20: Training Day 1
Spy walked calmly beside Fluttershy, leading her through the base. Chompy bounced along by her side, clanking audibly with every landing as his chain jangled. His size would have been concerning, as he was now big enough to eat anyone but Heavy in two or three bites - and Spy or Scout in one - but his obedience to Fluttershy was absolute, and she had made it plain he was not to eat anyone living unless she told him to specifically. Spy admitted privately that, even knowing that, Chompy's intimidation factor would be more than enough to send all but the most well trained soldiers and agents fleeing and pissing their pants. Especially after he saw Chompy's tongue, the less thought about that the better.
"You made an excellent showing of yourself on your birthday, Fluttershy," Spy told the filly, speaking calmly and precisely as was his wont.
Fluttershy blushed at the praise. "I didn't really know what I was doing," she admitted. "It's just...I saw you all in such danger, getting hurt, and...I just got so angry!"
"Quite alright," Spy replied. "And that actually raises a point we discussed after you fell asleep. Tell me Fluttershy, aside from being afraid for us and being angry at the BLUs, did you enjoy it?"
Fluttershy thinks for a time. "Well...I'm not sure. It was...different. It was scary, but...seeing all the destruction I wrought...I felt...powerful. I think I liked it."
Spy smiled widely. "Tell me, would you like to master that power? Learn to wreck destruction in controlled manners, to destroy only your enemies?"
"Oh yes!" Fluttershy affirmed immediately. "I don't want to hurt my friends."
Spy's smile widened to a full grin. "And that is why we will begin your combat training! We all discussed it, and given your quiet nature and somewhat frail body, we decided that the fighting styles that would be easiest for you to learn would be mine and that of your Bang Daddy, Sniper." Spy found it oddly enjoyable to refer to his companions by Fluttershy's names for them. "However, as you are much too small to hold a sniper rifle, you will start by learning mine. But first, there's something you need to learn."
He led her into a large room with a wide, glowing disc in the center of the floor. Circuitry was visible through the metal of the disc, and nine circles spun slowly, each containing a single drop of blood on a petri dish. The entire circle slowly spun, and Fluttershy could feel a great deal of energy flowing through the device. She couldn't help but stare in awe at it.
"Like my Respawner, do you?" Engineer asked, distracting her from her fascination. "Impressive, I know. Normally, we keep it hidden under the floor in here so it can't be damaged, but I uncovered it so you could understand it a bit better."
"What does it do?" Fluttershy asked in amazement.
Spy grinned. "I will show you. Heavy?"
Heavy stepped over, turning his back to Spy. "Don't worry, Fluttershy. Big Daddy will be-" Heavy's voice cut out as Spy jabbed his knife into the back of his neck and he dropped down, dead.
Spy (backstab) Heavy
Fluttershy gasped loudly. "Big Daddy!" she wailed.
One of the petri dishes on the disc glowed, energy gathered, and Heavy appeared, standing in the center of the disc. "-just fine!" he finished. He rubbed the back of his neck. "Ow," he muttered.
Fluttershy's eyes went wide, and she stared between Heavy and the dead body that Chompy had already started to eat. "...eh?" she gasped out, plainly unsure what to make of this.
Engineer stepped forward. "Each of those nine petri dishes has a sample of each of our DNAs. The Respawner uses that, extra dimensional matter drawn from the spaces between dimensions, and a chip in our communicators that scans our brains to recreate our bodies identical to our state at the moment of our death, complete with full brain chemistry, memories, and personality. We don't actually notice a time differential, as Heavy demonstrated, unless it gets overloaded."
Fluttershy tilts her head. "Then...for the nine of you...death isn't permanent?"
"Nope!" Heavy bellowed happily. "And is fun sometimes!"
Fluttershy nods. "So...will I be hooked up to it, too?"
Engineer shook his head. "It can only hold nine DNA profiles. If I tried to add yours, it would overload and go haywire, and we'd end up creating freaky hybridized versions of ourselves." The three mercs present shuddered from memory. "When this thing gets set to Random like that...it's not pleasant."
Fluttershy nodded. "So...why are you telling me all this?"
"So you can understand that death, as far as the battles regarding the Fortress are concerned, is a temporary concern for us. At least within the Fortress." Engineer gestured to the disc. "It has limited range to respawn us. If we die outside that range, our only hope is the revive function of Medic's medigun."
