
They say there's no place for women on the battlefield. They say a dog is not a weapon. And that those who stay silent have nothing to say. But I am not silence. I never was. When I first stepped through the gates of RED base, I wasn't welcome. To them, I was just another face, a joke to the team, another flaw in the system, a problem that would solve itself once reality hit me. But I'm not a mistake. I'm not the kind who leaves just because someone says "no." My dog taught me loyalty. My scars taught me to trust my instincts. And war? It taught me how to survive. Again and again. I'm not telling you this to complain. I'm telling you so you'll understand why I'm here. Why I'm the tenth. DISCLAIMER: This story is a fanfiction inspired by the universe of Team Fortress 2. It is an unofficial work and does not strictly follow TF2 canon. The story includes my own original character, making this an alternate version of the TF2 universe. The content contains strong language, violence, and some sexual themes. Please read with discretion and an open mind.Todos los derechos reservados
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