guys know what this is?”
“Not really, nein.” said Bollocks.
“It’s the remains of a teleporter.” she said. “Two teleporters actually,”
Bending down to get a closer look of it, the doctor picks up a blown out device from the heap. “And it by ze looks of it, ze machines got sapped.”
“So what the hell happen here?” Bagshot asked.
“I guess zat ze team got attacked and during ze battle, zey must have set up ze teleporters and vent to a safe location before ze person use ze sapper.”
“But they should have placed the exit portals somewhere hidden in the base so the enemy won’t find it…” stroking her chin, Sarah looks at the others. “I don’t know about you guys but I have a feeling something isn’t right about this.”

Moon head back to the room and see the others at the corner. “What’s going on over there?”
“We’ve found the remains of two teleporters and we’re thinking something bad just happen here.” said Citten. “Did you find the team?”
“Not a trace.”
“Not even an exit teleporter?”
She shakes her head. “Nope, double checked the rooms but found nothing. But I did found something you guys need to see.”

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Entering the control room, the room was utterly destroyed. The radio was smashed to pieces, the computers covered in bullet holes and report papers all over the floor. “Damn, they really ******** this place up…” mutter Angry.
“And look at the wall.” Pointing to the wall on the right, Moon shows them written graffiti on it.

We’re in ur base, destroying ur things.

“What the hell is that even mean?” ask Don.
“Them and their lolcat speak, you how they are.” said Moon.

Sarah goes over to the wall and looks at the graffiti, mouthing the words a couple of times to try to make sense of it. “s**t, guys we have to head back to our base.”
Bollocks looked at her. “Vhy?”
“Just GO!” she shouted, running out of the room to get back to the truck.
“Sarah, what is it? Why do we need to head back?” Moon said as she ran beside her friend.
“They tricked us to coming here! We have to warn Dave and Mullet about the ambush.” Jumping into the back, she pulls out her gun to load up while the others get in. The doctor turns on the engine and drove off as fast as he can.

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The long drive back to the Red base had their adrenaline pumping, setting themselves up for the ambush. Bollocks called to the base a couple of times but got no response, fearing that their two team mates were killed. “I’m scared of vhat we’re to see at ze base.”
“I think they’re okay,” said Citten. “Knowing MulletMan, that insane nut must be mowing them down as we speak.”
“The last thing I want to see when we get to the base is one of his rockets hitting us.” Bagshot said as he held onto the side of the truck to prevent himself from falling off his seat. “I swear we need to give him a smaller helmet so he can see what the hell he’s doing.”

As they got closer, they could hear the sounds of bullets being fired, followed by explosions. “Sounds like our boys are fighting them off,” Don spoke up. “Is everyone ready?”
“I am,” Moon said as she loads her gun. “I’m ready to smash some skulls in!”
Angry cracks his knuckles. “Ready.”

Bullets wiz pass the truck as the enemy started shooting at them. The team ducked as some hit the windshield, glass shattering into the driver’s seat. Bollocks and Citten ducked in time as the bullets missed them by inches. Rolling down the right door, Citten takes out her submachine gun and fires back.

“Some of them are hiding from the ground!” shouted Bagshot. “Sneaky shits! Let’s see if they can hide from these!” Taking out his sticky launcher, he fires a couple of them on the ground as they drove by. He pulls the leaver to detonate them, blowing up the enemies. “Ha! Now let’s see you try to dodge that you little…” He didn’t finish his sentence as one of his team mates yelled out in panic and before he could turn around to see what’s going on, a blast of heat and air hit his face.

It was like as if time slow down around them as the explosion sent the truck over its back, throwing out the passengers from the back as it goes. The team members crash to the ground, knocking some of them out. The last thing Bollocks and Citten remember before blacking out was the truck landing on its back, follow by the sounds of foot steps coming their way…

Chapter 9: Split up

“Now hold still Bagshot, I need to take ze glass out.” Bollocks said to the pokemon as he uses the tweezers to pull out the glass shards off his face.
“Watch it, some of the shards are near my eye!” he shouted at the doctor. “I can’t believe that b*****d Vynnx would turn his back on the city for his own greedy needs.”
“I am very disappointed vith him as vell and look vhere ve are, stuck in ze city of ze banned vith little ammo. And vat worse zat my Medigun is destroyed from the blast.”
Bagshot sighed. “Well this is just great. Not only we’re stuck in this hellhole but I’m also stuck with Don. Makes me wish that a*****e Vynnx would teleport himself here so he put me out of misery.”
“Now zis is no time to whine. He may get on your nerves but he is very resourceful team member we have.” said Bollocks. Grabbing the bandage wrapping, he puts it on Bagshot. “Zere, all done. Lucky for you, ze glass didn’t damage your left eye zat badly but it vill take a vhile for your eye to heal.”
“Thanks doc. If you weren’t here with us, I could be blind in one eye for life if it was that bad.” Looking up, he sees Sarah and Don on the roof of the ruin building. “I hope they can find a way out of this place…

