Chapter 2

Step into my Parlor

The beginning of Lena's school year had been a bit chaotic, to say the least. While yes, she had fortunately made the cut for the Track and Field team, and not just in the reserves, she had also been quite tired, and it had nothing to do with her classes giving her too much work. The first few nights in the house, she'd been woken up by every single noise she'd heard, most of which were made by Gabriel in the living room. From time to time she'd had a nightmare about the ghost, hearing his demonic laugh in her sleep. She knew it wouldn't last, or at least she hoped so, and Sombra had promised it wouldn't last anyway since Jesse was supposed to come pick their father up soon, but still.

So when Lena had been invited to a beginning of term party, she had hesitated. She was pretty tired, but at the same time, it would be a good occasion to stop thinking about the ghost haunting their couch. She'd asked Angela and Fareeha whether they wanted to come, but the both of them had declined, though Lena supposed Fareeha had declined because Angela had. Surprisingly, Sombra had decided to come as well. Lena wished Emily, her friend from Track and Field, would come, but she didn't dare to ask during their last training of the week.

Now there Lena was, standing like a cactus in a corner, a cup of something in her hand. She had arrived with Sombra, but the Latina had left her as soon as she'd noticed her "prey" walking around. Lena found weird that Sombra talked in such a way about another girl, but now that she knew she was actually a monster hunter, it made sense, somehow.

From her corner, Lena had yet to notice anyone resembling Emily, but it was rather hard anyway. There were a lot of people, and it was almost impossible to move around. Plus the music was so loud Lena considered going outside, just because she didn't want to blow her ears off just yet.

She looked around, sipping her cup. She could barely recognize anyone here, which explained why she'd had to rebuff a few boys already. She'd spotted Sombra at one point or another, talking with a short girl with a bubblegum pink jacket and long brown hair. They seemed to be hitting it off pretty well.

"Excuse me?"

Lena looked beside her. Over the music, she had barely heard the voice of the woman now standing very close to her. Lena's eyes grew wide. The woman was tall, with a pale skin and dark blue hair tied into a ponytail. Their gaze crossed, and Tracer gulped down. The woman had amazing amber eyes like Lena had never seen before. Lena barely dared to let her gaze fall lower than the woman's steely face, and not just because she was wearing a very tight and low cut shirt.

"What... what can I help you with, luv?" Lena managed to let out, hopefully loud enough for the woman to hear her.

The woman smirked, and Lena felt her heart stop. She leaned forward, until her mouth was close to Lena's ear, to the point she could feel her breath against the shell of her ear.

"Well, I was wondering why a cute girl like you was all alone here. It is a party, isn't it?"

A long shiver ran down Lena's spine. French accent, her weakness.

"Oh... hum... You're French?" Lena muttered.

"Yes, I am an exchange student. My name is Amélie."

"Nice to meet ya', I'm Lena."

Amélie smiled, and Lena could almost feel it from her lips against her ear.

"What a lovely name, for a lovely girl."

A few steps away from Lena and her new friend, Sombra had been speaking with a girl she'd just met, named Hana. She'd stumbled on the short girl by accident while looking around, and they'd been chatting as much as the loud music would let them ever since.

"You have never played Starcraft!" Hana shouted.

Sombra's gaze flitted about, passing from Lena to Hana as she focused on the both of them at the same time.

"Nope. I'm not a very good strategist." Sombra replied as her eyes lingered on Hana's face.

She saw in the girl's dark eyes that she knew Sombra hadn't been paying a hundred percent attention to their conversation for the last minute or so.

"Well, it's a fun game nonetheless. I mean, if you can't get behind the mechanics and all, I get why you wouldn't want to play it, but still..."

Sombra's eyes lingered on Lena, as she noticed the girl and her new companion were moving outside. Sombra's attention then moved back to the shorter girl who had crossed her arms with a huff.

"Just tell me if I'm bothering you."

Sombra smirked amicably. She almost wished she hadn't been wearing contacts, so she could have pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

"No, no, you're not, chica. I was just looking over at my friend. I think she just met someone. They went outside."

"Oh, alright. Though I remember you telling me quite clearly that you only worked alone."

Sombra's smirked grew wider.

"But right now I'm not working, am I? This is a party, after all, we should be having fun."

"Fair enough. So tell me, what's your favorite game then?"

Sombra seemed to be thinking for a few seconds.

"Maybe you've heard of this game, it's called Brothers: A Tale of Two Sons."

Hana's eyes lit up at the name of the game.

"Do I know this game? It's amazing! A bit hard to play at the beginning, but damn if it isn't pretty! And the story!"

Sombra nodded.

"Yeah, I like the story too."

