A/N: Well guys, welcome back. I hope that y'all liked the last chapter and I also hope that it delivered enough to satisfy. I forgot to mention in my last memo that I'll be changing the story to M, and I've done it already. This is due to the amount of story intensity that will be upcoming. My friend, who also plays overwatch, lovesssss Widow, so I'll be doing some things with her as you can tell from the character list. Enough chat, thanks, don't kill me, and also have a great day/night. Btw...there will be a shift in pov for this chap...im not telling you where or who though ;3

Chapter 4: Before the First Skirmish

Well slept Lena did because I woke up to her next to me.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! WHAT THE HELL? I NEVER DID THIS LAST NIGHT! Wait no, I remember catching her, and putting her in her bed. Not putting her in the bed with me!. My life has turned into crap. She was wearing a loosely fitted t-shirt and flannel shorts with her hair in a knot. Honestly she even looked cute like that.

"LENAAAAA!" I yelled as she jolted awake.

"WHAT'S WRONG LUV?"

"Lena, may I ask why you were sleeping beside me last night?"

"Oh, I was, I was just cold Lylian."

"that's not an excuse Lena."

"Oh c'mon, cut me some slack! I'm always cold and last night especially."

"Jeez...You could've woken me up and asked me. I would've given you something."

"But you looked so peaceful and I didn't want to wake you up. Plus I realized your a touchy...sleeper...hehe"

"What do you mean Lena. Tell me. Right now."

She just kept smirking and giggling like a 5 year old. "You were holding me really tight last night...and I felt so warm, you know, like you put feeling into it." She said this while moving closer to my face

"Lena, I really don't like you this close."

"We were this close last night . Don't you remember?"

"I have the feeling that you're gonna kiss me at the moment."

"Hmmm..."

I was expecting her to, you know, proceed to make out with me but, what she actually did surprised me. Just a slight kiss on the cheek. I felt my face heat up and turn the color of red paint.

"But...but...but Lena...isn't it weird...to kiss a girl? When you're also a girl?" I looked away from her face as I stammered,

"No luv, just better." She winked at me and got out of the bed, with that sly smirk of hers.

"Well Lyl, ya better get dressed or you might miss the briefing luv!

She snatched a pair of orange-yellow colored athletic leggings from the drawer, a clean white t-shirt, her brown leather jacket as well. Last but not least, she hooked up her Chronal Accelerator. I just sat there, dazed. How could someone who looked so innocent, not be? She's so bubbly and child-like that I barely believe she fought in the Omnic Crisis. I mean yeah I've seen some weird shit, but Lena disappeared from the face of the Earth for 2 months, and then after that was able to bend time on her own! I mean, scientists aren't even able to calculate or discover what she can do. Well only one. I heeded her advice and got my clothes together. I grabbed the typical Overwatch armor and slid on...I cant even look at it anymore. Before my father sent me down the shoot, he handed me his grey overcoat that was very oversized for me, it went all the way down to my heels. A day ago, feeling somewhat stable, I tailored the coat with the help of Dr. Ziegler so the arm plates don't get covered. I cut the sleeves off so they wouldn't hinder my movement in the slightest. The overcoat had a thin wool layer on the interior, which made me feel like I was a child again...getting hoisted up into my fathers arms. After I had gotten in the overwatch getup, I went down to the med bay to see if Dr. Ziegler was in. I needed to tell her what had transpired this morning with Lena.

"Hey Dr. Ziegler, how's it going...?" I asked politely.

"Hello, and not much. You know...this is really good for you. To wear your father's coat into battle." She answwred, looking up at me with a genuine smile.

"Yeah...I guess so. It brings back a lot of good memories... I was so dedicated to my work that I kind of got obsessed. I help develop a new form of A-Series nano tech that were basically the building blocks for todays tech. My parents did most of it, but I helped with some equations...Speaking of that, my father actually was wearing this dumb thing during one of the testing days... Damn I wish I cou-"

"Wait one moment rehkitz. You just told me that you helped developed the most used nano tech in todays medicine."

"Yes...so what, and what does that mean?"

"It means kid, or young one in German. You said that you helped develop A-Seires nano tech?! MY whole research is about advancing the A-Series nano tech that has been studied for ages...You must understand the basics right?"

"Yep...and some of the complicated stuff!"

"Das ist nur schwellen! This just swell! You're more usefull than Winston rehkitz!"

"Please Dr. Ziegler...call me Lylian, or Leone"

"Yes, no problem. I'm Angela, or Mercy. Pleasure to finnaly meeting the noobie! Haha!" She got up to shake my hand, and I obliged.

"Back to the reason I came here..."

"Ja please spill the tea Lylian" she sat back down in her desk chair fixing the spewed papers the were conjured up on the desk, then looked back at me with the most reassuring face I've seen on any of her fellow agents.

"Well...I'm having a bit of girl trouble...I don't know what to do honestly" I said shyly

"Forgive me Lylian, I didn't know you swung that way, Just so you I have nothing agains-"

"No no no no no! Not like that! I don't...swing the other way. I don't really know anymore. This one girl."

