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Martin doesn’t remember anything From falling to finding himself in a hospital bed iv attached to his arm He doesn’t remember why he was falling But he remembers the face He Remembers the man in black pushing him out Waking up not able to memorize how he got there But he’s able to see On the right, wall with window On the left, a notebook with a pencil on top (mechanical one at that) But he will try to get out Maybe his friends will find him and his brother put this all behind him and get back to the creature trail.. but it’s never easy is it? Maybe it’s his fault he got in this mess if only… It hurts to remember… Why can’t he remember…. Why Why I have to… It’s ok though… he will be found Until then… I will rest for now That night he has nightmares of falling to the ground hitting with a *thud* Bleeding out, he looked up to the sky for any solace bu the only he sees were the circling vultures in the sky waiting to him to finally expire so that they feast on his corpse… but they wouldn’t eat him right? ...- ..- .-.. - ..- .-. . ... --..-- / -... . .. -. --. / --- .--. .--. --- .-. - ..- -. .. ... - .. -.-. / -.-. .-. . .- - ..- .-. . ... --..-- / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / --- ..-. - . -. / . -. --. .- --. . / .. -. / .-. .. ... -.- -.-- / -... . .... .- ...- .. --- .-. / .. ..-. / .- / .--. .-. .. -- . / --- .--. .--. --- .-. - ..- -. .. - -.-- / .- .-. .. ... . ... .-.-.- / ... --- -- . - .. -- . ... --..-- / .-- .... . -. / - .... . / .--. .-. . -.. .- - --- .-. / -. ..- -- -... . .-. ... / .- .-. . / .-.. --- .-- / --- .-. / -.. .. ... - .-. .- -.-. - . -.. --..-- / - .... . ... . / .-.. .- .-. --. . / -... .. .-. -.. ... / -- .. --. .... - / -- --- ...- . / .. -. / . .- .-. .-.. .. . .-. --..-- / .- - - . -- .--. - .. -. --. / - --- / ... -. .- - -.-. .... / -- --- .-. ... . .-.. ... / ..-. .-. --- -- / - .... . / -.- .. .-.. .-.. / -... . ..-. --- .-. . / - .... . / .--. .-. . -.. .- - --- .-. ... / .... .- ...- . / ..-. ..- .-.. .-.. -.-- / ...- .- -.-. .- - . -.. / - .... . / ... -.-. . -. . if you want to see the rest of it check out my channel https://m.youtube.com/@alexv3372/community

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Name : Martin
Last name : unknown
Was found near the town billboard

Injuries: fractured skull and legs eye bleeding

As long he stays in bed( and with my help ) he should be able to walk normally

Notes:
Can’t remember why he was falling
Does remember his name and
-his arms and hands are still working
-he can still talk but refuses to share any info

Was found by Scout and Heavy while riding the Hog ™ and they found him falling . They managed to get him onto the vehicle

Heavy kept him stable while Scout was driving , possibly braking a few traffic laws along the way…
But still, what matters is that Martin is ok and is alive

The others are not fond of our guest due to his..
Blu color scheme
But I informed them that he doesn’t pose a threat and will kept an eye on currently

I am however more curious about his.. choice of clothes
Yes the blue is a bit of red flag.. but again no threat.

It’s the vest he was wearing . It looked.. alien and it has a weird slot on the middle and gloves

Engineer is looking into it at the moment and will try with the patient recovery

 

Overall I’ve been trying to find more information about this man and yet nothing,..

Link to the original chapter
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12YEgpZ-S6VZlEbI5N7vd1bj8FMzOVFdUFlfZEjxyJu8/edit

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Day 2

So today the medic has decided to help with walking practice to help with recovery. The food was great (despite looking a little burnt) but oh well..

My legs feel weird, like jelly. The medic said it was going to be hard to adjust but maybe if we try hard enough then I’ll walk normally again

Honestly I don’t care as long as I can get back on the creature trail I’ll be fine!

After that, I saw that guy again with the mask again, peeking through the door with curiosity.

The medic just pulled him by the hand and introduced him as pyro, who worked with fire a lot as his part of the job and it was why he was wearing the mask. Pyro was quiet and then whispered something to the medic. The medic smiled then said

“Well pyro if you have something to show us, then show us”

Pyro runs out and comes back running with a folded sheet of paper in his hands leaving in my table

“Aw thanks buddy I’ll check it out later”

“Pyro did you set the kitchen on fire again?!”

Of course pyro left, leaving me alone with Medic

“Sorry about him”

“No it’s ok I’m not worried”

“So.. same thing tomorrow?”

“Yeah sure”

 

Well looks like I’ll be stuck for a while. Until then I’ll be writing in here in case somebody finds me

And at least I made a new friend

 

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“Pyro can you not sneak up on people like that and also you’re not allowed to see him at the moment”

“Mmphn”

 

“Well that’s because I’m a doctor”

“Mmmhphnhn”

“I know I know, but right now he needs to recover, so he won’t find out until then”

“What the hell are you guys talking about?”

Scout was standing there, looking like he was punched in the face(thanks to soldier)

“Scout you can’t keep challenging Soldier to a boxing match”

“I can’t stop ok?! I just.. kinda enjoy it..”

“Yes, keep saying that until all your teeth fall out beyond no return. Trust me, it’s not worth it”

….

“Is this about blue boy in there?”

“Yes”

“How many people know?”

“Well… me Pyro You and Heavy..”

“And the others?”

“They don’t know.. for now”

“But you how spy can be. That bastard could be anywhere, eavesdropping in on our conversation, waiting to jump scare us, like one of those animatronics”

“Scout come on. You know nobody knows right now”

Scout facepalms and stares at Medic with his stupid frown on hi stupid face

“How are even gonna explain this to them?”

“When the times comes”

“But when?”

“When what, Scout”

“When will it come?”

“Someday , just not today”

“Alright well, see ya !”

Medic touched Scout shoulder and turned him around

“Hold on we still need to check that bruise”

“Oh come on its not that bad”

Pyro come with me. I think someone needs some restraint..”

Mmphpm!

“What?”

“It’ll be fine, don’t worry”

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As an engineer, its always good to be aware of what you’re working with, especially in the field of fighting, rocket jumpers and of course, the constant sight of flying limbs all over the place. Oh and the jarate jars

But sometimes it’s nice to take time of from the battle to tinker the next big thing (who knows, he might build the next Time Machine)

 

KNOCK KNOCk KNOCK

“Engie, are you there? It’s me Medic”

“Come In”

The medic Wales into the room holding a particular.. item

“I need you to look into this”

He shoved him the vest? Suit? Along with a pair of oversized gloves and an IPod (blue)

“I’ll see what I can find, although I’m gonna be honest I’ve never seen this before. Do you see anything else you could find?”

“Well I found this in his possession. Probably part of this suit”

The engineer is handed some colored disks each with a black picture of a animal

“And don’t tell anyone about this, please?”

“How many people know about this?”

“Me, you scout and Heavy”

“Of course doc, trust my word”

“If you snitch your get stich, got it?!”

“Ok ok no need to get your wires in a twist”

The Medic left the room and the Enginner was now curious to see how this thing works

 

“Well aren’t you fascinating little thing..”

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4:30 am

Im not feeling sleepy so i decided to write tonight
I will admit, I don’t know about these guys. My creature pod and the suit were taken by some guy (engineer?) and is being inspected by his hand at the moment. I have to find away to get out of here. They could be working against me and probably want to hurt me, but I don’t want to jump to conclusions yet. They seem to be apprehensive, but that’s because I’m a new guy in town

Speaking of which, these guys are pretty cool and seeing them interact might help me get to know them better. All I have to do is adapt, like a coyote and maybe they’ll accept me. Or treat me like a weirdo

However, for some reason it feels like I’m being watched, like a tiger watches it’s prey and I’m pretty sure I’m the only one inside my room at the moment I’ll write in this journal later for now…

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No matter how hard Martin tries to close his eyes, he still felt like he was being watched. It was like a shadow that no matter how hard you try to avoid it, the shadow will still be there.

<< I really miss my brother. I hope he’s doing ok. Just close your eyes and you’ll be fine>>

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Martin just tried to close his eye once more before falling into a deep slumber

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“So.. how are you feeling today”

“Pretty good, but I had trouble sleeping..”

Breakfast was served in a tray. Small pancakes with toast and water. A very unusual combination but he had to eat

Martin finished his pancakes and then asked

“Do you think..”

“What?”

“I don’t know it’s just.. that night I’ve felt like I’m beings watched..”

“Oh.. that's not good. I think I might be able to help you. But before that, I think it’s time we get those legs moving, shall we?”

“Alright then. I think I’m ready to go”

“Let’s get started, shall we?”

The rest of the day, the two spent walking and trying some arm stretching, with the occasional small talk every now and then.

Sometimes they would be quiet, not saying anything.

“You know medic, I can say for certain, when it comes to animals, I’m quite the expert”

“Really? Hah! And here I thought Sniper was the animal know-it-all!”

“Well to be honest, anybody can learn about animals if they try”

“Okay then, why don’t we play a little game then?”

The medic, of course guided his patient (with the help of his walker) to the living room of the rue base

It was wide, the only furniture being a couch big enough for 3 people

2 chairs one to the left one to the right. A tv, nothing more, with a red rug and a bookshelf on the left side

Both decided on the couch, since it’s more comfortable and closer. Martin, however needed assistance with sitting down

“All right, then now we will play a game I like to call Das Fragspiel””

“The what?”

“Oh, the question game. Very simple really.I ask a question, and you try to answer”

“And vice versa?”

“Ja”

“Ok then you go first..”

“What do you do for a living?”

“Well.. I’m zoologist, meaning I work with animals

“What kind?”

Well, usually it would related from the prairies to the desert, but my favorite area of work is the ocean”

“Ah interesting.. ok now it’s my turn”

“Are you really a doctor?”

Well, this took medic by surprise, but decided to keep it cool

“Of course I’m a doctor. What do you think I am? Some murderer?!”