Lena tightened her jacket around her as Amélie took her outside. She hadn't realized as hot it was inside, or how hot her own body had grown. There were only a couple of people outside, and they were all nursed by the base of the music pushing through the walls.

Amélie had been holding her hand by the tip of her fingers, sending shivers along the short girl's arm. She'd lead them as much away from the party as possible, next to the garden tool-shed.

"So tell me, Lena, what do you do?" Amélie asked as trapped the shorter girl against the shed, their bodies so close Lena thought she could feel Amélie's body heat against her own.

"Hum... well, believe it or not, I wanted to become a pilot, but I'd have to go back to England for that and all, so, for now, I'm studying to become an English teacher. And I'm part of the Track and Field team, too."

"Why, this is very interesting."

Lena felt a bit proud that such a pretty girl would found her poor choice of career interesting. Teaching English was more of a default idea than anything.

"And you, what are you studying?"

"Right now? The shape of your lips."

Lena felt her head heating like crazy and knew her cheeks had turned bright red. Man, Amélie was so sexy she knew the taller girl would be the death of her. She felt the French girl leaning toward her, their nose almost touching. Amélie's light breath tickled her nose. It smelled of alcohol, she found, and a flowery scent which Lena particularly enjoyed. She managed to glance in those deep amber eyes, which almost seemed to glow in the relative darkness of the garden.

"Now, if you don't mind me, I would like to kiss you."

Lena was about to tell her to go ahead, but every word she knew flew out of her head the instant Amélie's lips brushed against hers. Lena only had one thought: return the kiss, deepen the kiss, and never let go of the other girl. She did almost instantly, pushing her lips against Amélie, kissing her back. Very quickly, Amélie took control of things, pushing Lena flat against the wooden shed, one of her hand passing along Lena's waist while the other rested on the girl's neck. Lena's hand had threaded through Amélie's hair, and she thought she would lose herself in their kiss, and open her eyes only to find she'd had hallucinated. The feeling of the other girl's lips against her own was almost unreal.

When they separated, Amélie pulled on Lena's lower lips with her teeth, eliciting a moan from the shorter girl. Lena was incredibly out of breath, while Amélie seemed completely fine. While the shorter girl took in a deep breath, trying to find the words to express how amazing their kiss was, Amélie had begun to drag kisses along Lena's neck, making the Brit shudder in her arms.

Lena knew her knees would probably give out soon if Amélie continued. She was just about to tell her so, when she suddenly felt something sharp, knife-like, tore through the skin of her shoulder. She yelped in pain, and pushed Amélie away, instantly covering the part where she'd been hurt with her hand. She was confused at first, wondering if she'd perhaps twisted her shoulder muscle or something. But she felt something hot and sticky against her palm. She looked at it, and saw the glimmer of a dark liquid on her fingers. She looked over at Amélie, who hadn't moved since Lena had pushed her away.

"You bit me? Why'd you bit me?"

Amélie's eyes found Lena's, and the short girl's blood suddenly froze. There was nothing warm or sexy about the French girl's eyes anymore. Only danger, and hunger. A smile parted her bloodied lips, and Lena noticed in her long fangs, so long they were still visible when she closed her mouth.

"Because it's always easier to eat when they don't wriggle so much."

Adrenaline made Lena's heart drum in her chest. It suddenly down on her that she would die, eaten alive by this monster. She didn't even know what kind of a monster it was.

Lena instantly tried to run away, taking a step toward the glass door of the house. She felt light-headed, however, and it wasn't long before her legs gave out under her. She crashed on the lawn, her sight blurring. She tried a cry for help but not a sound managed to pass through her throat. With horror, she felt her eyes closing and the world around her becoming soft and wholly.

Sombra had counted to four hundred in her head while maintaining a conversation with Hana. When she'd noticed Lena was still outside, she knew it was time to act.

"... and the gameplay is so unique, you know, so..."

"Hana," Sombra shouted to be heard over the music "I'm sorry to interrupt you but I have to do something very quickly."

The shorter girl, at first, seemed a bit confused to have been interrupted in her exposition, but a quick glance at Sombra's eyes told her everything she needed to know.

"Can I come with?"

Sombra shrugged.

"Sure, why not, as long as you don't make things more difficult then they are."

Sombra made her way through the mass of people crowding the house until she reached the glass door leading outside. Hana followed as best as she could, using her small stature to slip through the crowd. Once outside, both girls were glad to hear the relative silence and feel the fresh air against their faces. It only took a few seconds for Sombra to know where to look. She opened her jacket, and took a beautiful silver dagger out of her inside pocket. Hana watched her do with a certain curiosity.

"So are you a hunter or something like that?"

Sombra smirked.

"Something like that, yeah."

