The original chapters of the rewrite before getting replaced. Designated as "MiR V2 Chp. # A0"

This is "MiR V2 Chp. 1 A0", and the rest will be named accordingly.

Gray Gravel Co. HQ, Southern Coast of California, 1972

Gray Mann's headquarters. Located on a rather ominous offshore island connected to the mainland with a very wide bridge, the island was the center of Gray's operations, and if you want to be technical, the headquarters of Mann Co. after he took over the company and moved the headquarters here. Factories producing legions of robots and Gray Co. products covered the island, ultimately making a complex that could rival Mann Co. HQ back in the Badlands in size.

There was nothing stopping him from ruling the world since he owned the world's largest and most powerful company, and he even captured the only opposition that stood in his way. With the help of the previous generation of mercenaries who fought for Mann Co., Gray captured Team Fortress, Heavy's sister Zhanna, and Ms. Pauling, meaning the aging Administrator had nothing against him now. With the Administrator effectively harmless, Gray set his sights on the world at large.

At least until he literally had his spine ripped out. Like, his spine was a life extending machine that was keeping him alive and it was forcefully removed in an unpleasant manner.

Gray had been betrayed by the team of mercenaries he hired to help him find the world's remaining Australium when these jerks decided to take over his operations for themselves. After killing him and taking control of his robot army, the mercenaries of Team Classic aimed to make themselves live forever using the remaining Australium Gray had left. Once they eventually figured out how to make themselves immortal, they decided to take it to the next step and rule the world through Mann Co. since they technically own it, and with the robot army and immortality on their side, nobody could've stopped them.

Take a guess at what actually ended up happening though.

They won.

Nah, nah, just fucking with you. What actually happened was that THEY GOT FUCKING DENIED!

Team Classic fucked up, because they didn't count on Team Fortress somehow breaking out of their containment to come in fighting with a vengeance. On the other hand, Team Fortress and their allies also fucked up because they didn't have any weapons due to Team Classic taking their personal inventories away. With no guns and a big ass robot army facing them, it seemed like Team Fortress was doomed. Until BAM, reinforcements arrived! Saxton Hale and his partner Margaret, Engineer, and the Australium charged Administrator, came dropping in from a plane filled with crates of weapons to help the gang out.

Ultimately, the battle boiled down into this: A nine vs. nine battle to the death between Team Fortress and Team Classic, and Team Fortress' allies fighting off the robotic minions of Team Classic. It was a harsh and fierce battle, but Team Fortress reigned victorious over the arrogant and smug ass elder mercenaries of Team Classic. Nobody should underestimate them just because they are considered the worst mercenaries in the world. The robots were soon deactivated, and Mann Co. is rightfully back in the hands of Saxton Hale.

Then, another betrayal happened. With less than an hour left to live, the Australium fueled Administrator turned her power against Team Fortress and their allies since she didn't need them anymore. She wanted to spend the last moments on Earth carrying out her final wish, and Team Fortress and her former allies were now in the way. They weren't completely sure about what she wanted to do, but according to Gray Mann before he died it was something that would be infinitely worse to the world than whatever Gray was going to do with that power. So yet another massive battle happened between the Administrator and Team Fortress, and at the end, Team Fortress won again with the help of their friends. The defeated Administrator lay on the ground amidst pools of wasted Australium, blood, dead Classic mercenaries, and dead robots. Her final wish never came true, and her life faded away when the last hour of life granted by the Australium ran out.

DOUBLE DENIAL

With the Administrator dead, Ms. Pauling takes up her place and now manages both teams.

So that's the conclusion of the last Mann Co. war in summary.

This all happened today, and now that it was all over, the mercs began partying it up in victory. In all of their history together, this was by far the most meaningful and greatest moment of their careers. Like they do anytime they get in a major victory, they broke out into victory dances and partying as they began burning Gray Mann's HQ to the ground. Their laughter and cheers could be heard for miles around the island, alongside the sounds of explosions and burning buildings.

"HAHAHA! FREEEEEEEDOM!" Demoman whooped in joy right before detonating a large stack of bombs that caused a building to cave in. The resulting explosion blew up like a bunch of fireworks, probably because there actually was fireworks inside that building, and it made the boys cheer as it went up in colorful flames. Pyro immediately got to work dressed in a little fireman's suit and poured more gasoline into the roaring flames of the place.

