Widowmaker looked away from the scope and from the impossible shot she'd just taken. Her target now collasping into the ground and her body already moving toward the escape route. As she flipped and ran over the rooftops toward the talon helicopter lowering itself she felt one of the very few emotions she still had. But unlike usual this wasn't the joy or pride she usually got when she killed, no this was boredom. The targets she'd been assigned as of late had all consisted of polictial figures or various crime lords who's resourses Talon wanted. All of which had been quick and clean kills but severaly lacking in the thrill of the hunt.
Even as the helicopter made it's way toward the nearest base the feelings of disappointment stayed with her. She was a hunter, a skilled assassin that lived for the thrill of the hunt. However she hadn't had a worthy prey in quite some time.
Once she arrived at base she made her way to her quarters barely noticing the personal she passed along the way. They stated at her, their eyes not lingering for to long. They knew what would happen if they kept starring. Once inside her room she placed her rifle on her workbench and looked at the barren space that was her quarters.
A bed sat in the far corner, but aside from her workbench where she customized her rifle for missiosns or the video screen where she was assigned missions that was it. She was a weapon that only knew killing ,she had no need for anything else.
It would be some time untill her next mission so she got into bed to get what little rest her body actually needed.
When morning came the first thing she noticed was the red blinking red light on her screen.
This ment a new mission. After a few moments the screen flickered to live and her handler appared on screen.
"Agent Wideomaker excellent work as always."
"It was to easy. Hopefully my next target will be more of a challenge."
"Change in planes agent. Your skills will be needed for another more vital mission."
Her body might not have been able to show it but she was now curious.
"A opportunity has recently been brought to our attention. One of overwatch's agents codename Tracer is now of great interest to us."
"How so?"
"Through various means we've uncovered that she possesses a unique technology. Talon would grow more powerful if we aquired it so it's been decided that you will be the one to retreive it."
A file on her opened up on screen displaying her in action seemingly teleporting from place to place.
"And how am I to proceed?"
"Your main objective is to recover her chronal accerlator. However it's been decided that if possible you are to convince her to join Talon. She is the unoffical postergirl for Overwatch and it would be a windfall for us if she left."
"Understood."
"This mission will take time so you will be given limited freedom along with whatever resources to succedd." as he talked her mind went to work going over the possible ways to achive her goal as she watched the various surivaliane videos on screen. Most were of her in battle but a few showed vital information such as her home or her visiting various shops but out of the corner of her eye she caught something.
It appared to be a club located not to far from her home. She watced as Tracer appeared numerous times in different outfits but never made her way inside. Intrigued she researched the club and found that it was a local gay club called the studio six. Each time she appared she would get close to the door but always draw back and walk away.
"I belive I've found an oppening."
"Go on agent."
"I'll proceed to suduce her and gain her trust. From there we'll move to discredit and distance her from Overwatch. From there we can convince her Talon is her only hope." on screen her handler faintly smiled as she showed her the same videos. "Yes that could work, however in order to to this we'll have to modify your body. Report to the lab." with that the video ended. She grabbed her equitment and made her way toward the lab.
Along the way her mind was slowey forming various plans and stragies on how to achive her mission.
The doors of the lab swung open and as usual it was active with talon agents being upgraded or modified for various missions. Reaper stood at one of the ranges switching between two new shotguns. As she drew near he turned from his target and gave her a small nod before turning back and eliminating his targets. To her Reaper was one of the few people she would tolrate working with. For like her he to valued a good kill.
"Agent widowmaker please follow me." one of the scintests said leading her into down the lab to a secluded room. Once inide she saw the device commonly known as the modifier. It was the machine used to turn her into what she was now. She'd seen videos of her transformation, how she scurmed and writhed in pain but as she looked at this device now she felt nothing.
"For this mission to be successful we'll have to modify your body so that you'll look human again."
She took her seat in the device and waited for the restraints to lock in her hands and feet before the needles sprang form the device piercing her body and entering her bloodstream.
"Alright now this sereum should restore your bodies natural pigmentation and restore your heartbeat to near human levels." Despite the pain flooding through her body she remained firm.
Once the procedure was complete and her skin reverted to it's lighter tone she rose from the table.