“No, but you look quite.. um, how do I put this gently?… violent”

“I work in a battleground, friend it’s not always sunshine and rainbows.. except for Pyro”

A silence came into the room. They just stared at each other, wondering how to keep going with this game. Martin decided to end it with a cough

“Sorry about that..but anyways since we’re at the topic of zoology, tell me, what’s your favorite animal?”

“Oh believe me, if I would answer that, we could be here forever”

“ just think about which animal you really like, the one that really caught your attention “

“Alright, my favorite animal would be the box turtle”

“I’m sorry what?”

“You don’t know what a box turtle is?”

If Medic would describe his feelings he would feel confused and flabbergasted at the existence of a box turtle

“Listen, i know what a box is and I know what a turtle looks like, but this is my first time I hear about a ‘box turtle’ “

“Well, lucky for you I think I can help you out with that.”

“How-“

“Just bring me the journal and I’ll help you”

Medic went to the room and found the journal and without thinking, he looked inside it. Seeing the entries so far, it filled him with curiosity when he saw an unusual name and the entry of 4:30 am

“Goddamit Spy, you can’t stare at people while they sleep”

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He went back with the journal in hand to see Martin, tapping his fingers on his knee, and looked scared, as if he saw a ghost.

“Martin? I got the journal”

“Oh sorry doc, just spaced out at the moment”

“Now, if you could be so kind to draw this ‘box turtle’ that you speak of”

Martin of course began to draw, to his memory, a simple box turtle, all while leaning in to the journal while erasing a few mistakes.

“And there, box turtle!”

Medic saw the drawing and looked at it confused. He then looks at Martin.

“This is a box turtle?”

“Um yeah, why?”

“I was under the assumption that the box turtle would at least.. be an actual box with a turtle shell or a turtle-shaped box”

“Well let me explain

 

“You see, unlike most turtles, they can completely close up their shell, much like a box. They have a hinged belly that can close so tightly that even an ant couldn’t get inside”

“So that’s why they’re called box turtle?”

“.Absolutely, doc! And did you know there’s at least 6 subspecies of box turtles, the genus Cuora or Pyxidea, which are the Asian box turtles, and that of the genus Terrapene, the North American box turtles.?”

Martin was happily listing of facts about turtles, meanwhile Medic was at the sink and pulled out a container that reads:

“Amberlife Pills!” The only medication for all your pains”

Disclaimer: don’t take it if you have the following:

Allergies to the ingredients

Start suffering headaches fever and chills for 7 days

Is pregnant or planning to be pregnant

Asthma

Blindness

Medic, of course knew that medication can be helpful for some patients but can be deadly if given to the wrong people. That’s why he decided to cre- modify, yes, modify them so it had a “stronger” effect.

All he had to do now was carefully slice the pill in half, put in a glass of water, stir it so it dissolves quickly, get him to drink it and that was it.

“Say, are you thirsty by any chance?”

“Yeah, you guys have water, right?”

The medic then went over with a glass of water and gave it to him

“Thanks”

Unbeknownst to Martin, he was drinking the water with the pill. His tongue felt something off about the water, but decided no to question it.

“I’m very glad we could play that game and as much I would love to keep playing with you I have to go off”

“Don’t worry i won’t bother you, doc”

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Medic helped Martin to his room and left immediately

Once again Martin was alone, slowly falling asleep unaware of a mysterious shadow just standing on the wall..

 

(Well things are getting interesting…)

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When it comes to Scout he tends to be a bit of.. a yapper

He a talker, it’s in his nature (unfortunately)
But he enjoys it. Pyro like to hang out with Scout, even though Scout can’t understand what’s Pyro saying

He likes to talk with Sniper sometimes. And sniper? He not much of a talker, but he likes to listen to him

“Think fast chucklenuts!”

One hit straight to the head and one more and he’s down for the count.

This was a life he lived by and he wouldn’t change it for the world, despite what other think

He always did want to drive but because he has no license, he needs to hitch one (either with Sniper or Heavy)

So after running a couple of errands in town (and possibly hiding a few bodies for the Blood money) Heavy was driving his Hog ™ along the road back to the base.

Being on the side seat felt humiliating, but it would be a worse fate if he drove the Hog ™
(Not to mention the last time he touched Sasha, he had to get a whole new set of finger bones and Heavy avoided him the whole time)

During these trips we would usually stare at the sky looking for any circling vultures or at least something cool. It wasn’t until he spotted.. something

He wasn’t sure if it was bird or.. whatever, he just wanted to see

“Heavy?”

“Heavy?”

It was falling from the sky and it looked like a corpse of some kind?

“What does little man want?”

“I saw something, like a giant bird, falling from the sky! I wanna see , please?”

“Alright, but under one condition”

“What’s that, pl-“

“Do 20 push-up with Soldier “

As much soldier didn’t like him, in his defense, he wasn’t thinking at the time and only accepted

“Fine let’s just go, come on!”

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It was one thing to find a dead bird, but a whole body fall straight from the sky straight on ground with some weird vest? Now that was new

“Holy shit..”

“So.. now what?”

“Well we could leave him here.. or bring him back to the base…”

“Scout are you-“

Scout only puts one finger on heavy moths,as an indication to shut up

“Relax, big guy, it’s not like he can kill us. He barely conscious and probably won’t know who he is”

“How do we bring him to the base,though?”

Solution? Put the body on the side seat, secure him tight, Scout drives and Heavy makes sure not to loose more blood sneak him to the base into the med bay and answer some question

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“You know, it’s a miracle he’s still.. well alive”

“So doc.. how long will it take him to get up?”

“Well, he’ll wake up in 2 days, but thanks to my medi gun, possibly in 5 hours. Once he wakes up you have to leave”

“But doctor what about the others?”

“The others can’t know about our new guest. Maybe someday, but not now”

The Medic then stared at Scout with a long sigh asked

“Why did you decide to drive the Hog ™ after what happened last time?”

“Adrenaline was running high , it’s either leave him to rot or to the vultures, plus I promised heavy that I will do 20 push up with Soldier”

“I can confirm doctor, we did what was deemed necessary and managed not to tell anyone”

“What about his outfit?”

Scout looked confused, but then looked at Martin

He was wearing blue, his weird vest and gloves.

“I know he wearing blue, but he doesn’t look like a mercenary and frankly I got nothing against his.. hair”

“I mean the vest”

“Doctor, it doesn’t look normal, it could be a weapon.”

“Heavy we can’t jump to conclusions just yet. The sooner he wakes up, then we will have our answers”

Scout and Heavy left the room

“You know you owe Soldier those push ups”

“Aw shit, really?”

“We made the deal,I held my end and now you have to as well”

“Fine, fine I’ll do it”

“Very well”

They went their separate ways, not forgetting about today’s event

“Who the hell is this guy and why does he wear that vest?”

Only Martin has the answers

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Day 3 afternoon( continuation of 4:30 am)

It has been a while but I got to meet Medic and Pyro

Medic seems to be quite good at his job and is probably the least I need to worry about.

But the things out my window tell me otherwise

Apparently him and his friends are mercenaries, their job? Killing for money against the blue team

Pyro seems to like to set things on fire, but seems to enjoy it. As much as I would like to talk to him on why he does it
There 2 problems:

1 he’s wearing gas mask, so it’s hard to understand him.

2 when I asked him ‘why do you like fire so much if it just only destroys’ he went silent, left and shut the door so hard everybody possibly heard it

I’m worried I upset him and I’m worried I might end up dead meat!!

For now the only thing I can watch is how they fight in a fenzy, the limbs flying and these weird jars that have a yellow liquid ( most likely piss) being thrown at some guy with a ski mask..

I don’t get it , but hey at least they’re having fun, not being stuck in a bed with an eye bandage.

God, I really need to get out more

Is Chris still looking for me? Will he think I’m dead?

Who did this to me? Why am I here?

Why can’t I join them? Is it because of my nature?

I want answers, at least anything

For now I’ll still keep writing in here, and hopefully deal with this shadow in my room

(Why do you torture me like this why do I suffer why am I here)

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Martin was having a hard time sleeping after day 3 ever since he saw the shadow. Every night, he would close his eyes and right there in the corner of his room he would see the shadow looming over him like a demon, waiting to strike when he was most vulnerable

 

While Martin tried to occupy his mind of the shadow, he could never sleep and probably suffer from sleep deprivation

 

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“Yo what’s up”

There was Scout ,standing on the doorway with his bat and ball, blood all over his face

“Christ Man, don’t scared me like that, what, trying to give me a heart attack?!”

“No that’s Medic job”

“Why are you here then?”

 

“Just wanted to check on ya, is that
a problem?”

“Well no, but if you want to visit at least wash the blood of your face, seriously, I thought I was gonna die”

“Sorry if the sight of blood upsets you your royal highness”

“Just don’t do it again this time”

“Fine.. oh yeah, one more thing”

He throws the ball at him And catches it.

“Later”

Scout just leaves. Martin was now alone with his thoughts, with a white ball on his hands.

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9:30 pm

Tonight I catch the shadow using this white ball that Scout gave me

Basically if the ball hits the shadow

-if it hits the wall it should bounce back
-if it hits the wall but doesn’t bounce back I’m getting my ass off the bed and throw
Hands

Wish me luck

 

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Martin then proceeded to throw with as much strength as possible towards the shadow where it would hurt the most

“Ow FUCK!”

The figure fell down, now visible to Martin

“$&@&@&@?!?”

He could hear the figure swearing under his breath, but right now he wanted answers.

“Talk. NOW”

Martin got up angry, and not caring about the pain in his legs and the lack of his walker stepping on his hand that was holding a knife
as hard as he could

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“descends, s'il te plaît, pour l'amour de Dieu!”

Martin took his foot off his hand and the figure got up, patting away some invisible dust of his suit..

“You know, I wasn’t expecting you to put up a fight”

“Well.. um.. how would feel if some weird shadow was looming over you? I did it because YOU wouldn’t let me sleep!”