The two team mates slowly scan the hellish landscape that is Bandemonium. The city was like something out of Dante’s Inferno, only twisted and surreal. “You see any exit gates at all?” ask Sarah.
“No,” Don replies to her. “How about you, you see anything?”
“Nope, I don’t get it, how the hell did they get out of this city when there are no gates from outside?”
“It could be that they must have dug a tunnel under the city and to Deviant City.”
“Could be possible,” holding her right arm in pain; she pulls up the sleeve of her suit to look at her injury. Don looks at her with concern. “You okay?”
“Not really, no. I need to have Bollocks check my arm; I think I might have second or third degree burns.”
“You took that blast pretty hard but if it wasn’t for the flame resistant suit, you would’ve been dead.”
“Yeah, now let’s head down before we might get killed by a random thug or something.” Sarah heads down to the ladder and climbs down.

“Did you find anything up there?” Bagshot asked them as the two got off the ladder.
“No exit gates from any of the corners of the city.” answer Don. “We think they have secret tunnels hidden around these parts.”
“Let me guess, we’re going to do some walking around this place to find them?”
Sarah nodded. “Yep,”
Bagshot’s ears drooped. “God damn it…” One of his ears perked up as he heard something from behind the others. Picking up a rock, he gets ready to throw it as a small figure appears. The others turn around to see a black and white cat sitting there.

“Spunky, what are you doing here?” Sarah said as she picks up the cat.
“She must have accidentally teleported herself here vhen no one vas looking.” said Bollocks as he scratches the cat’s head. “Citten vill be worried about her. Zat is, if ve ever find her along vith ze others.”
Clearing his throat very loudly to get their attention, Bagshot gives them a look. “Are we going to stand here all day and chat or do you all wanted to get the hell out of here as much as I do?”
Nodding, Bollocks picks up his first aid kit and weapons. “Ve’re coming you impatient pink puffball.”

Picking up their weapons, the four began to walk away from the building, heading to the west. Spunky set herself down on Sarah’s left shoulder with the fuel tank supporting her so she won’t fall off.

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“God damn mother ******** assholes,” cursed Angry as he went off into a full swearing rant. “If I ever find those ******** that teleport us in this ******** dustbowl, they’ll be shitting in bags after I rip out their rectums!”
“Not right after I put them in a damn body bag,” Mullet added. “They will pay for this!”

Citten and Moon ignore the two men as they help Dave. “Oh Dave, look what they did to you…” Citten said as she looks at the damage the zombie went through. “What happen?”
“When Mullet and I were fighting, Vynnx knocked us out but my zombie was fighting back when I was out. I guess he pulled out a knife and sliced it up.” he explain.
“Do you think we could find a replacement?” suggested Moon.
“Unless you can find a zombie in the middle of nowhere,”
“Good point…”
Getting up, Citten picks up Dave and swings him over her shoulder. “We can’t hang around this place if we want to be vulture food, we need to head on out and try to find some help.”
“And what should we do while we do that?” said Dave.
“We can have Moon try to contact the others to see if they’re alive.”
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Moon said as she puts her headset on. “But we can’t leave without Roid Rage and 80’s hair band here.”
“Yeah,”

Hearing a whistle, Mullet and Angry turn to look at the girls. “What is it?” Mullet asked.
“We’re all heading out in search of help and you we can’t leave you two out here to die,” said Citten. “On our travel, Moon will be contacting the other half of our group to get any message from them.”
“You sure they’ll be alive?” said Angry.
Moon shrugs her shoulders. “They have to be if we get a message back from them.”
“Let’s just stop talking and get to walking,” Dave said to them. “We might have a chance to get help or maybe find them.”

