Sniper

Every damn round. Every. You've taken that bullet right through your head. That RED sniper always took a moment to take you out of the battlefield as soon as you showed up in the open. It was getting absurd how accurate and fast his shots were. But you weren't easy and you wanted revenge.
You still managed to slip unnoticed into the RED base. Your target wasn't that far away, here - standing on the roof, not even noticing anything and scrupulously concentrating on the scope of your sniper rifle. Shoving your desire to get rid of this dumb ass sniper far away, you sneak right behind him. But one awkward movement and you stumble, nearly slipping off the roof. The sniper looked up from his rifle and saw the BLU team member a meter away from him.
Time was running out. You lunged, trying to knock the sniper's weapon out of his hands. A fight ensued. Somehow you got the sniper back into the building through the window. The two of you were bruised and bloody, but the sniper had a lot of stamina, so he pulled you down to the floor and pinned you to the cold concrete. The situation was ambiguous. You were both exhausted and bruised, looking at each other with burning hatred in your eyes.