Author's Note: I wrote this one night as a start to a longer story and just found it again and have decided to post as is. Short, sweet and to the point. Pyro/Multiple Man
Mercenary
A mercenary can be described as someone working or acting merely for money or other reward. I guess I've always been something of a mercenary. In high school I dated the head cheerleader for the reward of popularity. And I two timed her with one of the other cheerleaders because she was better in bed. And I fooled about with one of the football players because...well he was just hot. Hell – why not take advantage of being able to be in three places at once?
I didn't bother myself with uni. Didn't see the point. Robbing banks was so much more worth while. Of course, the higher the reward the higher the risk. Not my finest moment getting caught. It was a dupes fault of course. But hey. I did get busted out and invited to join some mutant terrorist organisation with some old guy, some scary looking blonde kid and some naked blue chick. Hell it was better than being imprisoned.
And my reason for staying in this mutant terrorist organisation? My greatest reward of all. Getting to fall asleep with that scary looking blonde kid every night.
You know...he's not quite so scary looking when he's sleeping...