Essentially, the party was them burning their enemies' shit to the ground. A perfectly fitting way to celebrate considering all the stuff the boys have been through. The victorious team didn't stop there, for they kept partying when Engie set the Teleporter for them to return to Mann Co. HQ in the Badlands.

Here in the comfort of their HQ, the partying got even more intense. A large bonfire was lit up in the central plaza in front of the main building, and the guys began dancing around it with the bright light of the fire lighting the night. Even victory booze was broken out, and the boys started drinking it all up in a craze. Currently, the guys were all in one big Conga line with Ms. Pauling joining in. Zhanna actually left at her brother's command to go back with their family, for she was needed to watch over her family in Heavy's absence. She was okay with that though as she was still going to marry Soldier later, and she understood her brother needed time to just be with his friends. Saxton Hale and Margaret were inside the main building, talking about whatever they were going to do with Charles Darling.

"Gentlemen! Please! May I have your attentions for a moment!" Spy called out as he jumped on top of a crate, all eyes on him. He was feeling a little hazy from his alcohol consumption, but he was still sensible enough to talk. "Gentlemen, tonight we celebrate our ultimate victory!" He cheered, earning cheers from everyone else in response. "For the past five years, we were the team of horribly mismatched individuals have fought against impossible and unlikely situations under the service of Mann Co., and we still are. Everything from aliens, zombies, supernatural creatures, a Godforsaken wizard, even each other, and countless other enemies over the years... but then the gravest enemy of them all, Gray Mann and his army of robotic lookalikes of us! The coward even hired our predecessors to fight us. But... as you all know, haha, we have defeated them all! We are victorious!"

The mercs cheered and yelled happily in response. Spy smiled at the warm reception he was getting from his friends. They may not necessarily like each other all that much, but when it comes down to it they are a family. A band of brothers forged through battle against the enemies they faced... even if it was each other originally. They will beat, kill, and insult each other, but in the end they are all friends. With these warm thoughts in mind, Spy held a glass of wine up and faced the assembled team again.

"The past five years have been nothing but senseless violence and idiotic antics..." He muttered out. "...it was the best years of my life. It has been an honor to fight alongside you all. Now cheers!" He smiled, raising his wine glass high into the air.

"Cheers!" Everyone yelled, before taking drinks of their alcohol.

Then, Saxton Hale came down with Margaret who was an old flame of his.

"Oh hey, there's Saxton Hale!" Scout called out to the rest. "Sup Mr. Hale, wanna party with us?"

"I would love to, boys! But I got something way more important than partying to tell you all. I'm going to be building myself a hunting reserve right here at Mann Co. HQ, and you're all in the way. So you're all fired!" The manliest motherfucker in the world said with a smile under his mustache. Right at that moment, all sense of partying died down. Well... this wasn't completely unexpected. The only reason why the boys were rehired was to retake Mann Co., and now that Mann Co. was in its proper hands again, there's no reason to keep them around. "Now bugger off, before you have to face me! SAXTON HALE!"

Understandably, the team complied. There was some hesitation, but nobody wanted to fight the world's manliest man after they had the greatest fight of their lives earlier today. With their mood killed, they all grumbled and complained about getting kicked out as they left the premises. Miss Pauling wasn't fired for she was needed to manage the hats and weapons of Mann Co., but she still walked with the team as they made their way out of there. At least Saxton Hale was nice enough to let them keep their personal inventories and all the money they earned.

"I'm so sorry about this guys." She apologized sadly as she saw the depression on them.

"It's alright, Miss Pauling." Engie said, giving her a small smile. "Least we're getting paid for all our service."

"If there's anything you guys need, you know who to call." Pauling said, giving them a nice smile back since these guys are pretty much her only friends. She followed them all the way to the entrance of the HQ, where she waved them goodbye and watched them head to their vehicles.

"Ahhhh, this blows!" Scout groaned. "Welp, guess Hardhat's got a point about the money thing. Ma's not gonna be mad at me for wasting our life's savings now!"

