Hey, guys. This is my first Team Fortress story, and first story on my new account so, you know, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Team Fortress 2 and all it's characters belongs to Valve. Not me. :(
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"Mr. Prullè?"
I stirred from my nap, my eyelids fluttering open. "What?" I called rudely, sitting up in the padded chair. A glance around revealed that the waiting room was still empty, aside from the teenage girl behind the desk, who now looked at me timidly.
"Ms. Mallow will, um, see you now." she said, as if trying to sound confident.
I rolled my eyes, standing up. Surly, a woman with this much wealth could afford better help. Straightening my suit, I turned briskly, walking down the brightly-lit hallway around the corner.
Maps of the world and displayed diagrams of her business lined both ends of the hallway, probably more for display then anything else. I chose to ignore them, instead focusing on the quiet clicking of my newly-shined shoes on the marble floor. First impression is important, I thought to myself, straightening a sleeve, and image is everything. If this job opportunity is going to go well, then I would have to look my best, otherwise, I would be mistaken for any other ruffian off the street. Can't allow that, I thought with a smile.
Before long, I was at the oaken door to Ms. Mallow's office, which was engraved with fancy designs, golden hinges, and other textures that I was sure didn't come cheap by anyone's standards. Smoothing out my tie one last time, I opened the door to the office, standing as straight as I could.
"Mr. Prullè?" the woman asked, in her deep, authoritative voice. I looked her over, taking in the image. She wore a tailored dress, dark blue, which struck me as a bit too fancy for the workplace. But, with my cultured apparel, who was I to talk? She seemed to be middle aged, in her forties or fifties, based on the age lines on her face, and her nosed seemed to be pinched, putting her face in a perpetual sneer.
"Yes. Zat is me." I said calmly, closing the door behind me "Nice to finally meet 'ou, Mademoiselle."
"The pleasure is mine." She said, attempting a pained smile as she indicated to the seat before her desk "Please, have a seat." I complied, sitting down on the leather-lined seat before her desk. I quickly looked around her office, bemused at it's elegance. The walls were a shade of light blue, with intricate designs covering every square inch of them. The back wall opened up to a large window, which took up the entire back wall of the room behind her desk, opening up to a fantastic view of Phoenix. This woman definitely knew how to live in luxury.
"Mr. Prullè..." She started, snapping my attention back to her "Do you know how I became so wealthy?"
"Uhm... No." I said, frowning "I don't." She smiled, ready to tell her story.
"When I was twenty-five years old..." She began, turning to look out her window "I was just graduating college, with a masters business. Yes, of course I majored in business, and I asked myself, 'What can I do with my life, so I know I will be happy?' The question really was, as it turned out 'What is the best way to achieve wealth?' Do you know what my answer was, Mr. Prullè?" I shook my head, and she smiled once again. "Construction, Sir, construction." she continued excitedly "It was the best way to become wealthy at the time! Why, you may ask? Because there was never any competition. That's why."
I nodded, trying to follow along.
"And, so, Builder's League United, BLU corp, for short, was born, under my blood sweat and tears. And we are still the number one in the country, which has been the way of things for years."
I nodded again, leaning forward in the seat. "I understand..." I said slowly "But, my question iz, where do I come into this? I would be of little worth to 'ou, in construction."
"Right you are, Mr. Prullè." Ms. Mallow said, nodding back "And I was getting to that. You see, our competitor, Reliable Excavations and Demolitions, we call them RED corp, has been stealing our customers, slowly taking money away from our company over time. Now, I would be fine with this, handle it more civilly, but, last week, they took it a step to far. Under a "Mistake" from their CEO, workers from RED corp demolished one of my main warehouses, putting our construction work to a general standstill. This, I will not stand for!" Making her point, she slammed her fist down on the table "So, I want to get back at them, and show them what it really means to mess with the BLU corp. I want you to gather a group of men, a group of fighters, and bring them to me, so that we can get back at that scum over at Reliable Excavations and Demolitions, and show them why the BLU corp is number one."
"I see." I said calmly, taking this all in "So... You want me to get men for 'ou?"
She nodded back silently. "I just need a few." She said slowly "I would say only about nine or ten. Enough to show the pigs over at RED what we're really made of."
"Okay." I said, nodding my head. "I accept zis job. As long az I get paid."
"Oh, you will be paid very handsomely for your services." Ms. Mallow said, smiling mischievously.
"Well, zen..." I said, leaning forward in the leather-bound chair "Where do I start?"
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Well sorry that that chapter was so talky. I just needed to introduce the story :). After all, this is just the prologue. So... tell me what you think in the reviews. See you next chapter! :P