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A few hours went by as the gang wander around Bandemonium in search for the hidden tunnels. So far, they haven’t found anything in the West section. “Well this idea went to s**t fast,” Bagshot said as he stops to rest.
Putting her flamethrower down, Sarah leans against the wall and sighed. “And I’m getting hungry.”
“I am as vell,” said Bollocks. “How’s your arm?”
“Doesn’t hurt as much after you patched it up,” she replied. “Thanks for dressing my wound by the way.”
“You' Rewillkommen,”

“Hey,” getting their attention, Don looks around a bit. Confused, Bollocks looks at the man. “Vat is it?”
“Quiet and listen,” he said, holding his hand to them to silence them. There was a brief moment of silence until Bagshot broke it. “Okay, what is it that we’re supposed to hear?”
“Normally this place would be full of sounds of people and forms of media but I don’t hear anything.” the spy explained.
“He’s right,” Sarah added. “This place is really noisy all the time but now there’s hardly a sound.”
The demoman blinked at them. “So what the hell are you saying? That everyone in the city escaped?”
“If so, zat means zat our city is in deep trouble.”

“Great, first we have a traitor, than the attacks and the upcoming infecting the main computer and now this.” Sitting down, the Clefairy takes out one of his weapons to load them. “Might as well just pull our pants down and take it in the a** because we’re screwed.”
“But if we find ze location to vhere zey escaped, we might have enough time to get back to ze city.” said Bollocks.
“But it might takes us days to find it,” Sarah said to the doctor. Suddenly, her com started to make white noise. “Huh? I must have left it on without knowing it…” Taking it out to shut it off, she stopped as she hears someone trying to contact them. “Son of a b***h, looks like our buddies are trying to get through!”
“You sure?” ask Don.
“Yeah, but I need to find a location that has a better signal…”

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Back at the desert

“Team units Medic, Pyro, Spy and Demoman, can you hear me?” Moon asked as she was contacting the others. “I repeat, can you hear me, over?”

A few minutes of white noise, a voice spoke up. “This is Demoman class Bagshotrow speaking; I can hear you loud and clear.”

Hearing his voice, Moon starts to talk. “Where the hell are you?”
“I’m in Bandemonium with the others,” he answered. “Getting a signal in this place is hard as hell.”
“How did you get the signal?”
“We have methods,”
“Hurry up, my knees are giving in!” Don’s voice is heard over the com.
“I don’t know how long we can keep up holding each other up as a human tower but my back is killing me.” Sarah replied.

“Is there anything you can tell us?” ask Moon.
“We think that the people in the city just all escaped and we’re trying to find the way out of this place,” reply the demoman. “If we can find it, we’ll try to find you guys. By the way, where are you?”
“Somewhere in a desert.” she answers his question. “We could be in Arizona…or in the Kalahari Desert. Look, we don’t know where the ******** we are but all I know that it’s hotter than the devil’s balls out here!”
“Well where ever you are, we might try to find you there if we get out of this place. It may take us a while to find the escape route but we’ll be out of here soon.” In the background, a strange noise was heard.
“Vat was zat?” Bollocks asked.
“What was what?” said Bagshot.
“It sounded like growling.”
“I hope that was my stomach…” Sarah added.
“What’s going on?” ask Citten.
“I don’t know but it sounds like its coming closer.”
“I zink zis would be ze good time to find a place and hide,” Bollocks suggested.
“Good idea,” said Don. “We better contact the others later and…” he was cut off when a roar was heard on the com, followed by a scream. “Jesus Christ!”
“RUN!”

“What’s happening over there?” Moon asked, only to hear static and roaring, follow by white noise. “Hello? Can you hear me? Damn it…I got cut off.”
“That doesn’t sound good…” said Dave. “Whatever is going on there, it looks like something is still in that hellhole.”
“And it would be a while for us to get a response from them.” Citten added. “We better keep going.”

“Hey!” From the distance, Mullet waves his arms to the trio as he ran to them. “Guys, you won’t believe what me and Angry just found.”
“Is it a town?” asked Dave.
“Close, a highway,”
“A highway?” repeated Moon.
The soldier nodded. “Yeah, while you guys were waiting around chatting on the headset, we went ahead of you and saw the road. I thought I was seeing things until I licked the pavement.”
Citten blinks at him. “…Why did you do that?”
“To make sure it was real. And it was…taste like tar and road kill.”
“That’s disgusting.”
“But than again, this is MulletMan were talking about here…” Dave said to her before he looks at Mullet. “All right, take us to the highway.”
“But before we do, we need to put you in Moon’s massager bag because the last thing we want is getting arrested for grave robbing or something.” Taking him off her back, the sniper helps him inside the bag and zips it close. “How is it in there?”
“Pretty good,” he replies in a muffled voice.
“Good than let’s go.”

