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Fear the Reaper Pt. 1

You sat in the abandoned tower, focusing your attention on the ground below you. You held your sniper rifle in your hands, ready for any intrusion. It was your turn to take watch for the night, guarding your fellow soldiers as they slept. It was an important job one that required a wide eyed and alert soldier.

Unfortunately for you, you had a very hard, long day defending the outpost. Blackwatch soldiers had invaded at the crack of dawn, not surrendering until the last hours of the day. You were determined to stay awake, to protect everyone even if they didn't want you to.

Most of your colleagues underestimated you because your were a girl, and the majority of them were men who had been in wars much longer than you. Most were far more experienced and had little trust in you as a scout. You weren't sure why, as one of their commanders was a female sniper who had such a grip on them that they would fall silent in her presence. She was who you aspired to be, a strong woman who walked with confidence.

Looking away from the open window, you adjusted your position to be more comfortable. You took a glance outside, thinking you saw something moving down in the darkness. Just to be safe, you took out your rifle, looking down the scope. You saw no one there. Hmm, maybe it was just an animal. You thought to yourself. But you kept a sharper eye out, eyeing the soldiers.

After watching over the grounds closely for half an hour, you decided everything seemed to be fine. You slumped over breathing out a loud sigh. Suddenly, there was a gloved hand over your mouth, pulling you away from the window. Instinctively, you reached for the ledge, but fell short. You were already too far from your rifle,so you reached for the knife at your hip. The attacker must not have thought you had it on you, because you were able to reach it easily. You reached up, attempting to stab into the assailants shoulder. But it did not pierce, landing on the ground with a thud. The person must be wearing armor...

Determined to keep control of the situation, as well as your growing panic, you attempted to elbow the attacker in the ribs. You were successful, but it do not budge them. You tried again but they only held you tighter, making it impossible for you to breathe. You attempted to kick them in the groin, but by that time they had you in a lock you couldn't get out of.

The two of you wrestled to the floor, both fighting for dominance. It was too dark for you to see the person clearly, but by their size and sheer strength, you assumed it to be a man. You tried to scream through his fingers but you knew it wouldn't work. "Scream all you want, no one will hear you." You hear a dark voice say. It sent chills down your spine. You didn't need to see the man to know who he was. You were genuinely terrified, but tried to look brave.

Knowing you couldn't escape, you calmed yourself. Maybe he wanted to negotiate. When he was sure you wouldn't try to escape, he loosened his hold on you, spinning you to face him. What you came face to face with was a white mask, barely visible in the darkness. Instead of letting you go however, he grasped your neck with his monstrous hand, forcing you against the nearby wall.

"How many of you are there?" He demands, his voice dark and cold. You kept your mouth shut, refusing to answer. His grip tightens, making it hard for you to breathe. Still, you deny him an answer. You weren't going to put anyone in danger. He growls, throwing your body to the floor as if it were a rag doll.

"I'll kill you if you don't tell me." He says, towering over you menacingly. You coughed a little, rubbing at your neck. "Then how are you going to find out the information you need?" You ask, moving your hair from your face. "I don't need it to get on with my mission. I can kill all of you without trying, kid." He growls, pushing your back to the ground, and pinning you there.

His mask is close to your face, and its terrifying. But you wouldn't give up. That's not what Ana would do. Its not what a noble soldier would do. And its not what the commander would do.

You needed a distraction. Any distraction. Something to catch him off guard so you can warn the group. There could be enemies flanking us right now. Without thinking, you grasped at his private area. This would confuse him for sure, it had to. And it did. "What the-" he exclaims. You push him off of you with all the strength you have, and go for your rifle. But the distraction wasn't enough, with you feeling his hands grab your shoulders tightly, yanking you back.

But this time you know he's here and you are more prepared for a fight. You kick him in his groin, swinging around to face him. You are able to land a punch to his mask, but its much harder than you had anticipated. He stumbles, but recovers himself immediately. This time he's angry, and he goes to attack but you dodge him, edging closer to your rifle. You can tell your about to go in hand to hand combat, and your confidence wavers. You never were the best at it, just good enough to pass.

The Reaper goes for another punch, missing again. You aim for a kick to the stomach, but he doesn't budge. You realized your mistake too late as he takes the opportunity to grasp your arm, pulling it behind you. He slams the front of your body onto a nearby table, his large frame looming over you.

You admit defeat, slouching against the surface of the table. You let yourself breathe heavily, angry with yourself for not getting the gun sooner. You let your confidence get in the way, and defeat was your payment.

He begins to laugh as he hovers over you, his body feeling too close to you. "Your so violent. I have to admit, it turns me on a little." He chuckles behind you. The Reaper locks your arm tighter, making sure you don't move.

"How. Many. Soldiers." He demands once more, his body pressing on yours as he leans down to your ear. He sends chills down your spine when he speaks in your ear, and you couldn't tell if it was fear or anticipation. "You don't scare me, Reaper." You state through labored breaths. His laugh makes your blood turn cold as he forces you to stand. His hand reaches for your throat again, making you lean back into his big frame. You can see his mask glaring down at you, daring you to try something. But you don't. You wouldn't dare.

"If your going to kill me, you might as well do it now because I'm not betraying them." You spit out. Your struggling only made you tired, and your breathing was becoming more rapid, while he stood there still as stone.

He was about to say something back when the two of you heard a small ringing. He sighs, reaching towards an earpiece. "What? I'm in the middle of something." He says to an unknown voice. You listen as well as you can, hoping for some piece of information to give to the commander. But the voice is too quiet to make out what they are saying, all you can tell is that its a woman on the other side.

Reaper groans, visibly displeased. "You don't give me orders, I can do as I please." He grumbles. You resist a little, hoping he was distracted but he pushes you back down onto the table with ease. You were embarrassed at how powerless you really were. "Fine. Now leave me alone." He says, before hanging up on the mystery caller.

He let's out a sigh, looking over your body. You couldn't see his face but you could feel his intentions. "Its too bad I couldn't play more, kitten. I was having so much fun." He breathes out. Your face reddened at his comment, and at his perverted stare. You could practically feel his eyes wandering over you, like a hawk. The moment felt much longer than it actually was, when he let you go.

You hesitated to get up, unsure of what he would do next. "Well, if you want to stay bent over that's fine with me." He says, coming back to your body, this time his hands roaming the sides of your thighs. You can feel his pelvis lightly graze yours, and you shoot up immediately. Nope nope nope. Not happening. Not even if you were really, really horny. You turned to face him again, your bodies touching.

"Don't tell anyone I was here, and I'll spare your team. Peep a word, and they are dead. Understand?" He growls, his voice menacing and commanding. You nodded abruptly, not wanting to risk the lives of everyone. "Good girl." He says, as he grabs your ass. You let out a yelp, surprised at his action. He laughs at you, smacks it, and turns to leave. But he doesn't exit, just disappears out of thin air.

When you are sure he's gone, you let out a loud sigh, slouching against the wall. You wanted to cry, to scream, to punch something. You were so powerless, so useless. What good of a scout were you if you couldn't warn others of an attacker near you? What good were you if you couldn't defend yourself? And what good were you if you were horny enough to want the enemy?