“Well, I’m sorry my good sir-“

Martin decides to hold the figure by the shoulder, gripping it tightly, he thought his knuckles would go white

“No, sorry is not enough. Because of you, I can’t sleep. So if you’re really sorry explain why you were watching me sleep or so help me I will send Medic over here to kick-“

“Fine, fine, I’ll talk as soon as you let go of me”

“Just answer my questions and then I’ll forgive you..”

God this was going to be a long night

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“First off, I’m sorry if we got off on the wrong foot?”

“Seriously, ‘wrong foot’?”

“Ok, not the right words I’m looking for, but I guess you deserve a proper introduction”

“Yeah, calling you shadow man would be weird”

“I go by as the Spy of this team”

“Wait, that's your name? Spy?”

“Well I do have a real name, but I’m not comfortable sharing it right now, not to mention it would break company policy..”

Martin only crossed his arms and raised his eyebrow at the Spy.

“Does that apply to me too?”

 

“Well, you are new here and we’re lacking any personal information about you ended looking like this.., so no”

“Alright well my name is Martin and.. I guessing they haven’t told you about me, haven’t they”?

“That’s why I was… doing this, to get to know our new mystery ‘guest’, perhaps he might be a threat, but… I believe that you’re not so .. terrible after all”

Spy sighs, exhausted at the fact that he was doing this for 3 nights, pulling out a cigarette from his pocket

“Hey I’m not a doctor,but you do know that you can't smoke in hospital areas, right?”

 

“Ah, my apologies”

He then puts away the cigarette and opening the door behind him said:

“I’m sorry for my actions and..”

“And?”

“Im sorry that I watched you sleep.”

“You know what? It’s fine, I forgive you ok?, no hard feelings”

“Um.. good night”

“You too”

With that, Spy closes the door behind him and was now alone in the hallway, lit up by fluorescent lights, taking in the conversation from before

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He glanced at the dark clock attached to the wall
With the bright numbers reading 10:29 pm

“Maybe.. just this once..”

 

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He takes out cigarette and lighter and managed to get some good smokes, feeling better

“Spy?”

He turned around and saw Medic standing there, arms crossed and tired

“Why are you here? And seriously? Smoking at 10:30?”

“I’m sorry, I was having a conversation with our new guest”

“So YOU are the one who’s been watching him sleep?!”

“How-“

“Read his journal. Listen, as much as I understand for wanting to know, you can’t do shit like that. He needs rest so he can recover quickly”

“Don’t worry, we talked it out after he hit me with a baseball in the family jewels and after he almost crushed my hand with his foot”

“Wait he got up?!”

“Yes?”

“In that case…”

Medic thought for a moment

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“Medic?”

“Oh sorry about that. Anyways you should go to sleep and God sake”

He took the cigarette from Spy’s hand threw it to the ground and stomped it really hard all while looking pissed.

“Don’t smoke at night! It’s bad enough that you might have a problem but I don’t want to get to the point where you need to smoke just so you can sleep at night.”

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“Alright I’m going to bed, jeez you sound like my mother”

“At least try not to do this again ok?”

And with that, Spy finally left, reaching his room and plopped into bed

“God I really need to sleep”

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Chapter Text

“Can you walk?”

“Im not sure , doc”

“Well we won’t know until we try”

This was the first time they moved to crutches, but for Martin, he was finally able to move around

“If we keep going at this rate, you’ll finally recover in no time!”

“Really?”

“But of course!”

Carefully putting the crutches beneath his arms, he slowly walked to Medic

<< just imagine your a new-born calf, that should be easy, right?>>

It was bit hard, but surely enough he could feel his legs, they were still there, sure, but he couldn’t feel the ground despite being barefoot.

“You’re almost there, friend “

He kept walking closer and closer and then..

“You did it!”

“What?”

Ok they were too close

“I.. I did it.. I DID IT!, woo hoo! Watch out world, here comes Martin Kratt!”

“Shhh, keep it down some people are trying to sleep!”

Martin slowly whispering:”

“Wooo we did it!”

“Ok now let’s try walking long distance and see how you handled it”

They were now walking down the long hallway
Each step forward feeling heavier than the next

“So what now?”

“Hm?”

“After all of this.. what do I do?”

“Well, we don’t know where you originally come from, until then you can stay with us”

“Really. You don’t mind?”

“Not really. In fact, it’s not usual that the base gets a new face. Besides, the others would really like to see you.”

 

You know, maybe staying here wasn’t so bad after all

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He sat on the couch, lifting his hands to find the journal next to him and began to write:

Day 5

So far, the medic is helping with my walking. Today, we went from a walker to crutches and I feel great, although sometimes my feet feel numb. And not to mention, everytime I drink water, it tastes weird, like there’s something in the water that’s not supposed to be there.

But, I feel like if I complain, I would sound ungrateful, so yeah….

Other than that, I found out that the shadow guy in my room is a guy named Spy. Despite his..’actions’ we talked it out and he managed to apologize. It is pretty cool that he can go invisible like that and I like the Medic, despite his.. violent nature, but I’m willing to forgive them

It’s their job after all. It’s in their nature, and it’s gonna get hard getting used to.. the violent s$&@ show that happens in their everyday lives.

I’m worried that the others have yet to find me. Do they even care that I’m gone?

They’ll find me.. hopefully…

Well there is some good news.. I made new friends Scout and Pyro

Maybe I can be friends with the other…

MEEDIC!

Or not

 

“Fuck! It’s Soldier. He’s heading this way. I need to hide you!

“Why? Does he bite?”

“No! He hates blue, and he will think you’re a spy!”

Frantically, Martin got up and walked to the kitchen near Medic and felt his hand on his shoulder

The Medic whispered

“I need you to hide in the cupboard. I will lock it so they don’t suspect a thing. Whatever you do, don’t make a sound, not even a whisper. He may not look like it, but he can hear well.”

“But-“

“Look, if it helps, jussstt… imagine playing hide and seek ok?”

Martin didn’t have time to think before he was shoved into the cupboard, hearing a weird *click*
Behind him and the only thing he could do now is breath through his nose and hopefully not get caught

Trembling, sweat on his forehead, trying to hear anything

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The Medic was standing there, looking at his trembling hands

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His mind went back to a time when he was younger.. a place he wanted to forget…

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He could hear yelling, screaming at the top of her lungs

Ẁ̶̱̭ͅh̵̟̦̮̝̉́̚͝Ÿ̵̫̃̚͘͘ ̸̮̞̩͂̅͋̀̚͘͜D̴̨̡̟͓͇̔͆̊̈́̌o̸̯̹̊̀̈́ ̸̼͔̾̍̾̃Ỹ̵̡̢̺̱̙̇͂̓́ͅŌ̸͈̗͇͍̲̅ụ̶̮̲͍̲̂̈́͂̽̔ ̷̢̳̩̈́͋̏͘͜C̴̼̑̄̑͛̇͌ȧ̶̮̳R̷̤͙̉͑͐ĕ̴̤͖̋,̵̢̼̼̱́́͐͐̈́̒ ̴̖̣̜̭̤̕̚ş̶͎̈̃Ĥ̴͔͗̚͜ḗ̵̪̣̜͖̂̎̿͜s̴̡̘̈́̽̍̿ ̴̧̖̭͕̍̔̆̾̀̆ń̷̘̫̖̒̽̐̀̀Ơ̸̝͇̭̰̓̂ͅt̴̛̲͈̱̮̏͐̕ ̸̼͓̥̠̂̐̌͝Ȓ̶̰͙̯̮̯̎͊ͅè̵̦̰̑́A̷̱̪͚̣̞̺̒̑l̶͙̟̣̩̰̦̈́̄̆́

He tried to forget

Curled up in a ball, covering his ears, hearing them yelling

“Honey please you’re scaring him”

“Do you think I give a flying FUCK about him?!”

Glass shatter, more screaming

Why did dad have to suffer? Why did he stay with that.. woman?

W̸̹̰͒̓̎ẖ̸̹͍̦̖͌͑̍̉͝Y̵̰̬͈̼͔̔͒̕ ̶̟̻̥͎̮̅̚D̷̫̤̿ṓ̶͎͚͖͌̋E̴̢̝͝S̶̟̙͍̬͚̉ ̸̤̣̭̓̊ͅS̷̙̃h̴̗̫̣̊̓̓͜e̶̮̣͕͓͌̚ ̵̫͈̟̻̈́̽͐̈́H̸͉͓́̌̌̊͝U̵̧̝̘̲̭̽̕r̴̡̘̺̜̈́̚t̶̙͐Ş̸̻̱̆̿ ̵͚̙̯̠̐͜Û̵̱́̅͌̀s̷͙͎̈̓͑́

“This has gone far enough, Sheila! We can’t keep doing this, and I can’t keep up with this!!”

“You wanted this job!”

“For us! I don’t work at a hospital just so you can get drunk while watching our kid, he is our responsibility!”

“Just give me the cash!”

*CRASH*

S̶̛͚̫͇̝h̷̨̬̽̃͗e̸͈͑͋ ̷̗̊w̴͔̫͆͛̄i̶͓͎͍̠͗̈̉l̴̛͖̰̣̟͛̌͠l̸̞͓̚ ̸͎̿̅̿p̶̫̅̂a̷̞̠͋̒̔ý̸̧̤͘͠ ̸͖̬̦̗͘
̷̮͂̃̍
̵̫͉̐͆̍͠Ş̵̜̳͙͆̈́̚H̷̡̀͊͋ḛ̵̫͆̐ ̵̧̙̺̯̔W̵̨̹̙̄͠ǐ̴̫̬̃ͅL̸̹̜͎̀̊̉͜L̵̢͉̖̓ ̶̩̐S̸̩͕̐͒̀u̶̡̬̖̘̽͝͠F̵̻̙̺̀͐F̶̭̽̈̾̾ȩ̶̒̓͝ͅR̴̺̿́̓

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“Medic?”

Oh it’s Soldier

“Are you alright?”

Well, his hands stopped shaking, and he’s not there anymore.. so..