"And," Spy added, "for you to become more comfortable with your training on live targets...us."
Fluttershy's eyes widened. "You...you want me to try...and kill all of you?"
"Only in controlled circumstances," he hastened to assure her. "Only during practice sessions."
Fluttershy thought about that for a time. Heavy rested a hand on her barrel. "Fluttershy, sometimes killing each other fun. And will be fun to be hunted by Fluttershy."
Fluttershy smiled up at him. "If you say so, Big Daddy."
Spy smiled as he handed her a box. "This is for you, then."
Smiling, Fluttershy opened it up revealing ten small knives and a pin.
"These are butterfly knives," Spy explained. "One of my favorite weapons, and I thought they would suit you." He lifted out the pin, which was a pink butterfly with a bee sting. "And this," he said, pinning it to the front of her uniform shirt right in the center, "is your personal colors. Because with training, you will float like a butterfly...but sting like a bee!"
Fluttershy smiled, lifting out one of the butterfly knives, blade already out as she carefully gripped the hilt. "So, you're going to train me to kill you all with these?" she asked happily.
Picking up another knife, Spy nodded. "Yes. Now, there are several ways these knives can be used to kill. You can throw them..." He demonstrated an overarm motion, but didn't release. "However, your strength isn't quite up to that. You can slash..." He demonstrated a slashing motion. "However, that doesn't create a very effective kill strike. Your best bet would be to stab." He demonstrated a thrusting motion. "You will aim for vulnerable points, and strike when your target least expects it-"
Fluttershy (headstab) Spy
As Spy's voice cut out, Fluttershy carefully pulled her knife from his eye socket. She then turned to where a different petri dish had started glowing. As Chompy devoured the dead body, Spy reappeared on the disc. He turned to stare down at Fluttershy.
"You said when they least expect it," she pointed out, smiling. "Did...did I do good?"
Spy stared for a time, then laughed, grinning from ear to ear. "You did wonderfully, Fluttershy!" Heavy and Engineer joined in the laughter as Chompy bounced with joy. "You're already quiet enough, so all you really need to learn is what vital points to aim for...which Medic can teach you as easily as I can. Come, let's go seek him out."
Fluttershy grinned widely, pleased she was mastering her lessons already.
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Da'www! So she's learning the way of Spy and Sniper? I do wonder if she'll be able to learn of the Medic as well?
Would be so cool if her cutie mark was a trio of butterfly knives!!!!! FLUTTERSHY IS BEST MERC!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fluttershy will become a very good assasin, you really must think carefully how the other ponies will take this, waiting next chapter
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...You just know she's going to lead Chompy around, too.
Most OP class.
It would be pretty funny if Flutters learned the way of the Heavy.
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Nope. Chompy's under orders to not eat living people, remember? And once she sees how fun battle can be, she'll see Chompy would take all the fun out of it.
...now Chompy as a class...
hahahaha (headstab)
Let's go practice medicine!!!
well... that escalated quickly...
also, i feel that Engie could theoretically make a second respawn system solely for Flutters
...This Fluttershy would be so murder happy, it would scare me, mayhaps beyond what Grand Galloping Gala Psychoshy could bring to the imagination.
4752367
It probably takes a great deal of Australium to make the respawner.
Welp, Flutterspy is back. Her new motto? Death before diabetes.
Wait, if she's not big/strong enough to use a sniper rifle, and Spy is already teaching her knifeplay, out of Sniper's techniques that just leaves...
Mon Dieu!
4752372 Still. The Administrator's show and the Red's sanity rely on Fluttershy. I think they'd all do what it takes to keep her safe and sound.
But, isn't fluttershy mostly portrayed as the medic?
4752394
True, but if they got her respawnable they wouldn't have to protect her any more.
4752389
Not big/strong enough yet.
4752394
4752409
Exactly. And the new style of the show is all focused on them protecting her...and teaching her to protect herself.
4752407
Oddly enough I've seen FlutterHeavy portrayals too, but yeah, FlutterMedic and RariSpy are the usuals. And Twilight Sniper for some reason.
4752439 Well Snipers do need to make a lot of calculations to get shots off, wind velocity, altitude, range, and sometimes have to use structures to guesstimate distances. Many snipers have spotters for this reason to do the calculations, but with Twilight mental capacity she would be less likely to need one.
