Update time! So last time, we were left with Scout discovering the "real" Pyro, and then, BOOM! Cliffhanger! Hahaha! Well in this chapter, I'm going to explore with different perspectives (ex: in italics, from someone else, etc.) You'll probably see this later into the chapter though. Thanks for all the reviews! Also, this chapter might be a bit short. Or not. I don't own anyone!
In front of my eyes was the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. And that says something, based on all the chicks I've spotted.
She had silky, red hair that went just past her perfectly rounded shoulders. Her face looked soft and smooth, and actually a little innocent. Her eyes seemed almost black, but probably just a dark brown. She wore a white tank top with short black shorts that revealed her long, sexy legs. Dang, she was pretty. She was barefoot, but she could've been in a bikini and I still would've been staring at her. She ran to the door and closed it, just in case anyone came in. It was then that I noticed the bandage wrapped around her forearm. I knew that was my fault.
"H - hi," I said, messing up already.
"Hi Scout." Her voice was amazing. I just smiled, waiting for her to make the next move.
"Um, well thanks for saving me earlier tonight. I forgot that I didn't have my suit on, and everything seemed to go really fast with all the flames and everything," she spoke.
"Oh, no problem! Gotta love helping arsonists, right?" Strike two for me...
"I guess so," she stopped to smile. The greatest smile in, like EVER in fact!
"I never got a chance to tell you more."
"More about what?"
"About me! I've watched everyone through my mask, I'm surprised nobody noticed anything strange about me. Until you, of course." Her voice was still sweet, but I didn't know if she was mad or not.
"Well, I just happened to notice you and your flame thrower and everything..." I felt myself blush. I never blush! I knew I had noticed way more than a flame thrower on her.
"I'm Keira, and I'm probably the youngest one here. I'm only 23." That's fine with me!
"Really? I'm 23 too!" The awkward moment began.
"Cool, is your family close by? They must be proud of you, being so brave to join this group and everything," she said.
"My mom lives in Boston with my seven brothers. Ha! How's that for a family? What about you?" Things were starting to go better, until she gave me a sad look. It seems like the fire had drained out of her.
"It's a long story. I played with fire my whole childhood, every candle and everything. It was a habit that I had even when I turned 20, when I was eligible to sign up for Mann Co. Mercenary team or whatever. My mom hated fire, let alone me. She wasn't a very caring mother, and my habit only made it worse. S- she killed herself when I was 19. I don't know if it was from my obsession with fire,or if she just hated me. On the other hand, my dad loved me a bit more. He was my best relative. He never tried to stop my pyromania though. He said it was an art. I honestly think that he really didn't love my mom much. I don't know why, but eventually my fire obsession drove him insane, and he started going on crazy killing sprees. He's in jail now, until he dies. That's my situation."
She looked as if like she was gonna cry, but she was too strong to. I walked over to her, nervously of course, and gave her a hug. I then looked in her eyes.
"You're so strong, emotionally. Your talent is an art. It's beautiful, and there's almost nothing wrong with it, especially on the battlefield." Was I heading in the right direction? "You sound so sweet for all you've been through," I blushed even harder. It would be impossible for her not to notice now.
"Thanks, I appreciate it," I could feel her slender fingers tickling my back. Being stupid, I pulled away from the hug.
"I'm really sorry about your arm, I didn't want to hurt you or anything. No one should ever want to hurt ya, in fact." My best attempt at flirting?
"It's okay, I'm still fine. We should do something, maybe tomorrow after control points, if you want to." It was her turn to blush.
"Of course, anything ya want!" I said, sounding as desperate as ever.
"Okay, well I'll think of something during the battle! Of course I'll still be focusing though!"
"That's great, I'll see you in the morning then!" I made my way to the door.
"And Scout, um, I don't mean to be secretive, but could you not let anybody know about me?" I wouldn't tell anybody about her if it meant that I could date her for the rest of my life!
"Don't worry, I got ya!" She smiled, I always like that. I came over to her again, and brushed the hair out of her face. I backed up a little, shyly.
"Goodnight, flame." I was hoping she got my joke. Good for me that she did!
"Goodnight, speedy." She smiled nicely, and then the unthinkable happened.
Keira walked closer to me, and the room felt like it was on fire again. Time seemed to stop as I felt her warm breath trail down my neck, and as soon as I knew it, her soft lips were dancing on my cheek. A chilling feeling went through my body, like I was a sentry and had been sapped. I'm pretty sure she took notice of the movement in my pants during the moment. Embarrassing, but oh well!
I walked backwards out of the room, waving a love struck goodbye. She waved back, her skin glowing. I left the room and closed the door behind me. My first thought was:
Yyeeesssss! I'm getting la- uh, I mean a date!
I got ready for our battle as usual. We were scheduled for control points at Dustbowl. I noticed that Keira has helped our team a lot, especially on this map. We had an hour to get ready, then we got into the van. Medic's van, to be specific. We were loading up, and I was just the last one to sit down until I noticed that Keira wasn't on yet. Well, let's just say that I acted as if the world was ending.
