Team Fortress Two Spy Novels & Stories

SSHS 214 The two rookie undercover spies went on with their days about their clubs and classes. So far as they noticed, nothing has changed, from their observation of Freya’s and Arthur’s movements, they seemed to also be plotting something but they are also discreet about it that they were cautious with their movements. It was like they were aware that they were being watched. But then again, the same can be said to the two rookie undercover spies: they are also being watched. The two sides of the coin were watching each other, ready to strike once the other moved a different way or in a dubious way.

Lydia and Tilda where standing behind me and they had whips, they where ready to flog the truth out of the man if he was not ready to say the truth. "Calm down let me catch my breath, I would tell you everything," the man said. "Let us kill this man and get going," Tilda drew out her sword. "Wait, why are you that in a haste? I have promised to tell you everything," the man said. "Okay you have rested enough start talking," I said. "I am a spy," the man said. "A spy from where?" Lydia asked. I could see excitement in her eyes, I guessed she liked the idea of spies.

“Mmh-mmph!!” Tracey kicked the door, yelling at Arthur and hoping that he would explain to her what was happening. “Shut up!” The driver turned around and looked at Tracey with a mocking expression. “Let me tell you the truth. Shiro is a spy trained by Stephen. He’s Stephen’s ultimate weapon. Hehe. He’s been undercover next to Blair for ten years just for this moment. Did you think he really liked you?” Tracey’s eyes widened as she looked at the man in disbelief.

“But it must be done precisely. No explosions. No storms. Surgical. Silent. So when they fall… they never rise again.” Petrov nodded. “That means planting a mole inside. Deep.” Bain’s brow furrowed. “Who?” Petrov’s mouth twitched in the ghost of a cold smile. “I have someone. Assassin. Name is Spider. She’s one of my most lethal assets. Silent. Deadly. Invisible. She weaves webs they never see until they’re already trapped.” Viktor chimed in: “Pair her with the Widowmaker. Widow’s already embedded connections from Caracas to Lagos. Together, they can find Valeria’s father’s strongholds. Maps. Contacts. Supply routes. Everything.”

Their guide sat on a rock and watched them quietly as she and Oscar hurriedly prepped for their mission. Colonel Briggs, the senior commanding officer of her battalion had called them the previous night for a meeting. They had barely entered his tent before he dove straight to the matter at hand. “I just recieved intelligence from the CIA that Mustafa, the head of the terrorist network we have been tracking for some months now is meeting with an arms dealer tomorrow morning at the outskirts of Baga town. I am sending you two because of your records as the best snipers in this unit. You are to set up communication with me once you get to the rendezvous point. One of the locals will show you t

“You’ve defeated the board.” Alexander nodded. “Yes.” Emily whispered quietly— “But the war isn’t over.” Alexander’s voice turned colder. “No.” “It’s just beginning.” Daniel’s phone suddenly buzzed. He checked the message. His expression changed slightly. Ryan noticed immediately. “What?” Daniel looked up slowly. “We found the spy.” The room froze. Emily’s heart skipped a beat. “Who?” Daniel turned the phone toward Alexander. A security report appeared on the screen. Employee ID. Executive access logs. Network routing.

The person must have somehow gotten my fingerprints because that was the only way the security door could have been opened. I met Devin's stare, he was still waiting for my response. "All we need is a good bait to lure the mouse out." Whoever the spy was, even if they were more than one, we would find out soon enough. I never expected that bastard Derek to be so strong-willed, I would give him that. But he would break, sooner or later. The strongest ones always turned out to be the ones with useful information. Derek had been working for Vladimir Petrov under the guise of being Marcus' right hand.

"I estimate about twenty or so. Mostly new wolves, but there are a few older ones in the group, as well. Amber tried to get Lycaon to recruit the pack she was in initially, but he had them destroyed." Sekhmet gave a pained look to the room's other occupants before admitting, "I've been a spy for the committee for a long time. We've been watching the situation between Lilith and Lycaon with growing suspicion. That's how I knew what happened in Lycaon's chambers. Anyway, they gave Empusa and I a little magic to hide our scent. I was able to get quite close on my way here," he explained. William gave him a look of surprise, then nodded absently. "Which is why I couldn't smell you," he concluded

“Now this is your weapon. Follow them. I can save your worthless life. Don't lose them and run to me. There will be replacements. If anyone lives here, they should give it back. If one of you dies, the survivors must return their weapons. If you want, leave the corpse to the raven and return the sword. Now I point you to your nails. This is your main combat unit. Train together, eat together, hunt together, die together. Step forward when I call your name. Haakon mentioned five names that Ragnar did not recognize. Five new recruits challenged Sgt. He motioned for them to leave and then called out the names of five others. Ragnar wondered if his name would be mentioned, but it wasn't. Five mo

“And now, you’re leverage.” Silas tried to shift, to break the chains Too late. Noah tapped the comm at his hip. “Tell Crescent we’re ready.” Ethan pov The report landed on Ethan’s desk just before midnight. Noah’s clearance activity. The missing files. The untraceable comm pings routed through old Crescent tech. The truth was no longer speculation. It was written in blood. Ethan closed the file and whispered to himself “Two spies. Two wolves I trusted.” He stood.