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Chapter 1
2 Years Later After the Blu Spy vs Red Scout Duel.
Journal Entry: XX Date , Xx pages
It’s been awhile now since joining Mann.co Red Mercenaries , shits been pretty good here after my Duel with that dam British Spy, surprisingly he has left me alone all this time after the battle as i’ve previously stated in previous pages of observations, maybe i really scared the prick, hah!
Anyways , now i feel officially like the team, a stable member and able to be myself entirely! Though when my first holiday happened , Ma gave me crap about the scar i’ve had for years since it’s the first time she seen me with it, i can’t get it past her she could tell i had it longer than i tried to play it off, dam did i get lectured and grounded for it, besides that hanging out with my Ma and Brothers for the Holiday was great! Especially with the money i got from killing Blu’s all day! Every Day! Took Ma and Brothers out to the best restraunts around! Upgraded the house a bit from shabby to proper living quarters ! Something we can be fully proud of! Just hope my Brothers don’t go wrecking it now, speaking of some of them got proper jobs and not doin no fighting no more! Even girl friends! Lucky bastards. Heh.
Though one thing i have noticed a LOT more when out battling and showin my stuff to the team, Spy seems strangely locked onto my actions, like i know i’m good looking and awesome but eugh wish he stop starring, like he trying to figure out a puzzle, to bad for him i’m a mystery no one will figure out ! The fancy pants though seems jealous of my knife skills, thought he was the best, but here he is wanting to know where i learned these awesome skills! To bad for him i ain’t outin my mentor , i ain’t no snitch to someone who saved my life dozens of times for being a stupid kid, though i admit i offered to share a tip to Spy if he share to me how he does the whole butterfly knife flip thing, i can only do the normal twirl with my knife , was a fun day and he even complimented my skills! So weird right!? Hah don’t get why i felt so happy about it, not like we close or anything, though…..guess i don’t mind hanging out with fancy pants, def won’t get too attached though, not like he is my Dad or anything.
Ah shit there goes the siren again! Time for another day of smashing skulls and bashing brains! See ya Journal!
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Scout closes up his journal with a grin , springing up from his desk and slamming the book into the drawer as he scrambled for his red shirt uniform, his hat and dog tags, then runs out the room sprinting to the lockers to grab his weapons and items for the day, checking the rounds inside his guns as he cocks the scattershot, grabs his Sandman bat and his pistol.
“Today is gonna be a wicked day!”
“Oi Scout! Get a move on Lad we rushin today before it starts stormin up a hurricane !” his fellow Red , Demoman says besides him grabbing their grenade launcher and placing his helmet on he bought to add some personal flare to uniform.
Scout grins “ Don’t ya worry ya pretty head Cyclops i’m going !” Scout laughs as he dodged a playful jab and heads to Respawn to clock in and prepare for battle meeting the rest of his teammates.
Sniper already locating prime sniper spots for himself on the Map of the base and what route is best to go with, Pyro in a corner testing their flame thrower, Medic and Heavy checking eachothers gear, Soldier and Engineer discussing plans and good ole Spy cleaning his gun the ambassador for the round.
Spy sensing Scouts gaze glances up with a raised eyebrow.
“What?”
Scout snickers “ Ya think ya can kill more Blu’s than me today?”
he challanges.
Spy stares then “Hmps…we’ll let us see shall we ? Loser does winners bidding for a week”
Scout “ Deal!”
The Administrators voice chimes.
-MISSON BEGINS IN
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