"My ultimate's ready!" shouted Tracer.
"Graviton surge is ready!" replied Zarya.
The combo was set.
"Fire at will!" yelled zarya.
Tracer, without missing a beat, blinked towards the black hole and prepared to toss in the pulse bomb, but something was terribly wrong as Tracer went to take out the bomb. It stuck to her belt and triggered. Tracer was about to be blown to bits by her own bomb! Freaking out, Tracer began to flail about and blink everywhere until she blinked right infront of Ana Amari who was about to be sniped by Widowmaker. Widow had taken the shot and hit the pulse bomb breaking it and saving Tracer (and Ana.)
Tracer was relieved, looking up at Widowmaker who was anything but, a 1 in a million occurence just ruined her chance at finally killing Ana and she was not happy one bit.
"You have GOT to be KIDDING me!" yelled widow to herself.
"That little glitch bitch just ruined everything, I swear this next bullet is going right between her eyes." Widow said in a french accent.
Before Widow could even think of doing anything else, she felt a sleep dart hit her in the back, instantly knocking her out cold.
"Lena!" yelled Ana, "Take her away at once, we finally got her."
"You got it Cap," Tracer replied.
Tracer went to go retrive the sleeping sniper but couldnt shake this strange feeling inside her. Widow had just saved her life..., whether she meant to do so or not, and Tracer felt a bit of gratitude towards the evil spider.
3 hours later, widow awoke in one of the holding cells in the Overwatch Airship
"W-where am i?" Widow said in a daze.
"You've been taken into custody you sneaky spider" said an all too familar voice
It was Tracer, Widow's expression turned from confusion to pure anger once she heard that british accent. Tracer walked up to Widow's holding cell with a smirk.
"Whatcha lookin at spidey?" said Tracer mockingly
"An annoyance." said Widow almost instantly.
"Look.. i know you dont like me am to be honest im not all that fond of you either, and i know by no means were you trying to save me back there but you did, and as much as it kills me to say. I have to say thank you." said Tracer reluctantly
"You should've died just like that old hag was about too!" belted Widow
Tracer sighed, not at all shocked by widow's reaction to this. Tracer walked outta the holding area but not before mockingly yelling widow's ultimate voiceline
"No one can hide from my sights"
This caused Widow to turn beet red as that was a secret to everyone but herself and proceeded to lose it in her holding cell.
Ana heard all the yelling and banging coming from the holding area and questioned Tracer about it.
"Lena. What was all that noise about?" Ana said sternly.
Tracer nervously laughed. "Just uh keeping the prisoner entertained, she seemed to not like it very much. Just turned red in embarassment.. or purple in her case."
Ana was taken a back by this. Not because Tracer had been messing with the prisoner, but that Widow had shown any kind of emotion at all.
Tracer noticingly Ana's change in facial expression asked "Cap? is everything okay?"
"Lena come with me, there's something about her you need to know" Ana said before grabbing Tracer's hand and taking her into her office.
(Several minutes have passed once Ana is done explaining Widow's plight)
"Whoa..." said Tracer in complete shock. "I didnt know-"
"No one does." said Ana cutting Tracer off "nobody but me knows truly what happened to her"
Ana continued on "The reason im telling you this is because you seem to be enraging her so much to the point of we might just be able to snap her outta that."
"But... why havent you told the others?" Tracer said in confusion
"Because. After the embarrassment of losing my eye to her i couldnt bare to bring myself to tell anyone... selfish i know, but im willing to let that go in order to save Amelia"
"So.. you're telling me to piss her off?" Tracer said almost gleefully
"Yes deary, do what you do best" Ana said with a smirk before sipping her tea
Tracer glared at Ana before being sent away by her Captain.
As Tracer was coming outta Ana's office she saw Winston coming down the hallway.
"Hey big guy!" said Tracer gleefully
Winston seemed put off by Tracer being here and not at her post this turned into worry when he noticed Tracer was coming outta the captains office. "Uh is everything okay Tracer? you're not in any trouble right?"
"Who me? hahahahaha! no not at all Winston, you worry too much! Tracer said through tears of laughter
"And you dont worry enough short one" Winston said without missing a beat
"Heeeey! im not short!" Tracer said loudly before jumping on winstons back.
The two flailed around as Winston tried to get Tracer off his back until the noise of Ana's door opening froze both of them at attention.
"Children. Behave." Ana said still sipping her tea.
"Yes captain." Said both of them.
Ana returned to her office and Tracer made one last face at Winston before going back to her post in the holding cell. She had been given a mission... a very weird one, but one she was determined to see through till the end.
Upon opening the door to the holding cells Widow's eye's immedialty rolled
"What do you want now cherie?" said Widow as annoyed as ever
"What do you want now cherie?" said Tracer in the most insulting fake french accent she could muster.
Widow upon hearing this was already livid. "How dare you mock such a beautiful langauge! You are lucky i dont have my rifle or else you'd be dead where you stand!" Said Widow in a rage.
"Yeah yeah one shot one kill, ou la la baguettes, I've heard it all from you spidey-"
"STOP CALLING ME THAT!" Yelled Widow once again turning red(purple)
"Spidey spidey spidey" Tracer said this as she skipped around the room, her childishness had hit all time high's and it was driving Widow insane...and it was working... kinda."
End of Chapter.