“Im fine, Mein amerikanischer Freund! Just.. fine..”

Soldier’s face of concern said otherwise, hesitating to hold the Medic’s shoulder

“Doc, you were shaking like a leaf, pale, and you looked like you saw a Ghost!”

“It’s alright, no ghosts here”

Soldier sighed of relief.

“Listen doc, there’s something I need to ask you. Did you hear anything.. weird this morning?”

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“Oh, what are you talking about my good friend”

“Just today, at approximately 8:35 am, the whole Base was awaken by a loud scream”

“What did it say?”

Watch out world, here comes Martin Kratt!” “Or something along the lines off that”

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“Hmmm… well, I’m sorry soldier but it appears none of that came to my mind”

“So, just to be clear, you didn’t hear that?”

“No, none of it, slept right through it”

Soldier whistles for a while and looked behind Medic

“What’s with the crutches over there?”

“What are you talking about?”

Medic turns around and finds the crutches they were using tossed to the ground. He looked surprised, but collected himself.

“Wow! I didn’t notice those there! Thank you for bringing that to my attention”

“It’s my pleasure. Now if you’ll excuse, I need to keep my eye on someone who owes me 20 push ups! And someone here needs to keep their men in shape if they want to win this round!”

“Have fun!”

“Yeah you too..”

Soldier leaves the room, marching forward. Finally alone, Medic unlocks the cupboard. Martin comes out stumbling and breathing like crazy.

“God that some intense game of hide and seek I’ve ever played in my entire life!”

“Sorry, I had to do it. There was no other choice.”

“Is he always like that?”

“Shouting, screaming, and patriotic? Yes, but he has his heart.. in the right place mind you.”

“It’s usually quite rare to see him there for me..”

Martin wobbled over to Medic, who was standing at the kitchen counter, and holding onto his shoulder:

“Medic, are you ok? I saw through the hole and you were shaking like a leaf and looked lost in thought.. is that.. normal?”

“Oh don’t worry about it, friend! It sometimes happens to the best of us.

 

“Medic, your hands were shaking and you were crying. I don’t think you were lost in thought”

 

Medic looked at Martin and sighed and had fingers massaging his temples

“Sorry about.. that.. it was a reaction to.. it took me by suprise, that’s all”

“Alright, if you want you can head to your med bay. I can walk by myself.”

“Really? Are you sure you don’t need help getting back to your room?”

“Nah I’ll be fine”

“Alright. If you need me, I’ll be in my.. medical office. Good day”

They went their separate ways. Martin to the right and Medic to the left

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“Sohn? Sohn? Steh auf”

“Papa?”

“Get up we’re leaving this hellhole. Pack anything you need. The rest of our stuff is in our car”

“Yes papa”

Pulling a suitcase underneath the bed, they were about to leave when..

He saw the wound

 

“Son! You have something on your forehead! Are you.. ok?”

“I do?”

He felt his forehead, and when he looked at his fingers, they were covered in blood.

“Don’t worry about that, what matters is that we leave, right?”

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We aRe FrEe

Both men tiptoed quietly to the front door when

“Papa wait. One more thing”

He pulls out 2 pills , a pink bottle and a note

 

‘Went to get groceries, back at 10:30’

“She won’t notice we’re gone, and the pills are supposed to help with the hangover, plus the bottle has a secret ‘ingredient’ “

He leaves it all at the counter

“Now we can leave”

Pulling the door slowly and shutting it the same, they get into the car, and drive out into the night

“Where are we going, papa?”

“We.. are going to to see Oma Selma.”

“Yay!”

Y̶̢̙͎̓ǐ̴̙̖̞̘̺̦͎̳̥̆̈́̍̑̿͝p̷̫̬̱͈̪͙̥̘̹̈́͗͌̄̈͆̽͝͠p̷̛̦̹̮̺̗̭͉̈́̊̀͘͝͝ẻ̶͚̫͔͐̈̓e̷̢̜͍̲͒͗͛͂̂̿͝

<< hopefully she won’t ask too many question>>>

As they drove, he looked back at his son, who was staring out the car window and noticed the bandage on his forehead

 

“Where did you-“

“Front pocket. I disinfected the wound and had the bandaid in my pocket the whole time”

“You did all by yourself?!”

“Jab. I’ve learned if from you,dad”

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“Look.. kid. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect when mo- Sheila gets violent.. I’m sorry..”

“It’s ok! I promise to keep you safe!”

He flashed his teeth
Showing the gap in between the teeth

 

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P̴͈̼̰͎̟̉̊́ͅą̵̲̠̙̤̬̟̊̈̅̎P̶̢͇͕͇͒̀͂̀͐̀͛a̵̜̝̪͙̳͚͒̄̄̊̈́̆͝
̷̰̳͔̤̣̅͛̇ͅI̷̜̒͂̀̿͘͠s̵̺̗͉̳̟̗̬͆͋̀̋̑ ̸͓̭̦͈̗̭̲̳̋̓̏͌͠S̴̬͓̬̬̓a̶̛̱̣̥͓͆̆́͘͝͝F̷̳̰̜͖͖̥̝͌e̶͇̔͌
̵̻̦̫̟͍͂͑̌́͝ͅͅͅ

 

P̵̨̖̝͕̐ȁ̵͚̺͒̿P̷̯̙͈̽a̸͓͗̉̾̏͜
̴̻̹̦͗̑̅͂Ǐ̷̢͈̥̐̕͘s̶̭̣̝̜̏̔͐͑ ̴̎͑͌̽ͅP̷̢͊̿̔̚r̸̭͎̜̱̃͐̿̍ò̸͕̳̳̲̊U̷̯̥̹̜̿̓d̶̛̺̑̀͝ ̷̨̡͇̒̐̐̔O̸̦̘̖͕̅̔̊f̵̟̟̊͒̀̆ ̴̧͇͂̅͌̎Ŷ̴͔̹͐̅Ơ̴̝̇U̵̧̪̟̫̿͌̌͝

M̷̲̤͊̋͆͐͜â̸͉̭͉͂̚m̷̩̳̆̈͠͝a̵̡͎̓̒ ̸̮̼̙̰̊i̴̡͠ş̶̛̦̖̅̚ ̶̪̫̃͝d̸̺̄̆̓ē̴̲̊̚͝ͅa̷̠͇̞̎̒͘d̵̼̿͊͝ ̷̡̜̠̔t̷̢̅̂́ỏ̸͎͍̦̜ ̶̘̈̃u̷͖̘̻͊̕͠s̴̗̔̔͒ ̶̛̯͍̜́̉

P̶̗̥̈́̏͝ą̵̡͔͇̟̭̩͌͛́͑͆̅̏̕p̶͉̒̀̉̇̈́̈́͋͂̈́͘͝͝ȧ̷̢̺̳̺̞͔̻͗ ̴̛̟̱̤̖͔̤̦̖́͛͋̽̕ị̴̛̩̜̠͔͛̀̃̽̍ş̸͓̘̏͛̂͒̈͜ ̶͉̬̈̄́̽̊̋̇̋̎̔̀̇ṕ̷̨̙͕̜̮̠̯̦̮͙͜ŕ̷̢̡͚̝̣̙͓̬͍̜͉͉̞͔͊ǫ̶̢̣̠̞̭̰̔̊̓̕ų̷̧̤̥̹̭͓̤̺̘̼̳̍͝ḓ̷̘͍͉̆̑̊̊̀̈́̋̈́̕̚̕͝ ̷̨̨̢̤̠̲̥̗͎͌̈́̂͊̚̕͘̕͝͝ͅͅo̷̧̨̪̜͔̫̣̠͖͔̙̖͍̔̑f̴̨̛̘̭͈̠̠͍̬͚̯̮̻͍͓̪̓͠ ̵̧̡̱̯̤̞̗̣͎͔̖͇̖̹͒̃̀̾̓̇̈́̈́͆͂́̕̕ư̶̡̫̭͎̰̙̲̊͊̏͂̏͗͐̒̒͑s̶̡̯͔̤̝͈͇̬̝͉̱̝̺̃͑̉̃̓͋̋̌́̑͊͋̕͜͝

 

P̶̗̥̈́̏͝ą̵̡͔͇̟̭̩͌͛́͑͆̅̏̕p̶͉̒̀̉̇̈́̈́͋͂̈́͘͝͝ȧ̷̢̺̳̺̞͔̻͗ ̴̛̟̱̤̖͔̤̦̖́͛͋̽̕ị̴̛̩̜̠͔͛̀̃̽̍ş̸͓̘̏͛̂͒̈͜ ̶͉̬̈̄́̽̊̋̇̋̎̔̀̇ṕ̷̨̙͕̜̮̠̯̦̮͙͜ŕ̷̢̡͚̝̣̙͓̬͍̜͉͉̞͔͊ǫ̶̢̣̠̞̭̰̔̊̓̕ų̷̧̤̥̹̭͓̤̺̘̼̳̍͝ḓ̷̘͍͉̆̑̊̊̀̈́̋̈́̕̚̕͝ ̷̨̨̢̤̠̲̥̗͎͌̈́̂͊̚̕͘̕͝͝ͅͅo̷̧̨̪̜͔̫̣̠͖͔̙̖͍̔̑f̴̨̛̘̭͈̠̠͍̬͚̯̮̻͍͓̪̓͠ ̵̧̡̱̯̤̞̗̣͎͔̖͇̖̹͒̃̀̾̓̇̈́̈́͆͂́̕̕ư̶̡̫̭͎̰̙̲̊͊̏͂̏͗͐̒̒͑s̶̡̯͔̤̝͈͇̬̝͉̱̝̺̃͑̉̃̓͋̋̌́̑͊͋̕͜͝

 

