|Meet the Feline
Author: NuclearWarCat PM
She was sent to destroy the BLU and RED bases without blowing her cover. Holly, an undercover assassin, must succeed in joing the BLU Team to accomplish her assignment. But when she's betrayed by her own HQ, and the bomb has already been set to explode, how will she manage to escape when new feelings for the team have developed?Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Romance - Scout & Engineer - Chapters: 3 - Words: 6,986 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 08-31-12 - Published: 06-17-12 - id: 8226090
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
A.N: Hey guys. I'm back after yet another long break.
I had a lot of advice from Ivan Broddy on FF on how to improve this, because the last one was aweful. It seems a lot better now and I'm hoping it will stay that way in each chapter ^^;
NOTE: This will turn out to be a ScoutxOC, (I hope that doesn't effect anyone out there :o...) so if you don't like it, please don't waste your time reading this or leave negative reviews.
It was the middle of night. The full moon shone over the dusty landscape like a large glowing orb. A black helicopter hovered high above the ground, the rotor blades rapidly cutting through the misty air as they spun. The ready and willing woman, who was hesitantly seated in the helicopter, stared at the bare land from the open side. She looked down at her pilot, who was busy lowering the ladders for her to get down. She reached out and rested her hand on his shoulder,
"There's no need for those. I'll be fine." She confirmed with a calm smile. The pilot sighed and stopped lowering the ladders, giving her a concerned look as he then began to pull them back up,
"Ever heard the saying 'better safe than sorry'?"
"Ever heard the saying 'time is money'?" She commented with a hint of sarcasm in the tone of her voice. The pilot didn't bother answering as he knew that she was right. Their boss isn't the one to pay for laziness. Of course the assignment would be given to someone more driven.
"Well, you win the argument once again. But you'd better get going if that's the case." The pilot confirmed, passing the weighted bag to her. She nodded and shuffled closer to the open side of the helicopter, lifting the bag over her shoulder before turning to face her pilot for the last time,
"Very well then," With that final comment, Holly let herself fall from the edge of the exit. The wind almost took her breath away, but she aimed her feet downwards to avoid the pressure and speed up her fall. Holly prepared herself before she swiftly and safely landed on her feet.
She looked back up at the helicopter as it descended back towards the route they came from. The young woman dusted off her blue vest top and grey knee-length pants. She glanced around her dusty surroundings. Her enhanced eyesight helped her clarify her position, and she knew just where to go to get to her targeted location. With her mind focused on her mission and the satisfying reward of a doubled salary, she lifted the heavy bag further over her shoulder. Holly began her trek towards what she would call her 'Money Making Target'.
The Heavy yawned loudly, covering his mouth with a large hand. He gazed tiredly at the five cards in his hands. It was late and the three other team members at the table had trouble containing their own drooping eyelids and half hearted yawns. In stark contrast the Scout was wide awake. He sat upright staring intently at the cards in his hand. The Heavy grumbled then broke the silence by slamming his hand on the table.
"I want to play poker! This is game for babies!" He stated in his rough, Russian accent, sounding somewhat frustrated that he didn't get to pick the card game in the first place. The others jumped at the sudden noise as they were close to falling asleep. The youngest man forced an uneasy smile as he received a spiteful glare from Heavy.
"Heavy's right, Scout, go fish is for little kids, isn't it? Stop dragging your heels and let us play something else." The Engineer said. The short Texan man kept a calm tone. He knew that the stubborn young man hated it when someone disagreed with him, and Engineer was probably the only person that could ease his frequent tempers. Engineer has the most patience, especially when it came to dealing with Scout.
The Sniper sat across from the scout and he, on the other hand, was completely nettled. Unlike the Engineer, his patience wasn't easy to hold back around Scout, and he had already lost it. The Australian man immediately dropped his cards and stood up to leave,
"Sack this. I've had it with these bloody pointless card games every night. I'm going to bed, and if any of you wake me, you'll bloomin' wish you hadn't step foot near my bedroom door!" The three men at the table knew that Sniper was a cranky man with no sense of humour, but this time he seemed worse than ever. Before he left the room he turned to face the Scout, "And when I mean 'any of you', I especially mean you, Scout."