"Lena...I'm guessing." She sighed with disappointment.

"How'd you know Angela?" I questioned, because what, is Lena infamous for this type of thing."

"I just know because it happened to me. And the girl's like a horny teen boy, without a dick." she said rather bluntly.

"HOLD THE FUCK UP! But you're with Commander Morrsion am I correct?"

"Yes that is entirely true. Lena seduced me only once, in the way beginnings of Overwatch. I was new to the team and she was my only friend. We grew close and always watched out for each other. One night we were watching a movie in my room, and it got steamy really quickly. I still remember that night vividly, even the clothes her and I wore, and I actually cringe every time I do." She laughed as she finished her sentence. "Why, did something like that happen to you too? Oh please say no..." She whinced

"Yes...and no..." I said reluctantly. "I don't know if we did anything. but I remember picking her up after she fell and carrying her to her bed and going into mine. Then when I woke up this morning she was right next to me, slightly straddling me."

"Oh, not as bad not as bad. But Lylian to be honest with you, I think you must've provoked her somehow..."

"I don't remember at all so I don't know if the 'I didn't do anything' act is acceptable any longer." Angela and I both laughed for a good five seconds before Athena came on the speaker and reminded us the real briefing would take place in a matter of minutes.

"Well Angela, It was nice to meet you, see you on the mission."

"Wait Lylian you're not gonna be at the briefing?"

"Since I just started gun tranning, Winstons letting me go to the Practice Range to well practice. Apparently there with be someone to help me, but I'm not so sure."

"Oh Lyl...I know she'll help you out. Maybe even learn a few tricks too!" She laughed as she exited her office. "She's a no-nonsense woman, so be careful and good luck!"

"Wait I don't understand!" Well might as well get a move on. As it goes, if you're early you're on time, if you're on time you're late, if you're late you're fired.

I walked through the Watchpoint, looking at the facilities attributes, due to the fact they were fairly similar to the Medical Wing back home. I felt a throb in my heart...because secretly I wish my home wasn't bombed, I wish that my mother didn't kill herself, and I wish my father was also still alive. Yeah this place is great and all, but it's not the same. I arrived at the front of the door and walked in to find a rather old-looking woman holding a sniper rifle and firing at the targets. She looked over to where I was standing, lowered her gun and started walking towards me.

"Well..." the woman said with an thick Egyptian accent, "It seems the new recruit is here to take my place as Overwatch's sniper. Pleased to meet you. I'm Ana Amari, But you can call me Captain Amari." She extended her hand, and I returned with I firm handshake.

"Mighty fine grip...I won't have to go over that at all!" She laughed, "Come here child, I can make you the best sniper in the world. Even better than that purple Frenchie."

"Um..Captain Amari, who is that..? The purple Frenchie..?"

"An old friend...who was turned against us. Unwillingly I might add." she said mournfully,

"Oh, I'm sorry...about her."

"She's actually the reason I lost my eye." she laughed to herself, "Ah, forgive my bantering...back to teaching you how to be a sniper."

Captain Amari taught me the ins and outs of the sniper she was holding, in order for me to quote 'understand the gun' I had to take the whole thing apart and put it back together. Yes it took me 45 minutes just to put it back to how it was my first try, but my second, took me 30 to complete the whole thing. Amari taught me that her gun used to be able to heal allies in battle with the bullets it carried. Angela made them of course, she's the healing queen, hell she's a doctor! Once I knew everything she let me go try it out. I hit every shot I took, and when I came up from the scope, I was shocked. I was okay with the SA rifle but this, this was me in beast mode on a whole another level.

"Captain Amari?" I started to ask as I climbed down from the ledge I was perched up on

"Yes child?" she answered,

"You taught me how to that, in a little over an hour..."

"It wasn't just me...You have natural talent. Go kick ass. And if you want, you can keep my rifle. My daughter doesn't need it, and since I'm not on active duty id like you to have it. Make sure to pass my teachings to whoever you give that rifle." She smiled at me as swung the should strap over my upper body, adjusting it so it's fit may frame.

"Thank you so much Cap."

"It was my pleasure...Good luck and stay alive kid. Now I think it's time to get going." she waved me off before going the other direction. The woman looked back at me, and continued,

"You still have a lot to learn, come back alive and I'll show you how to be even better than just relying o your natural talent."

"I will Captain. Count on it..." I screamed back, running to the shuttle that was going to leave in any minute

Sinister,

Powerful,

Beautiful,

Patient.

Was how people described me. But I could care less. The only thing that mattered to me was my mission, and who I was assigned to kill. I didn't need to care for anything or anyone other than my said missions.

Maudire, the targets should be here by now. Lena Oxton, Jack Morrison, Angela Ziegler, and Lylian Takagi...arriving at 12:45 at the Numbani airport to setle down the chaos and protect it most influential public speaker. And I am here to take them all out.

One

by

one.

With one shot, one kill...

A/N- Well that's that, hope it was good and next chap will be out soon, promise :)

~K