"Is there anything you'll need for this mission?" having already fromed the basis of her plan she knew what she would need.
"Yes I'll need a base, somplace in the city along with a clean backround under the name Amelie Lacroix. She may try and run a search on me and it's best if they find I actually exist. I will also be needing funds. All this should be taken care off before I arrive in London by tommrow is that understood?"
"Yes sir."
He quickly ran off to prepare what she needed as she made her way toward the hanger. For just a moment she paused in front one of the mirrors to examine herself. For a moment she thought seeing her old face in the mirror would bring back some memories but as she stared at her cold focused eyes she knew they were gone. The only thing she could ever recall about her old life was the name Amelie and nothing more.
As the shuttle took off toward London she went to work going over all the videos as well as doing resarch on her new target.
Real name Lena Oxton, former pilot that was in tragic accident. she thought to herself.
As the city came into view she began to wonder if this hunt would be worthwile.
The residance that Talon had prepared was upscale in in a quiet neigborhood. Inside her redidance were two operatives. By the matching outfits they were foot soliders trained to follow orders.
"Agent widowmaker we've set up a live feed of your targets home as well as the surronding area. Your new backround had also been set up. If anyone tries to do resarch they'll find a former ballet dancer now working in a nearby office."
"Excellent now leave me." They saluted before making their leave. Once alone she poured over the live feeds trying to find a time table she could work with. As expected she found that for the majority of the time she was apasent on missions and what time she was home she spent zipping around her neighborhood but she did find that she tried to go to the club at least twice a week.
After nearly a week of viewing Lena she finally had a good idea of where she would be and when. Now it was time for phase one of her hunt. Talon had trained her in disquise so it was fairy easy to blend in to the local crowd. She made her way to the club and waited for Lena knowing she would likely appear tonight. Sure enough within a hour she saw her slowely walk up the the club and as usual wait outside. From a distance she could make out the faint glow beneath her shirt.
Seeing her chance she made her way over to her slowely not wanting to startle her.
"First time here?" she jumped a bit as she noticed her.
"Don't sneak up on me like that luv."
"Sorry I frightned you but I couldn't help but notice you here the last couple times I've been here and like you I've never had the courage to go inside." she softned a bit and began to slowely smile.
"Yeah I found this place a while ago but could never bring myself to go in."
"Well... if you like we could both go in together." With every passing second she learned more and more about her target. Her eyes darting toward the door and back to widowmaker and bottome lip slightly being chewed but she already knew she'd say yes.
"Okay."
She slowley outstretched her hand to Lena who took it and began to follow her through the doors of the studio. She'd done research about this place while monitoring Lena but once inside she found it to be more active then she thought. People were busy dancing, drinking or talking with one another.
"Wow this place is really nice." Lena said taking in the atmosphere.
"It is pretty alluring. How about we grab a seat."
"Sure." Her hunt had begun and now she had to earn her trust.
Once seated Lena began to fidget and look around. Now that she was here she had no idea of what to do next. Not only had she finally gone inside but she was now sitting with a gorgeous women.
"So you said it's your first time here?" Lena asked.
"Yes I'm rather new to the gay scene. It was a bit of a shock when I found out that I preferred the fairer sex."
"I know what you mean. For the longest time I wasn't sure about who I was. Until one day I couldn't stop starring at one of my coworkers. Finally a dear friend told me to go out and have some fun."
"Well how about the two of us have some fun?" Lena smiled before gesturing over to the dance floor. "Sure, names Lena by the way."
"Amelie"
Once on the dance floor widowmaker began to dance slowly, she wanted Lena to come on her own. Her tactic worked and Lean began to dance alongside her. The music and the people helped to relax her which was good. As the dance went on Lena grew bolder and closer until they were just a few inches apart. By the time the music stopped Lena was filled with excitement.
The second it ended she threw her arms around Amelie. "That was so much fun!" as soon as she realized what she did she pulled back and began to panic. "Oh gosh I'm sorry I got to excited."
"Don't worry about it I had fun. However I think I've had my fill of this place for one night. However I would like to see you again, here's my number give me a call sometime." she gave Lena her number and made her way out of the club knowing she'd hear from Lena very soon.
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