killjoy and viper oneshots/stories

Doppelgangers and Decisions

Author's Note: Hi! My work is also up on AO3 under the name doodlebees, I seem to be getting some traction there as well, and if that's your main platform, feel welcome to use both sites.

Viper sat in her lab late one night working away with her poisons, the mice scurried away in the huge enclosure she had set up for them. Pity, she used to hate killing mice in her lab back in Alaska, but times have changed. Her name went from Sabine to Viper. She had nearly everything stripped away from her. She poisoned her foes on the battlefield, even ones who looked exactly like the people she worked with, Viper only faltered once, and that was against the Genius of Germany, Killjoy.

Killjoy ran alongside Sage and Omen towards the spike site, they were planting this go-around. Her fingerless gloves were cold in the icy winter-scape of what was commonly referred to as the Icebox. Bennett Island was treacherous around this part of the year, although Sova was having a blast in his homeland. He seemed to be just fine in the weather, taking down one Kingdom employee as soon as they landed before sauntering off into B site.

It was her first mission with Viper and Omen, they seemed to have a kindred history due to their conversations, referring to Viper by her birth name, not codename. Killjoy only knew it was her name after he snipped at her with Sabine as more of a taunt rather than a term between friends. She needed to snoop around in Brimstone's files once she got back home from this mission. Killjoy smacked her face to wake her up from her chilly stupor, she needed to focus, she had the spike, meaning she had the biggest target on her back. She was lucky she had her team beside her, but it didn't mean she couldn't be picked off while heading to the site.
"We have the site, go, Killjoy," Omen voiced over the earpiece communications she had set up.

"En route," she voiced, one hand on a phantom and one hand voicing over the headset. She picked up her pace and made her way to A site. Though she was lurking around the drop-off point and was ensuring no one was flanking before heading off to the point. She tossed the spike to Omen,

"I'm sorry for handing it off, I have a bad feeling about the back site, and I need to lock it down before anyone tries to flank," she said.

Omen only nodded, before taking the spike and teleporting off to plant it. Killjoy headed back to back site, only to find her turret and bots out of commission. Confused, she approached slowly, pulling her phantom up into position. Before she saw someone walkout from the center flank.

They had a yellow puffy jacket on, and she looked exactly like Killjoy. Which turned her into panic mode, she wasn't told she would have a doppelganger upon joining the Protocol.

"Who are you?" Killjoy held her weapon shakily, it was herself, right?

"Mein Gott, who the hell are you?" her double asked, pulling her vandal to her chest, they were in a standoff.

"Um, pretty sure you're me, so whatever you're doing to my bots, I request you cut it out." she huffed. Her hands still wavering, she needed to get ahold of herself.

"They didn't tell me I'd have a double," the other Killjoy shook as well, if anything were the same, they were curious of each other.

"Nor did my team," Killjoy aimed at her head "Whatever, I'm sure I can analyze your corpse at the base."

"I was thinking the same thing," the other smirked, before raising her rifle.
And so the standoff went into a shootout.

"Killjoy, one minute until detonation, what's going on back there?" Sage asked over comms.