Heyy alll! As you've probably noticed i changed Lexi's picture. it's just that every time i pictured her she had blonde hair. Plus this one shows off her attitude, which i love 3
Enjoy chapter 4!
Outside the base, someone was lurking in the shadows. He was staring at the RED base, waiting.
While he waited, he replayed his strategy in his mind. His solo mission was to get the intelligence from RED base. Even though it wasn't the right area, as he was still in Badlands, it couldn't hurt to try and get some sort information.
RED was destroying BLU. Almost every mission they've done has left almost all of the BLU team dead by the end. They've had to ship in more and more replacements. In fact, he would most certainly be dead had the BLU Medic not had a spare brain that perfectly suited him. He didn't feel any different, despite the fact that he had a full brain transplant.
When the last light went out in the RED base, he cloaked and ran into the base, avoiding security cameras and sentries. By the time he got inside the building, his cloaking ran out. He didn't care though. As far as he was concerned, he just passed the hard part.
He wondered through the halls of the base silently. He went into the infirmary, since he knew that the Medic was better at keeping records than any other class. He went searching through the files of all the patients he's had and how he healed them. He stopped at one particular file. One labled, 'Lexi,' and was not nearly as stuffed as everyone else's files.
He opened that file and looked. She was a Scout and extremely new. Her only recorded injury is a rocket blast to the stomach. She apparently lived through it, thanks to the Medic's surgery.
It had been so long since Spy has been with a woman. He couldn't remember the last time he bedded one. He would do anything to just be with a woman once. He would be satisfied, just to touch her, feel her, make love to her.
Spy smiled. All he had to do was go to her room.
Spy disguised himself as the RED Sniper, just in case anyone happened to be walking around, and went searching for the young woman's room. He knew that she would have her own room, so he quietly opened every door and peeked inside, seeing if there were two people present in the room.
When he got to the last room, he rubbed his hands together and opened the door.
The room was pitch black. He could hear a radio, but it was only playing static. He could hear the girls even breathing.
He changed back to himself and allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness. He had all night to ravish her. He was in no rush.
Quietly, he walked to her bed and watched her sleep for a bit. She wore only a tank top and a pair of very revealing shorts.
Itz as if she iz wanting to get raped. Spy laughed to himself in his head. He reached over, about to cover her mouth with his hand and threaten her not to make any noise.
However, right when he was about to touch her, her eyes snapped open and looked right at him.
Spy was surprised for a second. Which was enough time for the girl.
I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling very uneasy about something. My radio was playing static, so the station was off for the night. I was about to get up and turn it off when I heard my bedroom door open.
I knew from experience that if your door opens, don't move. If it's someone checking on you, then just stay still and pretend you were asleep the whole time.
Whoever they were, they were not here to check on me.
I closed my eyes, but left them open just a crack. I could see a tall, lean figure towering over my bed. I recognized the hat he was wearing and nearly had a heart attack, but then, right before my eyes, the shape changed.
There's only one person I knew who could change his appearance. Technically two.
I stayed completely still and watched him through my slitted eyes.
Can't be…but then that would mean…
I braced myself, but still staying relaxed, as if I was asleep. I saw the man's sadistic smile as his hand reached for my face. By this point, I knew exactly what he was going to do.
I opened my eyes wide and stared him down with a steely glare. He hesitated, his hand hovering just above my head.
I took the opportunity and jumped out of my bed, tackling him.
"I don't fuckin' think so!" I screamed.
I punched him anywhere I could; face, chest, nose, mouth, stomach, groin. Anywhere. I reached around my small room and grabbed my baseball bat. I started hitting him in the head, hard. I could see his eyes start to unfocus and close.
"Yeah! You like that? You little fuckin' creep! You don't even fuckin' belong here!" I said, continuing to hit him.
My door opened again and someone flicked on my lights. "What in tar nat-" I recognized the Engineers southern drawl, but ignored him.
The light allowed me to see who he was. It was the BLU Spy. I continued hitting him, swearing at him;
"You little dumb-fuck! Coming in my room? I don't fuckin' think so!"
"Bloody hell! What's happening?"
I heard Mundy's voice and stopped. I looked in the doorway to see Engineer, Soldier, Mundy, Medic, and Spy, all staring at me. Well, Spy was looking at his counterpart with utter disdain and hatred. I wasn't entirely sure why. Maybe it's a spy thing.
