An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The Sniper was young, awkward, and didnβt know exactly what he was getting into even as he took the next train to a sleepy little farm town called Harvest. He couldnβt go back home by this point and, frankly, didnβt want to. The job he applied for gave him more opportunity than most in getting paid well off, and heβd stick firmly by it so long as it stayed that way to support his folks back home.
Unbeknownst to the Sniper, however, more problems than the simpler ones he encountered back in Australia would arise after his arrival. Problems that would domino, crash, and echo throughout the longevity of his future with Mann Co. until its very endβ¦
**(Due to my shared universe with @hajimehaga, mentions of their characters from Severed & Splintered will be made in this fic)