4752439 well, if you look at Twilight she doesn't go with anybody. Oddly she does compare better with sniper.
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4752473
Ah, ok. Both make sense.
I'm starting to like this story very much.
Is a different type of cuteness
Oh, so now she gets a training, and from none other but the Spy!
Interesting!
Though, I hoped for a different role for her than Spy's. I mean, she fits Sniper much better, from the beginning. She can't lift the rifle? Use the submachine guns! With a double wielding she can Rambo anything!
But anyway. If there is an adorable way to kill, then she have it! :)
Well done, let us see more!
-Zeph
with the reds teaching her there killing techs, its gonna be interesting when the princesses and rest of the mane 6 come to take shy home...
That Randomizer reference
Also, Fluttershy's on her way to being the most cutest assassin yet
Fluttershy (backstabs) Not the Momma
4752556 I dont think theyll be able to convince her to leave
Killing with Kindness....
Fluttershy the murderer.
This is fun.
IMA FUCKING DIE OF DIABETUS LIKE THIS!!!!
So, Fluttershy will quickly become a hybrid class of sniper, medic and spy?
4752721 I can't wait till the ponies come for her
4752344
Looks like the Guard Dog class might be making a return!
(The Guard Dog was an unofficial TF2 class, here's the wiki page.)
um wheres my heart? oh its all over that tree how did it.....? *has hole in chest* oh right adorableness * falls over dead*
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*uses medics gun on revive mode* There yea are. Good as new.
If they teach her absolutely everything they know, she's going to be a yellow terror when she gets to Equestria.
Of course, if they teach her everything, I'm sure she'll be able to build a modified teleporter to visit her daddies. Or at least communicate with them, given that the Engineer already has transdimensional television.
4752863 thank you hopefully my heart wont explode again.
4753066
Hold that thought. Time to practice medicine. *re adjusts medics gun and aims at darksoul* heart will never explode from cuteness when in uber mode! FIRE!
4753066 bah, naiive hope. So long as this fanfic continues, it will happen again and again.
Yes! YES! YES!?
Oh spy got face stabbed
I don't know why, but every time Fluttershy gets a kill, I giggle maniacally. Please tell me I'm not the only one.
and this will be the how things will be for flutters when she returns to equestria after this derpicdn.net/img/view/2013/4/25/307902__safe_pinkie+pie_fluttershy_comic_gilda_artist-colon-doublewbrothers_dio+brando_gildabuse_za+warudo_butchershy.jpeg
4752701
I see what you did there.
4752439 The reason for FlutterHeavy is that, if you take the side games (i.e. Poker Night at the Inventory) and the comics as canon (and, according to the creators, they are), Heavy under his appearance of colossal, unstoppable brute is actually a cultured (major in Russian Literature), kind (in "Inventory" is revealed that he's still having nightmares and a horrible sense of guilt for all the people he killed - and he can't stand seeing children cry or small animals being hurt), protective (just ask his mom and sisters) tower of a man.
On the other side, Medic is, in short, a deranged monster whose only reason to heal his teammates is to experiment on them: in the comic he's currently siding with the Classic Mercs (that is, the troops from Team Fortress 1, save for Engineer's dad and the original Medic, that were replaced), who are out to KILL his old teammates, and sees it as an interesting experiment - his new subjects against his old ones -, not to mention that, while his mega-baboon's heart in the TF2 mercs was pretty much a necessity, he installed THREE mega-baboon UTERI on one of the TF1 mercs after removing some of his vital organs, just to see what would happen. Not the mention the fact that the reason why he lost his medical license is because he DEBONED ALIVE one of his patients just for fun.
Basically, if one had to decide who is the nicest among Mikhail (i.e. Heavy) and the Medic, the answer would almost undoubtedly be Heavy.
So, th' quiet lassie be learnin' me fav'rite huntin' methods, ye say? Silent sneak attacks an' long-range precision shots?
I'm likin' where this be goin'. Train well, Fluttershy, lass. Train well.
4753819
Yes, she's learning those.
...to start.
And so, Fluttershy's cutie mark doesn't have to change one bit.
"Aww, is the wittle pony gonna butterfly me to deat-"
*stabbity* *THUD*
Sharing knifeness is an easy feat.