La Muerte approached the shaking woman, her eyes closed tightly. Amelie` was shaking involuntarily, her heart about to burst out of her chest. She couldn't handle it anymore...Her mind was racing with visions. The stress was too much...She felt nauseous...Pale...Amelie` felt her eyes roll back as she fell unconscious. La Muerte laughed to himself, pulling his pants back up.
"And now..." Muerte muttered to himself as he untied the woman, letting her drop to the floor.
He lifted her up as he slammed the door open, swiftly walking down the hallway. He spoke into a radio on his chest.
"We've got an opportunity here, let's not waste it!" He roared into the radio as he almost ran towards a large white door.
A man in a white lab coat opened the door, beckoning the Talon commander in.
"Quick, sir!" The doctor yelled, the crowd of scientists and doctors making way for their commander.
La Muerte basically tossed her unconscious form onto the metal table, letting the scientists strap her down onto the table. They moved down a large machine. It appeared to be some sort of helmet, multiple needles and computer chips on display inside of the helmet. The machine slowly descended down from the ceiling towards her helpless form. They swiftly went to their work stations, multiple computers lit up around the room.
"Commence phase one!" Muerte screamed, a sadistic grin askew his scarred face.
The metal table began to move, ascend, bringing her head close to the helmet. One of the scientists looked to Muerte.
"Ready, sir!" The scientist choked out, staring down at his terminal, ready to play God.
La Muerte eyed the scientist, pointing to him, nodding slowly.
"Push it!" Muerte barked.
The sweaty scientist smashed his bony finger into the keyboard, activating phase one. The helmet descended onto her head, some of the needles piercing into her skull. They released a concoction of drugs into her head.
"Ready for phase two, sir!" The scientist yelled out, staring at his screen.
La Muerte nodded. "Go for it!" He yelled out, hands on his hips.
Amelie` felt herself floating in the air. There was nothing around her. She heard footsteps, but saw no one. She heard voices, but saw no one. Suddenly, Lena appeared in front of her. A smile was on her face, but something was off...She was crying. Amelie` tried to reach out to her, but frowned when her arm didn't move. She felt her body lifting up a rifle, aiming down at the crying Lena. "N-Non!" She screams, but nothing came out of her mouth. She had no control. Her finger pulled the trigger, and everything went black. Amelie` heard her own voice whispering into her ear.
"It's over, Amelie`. Talon has restored us to our former glory. And...I'm afraid...You won't even remember your own name..."
Amelie` felt herself crying in the dark depths of her messed up mind.
"Non! Please...I..." She felt it harder and harder to speak.
La Muerte smiled. "I want it all gone. No memories. She will only remember how to speak and her skills. Nothing else."
The scientists nodded, hard at work. They worked leisurely at ruining someone's life.
Lena lifted herself from the bed, her hair a mess. She ran her hand through her hair, staring at a calendar. It's been three weeks since Amelie` was captured, and Overwatch has had been trying its best. Agents were tracking down small clues here and there, but everything was turning up cold.
Lena felt under her bed, lifting up a small statue in her hand. She smiled at the small eiffel tower, placing it in her pocket. "Don't worry, love...I will find you..."
Lena brushed her teeth in her bathroom as-well as combing her hair. She didn't look so well. Bags were under her eyes and her face was pale. She hadn't been doing so well without Amelie`.
Widowmaker rolled her eyes as the bird landed on her rifle. "Go away..." She quietly muttered, shaking her rifle a bit. The bird flew away from the dangerous assassin. Widowmaker was hanging from a large billboard, her long leg had her grapple wrapped around her. Her pony tail was hanging down as she gripped her rifle. She had a smirk on her face as she aimed down, her sights on the head of a man in a suit. He was sipping a drink at his desk in the high rise building.
"Adieu." She whispered as she pulled the trigger, killing the man instantly.
Lena walked into the Overwatch compound, a mug of tea in her hand as she walked into the control room.
"Oi, love!" She yelled out as she ran towards Jack.
Jack turned to Lena. "No, Lena...We don't have any word on Amelie's whereabouts...However, we do have something suspicious..."
He points to a news clip from New York City. "The lead prosecutor in a court case against Vishkar industries was found dead from a bullet to his head. The glass was shattered and it was estimated that the shooter had to be at least a mile away."
Lena frowned. "Wow...That had to be a good sniper, love..."
Jack nodded. "This is one of many new cases popping up from around the world...We think it's...Well...Amelie`."
Lena frowned, shaking her head. "No way...She stopped, she isn't like this anymore..."
Jack held his hands up. "It's just a possibility is all...Whoever it is, Overwatch has been asked..Well quietly...To take out this assassin. We're sort of spread thin as of the moment with Genji tracking down his brother and McCree out in Russia, so we're going to need you on this one. Alright?"
Lena nodded slowly. "Where am I going first?"
Jack lifted up a file, handing it to her. "A flight to India. You're going to Delhi. We're going to try to trick whoever is planning these assassinations. We figure they're protecting Vishkar, so we'll mask you as a lead journalist writing a 'tell-all' report on Vishkar. Obviously, they'll try to kill you. Then you can get your target."
Lena scoffed, looking down at the folder she was given. She opened it up, looking at her ticket.
"So I'm the bait, hm? Perfect!" She laughed. "I'll do it, love...Wish me luck!"
Sorry for the short chapter again, guys! People aren't leavin' till end of 4th of July! Thanks for reading up to this point! Any review would be greatly appreciated! And special thanks to Sergeant Lawson for being such a wonderful beta reader :). Also, I've been reading some of the recent reviews, and I wanted to address some of them. One was saying how the same story was used twice now throughout my chapters, and I guess you could say that. Talon wants their weapon back, and Amelie` and Lena get separated a lot. Thus, for that reason, in the near future, I will be ending the story soon. I don't know where the story will go once I reach the endpoint of this current problem. I would love to keep writing this story for as long as I could, but I fear that it might become stale and repetitive. Unless I could think of new plot points, the end is near!