"Wait! Yo I said hold up a sec! We gotta get Pyro! Don't drive yet doc!" I busted open the car door and ran back to the locker rooms, only to run into Keira and be knocked on the ground. We hit each other so hard that the impact pretty much slammed us down. As if the scene wasn't bad enough, Spy just had to start laughing his head off at us.I could hear her groan under her mask, and I apologized. It was quiet enough so only she could hear my voice. I stood up and held out my hand so she could get up too. We raced back to the van, where everybody was staring at us like we were naked.
"We're ready," I said awkwardly. Medic turned around slowly and began to drive as everyone else followed suit.
I'll just come right out and say it, this round was crap for the other team. We shut 'em out! Before the match started, I was the first one waiting at the gate until the countdown was over. Pyro came over to me, and motioned me good luck. I nodded, and before I knew it, the gates were released and I was the first one running out. Suddenly, I felt a slight but soothing sting from my back. I turned around, ready to fire, but I realized that it was just a Medic charging me. I saw electric sparks fly across his body, then mine. I felt about five times stronger and faster. It's the Übercharge.
I pounced on 3 other enemies and shot them dead with my trusty Scattergun. Medic tried his best to keep up with me, but there was no way that I was going to slow down. I jumped on the first point, and captured it with no sweat.
It wasn't much later until the last control point was claimed by our team. And guess who captured it?
Keira flamed everyone like it was her job. I guess that was her job, technically. She wasn't even charged up, all she did was ambush the sentry gun and a random engineer guarding it. That was all it took. I ran in after her and stood on the point while reloading. The announcer declared our team the winners, then basically her and I went on a killing spree after that. I love the humiliation when the other team looses their weapons.
That's right. We killed the whole other team. Together. I don't know if that's called romance, but it's gonna be the closest we can get out on the battlefield.
After a couple more games, the team headed back to the base to follow our usual routine. Shower, lunch, or whatever you wanted to do. Pyro never came to the regular showers before, but I know why now of course. But why was she in the bathroom in Medic's office last week? Did he know that she was in there? If Medic knows and Keira doesn't, then she could be in a crapload of trouble. I gotta talk to Medic.
I went to his office after my shower and in my usual relax clothes. Just a red baseball tee shirt and black shorts, matched with white socks that would get dirty within an hour. I walked into the place, ready for anything.
"Do you need something Scout?" He asked. I closed the door.
"Uh, hey doc. Remember last week during the check ups?"
"Yes I do, anything you still have questions about?"
"No, well yeah. But it ain't not about me." He gave me a curious look.
"Go on..." Here it comes.
"Did you notice anybody in your bathroom on that day? They weren't exactly in line outside the office you know?" I tried to be as non-specific as possible.
"Ah yes, it was Pyro in there! I knew that. She was in there the whole time. I mean- he was!" He had a nervous look. I could read him like a book.
"It's okay, I already know about her. You can tell me anything." Trust no one? Forget about that, for now at least.
"Okay, but you must tell not one soul! We could both be in trouble, and maybe her too! Speaking of her, how do you know her so well?"
"That depends. How did you know that I knew her well?"
"By zhis conversation I can just tell!" He said.
We were getting nowhere with this.
"Well, uh, I kind of kissed her a little, or she, um, rather kissed me..." What was I thinkin'?
"Ooohhhh I zee what's going on zhere, my friend!" Great. I got him all fired up.
"Nah, it's not like that. Let's just keep our secrets to ourselves alright? This little talk never happened, for the sake of our jobs."
"Understood Scout," He nodded.
"Good. Thanks." I left the room, just like that. Nothing much, really.
I met Keira by her room to see if she had thought of something for us to do tonight. She spotted me and took off her mask, after checking that nobody was around.
"What's up?" She asked.
"I wanted to see if you thought of something that we could do tonight."
"Oh yeah!" She remembered, like her life depended on it. "Um, I have a feeling that if we went to a restaurant that people would recognize you, then start tracking bus down like were celebs or somethin' like that. So, I have a secret spot that I like to go to at night sometimes, and I wanted to take you there!" She really wanted me to go with her, didn't she?
"Sounds cool, but how are we gonna get out of here though?"
"We can pretend to go shooting! Seems easy enough."
"At night? People are gonna wonder where we're going and all..."
"In that case we'll have to leave right now!" She put on her mask and grabbed my wrist. We ran to the entrance and I managed to snatch my scattergun off of the rack. After about 10 minutes we were behind some old factory building that no one seemed to give a crap about. She took off her mask and suit, revealing her black booty shorts and a white girly shirt that I forgot the name of. Should I tell her that Medic knows about her? It could help her, but hurt me.
"So what are we doing?" I asked, half patient.
"I don't just work with fire..." She began.
So you're a hooker? Just bang guys and run? That was my first thought.
"I am fire, in a way." What came after that was amazing.
Aaaaannnndddd stop! Another cliffhanger *watches readers rage quit*! Don't worry, I'll update soon. R and R! Feel free to guess what will happen next!