Immortal (Scout x Reader)

Introduction

(Bikini Potato for da ween)

3RD POV

"No! dont take her! shes all i have to remember marteen!" Your aunt Mavis cried. You Had signed up for this 'war'. and was aching to join. you where amazing with weapons due to the fact your father wanted you to be a cop before he passed away from cancer. your mom died when you where born, and your grandfather was dead because he was old and unhealthy. about 66 years old when he did die. but your grandmother was 64 and is now 66. and is healthy and fit, but on the other side of the world. so you where eather to be sent to a orphanedge or stay with Aunt Mavis. the aunt who spoiled you and made you wear dresses. but... you hated girly things and dresses. aunt Mavis wanted you to be a fashion designer your whole life. you loved to draw, you just didn't want to do it for a job.. you wanted to fight. of course, y/n wasn't normal. she had a eyepatch. and no, she still has the eye... but her right eye is a bright.. bloody red. she had to wear e/c contacts on her right eye to make sure nobody saw it. (A/N: I would prefer if your hair was short, because long locks isnt suitable for war) And her short (a/n: hopefully dyed) H/C hair (A/N: the ends sit on your shoulders) was in a messy short ponytail. she had on her contacts, hopefully being able to put the eyepatch on on the way to the war. "Im sorry, ma'am. she had to come. packed up lil one?" a man with goggles and a hard hat said gesturing twords me. "yep" You said, picking up a light brown suitcase. "lets go, i guess." y/n said, "if she dies, contact me" mavis said handing the man a piece of paper with a number on it. "i doubt she will die anyways." the man said tipping his hard hat. "oh, i hope she doesn't. i'll miss you so much" mavis said hugging her and basically strangling her. "bye aunt mavis." You said. You hugged back but not a hard. You and the man got into the truck. "my name is Engineer, but just call me Engie." the man said. you shook his hand while saying "y/n, its a pleasure." you said, After about (TIME) you got the the base. it was red base.You slipped off your contacts, not letting Engie notice as you put the eyepatch over your red eye. you where playing the part as a Y/C/N [Your own custom class! Loaf me]. you didn't like the class name so you prefered if people called you y/n. (A/N: i might go yn if i feel like it.) Y/C/N where ment to be able to take out sentrys from afar with the throwing knifes and Double-barrel shotgun, Along with a broken glass shard at the end of a iron bar as a meele. When you walking into the place, Engie told you that you would be sharing a room. he didn't specify who, but you went to it anyway. Engie told you everyone was outside and it was the week off due to your arrival. the BLU team also got a Y/C/N, whtch you were told was a canadian man. Engie took you to your room and you walked in. it was a mess. you hated to clean but... you had to. there where clothes and stuff everywhere. 2 beds, one with the bedding a complete mess, and a neatly done one. you threw your suitcase on the clean bed and starting to clean the room. by the time you where done, it looked pretty decent. It was about lunch and someone on the speakers ordered everyone to the 'lunch room' to come meet you. (A/N: your a bit taller than engie, who is the shortest) About 9 men, including engie walked in. there was a fat one, a german one, a aussie, a man in a sharp-looking suit, smoking... A man also with an eyepatch, a man in a fire-suit, a man with a massive helmet, and one who was sitting in the corner, Writing in a notebook. All i saw was that he had a hat and a orange-and-black headset. "Hello! New friend!" Said the fat- who seemed to be russian one. He pulled me into a hug. I hugged back but barely. "No more baby-men.. But a baby-woman!" He said, proud of himself. "Oi do i look like a toddler to you?" I said  jokingly. The man laughed. I can tell he likes to be happy. He reminds me of santa. "I am heavy weapons guy." He said, smiling while holding out his hand. I shook it as i felt something touch me from behind. I say the fancily dressed man standing behind me, grabbing onto my shoulder. I turned around quickly. "What the fuck..." I said, seeing he was no longer there. "Ze name is spy." I heared him say behind me. "How in the name of jesus are you doing that." I said. "Simple Techiques, frau." Someone with a thick german accent spoke behind me. "Excuse spy, he seems to be a bit 'excited' to have a female here. he iz very classy, yet seductive" He spoke. Spy looked annoyed. "Excuse my rudeness, I am ze medic. You must be ze Y/C/N?" He questioned. "Correct" said engie. "Anyways, Everyone, introduce yourselvez to miss.. uh.. vhat vas it?" Medic asked. "Its Y/N." I said. The man with an eyepatch looked at me. He suddenly smiles and ran to me and hugged me. "Eyepatch buddy!" He smiled. He had a thick scottish accent. "Eyepatch buddy" I smiled. The man in the flame suit grabbed an axe and carved something into the wall. It read 'Pyro'. "Is that your name?" I asked. he nodded. "Nice to meet you pyro." I smiled. The aussie came up to me. "Sniper." He held out his hand. "Y/n." I said, flinging my bangs out of my face. Looking up alot too notice how tall he was. "Looks like we have another shorty." He joked. I snorted and laughed "Short people are creatures from hell, watch out bud." I elbowed the aussie. "Maggots!" A voice rang out behind me, almost knocking me to the floor. "Jesus fuck, dude." I whispered to myself. Pyro ran up to me and covered my mouth, looked straight into my soul and shook his head 'no'. "Well. You hear like everything, dont you." I smiled. "He looked confused as i turned around, to see the man with a soilder helmet. "Hi." I said, looking right into his eyes.  "You are short." He said. I groaned. "did engie deal with this shit, too?" I asked. Medic mumbled. "Yes.." 

  "Well, im Y/N." I said. "I am soilder." He said, soluteing me. i soluted back. "You will be a good soilder." He said. I guess he ment a good teammate.. "Whos that?" I pointed to the man in the corner. "Scout!" Heavy yelled. "What ya wan, baby face?" A thick boston accent rang through my ears. "Come meet new girl!" Heavy yelled. "Girl, ya gotta be kiddin. this guy might be so weak he lo-" Scout walked twords me until relizing i was legit a girl. "Oh.. uh.." He shrugged. "Im y/n the y/c/n." I said. "Im scout the eh.. scout." He shrugged. "And i'll be ya new roommate until this shits ova" He said. Pyro ran behind him tackling him. "You have a thing for swearin, dont ya you little bean." I Joked. I could tell pyro was happy. 

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