Corrupted Promises

Chapter One

The dirty blonde male entered the offices, papers in his hands. He quickly handed them over to a black haired girl whom wore a lab coat, "Here you are, Oasis." A quick smile appeared on her face as she took the papers, "Elliott, excellent work! You did fantastic, from what I can see.." Elliott was fast to respond with a head shake, the orbs that floated around his neck bobbing slightly.

Outside, it rained, and a man sat there, one with long brown hair, a cowboy hat blocking the view of his face. By him was a blonde girl, her hair up in a tight ponytail. She wore a kimono, the left of it draping down to show that her chest was binded by bandages. A bow was around her torso, a sheath of arrows on her back. The boy looked up, "Aero, you better get inside. You're barely even dressed." She frowned, tilting her head to the side. "You speak to me as if you are not sitting in mud." Aero started towards the doorway of the headquarters, turning to face him. "Are you coming or not, Brad?" "Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

The two entered the headquarters, immediately bumping into the chatting healers. In response of seeing the Zenyatta and Mercy together, Brad's eyes filled with rage. "Elliott." He tipped his hat to the dirty blonde boy, who bowed back, "Bradley." Ignoring the Mercy, Brad pushed past them, holding himself back from pulling Elliott along, and retreated to the indoor shooting range. Tilting her head, Oasis frowned, "Oh dear, I hope I didn't do anything wrong." Aero reaction was simply laughter, and then she spoke. "Please, he just doesn't like seeing you with Elliott. He gets jealous."

Brad, though, was hiding around the corner, and froze slightly. Oh, how he'd love to pull out his Peacekeeper right then and there, and shoot the Hanzo in the head, but he would hold himself back, and walk away. He could still feel it, the taunting smirk that sat upon Aero's face. She'd be eliminated soon, he'd be sure of it. After all, maybe she'd turn up being competition, and he wanted Elliott. That's all he wanted.

Later that night, everyone sat down for dinner. Elliott, Aero, Oasis, Brad, and others, such as the Soldier, Bazza, the Reinhardt, Sean, and the D.Va, Kathleen. Brad had been watching Elliott chat with the others, and paused when he saw Elliott's face brighten as he started to talk to Bazza. That was it, the first target.

The game had just begun, and Elliott was the prize.