She then indicated the other girl to stay silent, and together they made their way toward the tool-shed across the garden. Even in the relative darkness of the night, Sombra could see the small blood stains on the lawn right beside the shed. She tried to control her heart, keeping it as slow and rhythmic as possible. Hana, however, knew her heart was just about to explode out of her chest. She tried to take deep breathes, but the adrenaline in her blood and her enthusiasm were hard to rein in.

Suddenly the shed jerked to the left, making Hana jump to the side, her hands on her mouth. She hadn't screamed, but barely. Sombra, who seemed to have been hardly surprised, motioned for her to step back. Hana was only too happy to oblige.

Sombra slowly placed her hand on the shed's cricking door, then counted to three, her other hand holding her weapon tighter. At three, she pushed the door open. Hana peeked inside. She was expecting to see some kind of monster, or even blood everywhere, but it wasn't the case. It was dark, and she could make up the shape of a lawnmower and a workbench, but nothing else.

Sombra took a large glowstick out of her pocket, and cracked it. It began to glow with a red light, only bright enough to be seen. Sombra threw it inside the shed, and they finally saw it. The monster.

The glowstick rolled over the lawnmower, and got stuck behind one of the handles, just under the creature. Hana gasped at its sight. She'd had a glance of the woman before, and could only recognize her hair, still dark blue and tied in a ponytail, and her eyes, amber, cold and hungry. Her jaw seemed to have been busted by the growth of hundreds of sharp fangs, tingling with what Hana assumed was spit. Later, Sombra would tell her it was venom. The monster's entire body from the waist down had been replaced by that of a spider. A large opisthosoma, dark and shining red under the light of the stick, helped support six long and disgusting looking legs. Under the light of the glowstick, both girls noticed the silky cocoon attached to the wall of the shed, out of which Lena's face barely appeared.

"I knew I had smelled one of your kind, Hunter." the giant half spider half woman said, her voice chilling Hana to her core.

"Aye, Frat parties like those are a buffet to monsters like you. I wasn't going to let such an opportunity pass." Sombra replied with a smirk.

"It's too late, she is already poisoned."

Sombra shook her head.

"Until you've eaten her, it's never too late."

Sombra nimbly jumped over the lawnmower, catching the glowstick in her free hand in the process. The spider pulled back, walking on the wall to avoid the hunter's blade. Hana stayed just at the entrance of the shed, not wanting to be a hindrance. She noticed how the normal hand of the monster had grown sharp claws, and hoped nothing would happen to Sombra.

The hunter had everything under control, as usual. With a few missed dagger swings she sent the monster crawling back until all of its spider-legs were standing on the wall. Then, Hana suddenly feared the monster would catch Sombra from above, but as soon as it approached its human face, and sharp teeth, to the hunter, she raised the red glowstick right in the monster's eyes. It recoiled with a screeching sound, giving enough time to Sombra to roll away from the spider. Then, with inhuman swiftness, Sombra's dagger cut through the monster's chest, from her spider's opisthosoma to her human neck. It screeched in pain, its human hand roaming over its chest, trying to prevent what Hana could only assume was blood from leaking out of the wound. It gave Sombra just enough time to bury her dagger in the monster's gut, and pull the weapon out.

Hana watched in horror as the monster began to shake and convulse, blood flowing out of its wounds. Its legs began to retract under its body, until it could no longer stand. It rolled to its side, letting out high pitched sounds which were so painful Hana had to cover her ears.

Finally, the sound stopped, and Hana looked tentatively at the giant spider woman. She was completely still. Sombra was standing around it, probably checking if it really was dead.

"Hana, are you still there?"

"Hum, yeah why?"

"There's a switch on your left. Turn it on."

Hana carefully stepped inside the shed, and under the red light of the glowstick, she found the outline of a switch. She turned it on, and the neon on the ceiling suddenly came to life.

"There was a switch this whole time! Why didn't you turn it on before!" the shorter girl complained.

"Because Spiders don't like red lights."

Sombra pocketed the still glowing stick, and Hana approached carefully the dead monster. Now that the light had been turned on, she saw that the monster's skin was actually of a light purple shade, while her blood was dark, almost black. She tried not to look too much at her distorted face, as those empty amber eyes send shivers down her spine.

Hana's attention switched to Sombra when the girl cut Lena's cocoon free from the wall, her dagger passing through the sticky web like it was butter. Once the cocoon was on the ground, Hana noticed how pale and green Lena's face looked through the web. Carefully, Sombra began to cut the cocoon in half, until Lena was free. Instantly, as a large quantity of air arrived in the girl's lungs once again, Lena began to yell in pain and convulse. Hana felt a cold sensation fill her stomach. Maybe the monster had been right, and it was too late? One look at Sombra told her that it wasn't the case. The Latina was as calm as ever when she pulled a syringe out of her boot, and stab Lena's neck with it. Hana watched as the bright green liquid was pushed into Lena's body, and soon enough she stopped yelling, and fell asleep.

