#tf2 spy fecking dies

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could you do Medic finding out his (merc) s/o is almost as deranged/brutal as him on the battlefield ? if that makes any sense-

A / N- It's finally here! I somehow caught a fever yesterday while writing this, so sorry if some of it makes no sense. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

TW: gore, death, violence, murder.

The wind blew trough the endless desert of Badwater Basin, causing some sand to raise up and move trough the air.

You fixed your shirt, dusting some metal scraps off it. Looking at the destroyed sentry beneath you, a sight escaped your mouth.

You waved your hand up in the air, signaling to your colleagues that the area is clear.

But seeing how they didn't move from behind the corner made you furrow your eyebrows.

- What is it this time?- You asked to yourself, carefully walking towards the men. 

It made you mad you couldn't finish this mission earlier. It was taking a long time, and apparently The Administrator said it was important. Well, It would definitely take a lot less time if you would be sent here with your whole team. However, Miss Pauling insisted only four of you go. Choosing wasn't easy, but after " precise " calculations, the whole team settled on you, Heavy, Soldier and Medic. 

- What are you doing? We have to hurry.- You said, finally standing next to the two men. Wait, two? - And where on earth is Soldier?

- We don't know. That's why we aren't following.- Heavy said, looking at you. His face showed the same tired expression as yours did.

- I swear if he got himself killed, I will...- As you were about to finish your sentence, you heard footsteps from behind you. Out of reflex, you turned around, only to see Soldier. His suit was covered in blood, and he clearly had a shot wound on his arm.

- I killed two of those maggots!- He smiled, showing off that he also got some teeth knocked out. Medic sighed behind you.

- Dummkopf! How about you heal yourself this time? I'm zo...- He began to rant. You turned around towards him, giving him a scolding look.

- You two can argue later.- You said. He furrowed his eyebrows, but stayed silent. Normally he would start giving Soldier a lecture, but he tried to not spark conflicts around you. In fact, he was quite thankful you would keep an eye on him, since he wasn't that big of a fan of arguments.

The whole team fell silent for a second, as the wind blew. 

All of sudden, Heavy raised his hand, pointing behind you.

- SPY!- He shouted.

You immediately jumped from place, looking behind you.

There stood Soldier. Same as before, with the difference that this time there was a butterfly knife in his hand. 

Without a second thought, you launched yourself onto the traitor, pushing both you and him onto the floor. In the process, the knife fell from his hand, creating a small cut on his palm. It was enough to loose his disguise.

His weapon fell to the ground next to him, as you slowly fixed yourself, and sat down on his stomach. To make sure he wouldn't escape you placed one hand on his neck, while you tried to reach the knife with the other one.

Once you reached it, you took it closer to the Spy's face.

- We aren't so smart now, huh?- You asked, smiling at him. He tried to struggle for you to let him go, but to no avail.

- So, what did you do with the real Soldier?- You asked. The man didn't answer, just kept on wiggling.

- I asked you a question. - You said, slowly cutting his cheek. He yelped in pain.

- You're not going to talk? Well...- You took the knife away from him, looking away. He took two sharp breaths.- I will just have to make you talk.

Once you said that, you turned back to him. Lowering your knife down to his face, you stopped your hand by his eyes. 

- How about we start with picking out your eye?

He didn't reply, but grunted and spit at your face.

- Now you've done it, sucker.- You muttered. Before he could even reply, you shoved the butterfly knife right into his left eye. He started screaming in pain, as you slowly took the knife out of it. After that, you just stabbed it right into his skull.

Slowly standing up, you looked at the corpse beneath you.

- I hate spies.- You said, looking back at your teammates. Heavy looked terrified, but Medic seemed rather surprised.

- Zhat was something, Mausebar. - The doctor said, looking at you.

- Thanks.- You replied, smiling at him.- Let's go and find the real Soldier.

Heavy didn't think twice, and walked past you, looking around to see if there were no enemies ahead. While he was having his back towards you, Medic approached you.

- Are you okay?- He asked you.

- Yeah, I'm fine...He isn't.- You said, looking at the dead body by your feet. The men crouched down to the body. He couldn't see clearly what was going on before, but now he saw. It impressed him just how violent you could've been. You always seemed like a pretty reserved person when the two of you were alone. He smiled slightly. That would surely help him in his work... 

He stood up, looking at you again. He leaned in, kissing you on the cheek. You smiled at him.

- Let's go, liebling.- He said, putting his hand on your back, and leading you forward. The two of you joined Heavy, moving forward with your mission. But the thought of the brutality he saw couldn't leave Medic's head...he didn't complain though. 

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i loved the ‘scout accidentally hurting s/o in battle’, can u write that for spy please? tyy! have a good day ^^

A/N- I assume you mean the one with Scout accidentally killing his S/O? I think it was that because accidentally hurting were headcanons for all mercs.

I went a little bit too far here, and this is very gorey, woah.

"A Lethal Mistake"- Spy accidentally killing his S/O during battle.

Tw. Blood,knives,guns,deaths.

The man moved carefully trough the abandoned warehouse. He steadied the butterfly knife in his hand while hardly biting on his bottom lip.

Even though his footsteps echoed trough the empty room, he felt like he wasn't alone. The words of the enemy Spy still hummed inside his head, not letting him calm down.

"Would you gut them like a fish?"- that question made blood pump faster inside Spy's body. Apperantly his enemy thought it would be a hilarious idea to disguise as his lover.

He was just pinning that sucker to the wall, placing his knife against that rat's throat. However, he managed to defend himself and break free. Right now there was nothing that Spy wanted to do more than kill that man. He wasn't only disguising as his mon cher, but also threating their safety. And worst of all, taking satisfaction from it all.

Suddenly, the room was filled with more footsteps, not Spy's this time. He was immediately alarmed by that, ready to defend himself if necessary.

The footsteps were growing closer, until a figure appeared from behind the corner. His lover...or was it?

-Oh thank god you're here...-they shakily began, catching their breath. They had several wounds and their shirt was covered in blood.

Spy observed them carefully.

It's him- something told him from inside his head. Without saying anything, he lowered the knife, and instead reached for the gun that was settled behind his suit jacket. He carefully took it out.

-What's wrong?- He heard them ask. His veins were pulsing. He thought for a second. I would recognize them everywhere, I would know if this was them...

He slowly reloaded, and before his lover had time to react, he fired.

Steadily for the chest. Then another shot. Then another one.

Finally, the bleeding out body felt to the floor. He watched it loose blood as the person slowly lost their breath.

But the disguise wasn't going off...

That was not a disguise.

His hands began to tramble as he realized what he just did. He let go off the revolver, and it fell to the floor with a small thump. He noticed that the person's chest stopped raising up and down.

They were dead.

-And you killed them...-A familiar voice said from behind his back. Before he could react, he felt a tight embrace from the back. It was them again, but that was a disguise this time. The enemy Spy smiled as he slowly lowered his butterfly knife into his nemesis' stomach.

-You killed them, you monster.- He whispered into the trembling's man ear as he slowly inserted the knife, making sure to make it as painful as possible.

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