P̶̗̥̈́̏͝ą̵̡͔͇̟̭̩͌͛́͑͆̅̏̕p̶͉̒̀̉̇̈́̈́͋͂̈́͘͝͝ȧ̷̢̺̳̺̞͔̻͗ ̴̛̟̱̤̖͔̤̦̖́͛͋̽̕ị̴̛̩̜̠͔͛̀̃̽̍ş̸͓̘̏͛̂͒̈͜ ̶͉̬̈̄́̽̊̋̇̋̎̔̀̇ṕ̷̨̙͕̜̮̠̯̦̮͙͜ŕ̷̢̡͚̝̣̙͓̬͍̜͉͉̞͔͊ǫ̶̢̣̠̞̭̰̔̊̓̕ų̷̧̤̥̹̭͓̤̺̘̼̳̍͝ḓ̷̘͍͉̆̑̊̊̀̈́̋̈́̕̚̕͝ ̷̨̨̢̤̠̲̥̗͎͌̈́̂͊̚̕͘̕͝͝ͅͅo̷̧̨̪̜͔̫̣̠͖͔̙̖͍̔̑f̴̨̛̘̭͈̠̠͍̬͚̯̮̻͍͓̪̓͠ ̵̧̡̱̯̤̞̗̣͎͔̖͇̖̹͒̃̀̾̓̇̈́̈́͆͂́̕̕ư̶̡̫̭͎̰̙̲̊͊̏͂̏͗͐̒̒͑s̶̡̯͔̤̝͈͇̬̝͉̱̝̺̃͑̉̃̓͋̋̌́̑͊͋̕͜͝

The next day she was found dead. The police suspected OD while others claimed it was alcohol poisoning. But one thing was certain.. she was gone
Later on he would that the world wasn’t a kind place but no matter
Ḣ̷̙͉̈́ͅé̷͎̤͚̜́͗̚͘ ̷̗̀̓̆͝w̵̜̤̬̼̉ạ̸̧͘s̸̛̮̘̳͙̮̑ ̵̞̅̈́̈́͂͝g̸̫̫̗̙͋̌̍͘ö̶̰̜̯́͘n̷̩̎̓͝ṋ̷͈̽̐̃͝a̷͕͕͙̫̓̿̽́ ̵̝̞̙͝m̶͕̀̍͜a̶͚̥̲͚̾̇͜͝k̸̙͍̋̋̉ȩ̴͎̜̩̂ ̸͉͎̝̗̻͊̑͐ȩ̴̩̝̣̜̒̇̀͝v̷̨̢̩̫̜͝ę̷̽r̸̺̯̍̕y̷͚͉̝̟͍̾̈ȏ̸̠̺́̃͆͂ṅ̴̛͍̭̯̊̚ẽ̸͓̌͝’̷̯̺͍̥́̇̉͑s̴̳̜̤̗̋͠ ̸̙͇͕̤̥͐̍p̷͍̅̎r̴̪̗̠̥̥͆̓ȏ̵̝͙͌̽b̸͎͍̩̍ĺ̷̡̪̖̓e̷̛̤̞͈̠̻̚m̵̡̧̛̼̦̈́́ͅ
̶̤̠͍̥͆̃́̋ͅ

 

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Made this using Zalgo text

Also I want to apologize if I don’t write the flashback very well but at least it explains his actions

Chapter Text

Martin was now alone walking with his crutches

He didn’t know where he was going, but he decided to explore this world, learn from this environment and possibly figure out these people even live

He came across a door in the hallway covered in paint

 

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He knocked. No answer

“Pyro? Hello? Are you there? It’s me Martin”

The door opened and there was Pyro still wearing the gas mask but now he was wearing a red jacket instead of his usual uniform, but he still had his gloves on

“Mmphm?”

“Yeah I’m on crutches now. Pretty cool right?”

Pyro said nothing and instead invited him inside

“Mmphn! Mmphnhppp!”

“Alright, but I have to be careful, ok? Despite the crutches I can’t feel the floor.. and the house slippers the only thing I can wear at the moment”

Pyro only nodded and opened the door for him

What Martin inside was.. peculiar. Not in a bad way, more like ‘damm you live like this’

 

It was well.. not what was he expecting. It was in complete opposite of his personality

“Umm..Pyro, can I ask you something? Nothing personal”

“Mmp”

“Did your room alaways looks like this?”

Pyro said nothing.Martin sat on the bed putting the crutches on the bed.

“Listen, I know we’re not close friends, but if there’s something bothering you can tell me. I won’t judge”

“M?”

“Yeah. The only problem is that I can’t understand you with a mask and well.. I don’t exactly speak Pyro”

 

“MMph!”

He went to his desk and showed him a book and pen

“I can use this to speak with you?”

Pyro nodded

 

“Alright. First question, what do you like?”

Pyro held the pen and wrote down a small amount and gave it to Martin

Unicorns and rainbow are my favorite.

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“Ok, anything else?”

Engineer. He is nice. Scout is nice too.

“Well.. Do you have a favorite animal?”

 

Pyro decides to think the answer carefully before returning to scribble

Buttterflies are pretty, are they animals?

“Yeah, they are”

Pyro clapped happily, having fun with his new friend

“Let me ask you this. Do you like this room?”

Pyro stopped and looked at Martin. He then pointed at the window and pointed at the desk.

“Yeah, this room in particular. Do you like it?”

Pyro took the note pad and began scribbling a lot longer. He then gave it back to Martin, crossing his arms, like he was angry.

It is nice, but I wish I could bring my stuff with me. But I can’t because it’s all inside some boxes. The engineer said they were fixing my room to make it look better, but it looks ugly . I wish I could show you my unicorn friend.

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“Well.. where are they?”

Pyro pointed at a closet door

“Mmph”

“Ooh they’re in there?”

Pyro nodded

“Ok. Now I’m going to ask you a hard question and if you don’t wish to answer it, that’s up to you”

Pyro was confused. This was his best friend. He wouldn’t hurt him, would he?

“Why do you wear the mask? Doesn’t it get stuffy in there?”

Pyro, with a hard grip on the pen, decided to think. Why does he wear it? Then it hit him. He scribbled but stopped.

I don’t like my face I wear the mask to hide it

“Why?”

I don’t want to talk right now

Martin puts his hands up

“Hey it’s ok. If you don’t want to talk about it that’s fine.”

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“I know it’s hard, but I get it. You don’t have to answer”

For a moment silence filled the room. The tension was so high you needed a steaknife to cut it

“Is there anything you like to do for fun?”

Pyro went under the bed and pulled out a box
Inside was a large sketchbook with crayons and pencils

I like drawing. It is fun

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So the rest of the day, they spent it drawing and every 5 minutes they would show their progress

 

(Lord forgive me for I do not know how to draw)

 

“Wow, that looks so good!”

“Mmmphp!”

“Do you want to hang it on the wall?”

That day, Pyro felt so happy to have a good friend

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Martin got up and got hold of his crutches. As he walked to door, he turned around and said

“I’m glad to spend time with you. But I have to go. See you later, bro”

And with that, he left to explore this new world

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“Doctor, is this a good idea?”

“What is?”

“Bringing this.. stranger into the base?”

“Spy, he was literally almost dead. Worst case scenario, his limbs could have been ripped off by the vultures. Somehow it’s a miracle he survived”

“Yes, but leaving off to go go God knows where is a very bad idea!”

“Relax. If anybody asks about him, I can remove their memory and forget about it”

Spy grabbed another cigarette and lighted it.

“If you believe that what you’re doing is a good idea, I won’t judge you. But I feel like this decision will come back to haunt us in the future..”

Medic placed a shoulder on Spy and began to laugh

“Oh Spy, my French man, it won’t be that bad, besides what could go wrong?”

Yeah, they’re fucked

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Martin was in the hallway, only using his instinct to guide him, not noticing the lack of metal footsteps and the roof disappearing

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He looked around and finally took note of his surroundings

 

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There he was outside for the first time. He found a spot to lean on and took out his journal

Day 5 cont.

I finally got out for the first time and let me tell you, it looks crazy

The base looks old but it seems the Red team really take the theme seriously. Even the building looks red

It seems the base is located in the desert ( with the sandy ground and the small lizard hanging by rock)

Looks like a small hatchling, black with a white underbelly and he’s .. doing push ups?

Martin went near the rock and looked at the lizard doing his thing. He directed his gaze near the wall and saw a female lizard looking at the male curiously, tilting its head back and forth.

It’s seems that the male lizard (naming him Joe)
Is trying to get his mate attention( named her Jane)

I will say this. The sky looks beautiful with the setting sun. It’s so quiet right now, dust blowing in the wind, and no sign of humanity, with the occasional weeds and lizards.

He looked at his journal and put it away. Staring at the buildings, he noticed something.. off..

“You know it is pretty weird that comparing myself to that roof, I feel so.. small.. are people here tall?.. or maybe I’m just imagining things

<< it’s probably a height thing>>

Leaning to a wall,Martin noticed it felt.. weird

“Um sir, that is my forehead”

Martin screamed when Spy appears invisible from the wall and reappears, smoke surrounding him as he cups Martin’s mouth shut

“You moron, what are you doing here?!”

“I’m sorry ok?”

Spy sighs letting go of his mouth

“Martin you can’t be here. Also how did you walk this far?”

Martin only gave his answer in the form of a face that says ‘I really don’t know how to answer that’

“My.. instinct?”

“Ah.. well , I have to guide you back, Sniper is practicing at the moment and I don’t want you to end up as the target

“You guys have a sniper?”

“Of course we do! We’re mercenaries, why wouldn’t we have Sniper as part of the team?”

Spy drags Martin back to the hallway to Martin’s room

“Hmm..”

“What’s up?”

“Oh nothing just noticed the lack of.. medical equipment in this room”

“Oh Medic says that it won’t be necessary anymore since I’m making a fast recovery!”

“Really? Well your eye says otherwise”

Oh come on it can’t be that bad.. right?”

Spy looks at Martin with searing pain

“Spy, can I use the bathroom real quick?”

“Are you sure?”

“Does this face look unsure?”

 

“Fine”

Martin entered and looked at himself, leaning at the sink

 

Ok so maybe it wasn’t so bad (except the numb feet and the eyepatch) but he was doing fine

<>

The hair on his chin felt weird probably he hasn’t shaved in a while

But then..

