hi i am back with a different story this one will focus on Blackwatch mostly on Gabe and McCree there will be OC fillers however they have been shown characters in the trailers so anyway enjoy.
The world is a cruel place, Gabriel Reyes knew this, Reaper knows this. But then again Reaper is Gabriel Reyes, at lest blood wise. But otherwise they are totally different people, Gabriel Reyes was a son, a father figure to some, a forgotten relic to others, a commander, a solider, a hero in the history book and a dead man as well. Reaper is a cold hearted mercenary, a ghost, a masked villain, a smoky essences that when ever seen death follows in it's wake. The wraith raked his claws across the table of his hide out. His hostage stayed quite starring daggers in to him, their mouth gagged, they were secretly trying to get out of the restate behind there chair.
"Don't bother to try, there built to cuff someones hands to their exact wrist measurement" Reaper smoothly told them taking off the gag.
"why do you want me" they snarled, once able to talk.
"because I need information that you have." Reaper rasped, they continue to death glare the wraith.
"what kind of info would I - a flower shop owner- have that would interest you, unless you want advice on the best way to grow mongiles" they sarcastically drawled, Reaper ignored their sarcasm
"your awfully calm for a flower shop owner, most would have been shitting their pants by now" he exclaimed. Black smoke wrapping around the feet of the chair, they didn't say anything, just looked down in anger as the black smoke swirl around their feet.
"but I am not here for current job, I need you to tell me about overwatch code 60" he hissed the name, a name that felt all to bitter in his mouth. The hostage didn't react like he expected, in fact they laughed, a dark booming laugh, the sound of regret and bitterness echoed in their laugh, as it slowly died down to a chuckle.
"sorry Reaper " they spat his name.
"That origination, is as dead to me as the men who lead it to the ground, I know nothing" they lamented. Reaper just starred at them still slightly chucking, but their face suddenly dropped.
"and besides I wasn't in overwatch" they quietly mumbled their eyes turned dark at the memories seeping back in to their head.
"then what about Blackwatchs code 60" Reaper smiled under his masks, as they looked at him in shock and anger.
"how do you.." they trailed off, remembering Blackwatch. Reaper signed this was going to be slow process, but he needed the information.
"I am not telling you anything about Blackwatch, it's like you a ghost." They barked, snapping out of there mind set, though they didn't sound very convinced with themselves.
"Blackwatch was a..a" they stumbled with the right word, anger in their eyes and voice.
"A mistake" Reaper finished "that your precious commander, lead to the ground" Reaper growled in reply they went very quite.
"Blackwatch was never a mistake… just a regret" they very quietly whispered, Reaper nearly didn't here them.
"Tell me about it then" Reaper asked, leaning against the table, an air of danger around him, they did a double take, opening and closing their mouths a few times, but no words came out. Reaper tilted his head a bit waiting for them to answer.
"i swore an oath, to never tell…" their head darted around in confusion.
"an oath to who…overwatch" Reaper was manipulating, him dragging him closer to telling what he need to here.
"no no not..overwatch" they said, disgusted with the word.
"then to who" Reaper pushed.
"to someone who was better then you" they proclaimed angrily, looking up at Reaper in pain.
"and who was that" Reaper growled, grabbing him by the shirt.
"it was" they stopped, shutting their eyes in pain.
"WHO" Reaper shouted in a threatening tone.
"to commander Gabriel Reyes" they burst out, sternly looking at the masked man.
"and thats the only man I will ever tell what really happened to Blackwatch" they monotoned. Reaper looked at him. He thought they were almost schizophrenic, because of how fast their emotions changed. He laughed bitterly, letting go of their shirt collar. Reaper lifted his mask up. The hostage looked at the wraith, with eyes the size of dinner plates, they ware looking at the destroyed face of their..
"commander" they whispered as Reaper lowed his mask. They looked down mortified,
"no. this. NO REYES WAS NOT SOME MONSTER" they shouted, in denial. Reaper was getting drawn to his limits.
"are you going to talk, or do we have to do this hard way, I have been patient for too long" Reaper challenged. they didn't listen, just kept shaking their head.
"i made an oath" they mumbled.
"so tell your commanding officer what I need to know" Reaper asked frustrated, pulling a knife out of his belt. They kept looking down eyes wide and darting around frantically. Reaper signed, getting ready to move on with his 'normal methods'.
"It started on January the first, almost fifteen years ago" they started, surprising the wraith, putting the knife carefully down on the table he ghosted/walked closer to them, they didn't continue.
"what happened that day" Reaper prompted, leaning against the other table, arms crossed.
"it's the day Blackwatch was made" they told him, looking up at the wraith, with eyes showing nothing but guilt and regret.
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