The Wolf's Chains (A TF2 Oc fanfic)

Old Memories

(A/N: In this chapter there will be mention of SA, panic disorders and EDs) 

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The sound of Soldier yelling woke the sleeping beauty. She groaned, got up and got dressed in a tight sports bra, a faded pink tank top, black sweat pants, her black mask, and her trusty sneakers. She had been here a couple weeks now and knew the routine.

Monday: Stretching exercises

Tuesday: Cardio

Wednesday: Upper body

Thursday: Core

Friday: Legs

The weekends were rest days or the days they usually get shipped off, or so she was told. Since she got there they hadn't been called to any missions. 

Soldier was the one to come up with the workout scheduled and enforced it, religiously, this pissed Wolf off, 'A loud man commanding me on what I should and should not do...had enough of that at my last job', what she thought to herself when she first heard about this schedule and who led it. Eventually she got used to it.

Heading down the Hallway to the weight room, it was Wednesday, she was loosening the tension that had built up around her neck.

"Hey there Sweetheart!" Scout said joining her as she passed his room. She hated that nickname and scoffed every time she was called that, but no matter how many times she expressed her dislike, he never listened. They entered the weight room together and were met with Soldier in their face.

"DO YOU MAGGOTS KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?" Soldier exclaimed only a couple inches from them.

"Uh...7:20?" Scout suggested, backing up slightly.

"Yes..." Soldier dragged on, "7:20...THATS 5 MINUTES LATE!"

"Can we just get the workout started." Wolf chimed in, exasperated

"I like your spirt!" Soldier said, "200 push ups, everyone!"

The others scattered about the room, dropped down and began to do push ups. After about 70 to 100, in a row, most began to get tired but when others started laying on their stomachs Wolf started doing hand stand push ups, possibly to create some motivation. The workout then moved to Bicep curls, Pull-ups, Bench press, planking, Dips, and One-arm dumbbell rows. The full Work out took around two to three hours to fully complete, after everyone had finished they headed to the cafeteria majority of them with a hearty appetite. 

Most picked between toast, eggs and bacon, cereal, or a breakfast salad. The drinks included caffeinated teas, coffee, water, OJ, or milk. Soldier, Engi, and Pyro were the ones to get up the earliest and set up the breakfast buffet every morning. Pyro and Engi would also make some kind of sack lunch with a different sandwich every day. Demo, Heavy and sometimes Medic  would make dinner, sometimes with whatever animal Sniper had hunted down during his training.

"So Sweetheart." Scout said as he sat himself beside the girl, "Who s' ya gonna go trainin with later t' day"

"Well," Wolf said, looking down at her phone's schedule, "I'm supposed to be with Spy." 

"The pervy Frenchman? Wouldn't ya rather be with me?" Scout tried to have a flirty expression, but it failed. . . miserably

"Yeah definitely," She retorted sarcastically, looking back at her phones.

Once everyone was finished Wolf had offered to clean up the Cafeteria and put away leftovers. The only reason she volunteered to do this was because she didn't want to take off her mask around the guys and because she didn't eat much anyways. She had been this way for the last few years, and didn't want them to question or worry about her. While cleaning up she would eat one, posibly two, slices of toast and some green tea, she wasn't much for coffee. However today was different, as she fished her toast and steeped her tea the cafeteria doors opened.