"Ja. I am thinking of opening my own clinic using my share of ze money." Medic said. Some of the other teammates cringed at the idea of Medic having his own public medical office, that man's not sane enough for that... "Vat about you, Sniper?"

"Eh, I think I'll just head back to Australia." Sniper shrugged. "Might just take up hunting dangerous animals for money again. Still... it's a bloody shame how we're out of the job, mates..." Sniper sighed.

"Why so down, Sniper? We're bloody millionaires!" Demo yelled with a smile.

"Yeah, Tavish, but aren't you forgetting that we ain't in a team anymore? Mann Co's. the only reason we're even together, and now that we don't have the job anymore..." He trailed, letting the others figure it out for themselves. Sniper had a valid point, and it made the guys feel depressed inside. They were pretty much the only friends that any of them got, and now they were going to get separated so soon after a major celebration.

"Well... let's just be happy that we were able to celebrate our final moments as a team together." Spy spoke up.

"French bastard's right!" Soldier said, earning a glare from Spy. "Maggots, you are all the greatest bunch of killers I have ever seen! I am proud to have served alongside such a distinguished unit!" Soldier then gave a salute and quite proud smile. Everyone was genuinely touched by this. For Soldier to actually care about them and show such affection like this was rare.

"Well, look on the bright side, fellas... we're still millionaires, and there ain't a thing stopping us from meeting up with each other again after all this. Tell you what, how about y'all stop by my ranch sometime and we'll have us a good ole Texas style barbecue." Engie smiled. The team smiled back and responded with a big 'yes'. They may not be working together again, but that doesn't mean they can't still hangout.

So they all loaded into their vehicles and decided to drive down to Teufort so they could rest for the night. Spy drove his fancy sports car, Medic drove in his Ambulance with Heavy and Scout, Sniper drove his Camper Van, and Engie drove the Bread Van Hale let them keep with Soldier and Demoman. Pyro was riding in a shopping cart being dragged along the road with a rope attached to the Bread Van. From Teufort, the team was going to drive together all the way down to Santa Fe where they will finally part ways at the airport there.

A full moon was out tonight in the desert, and the lonely sight of four vehicles and a shopping cart driving along a highway was the only thing that disturbed the night's peace. No noises except for that of the engines, Pyro's shopping cart, and the occasional howl of a coyote were heard that night, only making things feel more lonely even though they were all together.

Unfortunately, they made it nowhere near Teufort though because the alcohol was really starting to hit them, swerving all over the road and shit and nearly hitting each other... Spy signaled for all of them to pull over.

"Okay gentlemen... I think we should make camp and rest heeeeeeeeerrrre... *thud*" And just like that, Spy had passed out right outside of his sports car.

The rest of the crew wasn't much better, for they had either passed out inside their vehicles or tried to set up camp only to also pass out. At least they were able to build up a campfire first, a campfire that Pyro fell asleep in because it thought the fire was a nice bed of soft flowers. While the crew tried to find something to sleep on, Engineer already got his bed right with him. The Texan planned to sleep on his Rancho Relaxo, except that's not what ended up happening at all. Poor Texan was so drunk off his mind that he mistook the toolbox containing his Teleporter for the one that had the Rancho Relaxo in it, and he was still totally oblivious to it as he stumbled around looking for a comfortable spot.

"No... too many rocks..." He slurred as he walked by a pile of gravel.

He walked past where Soldier had fallen asleep on a cactus until he saw something shiny on the ground. His vision was absolutely fucked due to the alcohol clouding his mind and judgement, but he was looking at a strange white crystal glistening in the moonlight. Engie had no idea what it was, but he thought it was a pretty cool item to keep. As a result, he threw the crystal into the toolbox and kept on his merry way. Then he settled on setting down next to the campfire where Pyro lay cozy and snug as a baby in the warm flames. With a tired smile on his face, the Texan placed the toolbox down and flopped down onto it like a fish, forgetting that he had to wait for it to build first before using it. The impact knocked him out cold, and soon he was dreaming about science and equations in total bliss.

