Shadows and Dust
Chapter 7
A boot crushed an omnic's skull, and Reaper was the owner.
The man breathed in deeply, quite upset that Omnics didn't have essences like humans or else he would have regained his lost energy.
"Santo Dios... Had you not driven us into an active warzone..." Reaper growled as he blasted another Omnic, "I see where all the woman driver stereotypes come from." he grunted and threw a chair at an Omnic that was about to attack Widowmaker.
"Hmph." Widowmaker grunted and shot an Omnic soldier, "I said I apologize for even turning down that exit."
"I thought you would have seen the smoke clouds..." Reaper booted an Omnic through a window, "For a sniper, you sure lack basic distant vision." he growled and then stopped when he heard yelling.
German soldiers burst into the broken building the two were fighting in, and seeing they were armed, fired without warning.
"Get down!" Reaper tackled Widowmaker and the two landed behind a desk, which absorbed some of the bullets, "Damn it!" he roared and popped out.
"DWAH!" a German soldier was blasted by buckshot, and when his comrade tried to appear, Widowmaker took care of him.
"These Allemagnes..." the woman growled as the two blasted all the German soldiers in the room, "I hate them..." she took down the last one with her little pistol.
"Alemanes..." Reaper was reminded of a particular German he knew, which caused him to growl in discomfort, "I hate them as much as you do." he stepped up and scanned the area for fresh souls, then saw more German soldiers were being deployed.
"Well, it seems we do complement each other." Widowmaker smirked as the two stepped outside into the war torn city they ended up in, "Mon Dame... How did I not see this?" she shook her head.
"That's what I asked myself..." Reaper growled and saw some German soldiers come down a mountain of rubble, "Alemanes..." he grunted and blasted them as they came down, ambush.
"Gra!" one of the soldiers survived and aimed his pulse rifle, but was taken down by Widowmaker.
"No skill whatsoever..." Widowmaker scoffed.
"Feindliche Bombers oben!" a soldier's radio sounded, causing Reaper to look up to the sky. Surely enough, a fleet of Omnic aircraft loomed over the city.
Instantly, German fighter jets deployed to take it down, but the bombers had released their deadly payload on the enemy positions below- with them Reaper and Widowmaker.
"Well... This has gotten a bit more interesting..." Reaper growled and then spotted an abandoned German APC that was stuck in a ditch, "Look." he pointed to the vehicle, "We can use that to get the hell out of-" he stopped when a squad of Omnics appeared from behind.
German soldiers intercepted them and the two parties fought it out.
"I will get that damn car." Reaper growled and ran to the firefight, Widowmaker setting up behind hm, "Rah!" the man yelled and blasted both soldier and Omni alike in a gambit to get the vehicle.
"DWAH!" a soldier was shot by Widowmaker, who was trying to give Reaper some breathing room as he reloaded, "This... makes me feel so alive..." the woman smiled and sniped an Omnic.
"Take this!" Reaper tackled an Omnic into the APC, then grabbed its head and slammed it into some rubble, "Tin cans..." he pulled out his shotgun and blasted the robot in the chest, "A dime a dozen." he stood and opened the vehicle.
Inside, a soldier was in the driver's seat with a bullet in his head.
Reaper absorbed whatever leftover essence and pushed the man out, then pulled the vehicle out of the ditch and drove it towards Widowmaker. "Get in... this time I'm driving!" he pointed at her.
"Leaving so soon?" the woman pouted, wanting to stay a bit to kill some more, "I was having so much fun..."
"You can snipe from here..." Reaper rolled his eyes and drove forward, opening the window for Widowmaker to allow her to snipe.
"Thank you... mon cher..." Widowmaker told him and looked at him with a strange gaze.
Once more, the Gabriel Reyes bravado returned to Reaper, who puffed up his chest and drove straight into a group of German soldiers, "Have some free shots!" he cackled and turned the vehicle.
Widowmaker was taken back by this stunt, but obeyed regardless and started to shoot soldiers from their vehicle, "Poom." she smirked when she got a clean headshot while moving.
Reaper now weaved and turned to avoid return fire from both parties,
"Santo Dios this feels incredible!" he cackled as a German soldier pummeled into his window and went flying off, "I will consume your soul!" he drove especially close to one soldier and scratched the man's face when he put his hand out the window.
"Ha." Widowmaker chuckled and reloaded, "They're not ready for me." she smirked and popped out again, gettting a critical hit on an Omnic, "Told you."
"Well, the fun's gonna be over soon..." Reaper growled as he drove over a bomb crater then managed to reach the outskirts of the town, "I guess we should stay in France..." he commented, "Alemania was definitely not ready for us..." he chuckled and turned to Widowmaker.
"Ha... Ha..." Widowmaker panted, then looked at Reaper.
"Christ." Reaper growled when he saw a bullet wound in Widowmaker's right shoulder, "Mierda..." he murmured and then took off his arm bandages, "Here, I don't need these anymore." he muttered.
"Merci..." Widowmaker nodded and placed them on her shoulder, "Merde... Merde... They got lucky..." she growled in pain.
Reaper growled in anger.
But not at the Germans.
Nor the Omnics.
But at himself.
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The APC stopped at an abandoned tire shop in France, where Reaper decided it was safe enough to settle down for this emergency situation.
"Su madre..." Reaper growled as he helped Widowmaker out of the vehicle, "Mierda... Era un idiota..." he held his head, "Bloodlust got us to this." he clenched his fist.
