No Mercy for Mercy
On the hunt for Reaper, Mercy thought she was the on his tail but in the end Reaper was on her tail and it does not end well for our Doctor.
Angela knew she shouldn't be out, ever since the fall of Overwatch none of them had been seen. She went back to the Alps back to beign a surgeon trying to leave everything behind her, but the memories of them all Jesse, Genji... Jack... Gabriel... There were nights she wakes up screaming crying out for somebodys name.
But then Winston called them, he wanted to reform Overwatch breaking every law the governments across the nations held above them reforming the team. There family.
Mercy wore her Valkyrie suit under a long trench coat the wings folded back pressed tightly against her back. Her white boots clicked against the cobblestone floor of the roads within Kings row. Winston told her to take back up allow Lena to go with her, Angela waived him off with a smile and a kiss on the fury cheek saying he will be fine.
That was three hours ago know she felt like he was right, she should turn back and start again when it was daylight. It was only a silly lead something Jesse overheard something in the local tavern as he liked to call it, something about Reapers next target.
He stole all there information from Winston, Winston had no idea why the mercenary assassin whatever he liked to call himself wanted there information. Lena said it will most likely to be with him hunting them down.
A shiver ran up her spine someone was watching her, she was not alone down Kingsroad it seemed. Angela tried to keep her breathing steady. Winston tried to persuade her not to go let Lena go instead but after the inicent with Widowmaker, Lena had locked herself away in the underground Overwatch headquarters and Angela wanted to stretch her legs.
That's when the sound of heavy footfalls sounded behind her, she continued to walk at her normal pace not wanting to alert her stalker. She didn't move any further than a foot in front of her when black smog surrounded her.
"Reaper," She breathed out as a hand shot out from the smog over her shoulder grabbing hold of her chin and drawing her back.
The spikes of the leather gauntlet dug into her skin, Mercy ripped her head to the side trying to break the hold on her jaw. She hissed loudly as one of the spikes dug into her chin she could see the black smoke tumbling around her as Reaper formed fully behind her.
"Doctor Zielger," the voice rasped in her ear as she was drawn back into a hard chest, "Seems he Angel has fallen for my trap naive as always."
That was when she felt the barrel of one his shot guns press into her side, she tried to even out her breathing not letting him know she feared him entirely. "You're going to step back with me," he growled into her ear forcing her head further back her head angled so fair back she was staring into the red orbs.
If she could just reach the overwatch beacon in her pocket, she could call for Winston ten minutes top. She slipped one arm up to his wrapping her hand around his wrist trying to pry his gloved hand from her throat, "You can't play hand of god anymore Doc," he growled at her stepping back into the alley behind them, her free hand slipped into the pocket of her coat, "You won't come back from this." He paused for a moment throwing his shotgun into the shadows ripping her hand out her pocket as it brushed against the Overwatch beacon in her pocket. Twisting it behind her back he threw her down onto the cobblestone pavement, she cried as her chin smashed into the stone, "I will break you and your pathetic team. Couldn't let them die could you, had to play God. Had to bring them back."
The boot slammed down onto her back as she tried to push herself back up onto her feet, sending her sprawling down onto the ground, "I am here to help people."
"No," He growled leaning forward grinding his boot into the small of her back, "You destroy people, you give people what they do not want."
"Please," Mercy whispered, "We can help you, whatever Talon is holding over you..."
The booming laughter bounced down the alleyway, "You think they are holding something over me, oh Doc so naive always thinking the best of people. Thinking everyone can be saved."
"They can" Mercy cried into the stones, "Everyone you, Ameila we can help I promise."
The clawed hand wrapped into her hair scrapping against her scalp as he pulled her head back his mask brushed against her cheek the tendrils of black smoke brushed against her cheek sending shivers down the Doctors spine, "I don't need saving Angela, the only person need saving tonight... is you."
Reaper dragged her up onto her knees by her hair, Angela cried reaching back trying to pry his fingers from her hair. He growled in annoyance tugging sharper, tears threatened to spill from her eyes as the pain started to become unbearable.
"What did we do to you?" She cried, as he stepped round to stand in front of her, she forced herself to look up at him her blue eyes wide slightly fear creeping into her look and Reaper couldn't help but smirk behind his mask.