"Hehe, you are so doomed, little baby man! Sniper's going to kick your ass!" Heavy chuckled just after they heard Sniper's bedroom door slam. Scout's eye twitched with anger,
"Shut your trap, fatty, or I'll kick YOUR ass!" The offensive young man threatened. He hated being teased, even though he would always tease his other colleagues without a care. Heavy only glared at him as he didn't want to start a fight, although it was very tempting with Scout. But Engineer spoke up before any sudden attempts,
"Fella's, please, let's not cause another childish fight at this time. The rest of our team are asleep." He stated. Scout and Heavy sighed and looked away from each other, "Good. Now, I think we should all get to bed, it's almost one o'clock in the morning."
With that, Heavy dropped his cards and left the table to head to his room, mumbling insulting and unnecessary things under his breath. Engineer gave Scout an apologetic look before gathering the scattered cards in a neat pile,
"Sorry, Scout, but the rest of us ain't 21."
"What are you saying? '12' is the new '21'?" Scout suspiciously questioned him. Engineer sighed, the Scout was absolutely hopeless. Placing the cards down, he turned to face Scout before making his way to his room,
"I hate the break it to you, Scout, but the fact that you play Go Fish proves you're a kid."
As Engineer left him alone and offended, a silent rumble formed in Scout's stomach. So he left the table and decided to wonder into the kitchen. He rarely got midnight snacks. The only thing that was on his mind as he went to browse around in the cupboards was pancakes.
Just imagining the sweet and fluffy taste drove him insane. He especially loved adding a small cube of butter and coating them in syrup. When he was finished drooling over his imaginary pancakes, he quickened his pace and rushed around the kitchen, searching every cupboard. He opened the fridge and found the syrup, along with one of Heavy's untouched sandwiches. But after realising that he wouldn't be finding anything, he placed the bottle back with an unsatisfied frown.
Before he closed the fridge, he stared at Heavy's sandwich. A smirk formed on his face as he took it off its plate. Scout took one big bite and casually placed it back, looking around like nothing happened as he shut the fridge and left the kitchen.
With nothing else to do at one o'clock in the morning, Scout decided to hit the hay. He quietly rushed up the stairs, making sure he was as silent as possible as he tiptoed to his room past the other colleagues. He carefully shut the door behind him and kicked his trainers off. He removed his earpiece and black baseball cap and placed it on the steel desk. With a yawn and a stretch, he let himself drop onto his bed. Moments later, he dozed off into a deep sleep.
"Gotcha..." Holly whispered to herself as she layed eyes on the BLU fort further in the distance, "Now let's see," she said with a sigh as she carefully placed the bag on the floor and knelt down. She unzipped it and rummaged through her clothes until she came across the small but deadly nuclear weapon that was hidden in the locket of her necklace.
Holly opened the locket and took a quick peek at the miniature bomb in awe. She held it up to the light of the moon and examined it carefully. It was similar to a microchip, and the only way to power it up is to insert it into any sort of machinery. Holly placed it back in the locket before burying it at the bottom of her bag and zipping it up. The young woman flung the bag over her shoulder and quickly walked towards the BLU base.
She stopped in front of a chain-link fence to make sure that the bag was securely on her shoulder before she could climb. In one quick motion, she climbed nimbly up the chain link fence, her fingers grasping the cold wire with amazing dexterity. Holly nearly fell off the top of the fence in a rush to jump down, but landed with cat-like precision.
As she walked, Holly scanned the base for an entrance, but the only possible one looked like the door of a garage. Before she went to open it, she looked at the windows; there were no lights on in any of them so she assumed that the team were asleep.
Holly considered herself lucky that they were asleep as she was feeling a little sleepy herself. Before she left her HQ for the assignment, she was told to sign up as a new team member at the BLU fort. Hopefully, if this was successful, Holly would quickly gain the team's trust without getting comfy at the base, she wouldn't plan on staying too long. During this, she could secretly plant the bomb and escape as quickly as possible before the countdown ended.
Holly searched for some sort of switch to open the garage, but there was nothing at all. She figured that the switch was on the inside. With a sigh, she knelt down and pushed her fingers underneath the gap at the bottom of the door and attempted to lift it open. The door soon lifted but stopped halfway, and she quickly scurried in, pulling it shut after her.
It was slightly warmer inside, and the dim lights along the ceiling only lit up the room that led to a corridor. After deciding to sleep in the garage-like room, Holly picked up her bag and searched for her pillow. She lay down and used her jacket as a blanket. Tomorrow she would get to work and try her best to seem like a trustworthy guest until she would be an official member of the team.
A.N: There you have it! Tell me what you think so far. If you spot any mistakes, I apoloigise! I'm still learning so...y'know...