<< a quick peak wouldn’t hurt, right?>>

So he lifted it and saw his eye

 

Stumbling out of the bathroom with shaking breathing straight to bed.

“Should I call Medic ?”

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“Yes”

“Martin?”

Medic entered the room and noticed Martin shaking

“It’s ok fraulein, I got the solution”

He pulled an Amberlife pill and a bottle water and set them on the nightstand

“Just take this for tonight and you’ll be better in the morning”

“Really?”

“Yes. Now Spy, we have to go and leave him to get his bed rest. Good night Martin”

“Bonne nuit, mon ami… as they say in France”

 

And with that, Martin decided to go to sleep

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He swallowed the pill and drank the water bottle until it was half empty

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The morning sun came through the window of the room. Martin woke up, feeling well rested after yesterday’s events

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He went to the bathroom mirror, checking on his face and noticed the scar on his eye

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<< at least it’s not that bad >>

 

Finally he managed to get his crutches and explore more of his surrondings…

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He keeps walking until he come across a door slightly ajar one at that..

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But he couldn’t move on. He knew it was wrong to look into other people’s room without permission…

(He did learn that the hard way when he accidentally saw A̶̟̗̱̿̾̍́̕ͅͅv̵̖̯͐͐i̸͉̠̾̐̃̀͜v̴͙̏̓a̶̪̗̭̔̐͛̄ͅͅ ̴͈̭̈́̑. changing… he tries to forget it ANYWAY)

But he was just very curious. He wanted to know (no) HE had to know what’s behind the door

Just a peek and then he leaves that’s all. There’s nothing wrong with that right? Right?

He opened the door and what he saw it took him by surprise..

Inside it looked like a library,bookshelves filled with so MANY books, some titles he could understand, but the rest seemed to appear to be in Russian?

“Woah, talk about bookworms! Whoever own this library must be pretty smart!”
“It even has desk and everything!”

He looked with awe and amazement just taking it all in

Until he heard IT

Heavy footsteps heading to the door.. to the..right where he was standing…

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Her needs to hide now !
Ok let’s just calm and think ... .where to go…
Of course the desk!

 

Martin then proceeds to hide underneath the desk, hoping that no one finds him.. holding on to his crutches the same way a child might hold on to a stuffed animal…

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Despite what people may believe, Heavy isn’t all muscle. He’s got more than that you know.

He’s a man with a family, he’s got his interests and also has hobbies

If anything he’s a good listener, he likes to read books, and likes to check on Sasha every now and then to make sure nobody touches her

But he knows what he’s capable of. HE knows how to use his strength if required

But now because the match finished a lot faster than expected, he decided to make the most of it
And what better way than to go to the library of course

(The library was built in the base a few years back as form of relaxation and also as a warm place for colder seasons)

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If Martin wasn’t shitting his pants, he would now
He was trying really hard to not panic at the moment but he really didn’t want to be here

He curled himself into a ball closed his eyes and hoped that it will be over soon

All the sudden he heard the sound of the door opening and hoped to god he was safe

He decided to remember to breath and think of something else

His mind quickly traced back to bears

 

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Bears are well recognized due to their great strength adept swimming and aggressive fighting

They’re also very territorial and will not hesitate to attack if they see you

The mother bears are especially very protective of their cubs
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<< the more I think about it the more I realize how similar Heavy is to a bear>>

 

<< both are great in strength and…>>

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He was shuffling in his hiding spot scratching his head to figure out what to do.

“I shouldn’t be here I shouldn’t be here…”

<< maybe he’s gone…>>

He tried to get up forgetting he hid underneath the desk

“OW fuck!”

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>

He closed his eyes waiting for the inevitable to happen

 

“привет”

“What?”

Heavy crouched down to where Martin was at and now that Martin could look at him, he realized exactly how large this man was

“What. Are you doing here?”

“Oh um… just looking around.. I guess..”

“It is unsual for little rat to come here.”

Rat

R a t

R a t

R a t

R a t

R a t

 

Rat? That’s weird… he remembers being referred to as a rat but where? And when exactly…

I̵̡̺̹̥̿̓̆́̿̋̚͘’̸̘͕̼̞̙́̈̍̓̒̏͐̋ͅļ̷͍̟̲͙̜̒́͌̔͝ͅļ̶͙̫̞̠͉̎ ̸̡̦͈̩̎͘ǵ̴̢̳͙̈́̔͌̀̋̑͛e̷͖̒̌̈͗͌̕ţ̶̛̬̀̀̋̈́̋ ̵͇̪̯̘̤͍͋̀̐ỷ̷̨̯͉̭̉͠ö̷̫̭͎̪̖́ͅû̵̺̜̗̱̟͈̳͠ͅ ̶͎͕̬̟̏̂́̏́͗̿͘͜n̷̛̹̯̅́̽͝ȅ̸͈͔̪̋̔̄x̵̰̘̻͓̞̽͂͆͐̄̕͠t̶̹̘̥̗͆͜ͅ ̸̻͉̔͛͐̾̔t̶̡̜̲͕̀͂̿̿̅͝ḯ̵͚͙̤̟̾͐̃̿͝ṁ̵̩̱̯͂̌͑̔̄͐́e̷̖̹̮̬̍͗͜ ̵͕͛̌̀̋̕͝w̵̢̝̭̠̓͊̃̊̏͛̇̂i̷͙̗̔ͅĺ̷̫͕͕̤͓͔̩ḓ̴̯̇̈́͆͛ ̴͍̪̾̈͗̃̕r̷̭̣̺̲͇̤͓͉̍̎͊a̵̰̜̓̈́̾̍̂̎͘͘ẗ̴̼͍̜́̚!̴̼̀̇͐̔̔
̶̬̱͎̳͒͒̏́͝
̷̪̪͖̟̈̉̍̔I̴͇̲̜̺̮̟̦͌̾̽͆̕͜t̴̖̭̱̋͘̕’̶͙̣̙͆̊̉̑̑̕s̷̼͕͉͎̝̆ ̸̨̛̥͔͐̋̀̒w̴͎͚̖̻̒͋̈́̓ĩ̴̝̈́͘l̷̗̫̉ͅd̵̥̑̇̏́̅̀ ̶̡͕̠̙͔̤̘͖́͗̋̑Ḱ̵̢̬̊̎̎̐̐r̶̜̯̙̬̮̫̿́̕ͅͅã̵̛͇͈̝͚͈̟̬̹̑̋̌̑̕t̶̡̧̡̥̼̯̱̽̒̊̒̔̈́́̂t̴̛̤͕̦͕͓͍̕͝ ̸͇̟̺̝̠͎̎͋̆͝t̶̡͚͎̙͖̹̤̄̌ͅo̸̧̹̮͖̩͓͊͜ ̴͉̜̝̏̏͛͒̕y̸̳̲̰͛̌̋̓̏o̸̥̓́͋̈̎ų̸̨͎͈͎͎̣̽͊͛̊̔̈́ ̶̢̪͙̼͈̳̱̒̊̐̽ͅŹ̵͕ä̸̛̘͚̭̥͈͈̯̌̓͒͜c̵̛̣̟͉ḩ̶̳̱͔̠̻͓͋

 

The words came up scrambled and disorienting like a hidden messages

Suddenly these random pictures in his head started to swarm his head

 

<< why can’t I remember that? Why am I flying? What happened >>

<>

“ Привеt”

“Huh?”

“Are you alright little man?”

“Oh yeah I’m fine! It’s just I zoned out!”

Martin scratched his head in embarrassment thinking about how weird it was to zone out

“I’m sorry I scared I didn’t know anybody would be here”

“You mean underneath the desk?”

Heavy helped him get up from the floor alongside getting his crutches

“Hey listen I hope it’s not too much to ask.. but is it cool if I stay here for a while?”

Heavy looked suprised at this request

“You wish to stay here?”

“Just for a while then I’ll be out of your head..”

“It’s alright little man I will not destroy your bones slowly”

Martin and Heavy sat in the library reading and minding their business. Martin sat reading “Treasure island” whereas Heavy read “1984” .

“Rat, I must-“

“Please don’t call me that… just call me Martin, please..”

“Martin, I noticed you seem to freeze up when I say “rat”. Does it… hurt?”

Martin then remembered what happened

“Oh Well apparently that word seem to trigger something. There’s these.. memories that popped up! I remember flying and seeing these people and… I don’t remember much.. but they seem familiar! If only I could figure out why..”

Heavy listened and listing down anything while Martin talked about what he saw:

seems to be remembering
Possible amnesia
Seems to hate rat?
More open

<< medic should know about this maybe it could help him and hopefully Martin wil remember his thoughts >>

“There is something I should tell you friend”

Heavy looks around making sure that nobody hears them

“You see it was me and Scout who found you out while we were heading back to the base. The thing was.. we thought you were part of the Blu team”

“Ok go on..”

“We noticed that you had a weird vest on and strange looking..”

“iPod?”

Scout appears leaning on the doorframe like he was a 60s greaser

“Well technically.. I was the one who found you blue boy and tubby over there 👉 was the one who brought you to doc
It’s pretty impressive that you managed to survive the fall.”

Heavy frowns, clearly upset that someone has interrupted their conversation. But he lets it go

“The vest was weird looking it had a paw print on the front with gloves included and that iPod. Looked way too advanced to be from 2010”

Martin was now puzzled by what was Scout was saying. Why was he wearing that vest in the first place? Is it important?

“Dont worry about it, blue boy! Engi is taking care of it at the moment and he’s figuring out what it does. As long as it doesn’t actually kill us or anything we’ll be fine!” Scout waved dismissively

<< i need to figure out what that vest is supposed to do>>

Martin was finally able to get up and walked to the door

“Thank you for telling me what I need to know.. and for saving me”

“Well hey you know that’s we do! Despite our differences.. but hey it’s nothing!”

Heavy got up

“Besides anyone who friends with the doctor is good friend with me!”

“Alright I’ll see you guys later!”

