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Part 2 is here! And I've read the positive feedback, and so I believe that I have reached a decision. I was surprise to see on how people didn't want a futa Widowmaker, but I'm still having the opinions open for now, until the end of Part 2 maybe 3 at least. So PLEASE PLEASE COMMENT ON WHETHER OR NOT I SHOULD MAKE WIDOWMAKER A FUTA!

Now, we are getting into the beginning stages of the real drama now, there is going to be some intense moments on Lena finding herself and who she is after going through some crazy ass shit throughout her life. I know it might seem annoying for her to just keep repeating her mindset, but it is necessary for the character development, for you shall see later on!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. This is Lovex1's plot and Overwatch's characters, I just happen to mash the ideas together

It was late when I arrived back at the base and empty, so creepily empty. Not gonna lie, I was absolutely exhausted. My body lugged its way up to my room and I basically collapsed on the bed. My eyes skimmed the ceiling and fell down to the coffee table where I was partially blinded by the reflection of some metal item that stood upon it.

Once again, I sat up and rubbed my eyes, trying to focus on it. As I got closer, I stared stunned at the white and silver pistol that was sitting comfortably on the white surface. You know, I probably should've been more shocked that there was a fucking unattended gun in my room but, I'm living in a Mafia Base. This is rather expected.

My eyes locked onto the small note that was placed next to the weapon and a new cellphone with the words: "Special Pet" on the front. My eyebrow twitched.

How fucking formal.

I opened it, letting my eyes skim the words. A small smile appeared on my lips and I rolled my eyes at the words: "Don't be foolish. - Vampire Huntress."

"She even signed as a vamp, huh..." I shook my head, chuckling, "The gal's such a confusing assface." Lightly, I put the note back and took the gun in my hand, loving how it felt within my grip.

It was fully loaded.

I lifted an eyebrow. After I killed four people... with her stolen gun... the woman decides to give a beautiful, white and silver pistol... to a retired Gang Leader.

I laughed, flipping the gun into my bag, "The bloody witch is either a dumbass or..." I smiled, staring at the note. "She's trying to trust me."

8-8-8

"If you try using that gun shit on me," Amelie spoke, glaring at me as I ruffled through my bag for wipes, "I will end your life before you have time to pull the damn trigger. Got it?"

I gulped, nodding frantically, "Yes, ma'am."

My hands grabbed onto the wet towelette and I rubbed off the tea Chris spilled on his shirt. My movements were shaky as I could see the glaring Amelie in the corner of my eye, "Didn't I tell you two idiots to stay away from each other?"

"Yes." I let out an irritated breath, trying really hard to remove the stain from his shirt. "And I said something that irritated you and then you called me special and confessed your undying love for me, then we got married and had 3 kids." I stood up, my voice as dull as Amelie's blank face, "Oh. I hear one crying, excuse me for a moment."

Amelie blinked, trying to gather everything I said. Was the bitch actually contemplating whether that actually fucking happened!? "Wait!" Her voice paused me as I was halfway out the door.

I turned around, "What is it, honey?"

I watched her eyes widened, and I nearly gasped at the sudden change in expression. She turned away, muffling her angered sentence into her hand, "Would you stop being such a fucking annoyance and get me coffee?"

I laughed a bit, feeling a tinted blush cover my cheeks. "Yes, ma'am!." I closed the door and headed downstairs, staring at the ceiling with a small smile.

You know, that scenario didn't sound so bad.

Demon children sounded cool. I wonder if they'd have wings? Oh! Maybe they could have spider senses, or even be blue? What if they could go through time too! That'll be somethin' alright.

Well. There's no use on stressing over it.

As I walked into the Lobby, I was greeted with five unsuspecting guests. Jesse, Hana, and one other. I widened my eyes as they talked to the (new) deskman. "W-What are you doing here!?" I yelled, gaining their attention.

Their eyes lit up and they ran over to me quickly, "Oh thank god." A Swiss blonde hugged me tightly.

I was in utter shock, it took me a moment to actually grasp onto the reality of the situation. That was actually staring at these three people I hadn't seen in nearly 22 fucking years.

"A-Angie?" I looked to her then up to the other two companions, "Jesse? Hana? W-What the fuck are you all doing here!?"