It was here that something was happening to the Teleporter. The team didn't notice because they had all passed out, but blindingly bright lights began beaming out of the cracks in the toolbox, and it began shaking violently. It then burst wide open, the Teleporter going insane as it was having some kind of violent reaction to whatever that crystal was, and soon it was fully built and spinning so much faster than it was supposed to normally. The bright white light that came from it grew bigger and bigger in size, and soon the entire area for miles around was illuminated by the light. The light was so intense, that it could be seen all the way from Mann Co. HQ that they honestly did not make it that far from.

The teleporter was getting so unstable, that it couldn't hold the energy back any longer. A discharge of white light happened, causing a rift in reality to appear. Soon, the gang, their vehicles, and some rocks and cacti were sucked in and had disappeared from the area entirely. Not a single trace of them was left on Earth...

The Void

When the team woke up, they found themselves floating in midair, wondering where the actual fuck the desert went. Wherever they were, this place was as far away from a desert as one can get in the most serious way possible. There was no floor they could see and everything was just floating around like they were in outer space, but they couldn't move freely for there was some kind of unseen force pulling them along this plain of existence like an invisible river.

This place was really weird, and the mercs felt like they must've been high off of something since alcohol doesn't make people hallucinate this bad... usually.

There was no sky and no floor, and the world appeared to be a mostly black background with an endless sea of colorful... colors. Kinda like space. Everything was lit up perfectly even though there was no major sources of light and there even were no shadows. Everything looked like there was no shading! That wasn't it though, for there were these weird portal things that numbered in the millions around here, maybe infinite for all the mercs knew. These portals showed things they've never seen before, worlds where little girls fight monsters, worlds where people are monsters, other strange shit like that...

To top off this acid trip adventure, every now and then they would see some figures and creatures wandering around this place. The most notable of which being a fat Human man atop a throne made out of PCs and, money magically flying about him. They could swear that they could hear the fat man utter out "Gaben" or something when they floated by him. The other figure was an Asian man at a floating desk with all kinds of "anime" looking stuff on his workspace or whatever the Japanese called their stuff.

The figures didn't say a single word to them as they drifted by, but they did give them a smile and a wave goodbye. At first, the boys didn't know why they would wave them goodbye, but then they found out it was because they were floating right into one of those portal things that filled this vast endless space. The portal was different from the rest in that it was glowing white, just like the rift in reality that brought them here.

They were helpless to resist going into it, and soon another bright light engulfed them.

Vale, Faunus District, Remnant

It was early morning in Vale, so early that the sun hadn't come out yet. Only the faintest rays of sunlight could be seen over the horizon. The Faunus residents of the poor district were mostly still in bed, but there were some others walking about. Either they were a nocturnal breed of Faunus, or they just naturally wake up early. That's why it largely went unnoticed when four cars and nine men just plopped down into the streets in a flash of light.

"Ugh... where the Hell are we?" Spy groaned, clutching his head for they were still feeling the alcoholic effects. He looked around the area, and saw that it was still dark out and they were somehow in some city. He could make out some stunned people nearby, but he couldn't tell much else about them from here due to the darkness and his hazy sight.

"Don't have a bloody clue, mate." Demo said. He was perfectly fine since that guy's resistance to alcohol is insane, and he recovers at a ludicrous speed as well. Then, they were all woken up by the sound of a car honking its horn. Apparently, the guys were blocking the whole road and there were a couple of cars waiting for them to move.

"Well wherever we are, I think it's best if we got back into our vehicles before we wake the whole neighborhood up." Spy suggested, to which the team agreed.

They could figure out where they were later, but for now they needed to find a secure spot so they could collect themselves. So they all loaded back into their vehicles with the previous drivers getting behind the wheel, except for the Bread Van...

Soldier had beaten Engie to the Bread Van. Don't get it wrong, they were by no means in any condition to drive, but God please have mercy whenever Soldier drives. That man claims to, quote "HAVE RAN OVER HUNDREDS OF NAZIS IN A JEEP" as his driving experience, and the alcohol's not making his driving skills any better.

So it shouldn't be a surprise then when Soldier got behind the wheel of the Bread Van and immediately rammed it into a warehouse lining the street. The impact broke straight through the wall and sent Soldier flying out the windshield. Luckily, there were no others in the vehicle with him. The mercs drove the rest of their vehicles off the street and onto the sidewalk so they wouldn't impede traffic, and went to see if Soldier was okay.

