Heart of the war. [Smii7y x Reader]

Thirty Four❗

"Wait, we cant buy back Matt or griz?" Y/N asked, furrowing her brows.

"What?" Smii7y looked at the holographic man from the buy station.

The man showed a grim expression, since of course this wasnt the first team he had seen to buy back the dead. But the holo man felt..differently, like he knew something wouldve happened to them.

"Thats odd.. but we should buy and get back asap. We dont know who else is here." Smii7y told Y/N. She nodded in agreement.

She asked the man politely, handing over the money and hearing the sound of a flare fire up above the buy station.

"Toodles!~" The Holo Man waved them off, smiling.

"Bye man!"

"Bye bro!"

Speaking over the intercom, Y/N gave Puffer an exact description of a little hut in the middle of the forest. Y/N felt uneasy, knowing something would be off, she thinned her lips and gripped her gun in anticipation.

"Puffer never answered."

-

Puffer ran far away, farther than he imagined his feet could take him. If it wasnt his spared energy carrying his worn out legs, it was probably price literally sprinting after him like his life depended on it.

"I cant give up now!" He whispered to himself, his face just being hit constantly with wind as he forced his legs to carry him.

"I know you cant run farther, Puffer." John hissed, jumping on him from the back. John made quick work of the inexperienced puffer, and had him on the ground in mere seconds.

"Luckily, Precious Y/N and Smii7y have bought you back." Prices personality changed, to a cheerful one.

It baffled-- No, disgusted Puffer. He played along with it, hiding the disbelief that threatened to play on his features. Puffer watched in silence as he saw a heli far away, coming up yet still a little far.

His vision faltering, barely even able to stand up, while the captain called his name. The world started to spin, or maybe it was just already spinning. Puffer collapsed on the grass, while his breathing finally regulated.

"PUFFER! IS THERE AN EMT ON THE HELI?!" Price screamed at the arrival of the helimahopter (blarg is alive through us).
(God im making myself cry <\3)

"Yes, captain!"

"WELL GET THEM DOWN HERE!"

-

I saw Grizzys hands come down to grip mine. The sudden sensation made my eyes pull away from Matt, bloody on the floor, dying.

The image forever engraved in my brain, i give up sulking over my friend..

"Grizzy-"

"Get out of here.."

"Fuck that!" I screeched, pushing him behind me. I may not be the tallest, the strongest, the greatest or the most popular. But that doesnt mean i leave my friends behind to die.

Gripping Grizzys hands harder than he gripped mine, i swing him behind my back. Catching prices brass knuckle, i watched it go into my palm as i blocked it. Hissing in pain, i take this opportunity to not only further fuck up my hand, but to swing him away.

I successfully swing the man away, grabbing Grizzy by the arm and forcefully tug him to the exit. It seems i knocked him harshly into the wall, as hes clutching his stupid shoulder.

We manage to pull matt out the hallway of the place, outside and successfully locking the door. Seems like he didnt have a fucking key on him.

We sit, tearing out our shirts to wrap it around his stomach. He only spat up more blood. I kept eye contact with him, but it was no use. I watched his eyes steer away from mine mindlessly.

"Matt..MAAAAAAATT!!!" I screamed harder, and harder, as grizzy couldnt get me to shut my mouth.

Then i woke up.