After the devastating loss of the blue team in the great paintball brawl of 1994 they wanted revenge so much that they could taste it on their tongues. So it was written that the blue team would battle the red team once more in June of 2000 at the junkyard. The blue team immediately began preparations because they had no accuracy what so ever. Every summer for 5 years they gathered to improve their accuracy and skill shots for that one glorious day when they could claim victory. Little did they know that the red team was monitoring their every move and were well prepared for what was to come. Finally the summer of 2000 came and tension grew as if another Civil War had broken out between the North side (blue) and the South side (red). On that day however, more teams joined in at the chance to win but, in their minds, there were only two. Each team, 8 in all, was issued a flag and a fort to defend and wouldn't you know it that the blue and red forts were at opposite ends of the battleground. Not long after the start buzzer rang red and blue seemed to be the only teams left in the game. The air suddenly grew thick and misty like a smokers" lung and seeing, let alone shooting accurately, was difficult. It was so thick that enemies could walk right by each other and not even notice. Somehow, miraculously, the white team had a single player left and he blended right in perfectly with the thick, white fog. Looking for him would be like looking for a needle in a haystack but, the battle dredged on.