Her Eternal Reward: Chapter one.
Location: 2Fort.
Quiet. Everything was quiet.
It was just before mid-day, and there were only a few minutes left before the silence would be broken. Filled with the sound of gunfire, screams and jeers of the RED and BLU teams.
The objective? Capture the intelligence.
Each team had nine men, aside from RED who had eight... and a young woman, who happened to be their teams' scout. "Jeez guys, let's try and actually GET the intelligence this time? It's humiliating having BLU beat us twotimes in a row." The young lady said to her team, receiving a few stern grunts from the soldier and medic. A couple of the members burst out into petty argument, blaming each other for their previous two losses.
Suddenly the alarms rang out, declaring battle. Each team member shot out of what they called the 'Spawn room'. The spawn room was where they all assembled every morning just before midday. It's also where they would return to if they happened to get killed. It was just protocol to everyone at 2fort. They didn't understand how it worked, but the big fat payslip they were all getting for doing it silenced any doubts anyway.
The RED scout shot out of spawn and onto the sniping balcony, skilfully jumping onto the roof of the bridge that connected both the BLU and RED bases together. Her sky blue eyes looked onwards, dead ahead towards the enemy's own sniping balcony, having previously learnt that snipers can get pretty dead on headshots when it comes to aiming at the bridge roof, so she had to be cautious.
Seeing the BLU sniper run out onto the balcony before her, she swiftly drew out her favourite bat, the Atomizer. With a loud "BOINK!" emitting from her lungs, she swung her bat forcefully just as she landed on the sniping deck, cracking the sniper upside the head in the process. The sniper, taken aback, fell down to the floor. "Urgh..." He moved his hands up to where the scout had hit him. By the time he remembered that he was in battle and moved to pull out his trusty Bushwaka, the young lady was long gone.
By this time the majority of both teams were actively sparring against one another. The sound of RED team's heavy yelling for his 'leetle medic' companion bellowed throughout the battlegrounds, as the onslaught of BLU's offensive classes tried to take the RED heavy/medic combo down.
Meanwhile in the BLU team's base, the BLU spy was sat cloaked within the Intel room. Camping wasn't one his usual tactics, but he was pretty certain that he'd rather lurk with his Cloak and Dagger, than get burnt by that infernal RED pyro again. For some reason, the RED pyro had been prowling the sewers doing a lot more spy checking, thus the past few attempts the BLU Spy had made trying to get into the RED base's Intel room were futile. The bridge was hardly ever empty, and he wouldn't want to risk getting caught out. So there he sat, his sharp Eternal Reward flicking about idly in his hand... surely at least the RED soldier or heavy/medic combo would come and try retrieve the Intel, and that's when he would pounce.
Not so far off, the RED scout was facing off against the BLU scout in the open area close to the BLU team's spawn, trying to finish off the pesky enemy with her Scattergun. She knew full well that it wouldn't be long before backup would arrive for the scrawny boy, who seemed to be about the same age as her. It sort of saddened her that she had to fight against probably the only person around for miles that she ideally would get along with.
"Yo, chucklenuts, you better concentrate or else I'll be sendin' ya back to ya spawn!" The scout shouted, whacking her hip-bone with his Sandman bat, making her cringe and wince in pain. "Get a grip, you're not going to win with just a bat, are ya?" She responded defensively, grinning and firing at the scout at point blank range, before hastily jumping over the bloody, slumping body and justlanding on the top of the entrance down to the main section of the BLU's base.
Shooting down the stairs she turned the dark corner by the BLU's resupply room, pausing in the shadows to take a breather. With her back to the wall she panted softly, giving herself a bit of time to recover, prior to having to project herself back to her own base lugging that ridiculous Intel with her. She knew full well that as soon as those alarms sounded, the entire BLU team would be on her defenceless back.
The scout grinned to herself widely, setting off at a quick pace around the corner. Abruptly skidding to a sudden halt on her heels, a soft screeching noise emitting from the soles of her feet. Sentries. She'd completely forgotten about them. Pausing for a few seconds, she listened perkily, trying to hear if there were any sentry beeps around the corner. As her own team's Engie usually set up Sentries in the spawn room in her base.
The BLU spy had heard the skidding noise, the sudden break of silence having made him jump, almost dropping his cigarette in the process as he cloaked and moved to lean against the side of the desk, figuring that he could go in for a direct backstab as soon as the enemy picked up the intel and headed back . He smirked, eagerly waiting for the approaching enemy...
Realizing that there were no apparent sentries in the area, the scout poked her head around the corner, checking that there wasn't anybody there; revealing herself to the BLU spy in the process of doing so. "Hah, I knew it. Stupid BLU team can't even leave someone to protect their so called 'precious' Intel!" She said to herself, a wide smirk was plastered over her face as she lowered her guard, her bat hanging loosely in her hand as she walked toward the Intel table in the dimly lit room.
The spy held back a loud snort. Clearly this little scout didn't understand it was important to always watch your back for spies when it came to open, empty places such as the main Intel room. He sort of felt... sorry for her to some extent, and as he gazed upon her, he formulated a cruel little idea in his head.
"Right. Gotta get this back to the base!" She said, placing her hand on the top of the Intel, taking the lack of enemies as an opportunity to dawdle and regenerate some form of energy for her trip back. As long as she didn't lift the Intel off the desk, no alarms would sound. So she paced herself, gripping her bat in one hand whilst using the other to plan out which would be the best way to grab the Intel and head off. It wasn't too often that she'd be alone in retrieving the Intel, so she had to make sure she was going to do it, and do it right.
Just as the scout was about to launch herself through the corridor opposite her, the spy uncloaked, sat right beside the Intel, with one of his hands upon hers. "Ah, Môn Cherie. You need to really pay more attention to your surroundin's, no?" The spy murred in a low tone, his eyes moving from their hands up to her face.
"Oh fuck!" She yelled, whilst trying to withdraw her hand from under the spy's, but as she did, he followed her movements, grabbing her wrist and pulling her closer. "Dun't worry..." The words flowed out of the Spy's mouth smoothly, as his hand slid to the back of the scout's back, whilst his eyes moved to gaze down at the bat in her hand.
"Don't get any ideas you F-French... fuckin'... piece a shit." Scout muttered a little quieter, her cheeks flushing almost as deep as her home teams' colour, the Spy's soft touch making her shudder ever so slightly. With her guard completely dropped, the Spy knew he had full control now. Hearing her call him a pretty snide name made his temper raise quickly. He was going so easy on her after all, when he could have just backstabbed her at the first moment. Thinking about it made him even angrier. He raised his trusty Ambassador to the side of her head, his grip transforming from a soft one, to a rough one he'd use on an enemy... well, she WAS the enemy after all.
"You're a little brat." He said, in a far sharper tone than his Eternal Reward could ever physically match upto. "...'nd I thought that zis would be a good encounter with you... I guess not."
He fired his gun. Sending her back to the Spawn room.
Without the Briefcase.
A/N:
Ohai readers.
I hope you've enjoyed what I've written so far… I'm intending this to be atleast a few chapters long… once I can get it rolling along nicely! Haha.
Disclaimer: TF2, and all characters, etc. Belong to dat Valve Corporation. But I'm pretty sure they'd enjoy a bit of tasty spy smut… I mean come on. Everyone loves the spy.
