Trusting You: Chapter One: Assignments and Team Members
"A girl?!"
"Yes, and you had better make her feel welcome. Get her trained and get her on the ground as soon as you can."
"Well, this should be interesting."
It certainly would be. The RED team had just received word from Miss Pauling that they were going to be receiving a tenth member to their team, and the overall reaction was mixed, to say the least. Meanwhile, the one whom was being seen as an addition and fellow mercenary by the team was receiving slightly different news.
"Nine guys? Are you crazy?! I'm just one person!"
"You didn't protest when a promotion and pay raise were mentioned."
"I know, but sir, I didn't realize-,"
"You're going. End of story. You've got two months."
"Yes, sir."
A new job, that's all it was for her. A crazy one, with high expectations and equally high stakes, but, a job none-the-less. Honestly, she didn't really care what the stakes were, or really what she had to do. Yes, it was a far larger job that what she'd been employed to do in the past, but those had all been too easy. She needed a challenge, and this may be something that she could sink her teeth into.
She was Ivy Lee Cameron Gale. She always found her name a bit annoying, but, that was beside the point. The young woman was unstable at best, untrusting towards most, and she rarely gave much information about herself, preferring, instead, to get information on others. Ivy was able to gain trust without trusting in return, it was a natural thing for her. She was careful with her speech and appearance to keep up the act.
None of that mattered at this point, though. All that mattered was the job at hand, and that job was, interesting to say the least. Normal, in a way, but still interesting. The girl would have to find her place in a team of men that were a breed all their own.
This team? A quick-footed Bostonian, a masked Frenchman, a one-eyed Scott, an insane doctor, and Australian marksman, a laid-back inventor, a pyromaniac, a sandwich-loving Russian, and a helmet-wearing nutcase. Not exactly a group with many similarities, to say the least. The only things these men had in common was the color of their uniforms, and their surprise at learning they would have a female joining them. In only a few days, their numbers would increase from nine, to ten.
And none of them knew the true reason behind their new member. If only they did.
((Well, there's the first chapter. This is my first story for TF2, and so I hope this will go as well as I think it will. Be sure to favorite/follow this story to get all the updates as they come out, and leave comments with any ideas, thoughts, or constructive criticism you may have.))