As the loan sniper waits at her nest for her one shot, she is ready and Focus, these are the moments she lives for not just the thrill of the kill but all the work she must put in to hit her target. the calculations for wind, distance, and speed of the target. It's a process she loves. She is the widowmaker and she earned her reputation as so.
She looks down the sites of a rifle she named the widows kiss at the man they call the embodiment of death, the man whose name can send people running for safety the reaper himself. As he makes his way through the building killing the guards and flushing their target out for widowmaker to take her shot.
She watches him turn into nothing more than smoke and ash, as he enters a small opening and begins to make his way through the building killing all who stands in his way. She gives a small laugh for his victim, they think their safe behind their locked steel doors no one can hide from the reaper. His infamous shotguns, his hellfires show no mercy as they plow through his victims as like a hot knife through butter. She watches him paint the walls red with this enemy's blood and brain matter. She watches as the last man slowly backs into a corner pleading with him to spare his life. She watches him pick the guy up by the neck and then crushes his throat with his claws.
His voice comes through her communicator, His voice gravelly and deep. it is a voice that would send chills down even the strongest men's spine.
Widowmaker the building is clear. She watches him come in the view looking up at her in her nest. I see mon chéri what a lovely show you put on, come came her response. She hears him huff, I'm moving to the target get ready if he runs kill him.
She returns to her sites just as a car burst through a garage door. Her comlink goes off, widow the target escaping take him out, comes reaper voice through her comlink. She lines up her shot but the car makes a sharp turn before she can fire. She won't be that easy to escape.
She fires her grappling hook at a higher building. She knows the layout of the whole block she's planned for this. She runs across the rooftop and jumps down to a lower roof to a building overlooking an alley. She points her rifle down the alleyway and prepares her shot, she'll have only a moment to fire as the car passes the alley. She live for these moments. The car comes and she fires. Her bullet flys fast through the air and hits its mark. The powerful round penetrates through the car and into the chest her target killing him instantly. Theirs a sound of a car crashing and she knows he's dead
She reaches for her comlink, Reaper the target is dead, she looks down at her handy work and smiles. Reaper voice come through her comlink, good let's get to the safe house and lay low.
She live for these moments.
this is my first widowreaper Story please tell me what you think all criticism is accepted and needed thank you. if you have any ideas about new storys please message me