(You’re a Scout freak, doesn’t matter which one really.)

Dark Scout didn’t know how to use his powers which made it extremely hard for him to do most things. The guy was stuck walking around the DoubleCross map, confused as hell as he walked around killing RED and BLU Mercs. He was annoyed about how they didn’t fear him, a demon for fuck sakes. “Why don’t they fear me.” He muttered in a demonic voice, scowling as he killed another RED Merc.