"Dammit Soldier, you freakin' moron!" Scout insulted the patriot as he peered into the hole. The team followed him into the large hole in the brick building and collectively shook their heads at Soldier's usual stupidity.

"Ve are so sorry for ze wall! Our friend here is a little stupid!" Medic apologized to the people inside the warehouse, only for all the mercenaries to stop dead in their tracks.

They had no idea what they just walked into, but they just crashed a big White Fang rally in a very literal way. Dozens of people in masks and black and white uniforms were all over the place as well as people wearing the same masks but in civilian clothing. They were all armed with some kind of gun or melee weapon, but that's not the thing that the mercs were most surprised about. These people, every single one of them, had animal features on them. For instance, the person closest to them was a young woman who appeared to have ram horns growing from her skull. Looking back out into the street, the mercs also saw the few people there also had the same kind of animal features.

...

"Um... we're sorry?" Sniper said after a brief awkward silence. At once, every single one of the White Fang pointed their weapons at them, their eyes glaring from under their masks. The mercenaries weren't ones to take this lightly, and so they immediately responded by pulling their own weapons out and leveling it at them.

"GET THE HUMANS!" Someone from the back yelled, and just like that, all Hell broke loose. Gunfire rained down on the mercenaries, and it would have torn them to shreds had it not been for Medic jumping in front of them and activating his MediShield.

"Now! FIRE!" Spy yelled out, making all the mercenaries return fire at once from the safety of their shield. Soldier decided to take it to the next step and threw all his grenades out into the crowd alongside the murderous fire of the mercs. The explosions from the gang threw dozens of the White Fang about the place, stunning them, and giving the mercs a chance to whoop the shit out of them the only way they know how.

Medic's shield had ran out by now, and he focused his Medigun on Heavy as the mercs advanced on the Fang. Nobody tries to kill them and gets away with it! There was no room at all for defense here, so the mercs pushed the advantage of the stunned Fang to go in for an all out attack. Every single merc went on the offensive and aggressively and viciously engaged the Fang.

Sniper, Spy, and Engineer couldn't really do what their intended roles were this close, so they went all out with the rest of their team. Sniper had his SMG out while slashing and cutting at any bastards who got close enough with his Kukri, Spy had his Revolver out to burst some heads alongside beating the fuck out of all opposition with his martial arts prowess and Butterfly Knife, Engie had the Widowmaker out and was filling people full of lead, Heavy was slaughtering them with his Minigun, Pyro torched them in their dozens with its Flamethrower, Scout was bashing and blowing heads open with his Bat and Scattergun, and Soldier and Demoman were showing the Fang what's good in savage melee combat with a grenade and rocket every now and then.

The battle was extremely one sided. The Fang didn't stand a single chance against these veteran mercs who've fought things they could only imagine.

From a balcony at the back of the warehouse, a man in a white coat and bitching fine bowler hat appeared. At his side was a short young girl with colors like Neapolitan ice cream. He was very surprised to say the least about the sudden battle.

"What is going on here!?" Roman Torchwick yelled over the chaos and noise.

Nobody answered him, but they didn't need to for the answer was right in front of his face. He didn't know who these guys were or how they knew they would be holding a rally now, but the one thing he did know was that they were enemies. With this in mind, he raised Melodic Cudgel and put it into firing mode, blasting a few explosive flares at the mercenaries. The flares surprised the mercs and caught them off guard, but the only flares that actually hit someone was on Soldier who tanked the hit like a champ. The patriot was pissed, and he looked up at Roman with a scowl. Seeing his new enemy, Soldier fired a single rocket at his location before rocket jumping over there. Roman and Neo easily dodged the rocket though the explosion did throw them off, but what they did not expect was the same person who fired the rocket suddenly flying at them!

"SCREAMING EAGLES!" Soldier screamed out as he performed a devastating rocket dropkick on Roman. It's like a regular dropkick EXCEPT WITH ROCKET JUMPING! The blow wasn't enough to knock Roman out, but Soldier solved that problem with a finishing blow across the face with his Frying Pan. Just like that, Roman was out of the fight already, and before Soldier could kill him, Neo dropkicked him herself. Her tiny dropkick didn't knock Soldier down. It only sent him skidding back with him wondering what had just hit him.