"Alright" Sombra declared as she threw the syringe away. "She should wake up in two days, three at worst."

The hunter then turned to Hana, who was still watching curiously.

"You still there? How come?"

"What, why would I be anywhere else?"

Sombra seemed surprised.

"I don't know. Usually, people run away at the first sight of a monster."

Hana smirked.

"Well, I have never been afraid of a spider before."

Sombra smirked in turn.

"Well, good thing you're here, cause now we need to carry Lena to my car."

"What?"

Sombra lowered herself, and threw Lena's sleeping form on her shoulder like it was nothing, surprising Hana who's eyes grew wide.

"Just kidding."

Sombra was about to leave the shed when Hana suddenly remembered there still was the dead body of a giant spider woman to dispose of.

"Hum, Sombra, what do we do about the spider?"

Sombra smirked, and didn't even stop to reply:

"What spider?"

Hana looked behind her in confusion, and frowned. The body of the monster was already half dissolved into a pile of ash.

Lena woke up suddenly, out of breath and shouting in pain about someone bitting her. She was instantly shushed by a pillow landing on her face. She pushed the pillow away, and looked around. She was back in her bedroom, in her bed, even. The sun was setting through her window, letting only a low light pass through her curtains. Beside her, in a desk chair, she noticed Sombra napping. She frowned. What was Sombra doing in her room?

"You're lucky, you know."

Lena looked over at the door, where Gabe was standing, still as gray as usual. He was leaning against her door-frame, technically not in her bedroom.

"I don't know a lot of people who were targeted by a Spider and lived to tell the tale."

Lena remembered being bitten by this very sexy girl, Amélie, but what was this story about a Spider? She frowned.

"Sombra was tracking a man-eating monster killing off teenagers at parties. If she hadn't been there you would have been a Spider's next lunch."

Lena looked over at Sombra, who was still sleeping soundly in her desk chair. Lena thought it didn't look very comfortable, but it didn't seem to bother the Latina. She couldn't believe Sombra had saved her life. Then it suddenly hit her. The reason why Sombra had suddenly decided to come, why she had abandoned her as soon as they had arrived.

"She didn't save my life, she used me as bait!"

Gabe exploded into laughter.

"That she did. An old trick I taught her. She's a very good student, you know. Never forgets a thing, unlike her idiot of a brother!"

Lena glared at the ghost, who hovered away from her bedroom, still laughing like he had just heard the greatest joke there ever was. Lena's glare then went to Sombra, who was still fast asleep. Lena's gaze soften. She felt her neck hitching, and passed a hand over where the woman had bitten her. Thankfully someone had washed the wound already, but she knew this was sure to leave a mark.

Lena was less than pleased to discover she had missed her Monday classes because of the venom, and had to work twice as hard to get back on her feet. Thankfully she hadn't missed any Track and Field training. On Tuesday afternoon, when she sat in the tiers to tie her running shoes before the training began, someone came to sit beside her. Lena was happily surprised to see Emily by her side, also getting ready to run.

"Hey, Em, I didn't see you at the party Saturday night!"

The redhead stood up and tied her hair, raising her shirt just enough for Lena to see a bit of pale skin and her navel.

"I just passed, you know. But I saw you, you were talking with quite the catch."

"Hum?"

Lena suddenly wanted to hit herself. She had forgotten Amélie had been a gorgeous woman before she'd bitten her and, apparently, tried to eat her.

"Yeah no, she wasn't... She was just nice looking, you know. She turned out to be quite sticky. But thank god, she's gone."

"Gone?"

Lena had a second of silence, during which her empty brain tried to come up with something.

"Yeah, she went back to France, you know, where she came from. Don't ask me why, good riddance anyway!"

Emily sat back next to Lena.

"It's a shame." she pushed lightly her shoulder against Lena. "She seemed to have quite an effect on you."

Lena blushed.

"Yeah, but what does a shell matter when the inside is disgusting... Anyway, time to run!"

Lena stood up, only too eager to put an end to this conversation. She jogged down to the tracks, Emily in tow, and began to warm up. Emily once again joined her, and suddenly declared:

"Oh, by the way, there's another party next week. Want to come with?"

Lena grimaced.

"No thanks. I think I'm all partied out."

A/N: Hi guys! I hopes you liked this chapter as much as I do! I've always wanted to write a story about Widowmaker being a man-eating monster, now I can cross it off my bucket list I guess! I wanted to thank Renato Dias for the review. I'm glad you liked the first chapter and I'm happy you liked the humor, too. I'll see you tomorrow for another chapter, so remember if you don't want to miss it, follow the story! I promise, there's a lot more amazing and funny adventures coming!