TF2 x Reader

Demoman x Reader

As requested by cambiecookiez

Thanks for it, lad/lass!

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You open your eyes. You see how dark it is, and make an attempt to stand. You soon find that both your wrists and ankles are restrained, and begin to freak out. You try your restraints. No use. They're some kind of metal. You notice how warm the metal is. How long have I been here? You ask yourself. You keep trying to free your wrist until a light flickers on above you. It's very dim, but other lights turn on following it, illuminating the room.

You seem to be in a fairly large warehouse of some sort. The facility itself isn't all that inviting, and you guess you're in an abandoned factory. (Author realizes how cliche that sounds.) You don't know where it is, but you figure it's probably far away from base. You blink against the sudden light. Eventually your eyes adjust, and you look around for any signs of life. You don't see anything except a flicker of movement in the corner of your eye, just where you can't see it clearly. You rest your head back to its original position, praying that the figure behind you doesn't hurt you. His footsteps stop right behind you.

"Hello." You hear him say. You realize he's either simply a Frenchman or the other team's Spy.

"What the hell do you want with me?" You growl.

"Calm down. I won't hurt you if you give me answers."

"What 'answers'?"

"Where is your Engineer?"

"Why do you need him?"

He walks out to the side of you, so you can at least see him. He's defiantly the other Spy. He opens a case of cigarettes and lights one. "That is none of your concern. Now, where is he?"

"He's at the base." You tell him flatly.

"No, he is not. This we both know. Let me try this one more time." He looks you straight in the face, leaning close. "Where. Is. He?" His breath hits your face. You spit in his face.

"'That is none of your concern,'" You quote.

He stands, appalled, and wipes it off his face. He looks at you, fury blazing in his eyes. He takes his cigarette and smothers it on your neck. Pain jolts through it, and you try to get away from it, failing because of your restraints. He takes it off after ten excruciating seconds and flicks it away. "Tell me, please: why don't you just..." A knife touches your neck and presses slightly down. "give me the Texan's location?"

"Why would I betray my own team?" You ask him, pressing against the table below you.

Just as he is about to say something, an explosion goes off somewhere behind you, and the Spy runs in front of you, standing at your feet, as if scared.

"I don't believe you have somethin' I lost, do ya?" A Scottish voice calls out.