When he did see what hit him, he got very angry.

"WHAT!? A LITTLE GIRL!? HERE!?" Soldier screamed in RAGE. "YOU DON'T BELONG HERE, SALLY! THE BATTLEFIELD IS A MAN'S WORLD! WHY DON'T YOU GO PLAY WITH YOUR LITTLE DOLLS BEFORE I SEND YOU HOME CRYING!?"

Neo's response was to stick her tongue out, giving him a cocky grin. This pissed Soldier the fuck off, and so he walked up to his much shorter opponent until they were only a foot away from each other, glaring back into her smug eyes. Then, with a mighty yell Soldier reared a fist back to sock her in the face, only for her to shatter into pieces like she was made of glass! Soldier was surprised, but he was still alert. That's why when Neo appeared behind him to deliver a crushing kick to his spine, he instinctively reacted by grabbing her petite little leg and squeezing it painfully.

"Ha! That's not gonna work on me, girl!" Soldier laughed before slamming her into a nearby crate. He was far too experienced from fighting Spy to fall for that trick. Laughing at the girl he just smashed into a crate, he pulled out the Disciplinary Action out and smacked it across his hands. "I'll show you what happens when little girls like you try to come into a man's world!" He went in for a smack across her back as punishment, but then she teleported out of there using her semblance. Soldier was surprised again as he hadn't figured out teleporting was just something Neo could do, and so he was given a harsh kick to the face by the girl when she reappeared.

Neo was aggressively attacking now, kicking Soldier's Disciplinary Action out of his hands and following it up with a punishing combo of kicks and strikes with her umbrella onto him. To her surprise, this old man was able to keep up with her every move! Soldier simply pulled his trusty old Shovel out and began parrying and dodging all of her attacks. To be fair, Soldier couldn't land a hit back since she was too nimble and agile for him. Soon, Soldier rushed forward and locked his Shovel with her umbrella, using his superior strength to push her back.

"Ha! There's no chance of you beating me!" Soldier boasted. "I have personally killed 6000 men in World War 2, and approximately thousands more! I have won millions of swordfights, gunfights, fistfights, I even beat a tank with nothing but a couple of rocks! I AM A TRUE AMERICAN WARRIOR!"

He then gave her a headbutt, though once again Neo had shattered into pieces and teleported out of there to dodge the hit. Now she was gonna use her semblance to her full advantage against him. Popping up all over the place, she barraged the shit out of Soldier with volleys of kicks, punches, and umbrella strikes in order to whiter him down so she could finish him off. Her tactic appeared to be working as Soldier couldn't keep up with her now. Neo was feeling confident in victory again, but then that confidence was literally blown away when Soldier took his Rocket Launcher out and shot down at his feet. The ensuing explosion knocked Neo away and forced her to back off, only for Soldier to land a rocket directly onto her chest while she was stunned. Laughing maniacally, the American quickly reloaded his weapon and began DUAL-WIELDING with The Original.

"BETTER START RUNNING, GIRL!" Rapid fire rockets were soon fired at Neo, and she found herself struggling to dodge them all.

Even if she could dodge them, it didn't matter much because Soldier was clever enough to aim at the floor instead of her body, meaning she took damage from each rocket and even began tumbling and flying around from being juggled by Soldier. Once his rockets ran out, Soldier sprinted forward with the Reserve Shooter and shot her out of the air with a well placed rocket. Neo thudded onto the floor in pain, her aura dropped considerably. She painfully stood up to her feet and looked up to the helmeted madman approaching her with his Reserve Shooter leveled on her.

"Surrender now and I will only shove one boot up your ass!" He yelled, pumping a round into the weapon and laughing evilly.

Neo gulped in fear. This man was insane, and he scared her. She took a moment to glance over at the other men, and she saw that they had massacred the shit out of the Fang. In fact, there were no more grunts left to face them and the mercs were all just watching Soldier fight her from below.

"NO THINKING!" Soldier screamed, interrupting her from thinking when he suddenly rushed her. Soldier hates thinking.

