Tf2 Comics Spy Novels & Stories

Ciara’s POV “S-spy?” I repeated, my voice catching slightly as I stared at him, trying to process what he had just said, but Jasper only grinned like he had just suggested something simple, something normal, like asking me to pass him a glass of water instead of dragging me into something that could get me killed. “Yes, wifey… spy,” he said again, that same twisted smile stretching across his face as if this was all amusing to him, as if my life wasn’t hanging somewhere between his madness and whatever game he was playing.

Because whenever Francesco smiled too calmly especially when he carried such expression on his face, Diego could tell immediately that someone was about to be dead on the spot. “I'm Bernaldo” the spy said. The moment the name left the man's mouth Francesco’s expression changed instantly straight into a very dangerously sharp one and immediately Mufasa roared. “ROOOOOOOOAAAAARRRR!” And without delays Mufasa pounced on the spy, mutilating him to shred without mercy as blood exploded violently across the room.