A subtle light soon became a blinding sun as I fluttered my eyes open so I could adjust my vision to my surroundings. I felt my heart begin to beat faster and faster as I realized my predicament. Small room. Flickering dim light above. Dusty environment. Hanging against the wall with ropes bound around my wrists above my head. No, this couldn't be happening. I pulled my restraints down hastily only to receive an agonizing result of rope burn. It doesn't seem I can break the ropes that easily. A thick metal hinge seems to be supporting the restraints above me too. I slumped my back against the wall with a frustrated grunt, relaxing my arms just enough so not to feel the rough scratching of the ropes. How aggravating… I shifted my weight from one leg to another. Now that I think about it, how did I end up here? I remember my attempt at capturing the BLU Spy…

"I suppose 'ou thought I would not be as cunning as zhe last Spy, no?" I heard a deep alluring voice arise from somewhere in the room. I responded with a confused glance around the area only to hear an echoic chuckle vibrate against the murky walls. "I 'ave only arrived to find a pathetic Spy such as yourself scanning through your own documents in RED's intel room? Tsk Tsk. So expected from females."

I snorted with tried interest, glaring at all corners of the room to hopefully make eye contact with the man. "Gender 'as nozzing to do with skill." I retaliated. "'ou are simply being sexist."

I heard another dark chuckle and a decloaking sound hum right next to my ear. I froze stiff as a blue blur phased into view from the corner of my eye. I could feel the warmth of the man's face as he leaned forward, pulling something sharp up against my throat. I assume it's his knife. "I am but a gentleman, mademoiselle."

I pulled away from him with disdain, trying not to rub against the blade in doing so. "Don't touch me…" I stubbornly finished with my attention anywhere but on him.

It was then a gloved hand gripped under my chin with care, forcing me to stare into the icy blue eyes of the Spy. I frowned at my captor and tried to wiggle my head out of his embrace. It was obvious the Spy didn't like that after scowling at me and pinching my jaw. "Be'ave now, or else I'll 'ave to sedate 'ou again."

"'ou sedated me?" I asked a little too calmly than I should have.

The man snickered at me like I was a small child who understood nothing. It made me want to punch him. Hard. BLU Spy backed away from me with an amused smile, concealing his knife and putting it away fluidly. "Oui. 'ave 'ou ever 'eard of zhe chemical chloroform?" He leaned against the opposite wall from me with folded arms, still wearing his smug grin.

"'ou bastard…" I growled through my teeth, pulling against the ropes only to receive another mind boggling wave of pain. My wrists are starting to feel raw but that's not very important right now. I'd do anything to attack that man for making me feel so… weak. How can he be so good if he's only a new recruit? "Just tell me." I grimaced as the pain in my arms throbbed. "'ow are 'ou zhis experienced eef 'ou 'ave only been 'ere for one day?"

BLU Spy laughed at me more so than he has already. If looks could kill… "Ma chère fille, I am no newcomer."

I couldn't comment after that. I simply just stared at him, waiting for an explanation.

"Hohoho, 'ou look so confused." Spy mockingly chortled. He approached me again and examined my frame. I was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable as he looked me over. Then he nodded to himself and took a step back. I raised a brow at his actions, almost demanding him to explain himself. But alas, I received none. "I was transferred from another unit. Zhey… did not care for my services. So I was to move 'ere as a replacement for 2fort's BLU Spy."

"Did something 'ou weren't supposed to, monsieur?" I retorted with a taunting smile.

Spy was unfazed by this however as he simply copied my mannerism. "Per'aps I did, but Dustbowl will not miss me. I am more comfortable 'ere in zhis cozy little 'ell 'ole."

I sneered as I bowed my head away from him. "'ou must be a mediocre Spy eef 'ou got caught in zhe act of your wrongdoing."

I looked through the strands of hair covering my eyes to see BLU Spy's reaction. He stiffened for a moment, perhaps thinking of a witty comeback after relaxing his shoulders. He cleared his throat and adjusted his tie, glowering at me with hate flaring behind his calm stare. Upon closer inspection I saw his clenched hands rest at his sides, releasing his grip after realizing I saw his reaction. I smirked at him only to receive a quick sneer. "Non, I was quite competent. 'owever not everyone agreed with assisting zhe Medic in 'is experiments."

