So I've finally decided how I want this fic to end. This is where the fluff stops and it gets pretty dark so prepare yourselves for these next few chapters. Please review and give me feedback on this. I want to know what you lovelies are thinking


Today is the big day, my first battle. I played with the butterfly knife in my hand and went over the procedures of survival. Avoid Pyros, blend in, don't run into who you are disguised as, easy enough. We still had a few hours before the battle, and my fellow team members decided to sleep in. There was only a few other people in the lounge and you could tell they were newbies. They flinched nervously and stared off into the distance often.

I began reviewing my Spytron and I smiled upon opening it. Spy had shoved in a few cigarettes and a good luck note. I put away my Spytron and glanced at the new mercs. I was much older than some of them. They all appeared to be in their early twenties while I was in my late twenties. I felt like I should acknowledge them, even give them a pep talk maybe. I shook off the thought and picked at my scarf.

Spy emerged from his room and stood in the Support class lounge like a Senator ready to give a speech. All eyes turned towards him and everyone straightened their posture. He motioned for me to walk with him and I pushed off the wall. Spy could tell by my slack body language I was in a pissy mood. Little did he know it was because I was going to have to keep steady control over my senses.

He looked quite cunning in his balaclava, the shadows complementing his facial shape. He lit me a cigarette and I took a long puff. "Are you ready for your mission?" He remarked, lighting his own cigarette.

"Smoking at 8:30 are we?" I sneered and blew the puff of smoke in his face. We laughed together and placed his hand awkwardly on my shoulder.

"You'll do fine femme malicieux," The Spy chuckled and smiled. I felt the same electricity spark my body and I looked down at my feet. I needed to push these damn feelings away. It could never happen between us. Thankfully, the Administrator asked all of us go to the respawn room and prepare for battle, shaking away out awkward meeting.

We ventured to the respanw room in silence, meeting up with many team members on the way. Half of them were drunk, the other half overly hyper. Needless to say, there were only a few focused mercenaries shoved into the mix. Spy and I exchanged glances his, full of disappointment towards our team, mine full of worry. I just hoped that the opposing team was this unorganized.

"5..." The administrator started and many whoops and hollers were the response.

"4..." Some mercs fist pumped the air and yelled obscene phrases stating the lowliness of the other team.

"3..." The scouts began to settle down while the Demoman tried desperately to stand on two feet for more than a millisecond.

"2..." The crowded room was instantly silent and you could hear the chorus of reloading guns.

"1..." The mercs busted out of the door at full speed while Spy just merely pulled out his Spytron obviously taking his time.

I looked at him with curiosity and he motioned me forward. I activated my cloak and set off towards the enemy fort. It was absolute chaos, I watched a scout get blown to bits only paces away from me. I kept running towards the enemy fort, jumping straight over a Pyro on the way. I could do whatever I wanted when I was cloaked, nobody could see me.

The smell of blood was overwhelming and held my breath, technically I didn't need to breathe, it was just a habit. I looked down at my watch and I was running low. I ducked into the nearest hovel and became a Sniper. I ignored the blaring sounds of war and lit myself another cigarette. I leaned against the wall and composed my thoughts. All I needed to do was find the Sniper nest and kill one of the Snipers, easy enough.

I crouched and peeked around the corner for a quick view. There was a heavy and Medic combo guarding the doorway closest to me. "Damnit!" I mumbled under my breath and ducked back into my hovel. I crossed out the possibilities in my head and punched the wall. There was yell coming from above me and I turned to find a window that leads to the second floor. I laughed with delight and cloaked.

I scaled the wall and landed silently on the window sill. Thankfully the room was empty and I uncloaked, revealing to be the enemy Sniper. My mind went into hyper drive mode and I began running through the battle section of the fort. It was only logical for the Sniper to be at one of the highest points. I ran up the stairs, feeling very blind. My senses were off due to the amount of blood being projected in my nose. I felt groggy and stuffed up. I stopped on the stairs for a moment and listened to the gunfire, trying to clear my head.

I reached the Sniper nest and ducked behind the wall. I stood as still as stone and listened for movements in the room. There was one lone Sniper and he was also very still. His Sniper Rifle went off and he shifted in his seated position. I smiled and pulled the butterfly knife from my boot. This was almost too easy.

I stepped silently into the room and it was the handsome man I saw on the rooftop a few nights ago. I shifted slightly and he lunged and pinned me too the wall faster than any human could've moved. His face was inches from mine, and he had me so that I couldn't escape. He had contacts in just like me, and I could tell by his fang filled smile he knew exactly what I was.

"Now little spook, I knew exactly what you were the day I saw you," HE grumbled in his low Aussie voice. I hissed at him, trying to push down my emotions towards my enemy as he held a kukri up to my neck. The bushman was definitely a stronger vampire than me and I continued to push against his toned body. I couldn't believe I didn't catch his scent moments before.

"I also know you took down Scout, you're clever. I bet you thought you could come in and kill me too." He laughed maliciously and I smirked back at him.

"You're correct Bushman, on another hand, I see you've also taken to the gourmet of Mann Co." I growled, staring into his contacts. He pressed me harder against the wall, and leaned in close to my neck.

"Bloody spooks, you think you're so damn clever," Sniper breathed onto my neck. The aussie pulled off my sunglasses and scarf in one quick motion, revealing my neck and face. He bit my neck and I hissed in pleasure and disbelief, he sucked angrily on my collarbone then started moving towards the jawline. I moaned in pleasure and he pressed me even harder against the wall. He pinned my wrists above my head and finally kissed me hard and rough on the lips. I greeted him with an open mouth as we kissed sloppily and passionately. The Aussie tasted like cigarettes and blood and I relished in it.

I bit his bottom lip and he growled, obviously enjoying this. Now, it was my turn, I lunged forward with all my strength, exploring his lips and tongue. I sucked on his neck and decided to be rough. I laughed and bit into his neck with the strength of a vice. He hissed angrily and I detached, that was definitely going to leave a mark. I gave him a lusted smile and he smirked at me, wow was he hot. He had the untamed wild sex animal hotness. Alas, our special moment was coming to a quick end. His lusted face was soon turned into a emotion of disbelief and his grip was loosened. I slid down the wall, too stunned to react.

The dead Sniper slumped over and hit the ground with a thud. Flustered, I looked to where his once stood, it was Spy and the look on his face was a mixture of emotions, disbelief, sadness, disappointment. I stared wide eyed, and tried to compose a response. I stumbled to find an excuse and he simply just gave me a look of pure betrayal and cloaked. I sat on the floor of the Sniper coop and put my head in my hands.

I have let my emotions get the best of me. When I knew he was gone, I wrapped up in my scarf and put on my sunglasses. I already felt the guilt collecting in my stomach. It was probably just best I left and continued on with the battle. My cloak was recharged and I sighed and leaned against the window sill.

What have I done?