The patriot decided to ditch the Reserve Shooter and fight her the old fashioned way, with his Shovel. Again, Shovel and umbrella locked together as Soldier began pushing her off the edge, her shoes skidding slowly as she struggled to hold him back. Soldier chuckled to himself, but then he stopped when the girl tried to kick him up his crotch. He was quick enough to jump back, the tips of her shoes narrowly touching his crotch, and caught her leg. He was gonna make another boast, but then Neo countered by simply throwing up her other leg at him. The kick connected and was strong enough to get Soldier to let go of her and stumble back. Now that he was stunned, Neo took this chance to release the sharp spike of her umbrella so that she could kill him. Before Soldier could react, Neo had ran her spike right into his belly and began pushing back.

She thought she had won when she heard his gasp of pain, but that hope was dashed when he socked her in the face. Then no bullshit, Soldier yelled like a gorilla and jumped right onto her shoulders! Neo's umbrella was still stuck in his belly, but Soldier didn't seem to give a single shit as he was now savagely beating his fists into Neo's head like an ape. If Neo could yell, she totally would as she stumbled about the place trying to get him off of her. Soldier was very much like a Jockey from Left 4 Dead 2 right now as he refused to let go even when Neo began teleporting all over the place wildly in the hopes of making him letting her go.

"ADMIT. YOU. HATE. AMERICA!" Soldier screamed with emphasis on every word. Neo was so desperate, that she seriously fell off the balcony back first so that Soldier would take the full force of the fall. Her idea seemed to work, for Soldier actually curled up in pain and clutched his back, releasing her. Shakily getting up to her feet, she pulled her umbrella out of him and got ready to stab him in the neck, before SHEEK! A giant needle found itself lodged into Soldier's head! Neo was surprised but relieved, happy that he was dead but a little upset that she couldn't kill him herself.

...or so she thought.

"WA-POW!" Soldier screamed with a smile as he uppercutted her so hard that Neo flew right back up to the balcony. "HA! Told you victory was mine!" Soldier yelled up to her, giving Medic a thumbs up for helping him out.

Alright, Neo had more than enough of this insane man. She was outnumbered and outmatched in everywhere, and she knew this as she fearfully looked down at the men gathered below her. At once, she decided it was time to leave and grabbed Roman before teleporting the fuck out of there.

"WHAT!? HOW DARE YOU RUN!? I KNEW YOU COULDN'T HANDLE BEING IN THE BATTLEFIELD!" Soldier roared. "AFTER HER!" He then tried to run out of the building with his Shotgun brandished, but then he was held back by Heavy, Demoman, and Pyro.

"Let her go, John. She's just a kid after all." Engie told his fellow American, who wasn't listening at all. "Welp, now that that's done, let's get out of here." Engie said.

"Looks like we ain't going anywhere, mate. Bloody cops are all over the place!" Sniper called from the entrance of the ruined warehouse.

The other mercenaries came to him to see what he meant, peeking out the doors and windows when they heard and saw the distinctive signs of police coming to the area. The local police force had already cordoned off the area, and they could see the cops holding back the civilians who came to see what was going on. The law enforcement made no aggressive move yet on the warehouse but there was no doubt that they would be mounting up a SWAT team soon.

"Those don't look like any cops I seen before..." Scout said, and he should know since this guys gets into more trouble with the law than most of the mercenaries.

"Mphmhm Mphmhm rmhpa!" Pyro muffled.

"What the bloody Hell are you saying?" Demo asked. "What do you mean we're not on Earth anymore?"

"Rhoomph!" Pyro pointed up into the sky, and though the sun was beginning to peer over the horizon, the mercs could still see the moon. This is where there jaws dropped. The moon was shattered.

"...explains how that girl could do all of that..." Spy muttered out, glancing over to the police. The officers appeared to be Human instead of Faunus, so at least they knew that Humans existed here. Come to think of it, that girl and the man that Soldier fought also appeared to be Human as well.

Just where in the world were they? Whatever the answer is will be found later, for the mercs decided to pull back into the warehouse and kick back until something happens. No sense in going out there and getting into even more trouble with the law if the police think they're hostile...