Widow cleaned her gun and preloaded it. Talon was sending her on a mission with

the mercenary Reaper. She didn't mind being partnered with him. He was a cold hunter like her. She was just glad it wasn't another mission with Sombra. Widow could barely focus with all the jibber jabber and Spanish language being throw in the mic.

Reaper arrived at the base to meet up with his squad. He saw a flicker of purple skin walking around the cargo and shadow stepped over to that side of the bay. "Widow."

"Reaper, or Gabriel? No?" Widow responded back to him.

"No Sombra?" Reaper asked.

"No, just us." Widow responded richly in a French accent. She walked away from him and looked over the plans of what they were supposed to do. Reaper joined her. He looked over the plans but didn't spend much time. They were to attack the Desdrew Manor. The place was being used as a testing facility for new weapons for Overwatch. It was heavily guarded for the clear fact they didn't want the weapons felling in the wrong hands.

Soon after they had set out. Widow observed the city and took to the high reigning buildings. She spent her time checking the area with her scope. They were clear for at least a mile. Reaper moved around stealthily. He wasn't in the mood for a surprise guard positioning. After a while they had covered the mile and Widow scanned the new area with her scope. She hadn't heard Reaper talk much, but that was normal for him. She snuck a look in on where he was.

Widow checked her scope. She had a habit of checking up on him without saying so on the com. Reaper was moving in a long alley. Widow smiled. Reaper went down. Widow's sight was just about to move from him. She brought her scope back into focus. Reaper appeared paralyzed but his body was convulsing in pain. Widow stiffened and watched. Reaper was face down. Five hooded individuals neared him. He was still very much convulsing in pain. Widow couldn't hear anything from this distance. A figure walked over to Reaper and pushed him into the ground to get his body to stop convulsing. He injected Reaper near the spine around the metal plates that protected it.

Reaper went limp. Widow pulled her scope away. She would have to get back to the mission or Talon would know she wasn't doing her job. She looked over the city. Not tracking Reaper meant it'd be harder to find him. Widow knew she had to hurry the mission. She shot her hook onto the other building, it wrapped around a gargoyles neck. She flew through the air and landed on the gargoyle. Widow planned on getting away from this spot.

Widow climbed down from the building and moved along the back. She wouldn't have seen Reaper if she had obeyed and remained focused on her targets. Widow continued along the back of buildings to make some time up. She hooked herself up and flew up to a far building from where she had been. Widow's actions were somewhat hurried which would have been what most people did when they rushed or were nervous, but she couldn't feel right? She seemed to still act the emotion out.

Perhaps her body was immune to feeling such emotions but they hadn't tricked her mind. Her mind still knew what emotion was, even if she couldn't physically feel it.

Widow turned on her Infra-sight. She saw heat signatures from many targets. She neared the edge of the roof and crouched down. One person exited the building and she shot them.

Reaper was transported onto a ship. Scientists were traveling with him monitoring how he took the injects from before. Security boarded before the ship took off. Inside they were running test on Reaper while he was unconscious. Tests were run on what he was made up of and any other data they could retrieve from him. They needed information in order to run their experiment. Reaper was a complicated being. He was dead but not, his cells were on a different plane.

The scientists viewed the results and seemed pleased quickly placing the sheets of data on the desk near them. They were in the cargo portion of the ship.

Reaper was starting to hallucinate while he was unconscious. It was an effect of starting to wake. Reaper's heart jumped on the monitor that was near him. The scientists knew he must be waking up and from what they could tell the injects seemed to be working. Reaper couldn't make sense of his thoughts or what he was seeing the drug scrambled all the information. The drug left him incapable of thought for the time.

Reaper wanted to move away from the confusing mess in his mind and if he had been more awake he might have succeeded. Reaper's mind went blank for a time, unable to process anything.

Widow had killed her score in record breaking time for her. She knew that meant she was mentally unnerved. She was quite sure she knew what happened. Had Reaper just gone to sleep she would have known it was just a sleep dart. What happened was different and definitely not Anna's.

Reaper could see. He felt on the verge of crying out in pain. He couldn't move. Pain was being blasted up his spine. He took in he was surrounded by medical equipment. Scientists were surrounded around him with odd objects. It was too late he was already crying out in pain the whole time. He just wasn't wake enough to realize. Something felt terribly wrong with his leg and his spine. Whatever was being done to it. "It hurts I know...," One of the scientist said leaning over him. Reaper's heartbeat was going mad on the monitor. The beats were so frequent and loud it seemed like an different sound. Something like an exploding machine would make as it prepared to detonate.

Reaper couldn't even move to fold in at the pain. He felt so confused he couldn't remember anything. His mind tried to blank on him at attempting to retrieve memories from before. The room was filled with Reaper's cries of pain.

"Come on, you're a dead super soldier, you can take more pain than this? I mean this would kill a living super soldier but your dead so you can take more," A different Talon scientist smiled at their progress with Reaper. The blast to his spine and pressure to his leg amplified, Reaper felt his body tighten in pain, a scream of agony growing sharply in his chest. He never quite screamed in pain not even when he had died. So what were they doing to him. A scientist flicked a switch and that drove Reaper off the edge. He screamed in agony repeatedly not able to take the pain. He saw from the corner of his eye his leg was shifting into another material.

They were running experiments on him. Clearly he had been their mercenary too long it had gotten their attention. He was too good and his make up to flashy. An undead or dead super soldier that could shift into something of a ghost. There was nothing else like that in the world. Talon would take it and perfect it. After all that's what they did with Widow.