Teddy ran. Crashing through the underbrush. He didn’t care about stealth anymore. It didn’t matter. She already knew where he was. She always knew. He panted heavily. God, this had been a mistake. Such a mistake. But how was he supposed to know that? How could he have realized that his coworker, his friend was absolutely mental?! He fell, the weapon clattered out of his hands. Laughter echoed behind him. He left it, laying feet away, as he scrambled to his feet and kept up his sprint. Another mistake.
“Oh, what a nice present.” The gloating voice trailed after him. “You are such a sweetie. But that’s not going to save you, mon frère. Nothing will save you now.” He could hear the smile in her voice. Where were the others? Had she really saved him for last? Had she? He grunted in pain as the back of his knee was struck. It buckled and he went sprawling.
He tried to stand but suddenly there was a foot in his back and a gun to the back of his head. He hadn’t even heard her coming. “Please.” He begged. “Don’t do this.”
“It’s too late for that, mon frère.” She said. “You made your choice.” She pulled the trigger.
“OW!” Teddy yelped, jerking. “Felicity! Seriously, that really hurt!” Felicity chuckled and stepped back.
“You’re the one who decided to break up the team.” She reminded him smugly. He scowled as he sat up and reached back. He rubbed the back of his head.
“And for that I warrant an execution style death scene?” He pulled back his fingers and noticed the green paint. “And with my own gun?!”
“Pro tip, mon frère,” She leaned forward, Cheshire grin widening. “Never leave your weapon behind. Not unless you have a backup.” Teddy glared at her.
“I regret everything.” He said flatly. She laughed and held out her hand to help him up.
“This was fun!” She said enthusiastically, leading the way back to base. “We should do this again.”
“Never again.” Teddy groaned. When they reached base, he saw the telltale purple splotches from Felicity’s paintball gun graced every member of the Cinema Critics.
“You even took out your own team?” He asked in disbelief, when he noticed the Podcaster Pals who they had been competing against were all sporting purple also.
“Friendly fire.” Felicity grinned. It wasn’t a friendly grin. In fact, it was downright terrifying.
Out of the Shadows - Fun asides...
It's NaNoWriMo! I'm working through a novella, but I decided that this was a good warm up. The Podcaster Pals were down a teammate and Teddy suggested loaning out Felicity. It was a decision he regret.
A little bit of the Femme Fatale slipped out.
“Oh, what a nice present.” The gloating voice trailed after him. “You are such a sweetie. But that’s not going to save you, mon frère. Nothing will save you now.” He could hear the smile in her voice. Where were the others? Had she really saved him for last? Had she? He grunted in pain as the back of his knee was struck. It buckled and he went sprawling.
He tried to stand but suddenly there was a foot in his back and a gun to the back of his head. He hadn’t even heard her coming. “Please.” He begged. “Don’t do this.”
“It’s too late for that, mon frère.” She said. “You made your choice.” She pulled the trigger.
“OW!” Teddy yelped, jerking. “Felicity! Seriously, that really hurt!” Felicity chuckled and stepped back.
“You’re the one who decided to break up the team.” She reminded him smugly. He scowled as he sat up and reached back. He rubbed the back of his head.
“And for that I warrant an execution style death scene?” He pulled back his fingers and noticed the green paint. “And with my own gun?!”
“Pro tip, mon frère,” She leaned forward, Cheshire grin widening. “Never leave your weapon behind. Not unless you have a backup.” Teddy glared at her.
“I regret everything.” He said flatly. She laughed and held out her hand to help him up.
“This was fun!” She said enthusiastically, leading the way back to base. “We should do this again.”
“Never again.” Teddy groaned. When they reached base, he saw the telltale purple splotches from Felicity’s paintball gun graced every member of the Cinema Critics.
“You even took out your own team?” He asked in disbelief, when he noticed the Podcaster Pals who they had been competing against were all sporting purple also.
“Friendly fire.” Felicity grinned. It wasn’t a friendly grin. In fact, it was downright terrifying.
Out of the Shadows - Fun asides...
It's NaNoWriMo! I'm working through a novella, but I decided that this was a good warm up. The Podcaster Pals were down a teammate and Teddy suggested loaning out Felicity. It was a decision he regret.
A little bit of the Femme Fatale slipped out.
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