It has been a long time and I haven't updated. Sorry about that! I don't know when the next chapter will be out though. Enjoy!
They lived in a nice flat in Paris. Soon after, they fell in love. They always took a walk near the Eiffel Tower and have a drink in a nearby café. They got married a few months later. Spy always went for work as a spy, but came back as soon as the mission was over.
A few years later, they were happily married. Occasionally, Spy would take day offs to take care of his new wife. Months later, Heather had exciting news to tell Spy.
"What is it," Spy asked, curious.
"Ugh, you're such a clueless person," Heather joked.
"Is it that you are expecting a child?" Spy assumed.
"Yes!" she replied, and hugged Spy tightly.
"That's great news," Spy smiled.
They prepared the best to welcome the baby. He tried not to smoke that much, but he can't help it. When Heather's pregnancy was due, she gave birth to a healthy baby girl. Spy was overjoyed. He quit his job as a spy to take care of his family.
They were a happy family. Until one day, he had to go for an important mission. It took him months to finish the mission.
After the mission, he rushed back home, eager to see his family. He was taken aback from the situation in his house. His house was vacant, not even a single piece of furniture was there. Graffiti adorned the walls. The sentence 'YOU ARE GOING TO PAY!' was spray painted on the wall.
Spy tried to ask his neighbours about it, but nobody had an idea. Some claimed that they saw people moving the furniture, assuming that his wife was moving out. No! She wouldn't leave me like that! Spy tried to calm himself.
A few days passed and he finally found a lead. Mother and daughter kidnapped, the local newspaper wrote. The police found traces of the incident, but the kidnappers were already gone. Spy tried to gather as much information as he could so he could reunite with Heather as soon as possible.
When he was gathering information, the kidnappers seemed to know that he's doing it, and they sent him a note.
You shouldn't have killed Beverly and took his bitch. What happens now is your fault.
Beverly was a good drug dealer for our gang, and now he's gone, how are we going to get our shit?
Track us down and both of you will be as good as dead.
With this note, he can be sure that it's the gang who kidnapped his Heather. Now, the problem is how to kill the kidnappers and save her. He heard of a sniper from the Outback, Australia who never missed his target. Spy somehow got his help and the both set off to kill the kidnappers as Spy already knew the location of the kidnap.
Sniper peered through the scope of his trusty sniper rifle, examining the situation to decide the best way to get the bullet through the kidnapper's head. He saw a woman tied against a wooden chair, blindfolded. The kidnappers were wearing masks for no reason at all. When they tortured her, Sniper decided to shoot the one closest to her. He took aim, and fired his weapon.
At the moment the kidnapper inched away from Heather, snickering, she yelped and dropped down, her head bleeding profusely. "What the hell just happened?" a kidnapper asked his companion. Sniper had missed his target and shot Heather instead.
When Spy found out about him shooting the wrong target, he had gone so devastated and attacked Sniper with all his might. It was as though he lost his life. They were both sent to the hospital afterwards.
As he was discharged, Sniper was nowhere to be seen, and had paid for their medical fees. To try and forget Heather's sweet smile was the most difficult thing to do. He was invited to be a mercenary at TF Industries, and he accepted it and shut himself out of society.
"So I guess that was the RED Sniper," I asked.
"Oui, indeed it is, ma cheri," Spy tried to hold back his tears.
"Do you need a hug, Spy?" I was concerned. Spy may not be my father after all, but it was hard for him to tell me this story. I gave him a hug anyway.
"Did this help you out, Zelda?" Spy asked, breaking away from the hug.
"Yes, it sure did. Thanks for telling me the story, too," I replied, giving him a smile.
"You must promise me, if a word goes out, your life will end just like that," Spy twirled his butterfly knife.
"And then respawn will just bring me back," I replied sarcastically.
"Didn't you know that respawn is turned off right after every mission?" Spy mentioned.
"Oh, that's right. I promise with my life that no word ever comes out of my mouth about the story tonight." I said.
And that marks the end of Spy's backstory. To be honest, I don't really like Spy that much, because he's a chain-smoking person. Sorry, fans of Spy! So now you know Spy wouldn't be Zelda's father. I am so bored. Please leave reviews!