Angela Ziegler's eyes were glazed. She cried so fucking much I'm shocked she hasn't died from dehydration. "We heard you met up with... with Zarya. By yourself! Jesse called us and we came down to see if you were okay!"

Jesse stepped forward, his eyes flaming with anger. He was terrifying when he wanted to be, "Are you a damn idiot!? I told you not to fucking meet up with her, and what the fuck did ya do? Met up with her. You oughta be lucky you are alive, partner."

I shook my head, "We had crap to take care of anyway. Besides her little minions are nothing but little pieces of shit."

"She's an apprentice at a Mafia, Lena." Angela growled.

"There's more than one or two of them. Zarya will keep going after you, you know." Jesse finished.

I rolled my eyes, "You don't need to tell me what a Mafia's like. Listen, I appreciate that you guys are worried but, I can handle it myself."

Hana clenched her jaw, "You always say that, you know!" She growled, "I don't want your help. I can do it on my own. Don't pity me. It's always the same with you! There's a difference between doing things on your own and just being a dumbass!"

I narrowed my eyes, "What? Do you think I'm so fucking weak that I can't take care of my own problems?"

"We're saying you can't take on an entire Mafia." Jesse spoke over the others. "Her little minions keep coming around the neighborhoods. What exactly does she want from you, Lena!?"

I turned away, "She keeps saying that she wants the gang to join the Mafia she's in. But in order for that to happen, she wants to hire us as fucking hitman to kill the current Boss. Apparently, the globber is so desperate, she was willing to kill me if I refused."

"I thought she just wanted you to be her bitch." Angela rubbed her temples, "This no longer concerns just you then, okay? We're going to help-"

I nearly punched her as I yelled over her, "Just go home! Did you guys come here to piss me off!? If this concerned you directly, Zarya would be out looking for your asses too!"

Why was I so pissed off? I was overreacting way too much. But my mouth wouldn't stop moving. It wouldn't stop yelling.

Jesse placed a hand on my shoulder and gave me a sympathetic sigh, "I get you don't like pity or help from anyone but, there's a point where you need to give in. Not being able to admit when you've reached your limit, that's what makes you weak, Lena!"

Weak. My eyes narrowed, engulfed in a never-ending sea of pure fury. I tightened my fists, preparing to send her flying across the room. My mouth opened to speak but, another voice came out. "What makes her weak is that she lacks not only skill but intelligence as well." This voice was the last I wanted to hear from.

Angela and the others stood stunned, as if they were watching the fucking president stroll by or some shit. I turned around seeing the unfortunate figure of Amelie with four of her men behind her (Gabriel, Gerard, Fareeha, and Sombra). "Why the fuck are you here?" I spat.

Amelie looked down to her cigarette as she blew out a puff of smoke. "This is my fucking building, smartass. Watch that bitch mouth of yours." My expression loosened seeing the monarchy scowl in her eyes.

"Fuck." Jesse growled.

Sombra chuckled, leaning against the front desk, "Hanzo really misses you, chico."

I looked behind me to face him, seeing a small blush and angry glare cover his face. "Shuddup."

Hana looked to Sombra and just from the absolute, over-the-top blush the bitch was displaying for the purple shaved-haired asshole, it was obvious they fucked.

Jesus Christ I need to handle my alcohol better.

"I was wondering where my toy fucking went." Amelie lifted an eyebrow, grinning, "Turns out you had a little party that you didn't warn me about."

"That you weren't invited to." I growled, making her smile die down to a threatening glare. "If we're fucking done, I have shit to take care of. Leave." I turned to the others.

Angela grabbed onto my wrist before I was able to evade the entire situation, "We're only worried about you... Please. Didn't we make the gang in the first place so we could help each other?"

I let out a breath, yanking my skin from her grasp, "The Gang is over."

"But we're still friends right!?" She desperately cried out, "You have to depend on us! If you don't let us help you then... then..." She hesitated before letting out her next words, "We'll just take care of it ourselves!"

Instantly, my eyes turned cold as I whipped around and grabbed her by the collar of her shirt. "Why?" My voice was sharp and thick with malice. "Why do you keep insisting I can't take care of my own fucking shit? What is going on between me and that goddamn shitface is much more than any of you fuckers! And you fucking know that! Nobody has ever helped me! Why is it so fucking different now!? Why are you treating me like I'm so pathetic!?"

