Manipulative -TF2 Fanfic
Chapter 1: The Scout
My body feels cold. I was told that my new body would be stiff, but Christ, it's like I can't move.
It all started when I was caught in a school shooting. I ended up chasing this dumbass from the senior hall all the way to the front office. I was going to graduate in four days and I was NOT going to deal with him any longer. Put a bullet in his ass and he tucked tail and ran. I was searching the front courtyard for the little bugger when I saw the red and blue lights. No way I was going to stay there, so I hid the gun in some bushes and started to walk away from the school. That's when it hit me. A bat, that it. Aluminum. Large, muscular hands lifted my body, cringing and spasming in pain, and placed it in the back seat of a fancy black car. Tinted windows. When the pain was bearable enough to see straight, I noticed the old hag in the front passenger seat, smoking what looked like a cheap, trashy cigarette. Her lungs should have been made of tar from smoking those, but her voice was surprisingly clear when she spoke.
"Welcome."
"Huh?" I needed an explanation.
"The police are after you, and by now, so are your school officials. I'm saving you from an... unsavory situation."
"Uh huh?" At this point, I was sitting up, interested in what she was saying.
"In return for your rescue, you can work for me."
"Anything to keep me out of jail, ma'am." I was sure she just meant useless busywork at that point.
Boy, I was wrong.
"Good. Welcome to Reliable Excavation and Demolition."
The new body was part of the WAR's trick of the trade. I call it the WAR, because nobody seems to know what it is about. The body, according to my contract, is "experimental," and that if my new squad ever lost, what exactly we'd be losing hasn't been explained yet, we would be dejected and the bodies would be taken away. Considering that this job pays $50,000 a month, I need to keep this new body.
So here I am, cold, motionless, when I hear a voice in the back of my head.
Meet your new team in 3...2...1...