"Experiments?" I repeated in question. I shifted slightly so I could get more comfortable against the wall, as hard as it is.

"Quite." Spy leaned on one leg with folded arms, dissolving back to his past. "Eet was only two days ago zhe team saw me and zhe doctor's exquisite project. Zhey called us demented, twisted, inhuman… But zhey did not see zhe potential of our work."

I decided to intercept his reminiscing. "What work? What was eet 'ou did zhat made 'ou and zhe Medic transfer?"

"Oh zhe Medic did not transfer. I'm afraid our team went ballistic and killed zhe man right zhen and there upon discovering our prized progress. I, of course, snaked my way out of zhe situation, claiming zhat I was forced into eet. My only punishment was transfer. Not really zhat awful, even though zhis horrible place iz cramped and 'as poor defense for both teams." The BLU Spy then tapped his finger against his chin in wonderment. "Who thought eet was a good idea for two enemy bases to be twenty feet across from each other anyway?"

"Get to zhe point!" I bellowed, frustrated that I had to hang here and listen to him babble about his own pointless opinions.

Spy scoffed and shook his head. "Shouldn't 'ou be more interested in 'ow 'ou got into zhese ropes rather zhan my life's story?"

"Maybe." I replied sternly. "But eef you've been conducting illegal experiments in Dustbowl zhen I want to know every detail so I can stop 'ou eef 'ou ever try doing zhe same at 2fort. So…" I glared at him, wrists rubbing against coarse ropes as I leaned forward towards him. "What did 'ou and zhe Medic 'accomplish' together?"

The man chuckled, amused by my statement, and took a step towards me. "Do 'ou really want to know, mademoiselle?" He paused for dramatic effect, I suppose. "We were creating zhe greatest soldier to 'ave ever lived."

"How? What did 'ou do?" I pressed on, getting more and more agitated at the suspense the enemy was creating.

"Removal of limbs, editing of one's DNA structure…" He slipped back into his past. "Zhe kidnappings, zhe surgeries, zhe begging of zhe subjects…"

With mouth agape at one moment I finally managed to slip out a displeased growl. "What did 'ou do to zhese people? Who did 'ou kidnap?"

Snapping out of his reverie the Spy simply glared back at me and waved a hand. "I grow tired of zhis discussion. Moving on…" He cleared his throat and paced a few steps away to rest against the right side of the room. "As of now, 'ou are in BLU's old interrogation room. Both teams used to use zhem until eet became illegal to 'old people captive in zhis war due to a reason too far back to be remembered. I, 'owever, am breaking zhis rule just for 'ou." He finished with a questionable smile.

"Why me?" I asked him with a cooler head than I've been for the last few minutes.

This man liked to laugh mockingly a lot, for he did so once more as he looked over me again from where he stood. "In short time, ma petite. As for now, I suppose I should tie 'ou to a more comfortable place so your body is not damaged."

I gave him a questioning stare as he untied my ropes, holding a knife to my neck so I wouldn't try anything, and walked me over to an elongated concrete platform just a few feet from the ground. He then tied my hands behind my back along with my ankles. I laid there with my back facing the wall as he stood back to admire his handwork. "I'll feed 'ou in zhe morning and at night, but zhat iz all I'm giving 'ou."

"What about toiletries?" I mumbled through the hair covering my face.

"Well 'ou can 'old eet until I return. Don't think I will be taking 'ou outside of zhis room for such privileges though. Zhere's a restroom for 'ostages right over zhere." Spy pointed down towards the edge of my 'bed'. I can't see too well but I'm guessing it's right next to me. "I am 'eading to bed now. I will greet 'ou in zhe morning with scraps of breakfast. Bonne nuit, Spyress." He faked a yawn as he opened the heavy looking steel door. I heard the sound of a lock being turned inside the door and then the fading pitter patter of Spy's footsteps.

I laid there in silence afterwards. It was all hitting me now. I'm stuck here, alone. My team will think I died or ran away. They won't bother to look for me or think of me being held captive. No, they'll replace me with another Spy. I'll be here for the rest of my life to rot and be in the hands of this sadistic bastard… The dim light wasn't bright enough to keep me from going to sleep. So, with tears threatening to roll down my cheeks, I eventually went to sleep with bound limbs and a broken spirit.