"This is what you did," He growled at her twisting his free hand turning it into black smoke before the shotgun appeared in his hand again. This time he clicked the safety off and pressed the muzzle against her temple his smirk turned into a grin as he watched her eyes become full blown with fear before he threw it back into the shadows.
"I don't understand," she whispered her voice shaking higher than her normal pitch.
"No of course you don't, you destroyed me you couldn't leave the dead well enough a fucking alone," he growled, he smirked same old Angela flinching from crude language, "So in return, I will destroy you."
"W-what?" She gasped struggling against his hold, keeping one hand in her hair his other made quick work of the leather trench coat pulling it open. Her eyes widened as level with her face was know a large bulge contained within leather trousers.
"I will break you in the only way you didn't break me," his hand worked on the button of his trousers before he pulled his cock from his trousers.
Mercy began to struggled harder trying to pull herself away from him with a sharp tug she stumbled forward her head pressed against were she assumed his hip was as his member was an inch away from her face. Her hands pressed against his knees trying to push him back or over or SOMETHING.
He dragged her face forward rubbing his erection against her cheek smearing her cheek with sticky precum, "I know you are not innocent Doc," he smirked behind the mask as her cheeks flushed the pretty pink color they always do, "Open wide doc."
"Please," Mercy whispered shaking her head, his tip brushed her lips he pushed himself against the small gap of her lips pushing against her clenched teeth.
"You have to make this difficult," Reaper sighed, he shrugged as he twisted her hair harshly yanking her head back before he stuffed himself down her throat. He groaned in bliss as her throat tightened around his cock, her nails dug into the leather of his trousers tears slipped from the blue eyes as she squeezed them shut not looking up at him.
"You don't have to act embarrassed I know you've done this before," He groaned as he thrust himself into her mouth, his told was tight on her hair her mind was screaming at her to fight harder. She slammed her closed fists onto his fists tugging back against his hold but was slammed back down onto his throbbing cock, her jaw hurt from the force of his thrusts. She pushed her tongue up against him brushing across the long vein of his cock. "Always were a good cock sucker, doc," he purred above her.
He felt her teeth tightened for a moment before he yanked her mouth off his throbbing erection, her eyes opened wide as he lent down grabbing hold of her jaw. The spikes of his gauntlet cut across her cheek, before he dragged her up onto her feet slamming her into the wall off the alleyway her hands now pressed against his abs.
"Your playing a dangerous game Doc," He growled at her.
"Please... Please don't do this," she cried slamming her fists down onto his clothed chest.
He let go of her for a moment allowing her to slump against the wall, that's when he grabbed hold of both her wrists slamming them up against the wall high above her head, she struggled kicking out hoping to catch him in the shin enough time for his hold to slip. As her leg kicked out her wrapped his free hand around the underside of her knee the claws of the gauntlet ripped through the black tights she wore. He slammed the full length of his body against her, Mercy couldn't help but moan weakly as he pressed against her clothed sex.
The hand under her knee worked further up the back of her neck no longer needing to support her, the claws continued to rip through the silky material. He ran the claws over her arse cheek, she hissed as the claws cut into her skin grinding herself against his erection. He pulled his hand away from his groping to rip open the long trench coat, Mercy couldn't believe as he clicked a few palaces across her armour and her breast plate fell against his chest. Brushing it to the floor like it was nothing he tugged her ripped tights to the side leaving her entire left leg bare expect for the knee high boots.
Mercy continued to struggle against his hold, the spikes dug into her wrists that pinned above her head. She was rocking herself against Reapers erection that sat snugly between them both, tears streamed down her face. "Reaper, please I beg let me go," She screamed at him.
"Why should I listen to what you want," He growled in her face, his masked pressed up against her face the cool material pressed against her flushed face allowing her to stare deep into the glowing red orbs, "You never listened to what I wanted."
His claws continued to rip up her clothes, slashing at the white and orange material around her waist pool around her feet. The Black thermal turtle neck that pressed against her body was the only thing he had left alone and the white lace knickers.
"I'm a doctor," she whispered.
"I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!" He yelled slamming her hands back into the wall, his free hand ripped the trench coat cleanly off her back the bright shinning wings of the Valkyrie suit unfolded themselves flat against the wall, "You were once my Angel but now..."
