QUESTION: Should I continue this story and go back to it later? Or do a different fic? I know I sound like a cringey 1 million subscriber video, but thanks for all the support, reviews, follows, and FAVORITES!
"Thanks, Reap."
Reaper slept peacefully only to be woke up by a nagging voice shaking him. "Reaper!" "Reaper!" Tracer hissed. "What." Reaper growled. "Talon's 'ere." She hissed. "Why did you get me?" Reaper rasped. "I don't know where all the others are." Reaper sighed and got up. "How did you find my apartment?" Tracer snorted. "Well, you live almost a block away from the Overwatch building." Reaper grabbed both his shotguns. "Talon wants me." Reaper rasped. "Oh." Tracer said. "That makes sense." Reaper raised a scarred eyebrow under his mask. "Let's go." Reaper rasped.
They got there rather quickly, Reaper being able to teleport and Tracer being able to blink quite fast. They kept up with each other almost perfectly as if in a race. "Hahaha! I win!" Tracer said. "Let's just get Talon." Reaper rasped. They walked as quietly as they could and opened the doors. The security guard at his desk was shot multiple times, already dead. "Oh my god." Tracer whispered. "Wait." Reaper said. "Look at the top right security monitor." Tracer glanced up at it. Her eyes widened. "Shit." Reaper hissed. On the monitor it displayed Winston, Genji and Mercy. "We have to go down there!" Tracer said desperately. "It's a lure." Reaper rasped. "What?" Tracer asked. "A trap." Reaper rasped "to lure us in." Reaper sighed. "Why do you think they have a camera pointed right at them, They would of thought of that." Reaper gazed at the monitor some more. "Oh, shit, they have Widowmaker." He rasped. "There's no other way into this." Tracer gave him a confused look. "We have to charge in." he said.
Tracer walked up to the door next to the room the Talon agents and Widowmaker were in. Reaper got into a vent that led to the wall in the room. "Ready?" Tracer asked. "Let's go." Reaper rasped.
Tracer blinked into the room and already took down two agents. "Only vhan." Widowmaker said with her heavy French accent. "Easy." She said. "Surprise." Reaper rasped, kicking her in the back. "Agh!" Widowmaker cried. Reaper quickly hit her in the head with one of his shotguns. "Widowmaker knocked out." Reaper rasped. While Tracer was taking out the Talon agents, Reaper untied the Overwatch members. Winston, Genji and Mercy quickly started helping too. Suddenly, Tracer got hit in the back of the head with a Talon agent's gun. She got knocked out and fell to the ground. Before she hit the ground Reaper caught her. "Winston!" He yelled in the heat of battle. "What should I do with her?" Winston looked at Reaper. "Take her back to her apartment!" Winston said. "Make sure she's safe." "Go!" he yelled. "Got it." Reaper said teleporting out of the building. It was rainy and dark, (it being the middle of night) when Reaper was carrying Tracer in his arms. He found her apartment building and went inside.
Inside he took an elevator up to her apartment. While in the elevator Reaper saw a little girl staring up at the British woman in his arms. "Um, mister, I- Is she going to be okay?" The little girl asked with a hint of Spanish accent in her voice, "Don't ask that he's probably busy, Honey." The mother said. "She going to be fine," Reaper rasped and walked off of the elevator. Reaper opened the door to Tracer's apartment easily. Already unlocked. Reaper thought as he walked into her apartment. It was very clean aside from the empty takeout boxes on the floor. Reaper walked into her room which wasn't as clean as the previous living room. He put her down on her bed and started toward the door. "Reap, izzat you?" she asked in a weak voice. "You're up." He said. "What 'append?" she asked in that same weak voice. "You were hit in the back of the head by a Talon agent and knocked out." Reaper said calmly. " 'an you brought me back 'ere?" She asked. "Yes." Reaper answered. "Thanks, Reap." She said gratefully. "No problem." He said, cracking a smile under his mask.