Head Hunter stood on a low balcony of the Palace, watching Engineer trying to get the locals to build in an organized way. Engineer decided that the best trap would have to blend in, yet stand out. With Garvel now in charge of the Empire, it was a simple matter to get the locals to start building a monument to the Harmonic Warriors. But he was still surprised at the speed of construction.
Medic walked up on the balcony to meet the Marksman. "Zey move fast don't zey?"
Head Hunter nodded. "I can't believe how they simply accepted Garvel's decree."
Medic shrugged, "Zey haven't seen many Varroirs in ziz land."
"Hmmm." Head Hunter nodded again. "I believe that." And I don't like it. "Have you seen scout?"
The Healer nodded. "He iz overseeing ze construction in ze trap interior, making sure zat itz going to vork."
Head Hunter nodded. "Good, I have something to talk to him about. Besides, I need to make sure I look good on the monument... Even though it most likely isn't going to last." Said Head Hunter with a little chuckle and he left to the monument. It was between the Crystal Palace and the nearest train station which was, for some reason, a couple of miles away.
Medic waved good bye to the departing marksman. "I need to find ze Item dispenzer. I zink ze quick fix vill help speed ze building up by energizing ze locals. Ve don't know how long ve have."
Head Hunter walked down to ground level, and made his way to the half constructed monument. It was a group of giant Statues of the Harmonic Warriors, Head Hunter, and Zanveron, the last warrior he had yet to meet. However, the collective group was known as The Resistance. At the moment however, only Scout Medic and Garvel sections were completed. Stature Scout had his original bat out, which he rested on his shoulder with his other hand holding a can of Bonk! atomic punch. The statue of Garvel was holding a magical orb in his hands. How that was possible was beyond Head Hunter. Medic's Statue was kneeling looking upwards, so that when the whole thing was done, Engineer, with the help of Medic, made a kind of a dispenser thing at the tip of his medi-gun which healed anyone who was nearby. To the Garvel's left there there stood Steve, the man in strange crystal armor. However, at the moment, only his legs where built.
Head Hunter walked over to where the Statue of Garvel was. He walked down the stair case which led down to the trap where Steve surprising finished. The walls where made of something called 'Obsidian.' Head Hunter had thought obsidian was a kind of lava glass, but this material was incredibly strong. He side stepped the trap itself, which was yet to be hidden, and walked over to Scout, who was looking at the one way mirror in the back of the Containment chamber of the trap.
Scout turned to look at Head Hunter. The Marksman could see the sadness in his eyes.
It was a short, awkward conversation, and Head Hunter didn't get much useful information out of it.
"Every women is different. We can only hope to understand one in a lifetime. Don't be so hard on yourself. That kind stuff happens to all of us, even me." Head Hunter muttered after Scout was done telling his awkward relationship story.
Scout looked at his marksman friend. "I thought you never 'got into the dating game?'"
Head Hunter sighed. "I didn't, but there was one women tried to get me to. She would hang around my favorite Sniping post when we weren't fighting... And once when we were. I didn't realize what she wanted until too late. Now she's in Europe or something. I don't hear from her often. Heck, I didn't realize she was hitting on me until my squadmates told me a week after she left!"
"These things are so much easier in Skyrim. All you have to do is wear an Amulet of Mara, and ask the other person is she is 'interested,' and if she says yes, then you get married. Simple, yet effective. There are no divorce courts in Skyrim."
Both Scout and Head Hunter turned, started, as they didn't hear the Dark Elf enter.
"Uh... How much of that did you hear, Garvel?" Muttered the marksman, slightly ashamed.
Garvel smiled. "Just enough to know you two have a way with women. I actually came to see if the trap was ready."
"Did you see it on the way in?" Scout asked sarcastically.
Not picking up on the Sarcasm, the Dark Elf nodded. "Yes I did, it looked impressive."
This time Head Hunter smiled. "Then we aren't finished with it yet!
The three shared a quick laugh before Garvel and Scout got back to work. With nothing to do, Head Hunter looked back at the days of his arena.
He remembered his first kill. It was anEngineer. He took out both the Engi, and his sentry turret at the same time.
When he first signed up for Blu Team in the Mann Co arenas, his new team surprised him by gracing him with a 'starter's package.' Hunter assumed that they didn't want to be weighed a Sniper with Stock weapons. They have him a Hat, which was his Anger, a Hitman's Heatmaker, though it wasn't strange yet, a Vintage Jarate, though that kind of confused him, and a Bushwhacker. Unfortunately, only the hat and the rifle suited Head Hunter's taste, and by the first match, he already had traded the Jarate and the Bushwhacker for a Cleaners Carbine and a Strange Tribesman's Shiv.
He was a terrible shot still, however, and he acted for as a security watchman. But then, an Engineer had just built a sentry in an important choke point. Head Hunter steadied his rifle, and fired. He hit the Engineer right in the head, and it went soaring off. The Sentry was hit too, and because it was unupgraded, it was destroyed immediately.
His team won that game. HeadHunter never forgot..
Hey guys! So, I got my first review today! It was an Original Character submission... Not what I hoped for, but it was useful. Mr/Ms/Mrs Anonymous, your OC is good, but I need characters that... Blend better with the population of Manehattan and Bostrot. They need to be wealthy, important people! Of course, I never actually said this... Anyways, hope you enjoyed the story, and come back for the next chapter tomorrow night!