Requested by Scewychoas.

          Just to tell you (t/c) stands for team color (RED or BLU of course) and (ot/c) means opposing team.

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Envy

Sniper x Reader x Spy

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Your POV

          It was my first mission as the Strategist, and I was aching for some action. After staying up all night for an entire week drawing out the blueprints of the (ot/c) base and coming up with strategies to combat agents the opposing team. I was finally able to write down the information and show the rest of my team my ideas. They were impressed by my the immense knowledge of the (ot/c) base, but I shrugged it off saying, 'it was nothing. That their base was pretty much the same as ours.' They laughed at this and Soldier scolded me, but I could tell he was proud.

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          I felt someone lightly push on my shoulder snapping me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I looked up at the tall Aussie man and smiled excitement coursing through my veins.

          "Looks loike our lil' sheila's excited for battle." Sniper said enthusiastically patting the top of my head. "But before ye run out onte the battlefield make sure ye stay with someone, we don't want ye gettin' hurt now do we?" I gave quick nod my attention snapping to the voice of the Administrator counting down from 5, 4 3, then 2, and 1.

          The doors opened, and the (t/c) raced out of the waiting room; Spy, Pyro, Heavy, and Medic followed me so we could to begin phase one of my strategies. The others ran off to fill in their parts of the plan. Sniper would be in a well-hidden sniper nest sniping at the enemy, while Scout and Soldier waited for Demo to give off the signal. When Demo's bombs go off that is when phase two begins. Soldier will use his rocket launcher while Pyro sneaks up on the enemy's Medic and Heavy, killing them whenever he has the chance. Phase three will begin soon after that. On queue, our Medic will have Heavy ready for Übercharge that should kill most of the enemy, if not Scout is the backup to kill whoever isn't killed. When the (ot/c) is regenerating this will give Spy a chance to sneak into the enemy base and take their intelligence and bring it back with no trouble, well that's if the plan works the way it's supposed too.

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          Everyone waited patiently for Demo's bombs to explode and while waiting, the air was filled with excitement and determination. When Demo's bombs finally went off everyone was off leaving me alone with a pertinacious smirk on my face. My ears would twitch every once in a while when a bomb went off or the scream of someone dying sounded making an evil grin slowly grow on my lips.

          A little while later the air was unusually quiet, and I couldn't help but chuckle the evil grin slowly growing till I looked like a madman or in my case mad women. Then the Administrator's voice rang out "We have taken the enemy intelligence." When I heard those words I couldn't help but jump up and fist pump the air, but knowing well that Spy still had to get it back to our base to be victorious. When I calmed myself down, I began to quickly walk towards the excite of the safe haven I was staying in till Spy captured the intel. When I emerged from the darkness I saw Scout and Soldier racing behind Spy for protection; Demoman was making a thick line of sticky bombs so the (ot/c) team would have difficulty time crossing over onto our turf.

          I quickly started to sprint towards Spy I motioned him to hand me the intel which he gladly did; a proud grin on his lips making me smile. When the intel was secure in my arms, my legs felt light, and I flew across the dry ground kicking up dust as I went. Scout caught up with me and raced on ahead with the others stayed close behind.

          When the intel was safely at our base, the Administrator's voice sounded on the intercom "Success! We have secured the enemy intelligence." I gave a sigh of relief and lightly sat on the ground a giant grin on my lips as I combed my fingers through my hair.

          I hadn't noticed the others were crowding around me till Heavy picked me up and tossed me in the air. My fellow teammates were chanting my class name "Strategist! Strategist!Strategist!" I laughed and put my hands in the air like a little kid shouting with them.

          After Heavy put me down, he roughly rubbed my head making the hair on the top of my head frizz out. I laughed some more while I fixed my hair. Some of the merces were congratulating me, while others slowly left. After a while the only two who were congratulating me were Spy and Sniper, this made me happy because both were close friends of mine. They were the only two who talked to me and showed me around the base when I first joined the (t/c) team.

          " 'Uor plan worked perfectly mon chèri." The strong French accent sounded making my spine tingle. I couldn't help but talked back in French my voice high in excitement, as I shot forward and hugged the back stabbing Frenchman.

          "Merci de nous aider moi finir ma première mission!" I exclaimed still clinging onto Spy; excitement and happiness once again filling my stomach.(Thank you for helping me finish the first mission!")

          Spy gently pat my head my eyes closed as a warm feeling filled my heart making me calm as I rested my head on his should. My gaze slowly shifted over to Sniper, who had a clear look of jealousy in his eyes. A smirk crept its way onto my lips as I began to mimic the Aussie accent Snipe used. "Aw come on mate why ye lookin' so glum?" This made Sniper raise an eyebrow in a cute questioning way.

          I let go of Spy and gave Sniper a hug too. "Ye feelin' betta mate?" I asked causing Sniper to let out a deep chuckle.

          He too rubbed the top of my head making me smile, but something wasn't right. I quickly looked over at Spy and he... his gaze, wasn't a gaze it was an intense glare. It was like that of icy daggers. Why is Spy glaring at me? No, not me but... Sniper?! Why is Spy glaring at Sniper?

          A shiver zipped down my spine as I stared at my snake like friend a little longer. I then look up and grew cold as I realize Sniper also had the icy dagger glare.

           'Why are they glaring at each other like that?' I pondered, still slightly shaken by the intense glares I just witnessed. I slowly shook it off, though and pushed myself away from the two merces.

