Unkown-Ninja1

"Cyclops! Yo, Hardhat!" A young, but loud voice rang throughout the cavernous deeps. It was obviously the Scout. "Where da hell are you both?!" The Scout yelled again. He seemed tired, frustrated and he was covered in dirt, cuts and bruises. The fall hadn't been nice for him. In his hand, he was holding a torch, that barely lighted up the caverns. "Hudda?" The figure that was standing right next to the Scout asked. It was the Pyro. He seemed to be carrying something on his shoulder. "Didn't we just came from dat way?" The Scout asked as he saw that the Pyro was pointing down a cavern. "Nuh" The Pyro shook his head, before pointing at ano