"Yours..." Her eyes widened for a moment, "No... you died... I... I ... I buried you..."
Reaper twisted his fist around the black material of her chest ripping it away from her body, her breasts bounced as they were free from the material. He let go of her hands taking hold of both her thighs forcing her legs apart, whilst her own hands reached towards his mask. Her fingers brushed against the edge of the mask.
"Gabriel," She whispered.
"Gabriel doesn't exist, as you said," he yanked his head away from her wandering fingers. His claws dug into her skin as he dragged them up her thighs leaving red ribbons in his wake, he brushed the claws across the lace of her underwear, Tearing through the material like a hot knife through butter.
"I don't understand," she whispered, her fingers catching hold the side of his mask throwing it from his face.
Her breath caught in her throat as the mask smashed into the ground, Gabriel Reyes stood in front of her. Her head threw back as he slammed two fingers into her sex, her moan bounced off the walls.
Gabriel leaned into her as he curled his fingers within her brushing against the weak spot within her, "Angela," his lips brushed against her neck as he breathed in her vanilla scent.
"I missed you," she whispered through her moans grinding down onto his fingers, her arms encircled his neck her hands .
"I am not him," He growled watching her quiver under his hold.
"Please..." She begged him, "Gabriel please..."
Gabriel growled pulling his fingers from within her, stuffing his soaking fingers into her mouth. Angela whimpered softly as the claws of gauntlets cut the inside of her cheek but she sucked her juices off off the claws.
"I never wanted this life Angela," He growled at her, "You should of allowed me to die..."
Her blue eyes shined brightly at him, the hand under her thigh squeezed tightly as he withdrew his fingers from her mouth. Before he slammed his lips down onto hers, it was like before they fitted perfectly together, lips moulding into one. her nails raked up through pulling him closure pressing her bare breasts against his clothed chest.
He kept her balanced between his body and the wall, making her sex rub against his hardened cock her own juices spread across his erection.
Gabriel moaned into her mouth his free hand palming against the side of her breast, a soft mewling sound escaped her throat as she arched her chest up into his hand pleasing for more.
He pulled his lips away from her, Angela whined following his lips but he pulled away faster kissing across her jaw line biting down on the spot under her ear making her cry out in pleasure.
"Please Gabriel," She moaned as his claws brushed across her hardened nipple, circling the sensitive skin, "I need..."
He tugged his hand away but not before he dug his claws deep into the skin he cut through her skin as he let go and slammed his fist into the wall above her head, "It didn't matter when I needed you," he hissed at her.
Angela's eyes widened looking up into his red eye his dark skin once smooth chocolate now was ashened. His lips pulled back in a snarl, his lips chapped his teeth weren't the dazzling white they once were when they were young.
"I don't understand?" She questioned.
His face became level with hers, "You know exactly what, you betrayed me."
"Gabriel... I... " She whispered.
His fists came lower down this time slamming into the stone right next to her head, "You sided with him!"
"They wanted him in charge," Angela cried, "I couldn't..."
"No," He hissed, pushing the full length of his body against her own, "You rolled over and let him fuck you, you allowed him to fuck you to win your damn trust. Always a fucking whore Angela."
His cock twitched at her entrance, "Gabriel... please... Jack... He never."
"Don't lie to me Angela," he growled before he slammed his hips up sheathing himself fully within her, "I know the truth!"
Her blue eyes blew open wide letting out a loud scream of pleasure as it ripped itself from her throat. Gabriel couldn't look her in the eyes anymore, his anger took over as he buried his head into the long column of her throat as he pounded her into the wall.
"I never lied," She cried, "I promise... it was you... only you."
"That is a lie," he grunted as he thrust up with every word.
Angela clawed at the back of his neck under the hood arching off the wall to meet his thrusts grinding down as he came up to meet her, "I love you..." She moaned throwing her head back, "I still do..."
"You didn't weep for me Angela," he told her, "You wept for fucking Morrision..."
"Gabriel! PLEASE!" She screamed.
"Scream for me Mercy," He ordered.
"YES!" She screeched, "Harder Gabe! PLEASE!"
"Who am I to deny you," he whispered almost in a lovers tone, kissing her neck.