With Martin gone both Scout and Heavy began talking to each other

“You know something? I actually kinda like him. This guy seems pretty chill. I like his chill vibe ya get me?”

“Yes he is very nice. I should make him dinner sometime”

“But one thing still bothers me..”

Scout looked at heavy with sincere confusion and proposed this question:

“Who is Martin? And why does he have that vest?”

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A/N Im gonna take some time off to rest and figure what will happen in the next chapters (this crossover is really harder to write than I thought and I’m already hooked) again if you guys have any ideas for future chapters then you’re free to leave them in the comments down below . I apologize if they seem to be OOC

Comments and kudos are appreciated and thank you for reading

-alex

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Martin opened up his diary in the night hoping that no one was awake and began writing down

Day 7

It’s been going great so far. I can finally walk properly so that mean no more walkers

Also that means no more hospital gowns! And I get to wear normal clothes! Yay!

Seeing these guys is definitely an experience especially when things get messy or when a fire starts breaking out (mostly pyro)

One day maybe I can join them…

He closed the book put it on the drawer and began to feel sleepy

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It was a weird drream a game show kind of dream

All he had to do was guess what behind the curtain

Behind the curtain is… Correct!!!

Wait.. what.. why is he… come on you’re supposed to remember who this is!

Come on just try to remember!

Wait.. you don’t remember what he looks likes?

 

Just make something up!

 

Laughter fillled the empty void and slowly he was swallowed by darkness until he couldn’t breath

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Martin woke up, feeling sweat on his forehead
He felt completely scared alone and terrified

Why couldn’t he remember? He was supposed to know who that was, it was an easy answer!

He decided to walk along the hallways. Despite the lights surronding the halls he still felt.. lost like apart of him was missing but what?

Being swallowed by thoughts he didn’t notice his dragging hand landed on a metal door

Al large metal door

 

He managed to push it and in it there was a lot

Workbench being lighted by lamp filled with several doohickeys and knicknacks

Several blueprints of weird machines that he didn’t know about

A sentry

And finally two beds one where Engi was sleeping and another spare bed probably for someone else
)

<< hopefully he’ll let me sleep here…>>

Climbing onto the bed he was immediately hit by the SLUMBER

 

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Engineer tends to be a heavy sleeper and won’t wake up unless you try very hard

He’s also very much a dad in a way
While sure he’s not biologically a dad (her sister and nephew can attest to that) that never stopped him to be a dad one way or another

It was hard growing up with his dad gone and her mother taking care of everything around the house, he decided to step up to the job

He did the chores while his sister cleaned the floor in the bathroom and also helped mom take her meds (antidepressant)

Her mother always said that he was smart kid growing up, tinkering with anything he can get his hands on and often said he got it from his dad..

While her sister decided to be a doctor, he took many courses and many classes. Enginner was very proud of his job and was glad to be useful when he wanted to be

Of course he wasn’t expecting to work for Mann.co but hey, it pays well and he gets to work on many machines

Overtime, he became a dad to the team, mostly for settling disputes, the listener to anything, pyro’s friend, a father figure for Scout, and work friend for Medic, getting upset if someone touched the thermostat and being strict if the situation called for it

In a way, he became the dad he never had and he was.. happy with that

It’s those kinds of things that makes him sleep well

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“WAKE UP MAGGOTS!”

Groans can be heard from different rooms and everyone tried to get up

Nobody likes this, but hey it works as an alarm clock

“Why the hell do you keep doing this?! I was dreaming about being in the beach with some hot Chicks and you just had to ruin it!”

“Well sorry miss beauty sleep but the early bird gets the worm and we will get those worms!”

 

Heavy has had enough for of this bullshit and decides to stop once and for all

He walked up to him picked him up and squeezed him so tightly, the others thought he would pop

 

“Listen you Маленькое Дерьмо, me, doctor and very little baby had enough of your Shit. If you keep this up I will tear limb from limb, turn your eyes into candy, make your lungs into dinner and put your remains in the fireplace and feed you to my pet bear. Although you may think you are strong, trust you will be destroyed beyond the flesh that if you respawn, you will be NOTHING, that is an order! Are. We. Clear?”

“Sir, yes sir”

“I’m sorry, my friend I didn’t HEAR You”

“SIR, YES SIR!”

“Good”

Heavy finally let Soldier go, dropping him and going back to his room

“Thank you Heavy.” Said Medic

Suddenly, Pyro opened the door to his room, holding the knob while still being tired

“MmMm…HMhmh? HmHMhmHmHMhm?”

Soldier got up and walked to Pyro, now straining his neck getting really close to Pyro

“Mnmhnmhmpmphn?”

“You’re right. Engineer is never one to sleep late. Let’s hope he’s not dead”

“Oh come on Soldier, we don’t really have a problem with death. Thanks to me anyways!”

“Yeah yeah, we all know why..”

Everyone entered Engi’s room and managed to see him asleep

What they didn’t expect to see is Martin sleeping in the bedroom

“WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Martin got up and realized exactly what happened

<< Well shit >>

“ENGINNER WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!” Soldier said pointing at Martin who just got up and is now realizing he’s in hot waters and doesn’t know how to get out

Chapter Text

Now that everyone was dressed and sitting in the intelligence room hopefully, there will explain everything

-“Now listen here maggot, I don’t know how you got here or managed to get by us undetected… but you will confess to your crimes and that’s it!”

-“What crimes? All I did was just stay here and recover from some serious injuries and hang around. If you don’t believe me, Medic can testify. He’s the one who’s been helping me this whole time! And Scout and Heavy as well!” Martin said, raising his hands in defense

 

-“yeah! We’re the guys who saved his ass and managed to drag his limp body to medic!”
Scout said pointing at Medic

Medic got up and said it was true. That just made soldier more angrier

 

-“Any other Maggots knew about HIM?”
He said clearly in frustration

Pyro and Spy raised their hands

Soldier sighed “so I guess the only ones who didn’t know were me, sniper and Demoman”

-“Oh and now Engi knows about me too” Martin said with a sad attempt at a smile

-“Look Soldier, I know it’s complicated getting used to having a new face here…. But, he’s going through a lot right now and as a team it’s our job to help him get better and hopefully figure out where he comes from..”
Engineer said, grabbing soldier’s attention and grabbing him by the shoulder gently

“Plus” Engineer added “if he can’t recover his memories, then he can join us”

-“Really?” Soldier said

-“Well, as long as Martin is fine with it right Martin?” Engineer said now staring at him

EVERYONE WAS STARING AT HIM

 

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-“Wow Um… you know that’s a really nice offer but… I don’t know. it's a bit sudden..”
Martin said, unsure of what to say

Martin Kratt, working at a company that involves killing people for money?… it’s kinda hard to see myself in that position. Something about it doesn’t seem right. He would feel out of place surrounded by them

“While I appreciate the offer Engi, i'm still not sure.. maybe if you gave more time then maybe I would consider it.”

MISSION BEGINS IN 60 SECONDS

-“Shit, we need to go now” Spy said getting out quickly

“Frenchie forgot his knife” Soldier said pointing to the knife at the table

Spy rushed in and grabbed the knife with one swift motion

“Everyone go NOW!” exclaimed Spy

Soon everyone left in a hurry leaving Martin alone on the couch and his thoughts

Engineer had a point. What if he doesn’t recover his memories of his past? Then the whole reason for staying here would be pointless! No… he has to figure out why he’s here

-“I should check out Engi’s room for answers. They did say previously that my suit is there..
All I have to do now is pick up the pieces and then… it will all make sense”

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Martin quickly scurried, hoping to find Engi’s room, which wasn’t hard enough. He managed to open the metal door and went inside

Grey walls, filled with shelves of car engines, books, and framed pictures of his mom, sister and Pyro. The bed had red sheets, white wood framing. The only window meant to look outside was closed, but sunlight still shined through. On his work desk, the toolbox was open filled with tools (obviously) and on it had the mysterious vest with the disks lying around, still intact

-“so this is the creature vest I was wearing when they found me…. Interesting.. well, hopefully they won’t mind if I borrow it, right?” Martin said

Immediately he took the power suit alongside the gloves and managed to sneak back into his room
Now he needs to hide them but where?

<< Wait a minute… maybe the nightstand? That could work..>>

He hid it in the nightstand alongside the gloves and hoped nobody saw him

“All I have to do figure out how it works right?” Martin said As he got back to the living room

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“Hey Martin, we’re back!” Scout said opening the door. Behind him were the other mercs, covered in blood and injuries.

“The fight could have gone better if we had more sentries” Soldier said trying to push past Heavy

“I will admit, it was a bloodfest but hey, at least i have new bodies to study with” said Medic while carrying two body bags on his shoulder, possibly towards his office

Martin was waving at them, sitting at the couch with a tired expression

“Ay’ you’re the bloody guy with one eye! At least we have something in common!” Said Demoman, sitting next to Martin, wrapping his shoulders around him

Later on Martin got talking with the others asking questions like ‘how was the match today?’ Or
‘That’s crazy!”

Overall it was a very normal day that got off to a bad start but it ended on a good note hopefully..

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Day 7

I got discovered by Soldier today. Not good

It was a mess, to be honest . Luckily the Engineer managed to calm him down and told him I could stay longer. He also said that if I don’t get my memories back then I could stay here permanently and get a job as a merc.

While I appreciate the offer there’s a lot to unpack . What if I’m not good enough? What if I fail? What can I offer anyways?
I’ll be useless here!!

But… I still want to get out. I’m tired of being stuck here! I feel so lonely… I can’t be here

Is this what’s it like for a bird to be stuck in a cage?

