The Wolf's Chains (A TF2 Oc fanfic)

The Hunt

(A/N: asphyxiation and slight gore. Also some slight POV shifts and time skips so sorry if its kind of confusing to read)

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Looking in the mirror Wolf's eyes were slightly red and puffy, dried tears glistened in the light from the window. Grabbing a wash cloth she turned on the water and scrubbed her face. Turning off the water and the bathroom light she went to her closet and picked out a pair of black sweats and a sports bra, but choose to continue wearing her band tee. After dressing she put on her mask and shoes, and grabbed her keys. Heading out of the hall she made a B-line to the cafeteria, it was 9:00 and she had heard the others talking and walking around.

Since the team had their first victory in a while Soldier did as he had promised. The team had the rest of the week off from the scheduled workout. Everyone was in joyful spirits because they didn't have to wake up incredibly early for several days.

Wolf walked into the cafeteria and went to the table at the end where the drinks and food were, Grabbing a cup and filling it with hot water she stood there trying to decide what tea she wanted today.

"G'day Pup." Sniper interrupted her thoughts.

"H-Hey." Wolf responded, the tiredness apparent in her voice.

"Didn't mean t' startle ya," He said, rubbing his neck, "Oi was just wondering if yer gonna train t'day."

 "Oh w-well..." There was short pause before she blurted out, "How about I train with you." The way she responded surprised Sniper. That wasn't the answer he expected, but maybe the one he had hoped for. There was silence for a moment as Wolf grabbed a bag of chamomile tea and began to steep it.

"If that's that's alright with you." She said breaking the silent tension between them.

"Y-Yeah..." He mumbled, " 's fine with me."

Wolf's grey eyes appeared to smiled at the awkward man, a sense of warmth washed over him. She walked away with her tea, leaving Sniper there in awe. Walking out into the hall, she looked around to make sure no one was around and took a sip of her chamomile tea. Placing her mask back on she walked back to her room.

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A couple hours had passed and Wolf was drawing little doodles in her sketch book. There was a knock at her door. She put her mask on, closed her sketch book and got up. Opening the door she was meet with an unpleasant sight.

"Heya Sweetheart!" Scout exclaimed, leaning on the door frame

"And what do you want?" Wolf retorted, arms crossed

"Well, I was bout t' start trainin." Scout looked at her as if she was clueless

"And you want me to train with you?"

"No~... well maybe." He teased

"Sorry dude," Wolf said sarcastically, "Already got a training partner."

"Who?" Scout responded immediately

"The sharpshooter," She seemed pleased at her own response, "Speaking of, I should get ready." Wolf slammed the door in his face. Scout stood there like a lost dog for second, then walked away in defeat.

She took off her band tee and sweats and put on a pair of black jeans and a grey, sleeveless turtle neck. Grabbing her katanas and pocket knife she went to the front hall and into the large storeroom. In the storeroom there were guns and other weaponry that would be hauled off during missions. 

She walked over to her locker where some of her weapons and ammo were stored. There was a large box leaning on her locker with a note on it, it read: 'For: Pup' She silently chuckled knowing who it was from. Opening it she was surprised to see a black and silver bow. Pushing the box aside she slung the bow on her shoulder then opened her locker. There was a leather belt quiver with about 25 arrows inside it resting against one side. She slid the arrows out and attached the quiver to her waist and her right thigh, then put the arrows back in. She grabbed her handgun, put it in the holster, and closed her locker before heading out.