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As they reached the location, they see their heavy weapons man shouting at the van driving away from him. “Come back you belching v****a! WE NEED A LIFT!”
“Scared away our first ride home?” Moon asked him.
“The b***h wouldn’t let us in because of the weapons,” he said in his usual pissed off mood. “I tried to get in but the old woman beat me with her purse and locked the doors before driving off.”
Sighing, Citten shakes her head at him. “God damn it Angry, we can’t get a ride if you do that. So when the next car comes, do not threaten them with violence or storm into a rant. Just keep your mouth shut.”
Growling he sits down on the ground and crossed his arms in anger (as usual from him). “Fine, you guys do your thing and I’ll do mine.”

Putting down their things and sitting down next to Angry, the guys stare at the highway as they waited for a car to come by. Moon looks at the others and asked, “So do you think someone will give us a lift?”
“Don’t know but we have to wait and see,” Dave replied, still in the bag.
And waited they did.

And they waited.

And waited,

And waited,

And waited,

And still, they waited (you kind of see where this is going, right?).

Hours went by as they sat near the road as the sun starts to set. Angry and Citten were about to fall asleep while Moon was fast asleep on Citten’s lap, baseball cap over her face. A car horn broke the silence (as well as waking Moon up) as a vehicle slowed down to a stop in front of them. Taking the cap off her face, Moon was greeted to a logo on the truck door.

On the door, the logo read “RED: Reliable Excavation Demolition”.

The door window slid down as the driver sticks his head out to greet them. He wore a hardhat and pair of goggles which make the others think he works as a road worker or oil driller. “Ya all need a ride?”

Chapter 11: The amazing flying demowoman

Bandemonium, just moments after losing contact with the other half of the team mates…

“Run, for ze love of Gott, RUN!” Bollocks shouted at the others as they ran for their lives. The four head into an alleyway and quickly hid behind a dumpster.

“What the ******** is that thing?!” shouted Bagshot. “I thought there was nobody here in the city!”
“Bags, quiet. You’re going to make it come here if you keep shouting.” Sarah said to him, her voice low.
“What is that thing that chased us?” he asked, now with a low voice.
“A Seeker,” she answers. “One of the nastiest predators that roam the city,”
“Why do we have to whisper?”
“They’re blind and can only rely on their hearing and sense of smell.” Hearing heavy footsteps coming, Sarah puts her finger on her lips to tell the others to be quiet.

Growling was heard as a huge shadow covers the entrance of the alley. Hearing the creature sniffing to catch their scent, follow by grunting. Bagshot looks out a bit to get a look of the creature.

Standing about ten feet tall, the hulking deformed beast tries to squeeze itself into the alleyway but failing due to its bulk. Looking at the others, he said, “He’s having a hard time getting in. At the count of three, we run to the exit to get enough time before he gets around catching us.”
“But what if it does catch up?” ask Don.
“Try to slow it down,” he replied. “Ready? On 3…2…1…GO!”

The four made a running start to the other end of the alley as the Seeker was trying to get in. Hearing their footsteps, it tries to get out as they ran out. Roaring in anger, it breaks out of the alleyway, taking out chunks of bricks. Using its long arms, it reaches up to grab hold of the edge of the building as it climbs up to the roof to chase the prey down easy.

“Draw out your weapons, it’s heading this way!” order Sarah as she takes one of the napalm grenades off her belt. Looking over her shoulder, she watches the creature jumping from roof to roof as it chases after them. The Seeker leaps off the roof and towards the four. “Scatter!”

Splitting up, they avoid being crushed by the blind monster. Bollocks was the first to fire his syringe gun at the beast. The syringes struck the flesh of its left arm. Feeling the needles into its skin, the Seeker turns his attention to the medic. “Oh shiest…” Running away from the creature, he dodges its massive arm as it swung it as a club. Hiding behind a car, Bollocks opens fire again, hitting the Seeker’s shoulder.

A grenade blast nearly sends the monster off its feet as Bagshot uses his gun. “Hey ugly, over here, I got more where that came from!”

Turning around to face the small demoman, it tries to run but stumbles a bit as its left arm suddenly became limp. “Doc, what did you put in the syringes?” ask Don.
“Some pain numbing medicine,” answer the medic. “Only ze strongest I can find.” He stops talking as he watches Bagshot being thrown across the street and hitting the car door. Peeking out of his hiding spot, he looks at the pokemon. “What happen?”
“My gun jammed and that b*****d sends me flying.” he said to the doctor.