I stood up and immediately, Soldier came in and tied the Spy up. Not that he would be moving any time soon.
"I was just trying to sleep when this fucker came into my room!" I explained, mostly to Mundy. "Good thing I was awake. I have an idea of what he would have done to me. I thought they weren't allowed back when we defeat them? Not until the next mission at least?"
"Right you are, Private," Soldier said, "This will be reported to the Announcer and she will punish him accordingly. This is against the rules of this war and she will have none of it."
I hugged myself, the adrenaline leaving my body as I realized exactly what happened. And what could have happened. I glared at the bloodstains on my floor to avoid everyone's eyes
Engineer and Soldier left with the Spy, talking about how upset the Announcer was gonna be for being woken up at such an hour. Medic came up to me and asked, "Are you ok? You look a little shaken."
I nodded, "Yeah I'm fine. Just my adrenaline leaving my body or whatever. I'm gonna go get something to drink." I walked out of my room, pushing past Mundy and Spy.
In the kitchen, I pulled out some powdered milk from the cupboard and added water to it. I heated it up in the microwave for a minute and waited.
"Oi, mind if I join you?"
"Sure thing, Mundy." I said, smiling at him. My milk beeped and I took it out, stirring it a bit and sitting at the table with Mundy.
"I guess you can't get a break, huh?" Mundy said matter-of-factly.
I shrugged, blowing on my milk, "Nah, I guess not. It's not like I didn't expect it though. I mean, I'm the only girl on the team! In this war, even. It doesn't surprise me that anyone wouldn't try…hurting me."
Mundy gave me a weird look, "Does it even bother you at all? I have a good idea what that fuckin' Spy was going to do to you. And you're a smart girl, you know too."
I sighed, "I'm not some damsel in distress. I think I've proven to you that I can take care of myself." I thought for a moment, "I'm surprised though…" I mused.
Mundy raised an eyebrow, "About what?"
I took a sip of milk, "Well…I was already awake when he walked into the room. He was disguised though…as you."
Mundy's eyes widened, but he didn't say anything. I continued, "I'm just confused; why didn't he use me when he was disguised as you? Wouldn't that have made more sense?"
Shit that came out wrong! But before I could fix it he said, "Would the result have been any different?"
"Probably not." I lied, "If anything, you'd be dead."
Mundy laughed, "So you're telling me that you'd kill a fellow team member for going into your room, but you'd only beat an enemy to a pulp."
"Which sounds more merciful?"
Mundy thought, "I'd say death."
"Then I'd be doing you a favor."
We both laughed. When we stopped, we were in a comfortable silence. Although, a question kept tugging at my lips, so I asked, "Hey Mundy. You got a wife or girlfriend waiting for you at home or anything?"
Mundy looked surprised, "What makes you ask that?"
I shrugged, "Well, I mean, do you have anyone at home waiting for you? I have a hunch that you don't get along with your parents, so I'm just wondering."
Mundy looked stoney, "I don't, actually."
I blinked. Didn't expect that, Lexi. Strike one.
"Well, maybe a kid? Do you have a kid waitin' for you?"
Mundy blinked, "Jesus, no! I still consider myself to be a little too young for ankle bitters."
I snickered, "What are you waiting for? Till your 80?"
"No, I just think that 21's too young for kids."
I coughed on the milk I was drinking. He's only 21!? Strike two!
"Also, I haven't met the right woman. I don't want a kid with any ol' broad, but I also don't wanna settle down quite yet."
"Wow, that's…actually kinda sweet." I said.
Mundy raised an eyebrow, "Sweet how?"
I shrugged, "Well, one, your sweeter than any guy I've met. In Boston, guys would do anything to have sex with a girl. And I mean ANYTHING."
"Well, things in Australia are a tad different." He smiled at me. If I would have died right then, I would have been happy, just seeing that smile. It was radiant and warming. Like a fleece blanket.
"If you don't mind me askin' Lexi, what was your life really like in Boston?"
I smirked at him, "Haven't I bragged enough?"
"Well, you say some things that make me curious. Like when we were arguing before. You mentioned that men would corner you in the dugouts?"
My smile dropped and I sighed, "Believe it or not, I don't like talking about that. I only said it so you would shut up. I know that you weren't watching me for kicks, but I don't like being wrong."
"Sounds like a typical woman," he muttered and a playfully kicked him under the table, only to stub my toe on his shin.
"Jesus! Why are you so fuckin' boney?"
He just laughed, "The perks of having chicken legs!"
