Christian Brutal Sniper X Reader - Part 3More Like This
My whole tensed. I felt as if everything was going in slow motion, I felt empty inside. It's just the uncertainty of who is coming in to the mysterious bedroom where I wake up in. Is it the Sniper or the Spy?
"Oh, mademoiselle. You're awake"
There he stood, at the door. The RED Spy who was with that strange Sniper. He was tall, slim and good looking but not my type of "Good looking." He was wearing the same suit as my teams Spy only it was RED, he deep blue eyes were boring into mine. This man was apart of my teams slaughter last night...
One mistake and I'm gone for good...
"Well, aren't you quiet" he said arrogantly
"What do you from me? Why am I here?!" I yelled
The Spy smirked and chuckled slightly
"I'm not sure, mon cher. You'll have to ask ze Sniper zat question" He replied. Seriously? This RED bastard doesn't know why I'm here or what they want?! This is waste of my fucking time...
"Alzough... I'm just as surprised as you are mon cher,
Christian Brutal Sniper X Reader - Part 2More Like This
She hung unconscious, with the RED Sniper's hand against her mouth and an arm snaking around her waist.
He dropped down from his up-side-down position and heaving ______ over his shoulder. The RED Spy smirked at the Sniper. "Is zhat any way to carry a woman?" said Spy, Sniper scowled at him.
Sniper then heaved ______ into a bridal-like position, he froze as he began to stare at her face...
She was beautiful.
______ looked like an angel!
The RED Sniper never thought the BLU Team's secret was so precious, so cute, so delicate and fragile in her sleeping state.
"You've been staring at her for a while now, she not going to be sleeping forever, you know." The RED Spy snapped him out from his fantasy. "Bloody poiker..." Sniper muttered to himself
~In the RED Base~
Sniper and Spy had travelled to the secret side of RED's Head quarters. No other member from the team had ever discovered this place and truth to be told... They probably never will.
"Here, take her" Sniper had told as he had given
In The Field Of Red (CBS X Reader)More Like This
Pain coursed through your body as you crawled through the field. The pebbles under you scraped your skin, the palms of your hands now holding crimson. The blood of the lost soldiers of the past surrounded you and covered the field as far as the eye could see. You hid in this mass of red.
The crunching of boots on stones and the swishing of grass slowly approached you. You froze where you lay, your mouth tasting dry and crispy. The blades of grass stroked your cheek, assuring you the best they could. The grass swayed as he approached.
A long sword suddenly cut down the red and green around you, revealing the Christian Brutal Killer.
His clothes were dark and blood splattered his black and red vest. His icy blue stare glared down at you through dark and glistening aviators, a smile seeping out though his beard of black. He knelt down towards you and easily pinned you down onto the grass and soldier memories. He laughed when he felt your pulse through your wrists. He leaned in, his breath
The Intruder and a Question Unanswered (Request)More Like This
Daphne waited slightly impatiently at the restaurant, her fingers drumming on her table. There was still no sign of Christian Brutal Sniper, her new boyfriend, and he was the one who arranged the date. She sighed, getting up to leave.
'Wait!! Daphne, love!!'
At long last, CBS ran up the street to the outside table. Daphne sighed as she sat back down.
'What took you so long?' Daphne asked.
'Sorry, love. The boys back at work were bugging me and made me late here. But I'd never skip out on ya, Daphne.' CBS assured, taking her hand and kissing it.
The night became one of the greats for Daphne and CBS. They talked about their work, their kill tatics, and their dreamed future. But, as they talked, Daphne noticed something odd about CBS. He never once mentioned about her looks, where he normally did, nor did he have any signs of a weapon on him, where he always brought some small knife under his jacket. And he told more jokes than usual, while CBS was always serious.
'Is something wron