Plead for the Widow

Chapter 10

Destroy the Afflicted

Reaper arose from bed after he heard a slight shuffle outside, causing him to scan the area only to see an armed man prepping to knock down the door. The man immediately stood up and pulled out his emergency sawed off shotgun.

The armed man broke in and aimed his weapon at the first target he saw, only receive a blast of buckshot to his face.

Widowmaker woke up in alert and saw that Reaper stood over the man, "What is go-" she saw the man's Talon armor, "What-"

"I guess they found out." Reaper muttered and saw more Talon Agents come towards them, "Well... This wasn't what I planned.." he growled and turned to Widowmaker, "Get dressed, we have to go."

"What is going on?" Widowmaker asked, but was knocked out of the bed by Reaper, "Fils de pute." she growled and walked to clothe herself.

While the woman was dressing herself, Reaper kept blasting the Talon agents that came in, only to stop when a canister of tear gas was thrown in. "Watch out." the man grumbled and fixed his mask.

"Cah... Cah..." Widowmaker gagged as the gas burned her airways, but was finally dressed up and ready to go, "L-"

"Come here." Reaper took off his mask and placed it on her face, "Don't worry, this won't hurt me." he scoffed and walked through the gray smoke, only to kick a Talon agent that burst in.

"ARGH!" the agent screamed as he fell from the third floor balcony, striking the parking lot below them with a large thud.

"There they are- GAH!" another agent was blasted and was knocked back down the stairs, taking two other agents with her.

"Keep 'em coming." Reaper cackled and held Widowmaker in one arm and in the other his trusty Hellfire, "Do you have the keys?" he asked his partner.

"Right here." Widowmaker pulled out the black keys and jumped down, "Here, put this on..." she gave him back his mask, "Much better." she said and wiped some lipstick off the white surface.

Reaper turned rapidly and blasted another Talon agent, allowing the two to descend safely, "These guys are willing to die." he kicked aside a body and followed Widowmaker down until they reached their vehicle.

"Ah..." Widowmaker groaned as she saw that their vehicle was destroyed, its hood was blown off and the engine was smoking- the smell of gasoline filled the air, signaling that the fuel line was cut, "Why are they doing this?" she asked Reaper, "And answer me now."

"They probably thought we were too good..." Reaper lied and looked at her, "Betrayal is probably something not foreign to them." he informed, "Oh... and probably Bolivar." he said halfheartedly.

Widowmaker at first could not believe, but the more Reaper explained his lie it seemed very plausible, and of course Reaper had just risked his life to save her. It didn't occur to her that she was literally signing the contract that she would turn against Talon- the organization that made her Widowmaker.

Reaper broke the windows of a nearby truck and opened it up, then hotwired the car, "Hop on." he told Widowmaker and saw her get on, "They won't give us an easy escape." he backed out roughly.

"We must get as far away from Talon as possible." Widowmaker spoke and took out her Widow's Bite and stabbed her arm, cutting about a 1 inch hole in it. Of course Reaper was taken back, but then saw that Widowmaker took out a small chip- needless to say this caused the man to question if he was also probed. However, due to Reaper's constant cycle of regeneration and decay, this caused much doubt due to him thinking the chip would eventually be pushed out by the decaying matter.

As the two left, they saw Talon reinforcements enter the small Portuguese hotel through the car mirrors.

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"Uh uh uh..." Reaper shook his head as he stomped on the head of a Talon superior, then kicked the pistol the man was reaching for far away, "I wouldn't." he growled and turned to Widowmaker, who was typing away on a Talon computer system, "Are you done?" he asked.

Widowmaker stuck a hard drive to the main console, "Ready." she walked up to him and pointed to the console.

Reaper did not hesitate to walk up to the computer, then started to type away into the hacked system, "Let's see here.." he looked with intent at the holographic screen.

O-V-E-R-W-A-T-C-H- the keys sounded as the man typed angrily.

Near instantly, the entire Talon database on such subject burst with thousands of hits, from pictures to live videos and news reports.

Reaper smirked and then clicked a highly classified item, which was shown to be a livefeed map that said it estimated the positions of each Overwatch agent- taking into account espionage results and previous encounters with the media or an area.

Widowmaker sighed and shot the downed superior with her rifle, "You should have left us alone." she chuckled as she saw the man's right leg bleed, "Perhaps you need to learn your place." she aimed her rifle at his forehead.

Reaper gave a quick glance back, then turned away when the rifle fired.

Widowmaker smirked and turned to Reaper, "What happens if anymore come?"

"Easy. Kill them." Reaper responded bluntly, "Watch the door, why don't you?" he suggested.

Widowmaker walked to the door and peeked outside, then stepped out and guarded it closely.

Reaper took this chance to download all the Overwatch data.

W-I-D-O-W-M-A-K-E-R- the man typed subtly into the keyboard, then saw the results appear.
"Interesting..."

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