“Reload and get out of there, it’s heading your way!” shouted Sarah as the Seeker was limping its way towards them. The two try to get out of the way as the monster was heading towards them. Bollocks and Bagshot aim their guns and ready to fire until they looked up behind the Seeker. “What the…?”

Heading towards the team and the monster like an air-dropped bomb is a figure holding something in his/her hand. “Flying Demowoman to the rescue!”

Before they could do anything, the person smashes a bottle onto the Seeker’s head, spilling beer and shattering glass into its head. The creature stumbles about, dazed from the sudden impact. Tripping over its numbed arm, it falls over to its side, inches away from Bagshot and Bollocks. Getting up from their positions, they look at the person that saved them.

Wearing the same uniform as Bagshotrow wore, she wore a blue shirt and matching pants instead of the red clothes they wore. Dusting herself off, she looks at them and said, “You all right?”
“Yeah,” replied Don. “Who are you?”
“BlauerAuss, the Blue team’s demowoman.” she answers. “And you?”
“Don, the spy for the Red team,”
“And let me guess, Vynnx send you here, didn’t he?”
He nodded. “Correct. Thanks for saving our hide and we’re glad to see a friendly face in this hellhole.”
“Me too, I thought I was hearing things when my com picked up your message until I saw you running away from that Seeker.”
“And speaking of the Seeker, we better get the hell out of here before that thing wakes up,” Bagshot said to the others.
“Good idea,” said Bollocks as he puts his weapon away.

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“This way,” Blauer said as she opens the door that leads to an old warehouse. “We’ll rest here until we head out.”

Getting into the building, they put down their weapons and sat down. Taking his cigarette case, Don takes out a clove to smoke. “So Blauer, how long have you been here?”
“Just a few several hours,” she replied. “So tell me, how did Vynnx catch you guys?”
“His goons attacked us when we return to our base,” said Sarah. “A rocket hit our truck and knocked us out and than we were teleported to different locations.”

“Now we’re trying to find a hidden tunnel or something that the Bandemonians use to escape from this city.” added Bagshot. “And so far, we got nothing.”
Looking at the Clefairy, Blauer smiled. “Well you’re going to be in for a surprise, I actually did find an exit.”
“Really, vhere is it?!” asked Bollocks.
“At the Northeastern section of the city, just a few blocks away.”
“Are you sure it’s an exit?” Sarah asked her.
“Yeah, a teleporter.” she replied. “Some of my team mates went in but me. I stayed so I can find anymore of our team. Good thing I stayed because if I didn’t save you, you’ll be screwed.”

“Finally, we can get the hell out of this place!” shouted Bagshot. Getting up, he heads for the door. “I ain’t standing around here for long; I’m itching to get home.” Before he could open the door, the sounds of a Seeker are heard outside. He quickly turns around and quietly sneaks back to the group. “Right after the Seeker is gone…” he said in a whisper.

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Ten minutes after the Seeker wonder off to another location, the five went out and fellow Blauer to the teleporter. “Sarah, can I ask you something?” ask Bollocks.
“Sure, what do you want to ask?” she said.
“You said zat you’ve been to zis city before, how did you end up in a place like zis?”
“My big mouth got me into a LOT of trouble,” she began. “I was mouthing off to a bunch of people and the morning after that, someone reported me and I was sent here.”
“How long have you stayed here?”
“24 hours. The worst 24 hours I ever went through.”
“How did you last that long without going insane?”
“Hid in one of the warehouses and wrote in a journal. You have no idea how happy I was when the city crew came back for me.”

“And after all that, you never got into trouble.” said Bagshot.
Sarah nodded. “Yep, that’s pretty much how it went.”
“Man, zat’s something…”

They stop as Blauer opens a gate that leads underground. “All right you guys, this is where it is. You got all your stuff?”
“Yeah, double checked as well.” said Bollocks.
“Then let’s go in and get the hell out of here.” Climbing into the entrance of the underground exit, Sarah grabs her flamethrower and turns it on so they can see where they’re going. “I was right about them making a tunnel exit out of this place…”

“Come on,” leading them to the tunnel, Blauer walked to location of the teleporter. The humming of the teleporter can be heard as they got close. Seeing the machine spinning on the ground, a smile appeared on Bagshot’s face. “I am glad to see this! Out of the way, I’m going in first.”
“Hey, no fair, women first!” said Sarah as she tries to move him away so she can get on the machine.
Watching the two fighting to get on, Don rolled his eyes and spoke up. “Knock it off and just get on the damn teleporter.”

