Mirror Image

by Intern Amelia

A tf2/ team fortress 2 story where suddenly the mercenaries encounter female versions of themselves from an alternate universe. Needless to say, it's a sticky situation. Also, getting the women home will not be as easy as they'd hoped... Just a quick warning, mild torture involved and some risque elements/ insinuations. Rating M to be safe, but it's probably a T in actuality.

4. Chapter 3, Sub Chapter 1

Getting to know you, subchapter one: Spies

Other dimensional women? Some would expect him to be extremely invested in whatever occurrences ensued, but in all honesty he had no interest. The spy had wrinkled his suit in the earlier hubbub, and he was going to need to find a way to solve that before it ruined his entire day.

Striding down the hall, he noticed a slight shimmering around one of the doorways.

" You know zhat cloaking yourself does nosing to disguise you from me?" He snapped, and soon the shimmer was replaced by a lanky figure in an evening dress and a ski mask.

" You seema to be smarter than the rest of your teamamates." She smirked

" What do you expect? You and I are one and the same, no?"

" I would saya not." She smirked. " You are francese , I am Italiano. You seema to like the torment of others while I-" She strode across, laid a hand over the Spy's chest, and brought her face very close to his ear. Her breath wafted over him and smelled heavily of peppermint " I relish in it. I loveda every moment of your little scout's screams, and I would not hesitate to do that to anyone else." A devilish smile split her face; the vaguely concealed threat pointed in his direction like a rifle.

" Madame it is a fine tightrope to walk between espionage and insanity, and I'm afraid you have plummeted down zee hundred foot drop into a pool full of flaming sharks. Good bye." He promptly pushed her hand off him, and strode off while listening to her giggle to herself behind him.

" You cana call me Giulia!" She yelled.

" You can consider me an enemy." He replied. This woman was clearly insane, and the insane had no sense of decency whatsoever. Without decency the entire world would be like a bunch of maniacal scouts running around in their own slop. He shuddered at the thought. Giulia seemed just as willing to cut up her own team than steal from the opposite; no morals, no sense of cooperation( even though he himself had very little it was still necessary to have some), and that dress was clearly a cheap knock off.

Yes, he and Giulia were very different indeed.