An author was chilling at his house playing the new mk 11 with procrastination.
They were having a grand time until...
*creak*
The door slowly opened to reveal the editor and proofreader.
"Sup yall. I'll get with yall in a minute, I'm so close to beating this tow-"
BANG!
The author was cut short as the editor shot the TV with a shotgun. The author was furious.
"What the fuck was that for!?!?"
They said nonthing as they held up his phone with a document of his next update to "A soldiers war".
Procrastination laughed.
"Don't worry about it, he'll get to it lat-"
BANG!
The editor fired another shot which blew the unwanted trait's head clean off.
He fell to the ground with a thud as the Author began to panic.
The editor quickly switched his focus to the author who held his hands up.
" You won't shoot me, I'm the writer remember."
He said with a smug face.
"Well, as long as they aren't lethal." The proofreader pointed out.
The editor nodded his head as he trained his gun on the Authors legs.
"WOAH! THERE'S NO NEED! I'LL GET TO IT!"
And with those words, the two allies handed the author his phone and watched him get to work.
END.
My guys... It's been over a month since I updated this. I feel like such lazy bum rn :'(. I hate it cause this is my first story I've ever written. Like this is my child right here and I've been neglecting it. So, I'm probably gonna go back to my old roots with this story. I was thinking of making a super long chapter but with the all the other stuff I gotta update it kinda makes it a wee bit harder so I might just go back to making small chaps but they come out quicker.BTW this is an update chapter which focuses on my ideas for the future but you still get a story, don't want to leave yall hanging. Enjoy my guys, I had a gun aimed at me for this x_xPew Pew Pew!
Bang! Bang!
"Geez, I'm gonna run out of ammo if we keep this up. How many of those bozoa have we wasted anyway?"
"I lost count but I say a good bit love. If only our two soldiers were here to help out."
The time bending agent and quick footed mercenary were running around the base cleaning up any enemys or threats they had contact with. There mobility along with great fire power to dispatch opponents quickly were perfect fo this task.
They just got done wiping out another squadron of the attackers but the work was far from over as they ran through the halls of the base.
"There they are!"
Tracer and Scout stopped in there tracks and turned to see a large group of armed men being led by a tall brute. They assumed the brute was a commander because of his captains hat. The appearance of his men were threatening with their black attire and automatic weapons but the two agents were sure of their victory.
"Great. More of these knuckleheads." Scout said as he loaded his weapon.
"Fire men!!"
As soon as he stated his command, the group of soldiers let out a volley of gunshots towards them.
The two have been in this situation many times and already knew how to deal with it.
The two quickly dodged the gunfire and went for cover to avoid any damage.
They weren't made for tanking shots ao they relied on their agility and speed to avoid any type of attack. This type of defense required quick wit which both of them possessed.
Now how were they gonna get through this?
"Alright . What do we do Trace? What's the plan for these guys. " He asked which drew a look of shock from her.
"Why are you asking me?"
"I'm more of a doer than a thinker if ya catch my drift."
"That makes two of us love. I do some thinking but I'm not much of a tactical person. "
"Aww crap."
Rat tat tat!
The power of their firearms seemed like it never eneded as the runner's cover began to crack. It was only a matter of time before they have to face the opposition.
"Yo we don't have much time here! We'll be turned into swiss if we dont figure out what to do."
Tracer said nothing as she tried to come up with a strategy. How were they gonna deal with the fire power while giving them their own fire power.
Finally, a thought came to her.
"I got it! I'll distract those blokes while you take them out. It'll be a cinch."
"Thats what you came up!? What if your little doohickey times out!? Sure you don't want me do it." Scout was extremely nervous to go through with this. He was really worried about her getting hurt or even worse.
Something about her was special to him
"It wont matter what happens because my buddy is a crackshot and will protect me right?" Tracer knew she could count on Scout. Out of all the friends and allies she has made, he has certainly been her favorites.
Something was just so special about him
"Well, if I didn't know any better, it sounds like you're offering a challenge." He said as he showed off his pearly whites.
"Maybe I am." She said as a smile formed.
Scout clicked his shotgun and loaded it with some piercing bullets while Traver prepared herself.
The two were ready to do what they do best...
"Ladies first." He said with a smirk.
"Such a gentleman." She said as she ran out of cover and caught their attention.
"Hey dimwits! See if you can shoot this!" She said as she stuck out her tongue and waved her arms around which irritated them.
"Kill her!" The captain shouted.
The enemy wasted no time as they redirected their fire towards Tracer. Their bullets only connected with thin air as she zipped and blinked around them with ease.
Hitting her was easier said than done as she manuerved through every volley of shots.
The taunts she spewed only made them even more agitated. The sound of her high pitched voice also did no favors for them.
"I'm over here!"
"Too slow!"
"Missed me!"
"Try again!"
Tracer was a blue blur as she dodged everything they threw at her.
"click click*
It was only a matter of time until nonthing but clicking was all that was heard.
The brute was furious as the volley of gunfire and the smell of Gunsmoke ceased.
"Why did you men stop!?"
"We're out of ammo sir!"
"I'm not!"
The voice came from behind them followed by an earspliting shot from a shotgun.
BANG!
Scout got a good meatshot on the soldier as he shot his head clean off, the body fell with a thud as the other soldiers realized they were being flanked. The men tried to swarm the Bostonian runner only to have him rack up more kills as he slaughtered them one by one.
Shot after shot comnected as he countered every attack with a dodge and a shot to a vital part of their body. Their group began to dwindle in size as Scout looked over at his massacre.