"It's fine..." Widowmaker reached inside her bag and pulled out a vial of yellow liquid, "I had these just in case of something like this... Biotic technology..." she muttered and opened it, revealing a syringe like attachment.
Reaper saw as the woman injected the liquid into her shoulder, but then remembered the word "Biotic" being said, and something snapped.
It was that word that was spoken before he became... this thing...
This monstrosity that could only be satiated by death and destruction.
Biotic was what destroyed the Gabriel Reyes he knew...
The one his grandmother once loved and cared for.
The man smacked the syringe out of Widowmaker's hand, causing her to growl in annoyance.
"What the?" Widowmaker said, "What was that for!?"
"I don't want you to- to- to." Reaper stammered, then stepped back and saw the yellow liquid seep into the ground, "To become a thing..."
"A what?" Widowmaker asked.
Reaper growled in anger and frustration, had he stopped her in time? He was not sure, but he did witness the sudden healing of the woman's bullet wound. Now he was not only angry and frustrated, but also confused, which with a psyche like Reaper's, was a combination waiting to cause trouble.
"What is wrong with you?" Widowmaker noticed Reaper's fidgety behavior, "Reaper, relax." she said and touched his shoulder, "I'm fine. I am still able to operate with you." she reassured him.
Reaper was dubious, but that face changed that.
The soft purple face that was cold and emotionless like his mask.
"In fact... I'm more than fine." Widowmaker spoke, "After all these weeks I've spent with you... I'm alive." she muttered, "Every time we go to the battle... and we kill, oh it's wonderful... My heart leaps and beats... and the euphoria."
Reaper looked at her and clenched his fist.
It was coming back to him.
That Gabriel Reyes bravado was a double edged sword.
The man took off his mask and exposed his younger face, around mid thirties.
"What are you doing now?" Widowmaker asked as the man took off his cloak.
"I-I- A la verga..." Reaper growled and grabbed Widowmaker's face, then brought it to his and kissed her.
Widowmaker was taken back, but since she felt so alive, a spark managed to come forth and urge her to grab his head and return the favor.
Reaper pushed her into the car and became extremely dominant.
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The night was extremely quiet for being a few hundred kilometers away from a warring German territory, and since many of the cities were gone or devoid of power, the stars could be seen in a never before witnessed glory.
Gabriel was reminded of his visits to Dorado, which had famous starry nights.
Though he had no relatives there, he always passed through that city when he and his grandparents traveled to an even more magical place.
But that was a story for another time, right now it was he, Amelie, and the heavens above.
"You never actually told me your name..." Amelie spoke as she made her hand move across the man's chest, "Who's this man behind the Reaper?" she asked, having already seen all of Reaper's body.
Reaper thought about it long and hard, should her tell her his name?
Perhaps this would trigger a memory in Amelie's unconscious and cause her to lash out.
But she had most of her memory wiped by Talon, and if one was to be honest, Reaper wasn't really thinking with his head right now.
"Gabriel..." Reaper confessed and held Amelie's hand, waiting for a response.
However, no negative response was returned.
"Gabriel... I like that name..." Amelie spoke and smiled a bit, "I never thought a man that goes by Death himself would go be called Gabriel..." she said.
"Neither did I..." Gabriel muttered, then looked at Amelie's fair body that was hiding underneath his cloak, sure he had already seen all of it, but it still lured him in.
"The sky is alright." Amelie spoke as she tried to count the stars, "But... I don't feel anything... I lost my sense to feel."
"I know." Gabriel spoke and clenched his fist.
Perhaps he could have gotten the one up on Talon for doing that to her, but he should have done that much earlier.
Heck, he was so caught up in destroying Overwatch and Blackwatch that he didn't even think of Widowmaker until now. The truth showed forth, Gabriel wasn't even romantically interested in this woman, he was just consumed by the heat of the moment like some kind of animal.
"Mon cher." Amelie spoke, snapping Gabriel out of his thought bubble, "What do you want to do tomorrow?" she asked as she ran her fingers across his bare chest.
Reaper hadn't even thought about that, right now he was battling himself.
However, Widowmaker did seem ready for an answer, and an answer was going to be given.
"Hm..." Gabriel pondered a bit and rubbed his chin, "Christ... I don't even know." he sighed, "Let's just live for the now, and leave the killing for another time." he said, "This ain't a time to think about that merde."
"I see you know your French." Amelie smirked and sat up, "Where'd you learn that from?" she asked coyly.
"You know, after a while, it sticks." Gabriel also sat up, "Plus, a lot of things are the same as Spanish so it's easy." he told her, "Santo Dios." he spoke and saw the woman's spider tattoo, "I didn't know it was that big."
"What? This?" Amelie looked over her shoulder.
"First time I ever looked at it for so long." Gabriel muttered and looked up, "The things you miss out on when you are so caught up." he murmured and grabbed Widowmaker's shoulder.
"What? Round two?" Amelie smirked, "I thought you had enough." she turned to face him.
She was right, Reaper was exhausted.
His body was not used to the stress caused by intercourse and somewhere along the line his supernatural entropy must have kicked up a notch and started to tax his body with a greater burden.
"You're right." Gabriel spoke and laid back down, "I am tired." he muttered and looked at the sky.
Amelie lay next to him and sighed, then grabbed his chin.
Reaper felt the cold hand hold him, then felt the plump lips brush his cheek.
Oh! What an anathema this woman was to the Incarnation of Death!
Yes, despite this new twist to his liveliness, to his prowess.
The Reaper was slowly dying because of it.
And there was only one Eulogy to be spoken for him:
"Mon Cher."
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