Look at that title! So many variables! :D Suggested by: SUPER_REAL_MONSTER, it's so fun whenever I get requests like this, they're so cool to write!
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(y/n)'s pov
It's so cold... where am I? How did I get here? I'm so tired...
There's an odd noise. It sounds so far away. I reach a hand out, to try to grab anything in this blank void. A big warm thing holds my hand. "Mon petit ange, pouvez-vous m'entendre?" (my little angel, can you hear me?)
I frown at the odd words. My head feels funny and my words won't work, so I squeeze the hand holding mine. I hear a whoosing noise, like someone breathing out heavily. I feel myself get lifted up and a warm feeling trickles down my face. I try to open my eyes but only one of them works.
Everything looks blurry but I see a man with a silly thing on his face. A mask . I smile, proud of myself for remembering the word. As the man hugs me my working eye closes. A calm darkness swallows me and I fall asleep.
Spy's pov
I couldn't believe my eyes when I found her. I was returning to base after a solo mission when I heard a small voice cry out in pain. I tried to locate the source and found a small girl curled up behind a stack of crates, left to die in the cold. The fact that she was abandoned was disgusting enough but I almost snapped when I saw her injuries.
She had been through hell and back by the way she looked. She was bleeding from several cuts all over her body, her left eye was swollen shut and she had an enormous gash along the side of her face. Her right arm was bent in the wrong direction and she was covered in ugly purple welts and bruises.
I rolled her onto her back and she cried out in pain. My heart melted and a wave of anger rolled over me. What sick excuse for a human would do this to a child?! She winced and lifted her non-broken arm, reaching for something. I instinctively held her hand and she seems to relax a fraction. "Mon petit ange, pouvez-vous m'entendre?" I try to reach out to her and she gives my hand a feeble squeeze.
I sigh in relief and begin to pick her up. Blood runs from the wound on her face and I momentarily freeze in panic before cradling her to my chest. Her working eye opens and I note that it was glazed over.
"A mask." she mutters and gives a small smile. I hug her close and begin to panic as her eye closes and she relaxes. I press my ear to her chest and sigh with relief when I hear a heartbeat. I frown as I notice that it's weak and erratic. I've got to get her to medic.
A small part of my mind cries out in protest at the thought of giving this precious little thing to anyone else, but I ignore it. I can't just let her die and I have no medikit. I hold her tight and sprint the rest of the way back to base.
(y/n)'s pov
When I wake up it's not cold anymore. I blink a couple times and notice I can see out of my eye again. My face doesn't have that tickling warm feeling either. I smile. That was probably a dream, why would there be a weird mask man speaking funnily? I try to get up but the blanket if pushed back on me and I turn to see who did it.
I see the mask man. But it was a dream, right? So why is he here?
"Not now, you are not well enough yet." Yup, he still speaks funny but at least I know what he's saying now. I grin to myself, he doesn't know about my trick. Nowhere can hold me! I concentrate really hard and decide to go just outside that door. I turn to the mask man and smile. "Bye bye!" I wave and poof outside the door.
I trip a bit when I land but I don't fall over. I was about to celebrate a good escape when a voice rings out from behind me.
"Excuse me but jou shouldn't be up. How did jou get out here, ze door is locked!" he spoke funny too. I couldn't think about that for long because the not mask man picked me up and took me back inside the room with mask man. He was blinking and looked really silly! He started saying stuff when he saw me again but I didn't care. I looked at not mask man and decided he looked like a stern old man.
I realised they were both looking at me. "What?" I stick my tongue out at them and laugh.
"How did jou get out?" Not mask man asked me again and I grinned at him.
"It's my trick! I can go poof and go anywhere I want!" not mask and mask look at each other and I laugh at their funny faces.
"Could you... give us an example? Like to that chair over there?" mask man asks and I nod. I scrunch my eyes up and focus on the chair. I smile as I feel the familiar tingling and whoosh of air. I almost missed the chair but fell backwards onto it. I landed on my butt. It hurt at first but I shook it off and smiled sheepishly.
"I haven't quite got it right yet..." I slide off the chair and walk over to the two now smiling grown ups.
"Zhat vas qvite... amazing..." not mask man grins at me and I grin back.
"That's me! The amazing (y/n)!" I take a bow and the men laugh. I beam at them and they smile back.
"Vell (y/n), I'm Medic, nice to meet jou!" not mask, no, medic smiled at me and mask man looked a bit angry before grabbing my hand. He kissed it, that's weird. He's weird too so maybe it's normal for him?
"(y/n), my name is Spy. The pleasure's all mine." This time medic looked angry for a bit before looking normal. They are both odd. This place is so unusual. If m-spy is real then so were my baddies. Where did they go? Oh, wait. Medic means doctor doesn't it. Huh. One mystery down, a bajillion left to go! I can't wait!
Medic/spy's pov
That sly bastard, trying to steal her from me. It's thanks to me she's alive and safe! I don't care what he thinks, I'm going to be her new papa. Even if I have to get rid of a little competition.
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Sorry for the two part story, it's gonna be a long one but it'll be worth it. Promise. Quick question for those in the comments, who'd you want to be your papa in the end?
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