"Hey Mundy…Why is it when you're around me, you're more open?"
Oh, my God. He blushed. I might die.
"What do you mean?" he asked, not as collected as he normally was. Now he was slightly fidgety.
"Well, I've noticed that around the others you're…really professional. Like, you don't joke or laugh or smile with anyone."
Mundy sighed, "You have to understand, Lexi. In this profession, anything can happen. You can make a new friend and the next day, they're dead. I've been doing this long enough to know that anyone is disposable, including your best friend."
I looked down. I never thought of it that way, "What makes me different?"
Mundy bit his lip, "I'm not too sure exactly. I just feel…drawn to you. It's probably just because I want to smack your smart mouth right off you."
Yeah, sure, that's it! I thought sarcastically. But butterflies tickled my insides. He had basically told me that he liked me.
I laughed nervously, "That makes sense. I can be annoying."
"You see? Now what I don't understand is how you know you're annoying, and yet you still continue to be annoying!"
I smirked, "Because it's fun to get a rise out of people like you!"
He laughed, then went really silent. He looked like he had a question, but didn't want to ask it.
"C'mon man, spit it out!" I pushed.
"Alright. I'm just wonderin'; Why are you here? A young lady like you, probably fresh out of the high school? This isn't a place for someone like you."
"Are you kiddin'? This is the perfect place for me! There's nowhere I'd rather be!"
He raised an eyebrow, "How about the baseball field?"
I looked down, contemplating my options. I could just lie. As hot as he may be, I don't think I can trust him…
But looking into his eyes, I could see that he wouldn't betray me. He wouldn't report me or spread a rumor around. It didn't seem like him anyway. He's the…quiet type.
Still…this is private, "I just like hurtin' people, man! It's, like, part of who I am!" I said, sitting back and putting my arms behind my head.
Mundy raised an eyebrow. He didn't believe me. Even though I didn't entirely lie. I do like hurting people.
I tried a more realistic lie, "Well…7 brothers and all. My mother is a single parent. What can I say, we need the money. While my brothers worked in convenience stores, I trained to be a killer. Figured it paid more."
That lie worked. Mundy looked like he believed me. He also looked speechless.
How do I make this less awkward…?
"Why are you here?" I asked.
He seemed surprised by the question for some reason. "Well, this is just a job. I make a livin' from it. I'm a professional assassin. This is what I've always wanted to do."
"Hm, you don't seem like the ruthless killer type."
"That's because I'm not!" he defended, "I'm a professional. I'm efficient, polite, and I have a plan! Not like the rest of these savages."
"Ok, ok! Calm down there big guy." I said, holding my arms up in surrender. "I get it, you're good. You're starting to sound like me."
He gave me a small smile.
I looked behind me at the microwave clock. I sighed, "It's 4 AM. Soldier's gonna get everyone up in 2 hours. I'm gonna go see if I can sleep a little more." I finished off my milk and put the cup in the sink.
"I'm gonna stay up," Mundy said, "I'm already alert, so trying to sleep would just be a waste of time."
I smiled, "Alright then. I'll see you later." And I left.
When Lexi left, Mundy couldn't help but watch her leave.
Bloody hell…she's so…interesting.
Mundy hadn't had any feelings for anyone since his sophomore year of high school. After that, he decided to focus more on his future and what he loved most; assassination.
However, this Scout, this girl, was making him feel…feelings. Every time he talked to her, he wanted to know more about her. When he looked at her, she could see that she didn't have a burden in the world. She was feisty, which he definitely loved about her. Even if she is an annoying little brat, he wants to be near her and talk to her.
And he basically told her that he liked her.
Efficient, huh? He laughed at himself, cursing his boldness for once.
"I would watch who I am looking at, Sniper,"
Sniper looked behind him to see Spy uncloaking himself. He must have heard the whole conversation between him and Lexi.
"Wot do ya mean, Spook?" Sniper growled.
Spy lit a cigarette and blew out a smoke ring, "I can tell you fancy ze young scout. I am here to warn you." Spy got close to Mundy and poked him in the chest, "If you do anyzing to harm her, it will be your head on a plate in Medic's refrigerator."
The sniper stood up, towering over the Spy, "Are you threatenin' me, 'mate?'"
Spy chuckled, not in the least bit scared, "No. I am making you a promise." Then he blew a puff of smoke in the Australians face and walked away.
Mundy grumbled under his breath.
What was that about?