Author's Note:

So I wrote this in about an hour. It came to me after a match where Mei was was a particularly vicious threat to our team.

And because of a pun.

I hope you enjoy.

Cold as Ice

Soldier 76, known by some as Jack Morrison, awoke with a start. His experience, both from his time as a soldier and due to previous situations, allowed him to quickly ascertain that he was tied to a chair. Both his hands and feet were bound together. Brief movement of both pairs of appendages let him know that this wasn't by normal means. In fact, by the way it felt with its restraint, this only meant one thing.

"Hello, Jack."

Talon.

More importantly, it meant the Reaper. "What the hell do you want Gabe?" At least he still had his visor.

If Reaper was bothered at all, he didn't show it. Of course that was kind of hard to do with his mask. They're not the most emotive of things. "You know what I want."

"Oh yeah? And what's that?" 76 knew what was wanted but he wasn't about to make it easy. Plus it would bug the ever living hell out of his former friend. That alone was reason enough to be difficult in his book.

Reaper growled slightly as he told him, "I want all the information that Overwatch has."

"I don't have it. If you don't remember, we've been dead for awhile. Anything I knew or had, it'll be outdated."

"Lies," Reaper exclaimed. "I know you've been keeping tabs on them and all their ongoings. And you were the leader, I know you know how to get access without others knowing."

76 tried to shrug nonchalantly, a hard thing to do when restrained. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes you do. Now, tell me."

"No."

"Yes."

"Never."

"You will tell me." Even though he tried to show he wasn't bothered, 76 knew he was getting under his skin. It gave him great satisfaction. Hell, it was the happiest he had been in years.

"And why would I do that?" His voice was filled with smugness.

"Because I can make your life much more difficult."

76 laughed as Reaper said this. "More difficult?" He couldn't believe Reaper decided to go with that. "There is nothing you can do to make anything more difficult for me. The day I tell you anything is the day hell freezes."

"Well then," Reaper stated. His voice was now the one filled with smugness. "Let me introduce you to my new associate."

76 wasn't quite sure he likes Reaper's current demeanor. "Who is it, huh? Another one of our former allies that is dead?" They all seemed to be popping back up lately.

"Something like that." Clapping came from the doorway. The soft voice that had just spoken called out from the darkened archway once again. "Well, well, well. Isn't this a surprise?"

...no...

"I guess it's time then for you to give up."

No! It can't…

76 watched helplessly as Mei-Ling Zhou stepped into the light. She smiled at him. His body froze as he felt the sinister intentions lacing it. Her voice, soft and sweet like the devil, sent shivers through his entire body. "Let me welcome you to hell." She laughs. She knew he had no hope left. That she had him trapped. "It's going to be a-Mei-zing!"