His thrusts became harder and the pace became faster, Angela cried raking her nails across his shoulders as he forced her further up the wall.
Her leg round his hip tightened drawing him closure to her forcing him deeper into her, he continued to bite across her neck leaving large dark bruises in his wake. It didn't take much longer til her felt her walls start to quiver around his length. His groans bounced off the walls as he thrust deeper within her. He twitched deeper within her as her walls clamped down on him, the strength of her walls clamped around him forced him to cum allowing her body to milk him for what was worth.
They froze for a few moments breathing heavily, sweat covered Angelas body Gabriel shoved her leg off him. She slumped against the wall panting her pale skin flushed pink her blue eyes shined brightly.
Gabriel pulled out of her body tucking himself back into his pants, he reached up cupping her cheeks softly bringing her head up to his before he lent into her pressing a soft kiss to her lips. Her hands that sat still at her sides cupped his own bringing him into her, wanting more.
He pulled back before he could be drawn closure into her, a smirk graced his lips as he watched her eyes plead with him. His hand wrapped around her neck slamming her head back into the wall, she whimpered in pain as he threw her down onto the ground. Her wings curled around her as she landed on the cobblestone.
Angela turned onto her back her wings sprawled out behind her, she was still dazed trying to regain her thoughts. She loved him, thats all she could think of. She wasn't there the day the Swiss headquarters blew up.
All she remembers from that day was rushing towards the headquarters as she watched it go down, she cried and screamed as the bodies were pulled from the rubble. Overwatch destroyed themselves in the end.
Gabriel picked up his mask and her trench coat, pulling the overwatch symbol out the pocket as he placed his mask on. He pressed the beacon, he remembered having his own once long ago and he threw it down beside her.
He stepped over her walking towards the end of the alleyway, "GABRIEL!" She cried after him.
He turned for a moment glancing over his shoulder at her, tears tracked down her cheeks she was pushing herself up to go after him her hand reaching out for him. Reaper sighed twisting his hand the black swirled around his hand and his shotgun appeared. Smirking under his mask as he watched her eyes widen this time not in pleasure but in fear. He fired the shotgun mere millimetres from her she screeched rolling away from the shot.
"As I told you Mercy," he paused watching her, he heard thunderous footsteps moving towards them, "I am not him."
"ANGELA!" Two voices yelled.
"Reaper..." A cockney accent filled his ears.
He turned to the road seeing Tracer and Solider 76 behind him, he bowed dramatically towards them before he vanished with a swirl of black smoke. Leaving both Tracer and Solider 76 starring into the Alleyway, Mercy had curled up on herself her wings curled around her protecting her body from their eyes. Her shoulders shook as she cried, her blonde hair fell around her face down from the ponytail it was once in.
"Are you alright lov," Tracer jumped over to her leaving 76 alone he scanned the area for the black smoke.
"Lena," Angela cried.
"JACK!" Lena yelled back to him, "ANGELA NEEDS US LET HIM GO!"
Jack could see Reaper looking down at him watching him daring him to come after him, Jack shook his head and ran over to the girls Angela was sobbing into Lenas shoulder as the British pilot rocked her. Lenas own blue eyes welled up in tears not knowing what to do but rock their Doctor back and firth whispering to her.
Jack stripped off his leather jacket, throwing it around Angela drawing her from Lenas arms and up into his own. "Angela," he whispered kissing the sweaty temple of the blonde in his arms, "I am sorry."
He took in her state blood ran down her legs and face, he knows excatly what happened here and he swore on his own grave that he will kill Reaper for this.
"We need to get her to the Medical bay," Lena told him, "Winston will know what to do..."
"Agreed," Jack nodded before holding the doctor tighter to his chest before he jogged off towards the portal Satya had created to get them to Kingsroad.
AN: Hi... Um... Iv sort of jumped onto the Overwatch bandwagon, my mains are Reaper and Mercy I love them both so much. They are so god damn cute, but yes I'm off the One Piece work for awhile I''ve been gaming alot and work I apologise I will get round to the new works I have, I havent had much free time since Ive picked up a uni course in my free time basically so work working Scarlet.
I sort of did leave this open ended because if it is liked by the Overwatch fandom I might add more to this.
Will speak soon
Love Scarlet