I want to leave, but have I do tell them? I don’t want to burn their feelings! Maybe they don’t care… they’re just doing out of sympathy. And then when they tired of you, they’ll kill you off and it will be like getting rid of an annoying weed in their perfect garden!
No… they may be killers but they still have a soul
Only soulless killers would get rid of dead weight if they needed to

God I’m so tired. I don’t know why I feel like this

 

I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
Please get me out
Please get me out

Why am I crying
What’s wrong with me
Why can’t I remember
What’s wrong
I can’t remember
Please
Please
Pleae
E
Plea

Chapter Text

The creature suit was designed to mimic and recreate different animals behavior as well as their “powers”. While it is considered powerful there were times where it can backfire really badly. Truth be told, it wasn’t easy creating it and affording the resources would be hard if not for Aviva

That being said, Martin now was gonna try to see if it works or not, but only for a bit… and make sure nobody is watching

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Martin was now in bed waiting for everyone to fall asleep and test it out. While he didn’t know much about it, it had to be important right?

<< Just a few hours and then I’ll test it out. The question is where? Obviously not in the hallway and the living room is out of the question.. >>

He looked out the window, seeing the dusty arena covered by the blue moonlight and thought of an idea.

<< If I do it out there, I won’t be able to wake up anyone else and hopefully stay silent! >>

It was a few hours after 11:30 that Martin opened the window, looking down and seeing the height difference of the room and the floor. It filled him with doubt, but he was determined to see his plan through one way or another.

Taking a long breath, Martin jumped down and landing with a small *THUMP* and went somewhere to use the vest

 

<< Now all I have to do is activate the vest, but how? >>

He looked around and saw the paw print on the vest

-“Maybe here?” He said pressing the paw print

What happened next was a beam of light

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It takes a lot to wake up Demoman. He sleeps like a log would probably sleep through a nuclear blast if possible. But no matter….

What woke him up was a weird noise. It was like scratching wood against his door. Getting up to open, he found out nobody was there. Going back to sleep, he heard it again. Not wanting to risk it, he went to Engineer’s room, managing to wake him up

-“Demo, what in Tarantino are you up to? It’s the middle of the night…” Engi said, yawning

-“Aye, I would be asleep, if it weren’t for the bloody scratching at the door! It’s gonna drive me nuts!”
Said Demo, clearly alarmed

-“Ok well, since we’re the only ones up, let’s go and check it out! And maybe bring Spy just in case.. it could be some raccoon or maybe a rat….”
Engi said as he headed to Spy’s room

Going inside Spy’s room, you could see many things there such as the following:

Queen sized bed, with a violet duvet designed to keep its person warm, with a mahogany bed frame , pillows small enough to keep his head on his shoulders

A mahogany closet where he keeps his many other clothes , shoes and dresses
As well as the balaclava used to cover his entire face, and doesn’t wear to sleep because the last time that happened, his breath smelled absolutely AWFUL.

A drawer where he keeps his most valuable possessions (mostly weapons and his iconic butterfly knife) hidden where no one will find it. On top, there’s framed photos of Spy, a blank portrait of an odd man, and spy with the other men, showing a tired smile

And there was spy, sleeping soundly on his bed

 

-“There he is! Should I wake him up?” Asked Demo to Engi

-“I’ll do it, I’ll do it “ said Engi

He proceeded to shake Spy gently and sure enough, Spy woke up with fear in his eyes. Except his eyes looked different

You see, there was one incident where Spy got his eye injuired and due to keeping an uptight appearance, he always hid it.

“Spy wake up. Get up” whispered Engi

Spy got up and immediately got scared

-“Engi, drunk cyclops? What are you doing here?!”
Said Spy defensively

Scratches can heard in the background

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The 3 friends went looking for the source, it was hard to do since it was nighttime, but they decided to head outside. Spy, with his flashlight, headed for the left while Engi and Demo went to the right. Running around isn’t exactly what they intended but it was then when they heard those scratches noises again. Demo immediately got in defense position

-“Ay! There it is. Imma go and get-“

Engi stopped him and signaled him to shut up. Spy got behind Engi, Butterfly knife in hand, readying his strike.

-“Alright fellas. When I give you the signal, you come in here and start hitting. If not, I’m gonna punch it. Got it?” Engineer said, not breaking eye contact.

Both of them nodded

Enginner went back to see what it was

It was Martin, but… different. He had the suit on and somehow managed to activate it. He was donning these weird claws, a sharp tail, giant wings spiked shoulders and on his head were some wolf ears and antlers with a bright blue glow. The worst part was he clawed his other eye.

Martin immediately pounced on him, growling while sinking his claws deep. Engineer pushed him away and hit him with the flashlight. He ran away towards Spy

-“it’s Martin” said Engineer catching his breath

-“What?! Are you sure it’s him?!” Said Spy

-“I’m sure. Be ready to attack.”

Demo prepared his bombs. The fight commenced

Spy and Demo try to hold down Martin but he comes back with slash after slash. He flies up in the air and prepares to attack. He uses his talons to claw at Demo, but he forgets that Engi was right behind him and hit him with a wrench

Martin was now on the ground, his suit deactivated

Spy, Engineer and Demoman surrounded him, looking over and not wasting a minute to send him to med bay

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Medic, Engineer Demoman and Spy were now all together in the med bay, checking on Martin in hopes that he would get up

-“So let me get this straight. Martin was attacking you and he was wearing this suit the whole time?”
Medic said checking on Martin who was unconscious in bed, bandages in head.

-“ Yeah and he had horns! Oh and wings as well! He looked like a demon from hell. The way he attacked… it was like an entirely different person!”
Demoman exclaimed, slipping on his 3rd bottle of scrumpy

Spy got up from his chair and sighed

-“Gentlemen, I believe this new friend is not telling us the truth… that suit? It must contain a whole different power behind it. The only way to find out? He confesses”

-“ Good idea, but maybe after he wakes up from his nap” Engineer said resting his hand on Spy’s shoulder

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Hey guys I’m sorry for not updating any content lately but I had a lot on my plate as of late

I’m been busy with school and I’m going to graduate soon like really soon so everyone is excited

I want to take my drivers exam so I can learn to drive

I also need to fill my college applications at some point

Making new chapters for this fanfic have been hard especially with google docs making my chapters disappear for some reason and acting as if they don’t exist

I type really fast a lot and I end up making grammatical mistakes and the autocorrect sucks

The copy and pasted feature on my iPhone is not working for some goddam reason and it’s so annoying!!!!😤😩
(Every time I highlight the text pressing “copy” I go here and press “paste” and it won’t PASTE!!)
Which. Is frustrating and I don’t know why it does that

I want to continue this i really do but until I find a solution for this problem I won’t be able to post any fanfics in the future and I don’t want that to happen

Thank you for being patient and understanding

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-“Martin, why the hell did you think that was a good idea?! You could have gotten yourself hurt or worse!”

Martin looked sullen. He can’t believe it. Hurting his friends was the last thing he wanted to do!

But it can’t be denied. He almost went crazy…

 

Engineer walks over to him,rests his hand on Martin, with a reassuring glance

 

-“Look, I know you’re very stressed right now and We all are. I just want you to tell me what you know about the… suit. That’s all”

Martin sighed. He knew it was inevitable to avoid the elephant in the room

-“Fine I’ll tell you”

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-“that suit has the power to turn you into any creature you could imagine. Fish, birds, mammals of any kind you could think of. The only way to do it is by touching the paw print while touching the animal. It also works if you have a part of that animal whether it’s a tooth ,horn, fur, anything.”

Scout raises his hand

-“So… it’s a fur suit?”

Spy punched him in the elbow

-“OW! Sorry jeez!”

Soldier raised his hand

-“So let me get this straight, maggot. If I had that suit on, could I be any animal? Like.. a bald eagle?”

Martin looked confused by he answered

-“Well yes, you can. You either need a bald eagle feather or an eagle to touch for it to work as well as the bald eagle disk”

Scout just stops right there

-“Wait wait. You never mentioned any disk at all”

Martin sighed “yes.. well, in order to activate the suit you need to insert the disk into the suit, Touch the creature and THEN you should be activate it”

-“Still, we don’t know what will happen if he activates it again and suddenly start attacking us”
Sniper said, cracking his knuckles

-“you know what? To put you guys at ease me and Engineer will work on the suit to work it out. Hopefully that will put you at ease” Said Martin getting up from the couch

-“everyone agree?” Spy asked

Everyone said fine in unison and got up to leave

-“Just to let you know, friend. I will keep my eye on you. If I find out that this was part of some sabotage by the blu team or worse… then you won’t like what I’ll do to you..” spy said, disappearing in a cloud of smoke. Everyone else left normally, except for pyro who just stood by the doorway

Pyro waved goodbye and quietly skipped away. You can FEEL the whimsy and the joy from his walk

 

Martin and Engineer were now alone looking at each other.

-“Hey engineer? I want to ask you a question.. if you don’t mind..” said Martin.

-“sure go on.”

-“what you said, about me joining you guys.. is that possible?”

Engineer hesitated to say something but then,

-“well yeah. Look, we don't mind having another merc here in our base. It’s not everyday that someone falls out of the sky and is suddenly living with us.Plus think of all the cool things we can do with the new technology!”

Martin stared directly at Engineer, giving him the tired numb look that one would have while staring at their own reflection in the bathroom every 3am

-“No!... I didn’t make the suit, someone else did”

-“do they have a name?”

Name… well yes she does have a name

-“Aviva. Her name is aviva… She's the one who made the suit.”

-“Strange name… but I like it. What was she like?”

He thought hard. And bit by bit he remembered..

-“she.. Had a thing for science. Always loved inventing. She can be stubborn at times and headstrong, but enjoyed going on adventures with me and my brother”

Martin and Engineer worked on fixing the suit to the best of their abilities, mostly talking about small things and Martin talking about Aviva slowly remembering her face and finally got the pieces together on this puzzle.

-”Woow! That was harder than i thought. Tell you what, kid. How about he get some lunch? I know a place nearby that serves some good sandwiches. Whaddaya say?” Engineer asked

-”yeah, that would be nice..” Martin said “let me go grab something real quick”

Martin ran to his bedroom, trying to look for something to wear and found a mysterious box on his bed, with a weird note on it

[Pour toi. Je ne peux pas te laisser porter ce pull merdique tout le temps.]

 

Inside the box was a red jacket with a weird looking patch on it