"Because you are." Amelie's voice interrupted, considerably colder than before. "Just look at yourself."

I turned my gaze towards her, clenching my jaw, "What the fuck did you just say?"

"You turned against your own goddamn ally." She stepped onto her cigarette, meeting my glare completely unfazed. "You're weak. Stop this bullshit about how you don't want to be fucking weak when you already are. Hell, you are too caught up in this cloud of stupidity, you probably don't even realize how idiotic you fucking sound. "

I snapped.

Instantly, my hands lunged out to strangle her but, her arms wrapped around mine, pulling my back towards her chest as my arms were immobilized. Her elbows were under my armpits as her painfully strong arms tightened around mine, "What? Did you think you were going to be able to hit me?" She chuckled into my ear.

I struggled, groaning in irritation, "How are you one to talk?" I hissed, closing an eye at the pain. "You killed your own fucking ally yesterday!"

"Ally? The bastard fucking stole my damn data. That shit's worth more than your entire fucking life, bitch." She growled, her breaths constantly blowing next to my ear.

My fingers felt a slight soft sensation and I grinned pulling at it. Her long, precious dark hair was within my grasp. I pulled up, earning the beautiful groan of pain from Amelie's lips. Which I immediately regretted two seconds later.

Suddenly, her foot swiped me from underneath, throwing my body into the ground, chest first. I gasped for oxygen, feeling all the air push out of me at once. The asshole pulled my arms behind my back, holding it with a single hand as the other one shoved my face into the cool ground. I let out a yelp feeling my cheek scratch against the floor.

"And you do... this..." I could barely get the words out with all of her weight on top of me, "...t-to me... Am I not your... your a-ally?" I coughed.

I could hear her pissed off, low growls through the long silence. "I'm doing this because your my goddamn ally." Her lips neared my ear, "Look at yourself. You think it's just because you don't want to be fucking weak. Really? Are you fucking kidding me? You are too much of a dumbass to realize your own fucking reasonings."

"And how the hell would you know how I think?"

She shoved me harder into the ground, "Do you even know why I fucking took your goddamn ass off of the streets?"

"Why would I!?" I growled, "I hardly know what you fucking think at all, dammit!"

Amelie got off me, harshly. I felt Jesse and Hana try to help me up but, I swatted them away and I glared at Amelie and the other bastards as they walked away. "Don't worry. I won't help you pathetic ass out. I'm a mutt right? Don't stick my fucking nose into shit unless asked?" She walked into the elevator lighting her cigarette, "Get me my fucking coffee before you go and die."

I looked up to my friends who all had cold glares. Each one of them passed by me and headed towards the glass doors as I sat on the ground, rubbing my sore cheek. Angela was the last one to pass, "You really should listen to that Boss of yours." She sighed halfway out the door, "If you want to get yourself killed, fine. We won't fucking get involved, just like you made it oh-so clear."

The door slowly shut as their bodies disappeared. This is what I wanted. So why did I feel so hurt? It's not like I was begging for fucking attention. Were they right? Was I being an idiot? Of course I was but, I didn't know that back then.

I knew what Amelie was saying but, my mind wasn't expecting the excuse so it seemed as though I was unaware.

I thought that I should hate the asshole for fucking doing that to me.

But, no matter how fucking mad I was, my body knew something I didn't. It understood what Amelie was trying to do for me when I was too fucking idiotic to notice. Everything seemed so dark, but, for some reason I didn't want to escape it. I wasn't going towards the light they were giving me.

But...why?

Thanks for reading, and I am also here for some additional information:

- Each part will most likely be between 5-6 chapters each.

- There is an ending, and it will be in Chapter 25. HOWEVER there is an epilogue!

- Some might wonder on why I made Zarya the villain, and not Emily. So after many debates myself, for the epilogue that I have written, I think it is perfect for Emily's role, and very very satisfying to say the least ;)

So in total, there are going to be 26 chapters, (Chapter 26 being the Epilogue). So it will be completed once that last chapter has been published.

But anyways, please R&R. Helps me find any errors and helps me clarify things if needed :)

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Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Until next times cheries.