Picking up the pokemon, Sarah and Bagshot get onto the teleporter pad and vanish within moments. Making the cross sign, Bollocks jumps in and hopes they’ll be in a safe location, followed by Blauer. Before he could get onto the machine, Don took out his sapper and places it on the teleporter and sets the timer for one minute so no enemy will try to escape again. Standing on the pad, he closes his eyes as he was transported out of the tunnel.

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The sounds of a soft breeze was the first thing he heard as he was teleported out of the tunnel, follow by the sounds of Bagshot swearing. Opening his eyes, Don found himself and the others in a middle of a ********!” shouted the now enraged Bagshotrow as he went on. “Just when I thought my life could suck even more, we’re in a place WORSE than Bandemonium!”

“Calm down…” Bollocks said before he gets cut off by the angry Clefairy. “Shut it, Doc! I have had it with this team! Face it, we suck as a team and we can’t find where the hell we are! ******** you guys and ******** this team.” He storms off away from them, removing the weapons off his back.

“Where are you going?” Sarah asked.
“I’m quitting this group and going my own way,” he said, now removing his uniform. “You guys can do whatever the hell you want while I’m gone.”
“But you don’t even know where you are!” shouted Don.
“So do you! And I can finally have some peace without being around a freak like you!” Waving goodbye to the group, he walks off into the desert alone.

Crossing his arms, Don mutters under his breath. “Don’t bother with him,” Sarah said to the spy. “Let him blow off steam and he’ll be back.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“When night falls, he’ll be scared out of his mind and run back to us.”
“And speaking of night, it looks like we’ll be spending the night out here until we find a way out of this place.” said Blauer as she looks at her watch. “We have at least four hours until sunset so we need to find something to use a firewood to make to keep us warm and have one of us take watch so no predators will attack us in our sleep.”

“Sounds like a plan, we better do it before the night comes.” Don said as he fixes his tie.

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The crackling of the camp fire filled the silence of the desert as the team rested in their camp site. The only thing they found for firewood was dead plants or animal carcasses (the first time they set a carcass on fire made the smell even worse). Taking the night shift, Don sat near the fire, revolver in hand in case any animal would attack him or his sleeping team mates. Resting beside him was Spunky, bored and hungry. Seeing the cat batting the sand out of boredom, he pets her head. “You’re not the only one. There’s nothing we can both do in this place. If we get out of this place and find the others, we can stop at a dinner and get some food. I’ll buy you some tuna on the house, would you like that?”
The cat meows at him as if to say, “I would love that!”
“I knew you would.”

Suddenly, Spunky’s ears flatten back and hissed at something in the darkness. Thinking it could be a predator, he aims his weapon. “Hey, lower your gun, it’s only me.” Stepping out of the dark was Bagshot, looking tired and dirty.

Putting his gun away, Don asked, “How was your day without us?”
“It sucked; all I did was walking until the sun went down.” Sitting down, he drops something on the ground. “I went looking for some food and all I got is scorpions.”
“How did you find your way back here?”
“Retraced my steps and saw the fire. You still have my uniform, right?”
“We do, Doc is using it as a pillow.” He points to his left, showing the green man sleeping.
“That’s good. I thought you used it for the fire.”
“Nah, we wouldn’t do because we had a feeling you’ll be back sooner or later.”

The two didn’t talk for a couple minutes as they look at the fire. Bagshotrow was the first to break the silence. “Look, I want to say I’m sorry for the garlic I strung up on your door days ago.”
Looking at the pokemon in surprise, the man asked, “Are you sure you’re not messing with me?”
“No, Sarah wanted me to apologize to you about that…”
“Did she use force to make you do this?”
“In a form of a head lock, yeah.” Bagshot replied. “Seriously, for a small woman, she’s got a snake-like vice grip on her.”

Don covers his mouth to muffle a laugh so he would not wake up his team mates. Composing himself, he smiles a bit. “Never thought she’ll do that to you, but then again, this is the same woman who made the traps,”
“I don’t get it, how is she friends with a guy like you?” he asked.
“She finds me interesting.”
Shaking his head, he grabs one of the scorpions and sat it near the flame to cook it. “Want one?”
“No thanks, I’ll pass.” said Don.
“And one more thing, you did a good job on the raid.” Bagshot said to him. “Just don’t tell the others I said that to you…”
“Your secret is safe with me.”