It's been a while since he did some damage like this.
"Scout! Look out!" A familiar voice called to him as he turned to see a grunt with a knife ran straight towards him. He dodged at the last second and hit the grunt with the handle of his shotgun right on the nose.
The grunt cried out in pain as he fell to the ground while holding his bloody nose.
The runner gave his ally a thumbs up as he went to finish the job.
"Is that all ya got tough guy?" He said as he aimed his shotgun to the last grunt. He was gonna enjoy this
The grunt smirked as he looked up at his attacker.
" Yea, keep smiling, it'll look real nice once I blow it off ya face buddy."
*Click*
That sound brought a chill to Scout's spine when he heard it. That sound didn't come from his weapon.
"End of the line runt."
These were the words he heard as he turned to see the brute leader fire his hand cannon.
Scout was not in a good position to dodge the incoming fire. He stood there only to see a massive bullet come straight towards. It was too late to move anywhere
There was nothing he could do.
His thoughts went rapid as he braced himself to for impact. Who would've thought that he was going to die to a ha-
"Glgh!"
Scout opened his eyes and was met with a horrific sight.
It was tracer... atleast what was left of her.
Her lower body was almost blown clean off with her guts clear for view as blood poured from her insides. The sight made Scout flinch a bit as she turned to face him.
She had a smile on her face as she collasped in front of him.
He couldn't believe what happened to her.
Scout said nothing as he ran toward her killer with rage and his wooden bat.
The man reloaded his weapon and finished only to look up and see a bat to his face. Scout proceeded to bash his face in until bits of his skull and brain were apparent on his bat and on the floor.
Crunch!
Smash!
Bash!
Each hit began to get softer and softer ubtil his face was unrecognizable.
*Crack*
It seems all things come to an end as his bat broke in half from the force of his lat attack. The blood and bits of his skull blended in with most of his clothing as he tossed his bat to the side.
*gurgle*
Scout returned to reality as he quickly went to check up on tracer. He held her up by the waist and head while ignoring the blood that she was dripping on him.
"Trace... yo- you're gonna be alright. I'll find mercy or- or Medic and they'll patch you up real good."
Her eyes slowly began to droop as she reached out for his cheek with one of her bloodied hands. It seems that she was going to say something as the smile never left her face.
"Trace... Just hang in there, your gonna be ok." He continued to comfort her as she tried to say something.
Unfortunately, her words never came as her hand dropped down along with her eyes...
Scout was devasted.
He closed his eyes as his head dropped down to the ground. He banged his fist on the floor in regret of his actions.
If only he was faster...
She sacrificed herself for him. Out of all the people to do it for... Why him?
"Damn it... And I didn't even get to tell her I-"
"You what love?"
That voice...
That high pitched British voice.
He turned around to see Tracer good as new as she had a look of joy.
Oh...
He was in such shock that he forgot that she could just recall.
A simple skill she had which could rewind her back to a previous state. This move was very useful for helping her to stay alive.
And he completely forgot about it.
"Oh...uh.. Thanks... For taking the shot for me. " He was at a lost for words as he tried not to blush.
She giggled at his nervous display.
"You sure? It seemed like you were going to say something else."
Scout prayed that something could come and make this conversation change.
*Beep Beep*
Bingo!
*Tracer. Scout. Both of you are needed to help out Sniper outside of the base. He's out on his lookout and he could surely
use some assistance from you too. Everyone else is busy defending other parts of the base.*
"Isn't bush for brains safe up in his tower? I'm sure he can handle it by himself."
*Not when I'm being overan by these blokes now get your arse here now!*
Sniper fired back as he joined the comms.
"I would... But that's soooo far away." Scout said as he feigned fatigue.
Tracer knew had to get him going
"Race you there buddy!" She said as she blinked out of sight. Nothing like some friendly competition to rile him up
She knew she was successful as he said nothing and sprinted right after her.
At the lookout
"Where is he?"
"Prolly looking through his gun or something."
Tracer and Scout made it in record time as they looked for their sharpshooter.
*Thud*
They didn't have to look any further as a body with a gash in it dropped from the the tower.
"That'll teach ya! "
The two looked up as they saw Sniper who had an aura of pride... Which was short-lived as he looked down to see his two allies.
"Took yall long enough!"
"It was like nine seconds! Would've been five but we had to deal with those chumps too! Now, how can we carry your ass today?" Scout shouted.
"Just make sure none of these blokes come near me while I do my job!"
" You mean hide in your tower and wait till we do all the work? Sounds bout right!"
"Just get to it!"
The runners nodded to each other as they caused havoc with their lethal skills and quickness while Sniper picked off any targets that weren't suspecting. The outside of the base was filled with the bodies of their opposition. As the fight began to calm down, Tracer went to ask Scout something.
"Hey Scout..."
"What's up trace?"
She really wanted to know what he was going to say. She noticed his rage after their last fight when she was still clinging to her life.
"When I recalled, you said you didn't get the chance to do something."
"I did?" Scout had a feeling of what she was referring too.
"Yeah, mind telling me what you meant by that?"
"Oh... Um, what I meant was that-"
Bang!
Scout was interupted by a sudden noise as he turned to see a man with a bullet in his head. It seemed that someone was going to get the drop on him again.
"Less yapping boy, next time I'll be sure to miss!" Sniper said.
As the marksman and his two allies were clearing the outside of the base, the rest of the team was defending the inside.
It seems the battle was just getting started.
Really sorry for this short chapter but I'll make it up. Don't think I'll forget this story, see yall in the next one... Maybe I won't have a gun to me next time.