          "Well, fellas I have a lot of work to do and well... seeyoulater!"

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          It was a very exciting evening, the merces were having a party in the mess hall, and me, well, I was just going to my room for some peace and quiet. After that victorious battle agents the (ot/c) team and all the strategies I came up with and finished I was fairly tired. All I wanted to do was sleep and nothing more.

*Tip... tap*

          I stopped and turned around to the sound of food steps, 'i-is someone following me?' I thought, my eyes slightly squinting knowing well that I wouldn't see anything, but as I thought this Medic came around the corner nearly giving me a heart attack.

          I grabbed my chest where my heart was and gave a sigh then quickly looked up at Medic with annoyed eyes.

"Don't do that!"

          Medic stood looking confused, but shrugged and started walking once again; continuing to wherever he was going, probably to the inferiority or his room. My gaze followed the German man till he turned another corner, walking further down into the base. I relaxed and also shrugged continuing to my room.

          "Ye' bloody Spies are all the same." The Aussie voice sounded making me stop and walked towards the sound. "Yer' always taking (y/n) for yerself, and it's really startin' to piss. me. off." A shiver ran down my spine as I peered around the corner finding Sniper, of course, and Spy. They... they were glaring at each other like before.

          "Hmph take 'er from 'ou, please she come to me like a little puppy coming to iz mozer. I don't even have to try." Spy's French accent made me shiver, like always. I stood there my (e/c) eyes growing dark and dull, as I continued to listen.

         "Yer' just usein' her aren't ye, you slithering snake!" Sniper snapped making me flinched at the intensity growing in the air between the two merces. " I bet y..." I started walking before I could listen any longer; my heart aching as their voices echoed in my head.

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          When I reached my room, I quickly closed the door and walked towards my bathroom. When I looked in the mirror I noticed my (e/c) eyes were dark and clouded with pain, I quickly turned away and slowly walked to the middle of my room.

          "I-It's hot in here," I whispered to myself as I walked over to the window to open it. When I open my window a big gust of wind shot in making me fall to the ground, my eyes were wide as I sat in shock. "S- Spy what the Hell!" I exclaimed, my eyebrows frowning in annoyance. He didn't say anything which made me slightly uneasy remembering what I heard in the hall.

          'Spy and Sniper, they were fighting over me... Sniper, he said something about Spy using me.' That thought only made the uneasiness only grow larger. Then he slowly started moving towards me gesturing a hand to help me up. I accepted and took his hand, he pulled me up, and I just stood there like a lost child. I didn't really know how to handle awkward situations.

           "I'm sorry mon cher," Spy apologized. "I didn't mean to do zat, make 'ou fall I mean." I shook my head a small smile on my lips.

          "No, no you're fine..." as I was about to finish Spy smashed his lips into mine. My eyes widened, and I pushed him away. "What, what are you doing?" I asked in shock. Spy didn't respond just started leaning in again. "No! stop!" I yelled again pushing Spy away, this time, I pushed him harder making him fall. I slowly backed towards my door, my (e/c) eyes still wide with shock.

          I swung my door open and started running down the hall. My bare feet hit the cold stone flooring as I continued to run pushing open doors and the other merces till I turned a corner and bumped into a tall figure knocking both him and me to the ground. The person smelled of cigarettes and coffee, and another smell that I could never recognize.

           My (e/c) eyes slowly looked up, my breath caught in my throat as I recognized my Aussie friend Sniper. He looked down at me in surprise, and I stared back, tears starting to weld in the corner my eyes. My hand slowly moved towards my watering eyes and started wiping them away. I wasn't sad maybe something got caught in my eyes... no, I knew that wasn't true I was crying because of Spy he kissed me. I bet many people would have loved that, but we were just friends... just, just friends.

          I looked down at my hands and slowly started getting off my Aussie friend. A large hand was placed on my head making me look up again. Sniper had a reassuring smile on his lips which made me feel a little better.

          "So whoi is my lil' sheila cryin'?" Sniper asked, his hand moving as he started to lightly pat my head comfortingly. "Did someone hurt ye'?" I shook my head then paused for a moment, my eyes slowly began to wander to a blind corner.

          Then out of nowhere, there was movement!

          'Is... is Spy watching us?' I questioned to myself my gaze still on the corner. I slowly started to stand and walked towards the movement. I could feel Sniper's eyes following me questioningly. My hand rose on its own and felt an invisible hand. 'Spy, he... no.' I slowly backed away and shook my head in fear.

          "Spy I don't like this, please stop." I barely whispered.

          I felt Sniper grab me by the shoulders as I stepped back some more. The Aussie must have felt how tense I was and protectively wrapped his hands gently around my waist. His icy blue eyes glared daggers at the corner till the air wavered and Spy came into view. My vision grew cloudy as fear took over. 'He's... he's sick.' I thought frightened.

          "Spy, what in gods name are ya doin' mate?" Sniper Australian accent sounded. "You, you were the one who made (y/n) cry weren't ye?"

          Spy didn't say anything just stood as if he had a stake in his heart. It pained me to see him like that, it pained me to see anyone like that; hurt, guilty, confused. He was just trying to show love to me, but I didn't love him back. I couldn't look at the French man, so I turned my head away and stared off into a distant corner, where nothing was the only thing I could see.

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Umm, ok this it going to go on forever so I'm going to make a part two if that's all right with you Scewychoas.

Sorry, it took me so long :/