With not much more to do, she decided to close her eyes and hope for the best. With someone in the same room as her, escaping was no longer an option. By now, the attack on Numbani's General Hospital must've been heard all over the world and people may have heard about her going missing. She could only hope that her global locator still worked after what Sombra had done to it.
She woke up with a bucket of cold water to the face. She jumped and nearly fell down with the chair. « Where are they? »
It was Widowmaker. She wasn't alone, in the back of the room, the silhouette of Sombra seemed to be lurking, working on the computer and slowly marking things on the global hologram. « I'm starving, she answered.
- You'll starve until you've answered. Where are they?
- I won't say anything until I'm fed. »
Widowmaker held up her knife and kneeled to her. « Do you remember that blade?
- Your boss won't like to know you are letting me starve. »
Widowmaker's face seemed confused, the first time she didn't look that menacing. « You don't know anything about them.
- You don't have the right to kill me. They've told you that. »
Her face went from confusion to anger. She turned around to Sombra. « You…
- Just feed her already, the girl answered while keeping her eyes on the monitors.
- You told her about the boss. You little whore… »
She walked up to her, expecting to push her against the wall. Sombra turned to face her and did not budge, leaving to a confrontation between the two. « That's the best you've got? » Sombra replied.
Widowmaker, whose face was so close to Sombra she could feel her breath, replied. « The next time we get on a mission, you better watch your back.
- It's nice to be appreciated over here.
- You think you're funny?
- Just feed the dam girl. She can answer you when she's eating.
- She won't give any answer if she's fed and taken care of.
- She won't give any answer if she's dead either. People don't give real answer when they're tortured, they give you want you want to hear.
- What do you know about being tortured?
- You've never been in the streets of Mexico, do you? Although I gotta say, I haven't been tortured myself. Maybe you could enlighten us on the feeling? »
Widowmaker grabbed Sombra by the collar and pushed her against the wall. « I don't like little flies like you. You're annoying, you think you're entitled to everything, but in the end, you just end up in someone's web and die like the miserable insect you are.
- Now you'll want to keep this little fly alive for a bit more, because she's currently finding the location of some more annoying insects for you to catch.
- You're lucky that you have valuable information, because you'd already be dead if it weren't the case. »
Sombra held her own collar, slowly easing the grip on her, then she left the room stating. « I'll go get her something to eat, since you won't do it. »
Widowmaker watched her leave only to finally come back to Angela, who had been looking at the whole scene without a word. « You're lucky she's on your side.
- Last time I've checked, she planted a bomb in the hospital I was working in. »
She didn't answer, instead slowly walking back to her. « When I'll kill them, I'll come back to you and thank you for providing us with all of this information, wether you cooperate or not, wether you starve or not.
- You won't be able to kill them even with their location. You failed to kill them at the museum, you failed to do so on King's Row. The only one you've killed was a peaceful, unarmed monk.
- I've killed more Overwatch agents that you can count.
- Tracer has bested you once already, she can do it another time and this time, when she learns about what you've done to me, she won't hesitate. »
Widowmaker looked at her and smile. « Sombra made you way too confident, so much that you're trying to talk back to me. Do you remember who I am? »
She took her knife and planted it in her right hand, making her scream once more. « I'm not playing with you. I'm not going to let you insult me, unlike that ungrateful bitch. »
She left the knife stuck to her hand and slowly walked away, closed the door and locked it, then went back while taking the Caduceus staff. « It's a beautiful weapon you have here. It must've taken you a while to make. »
She put it right next to Angela and removed the knife with another complaint. « Tell me, can it regrow fingers? Let's find out. »
Angela looked at her in horror as she pulled out a chair and made herself confortable. Her own hand was bloody and trembling, with a gaping wound in the middle, in between two bones. She took the other hand and took her time looking at it. « You won't need that pinky finger anymore, do you? »
She took her knife and slowly carved the flesh in the middle of her finger, making her scream once more. The pain became unbearable, making her sick.
She didn't feel the last cut, when the finger finally gave up and fell off in Widowmaker's hand. Half of her pinky finger was gone and her bone was exposed. « Now you won't need it anymore, she said while getting back on her feet.
Angela couldn't take the ill feeling she had, she threw up whatever was left in her stomach, a disgusting green bile that burned her throat and dripped on her lap. She then felt the beam of light slowly repairing her skin, closing the wound on her right hand and covering the bone on her left hand with a delicate layer of skin. « Tien, tien, your staff cannot regrow fingers, such a shame. You should work on that. »
She put back the staff and, with her own hand, lifted her head so that their eyes would meet. « Never forget who I am again.
She saw her clothes all dirty, covered in bile and blood and kept going. « Are you still hungry? »
Angela couldn't reply. The horrible taste in her mouth was still there. Although her hands were healed, the trauma was still within her and making her shake. Her heart was beating really fast and she was sweating, leaving her clothes stuck to her. « If you give me what I want, I'll let you take a shower. »
She was too shocked to answer, staring into her yellow eyes. She saw anger, death and misery in them. How could a single human being spread such hatred, such pain and such horrific ideas onto someone? How could she see that that woman was hating her with such passion even though they had barely seen each other before she was brought here? « What on Earth did they do to you, Amélie? » she said. Her voice was trembling, on the verge of breaking up, with tears in her eyes.
Widowmaker's eyes changed in a fraction of a second. « You tell me. » she said, dropping her chin and making her head collapse on her torso.
She turned around, breathing heavily, visibly unnerved. « We could operate you… Angela mumbled, we could turn you back the way you were before… »
Widowmaker turned around in the glimpse of a second, walked to her and hit her with a heavy punch on the cheek. « Do not ever talk about that again. »
Angela was stunned for a few second, a few teeth were clearly broken and she could feel blood in her mouth. Widowmaker didn't wait for an answer, she held her by the neck and forced her to look at her in the eyes once more. « The next time you try and talk about that, I'll cut your tongue and make you eat it.
- I once knew Amélie. I treated you when you and Gerard were sick… But now you're just a shell of what you were. A cold, lifeless shell. »
Somehow, making her emotional was a relief. She first saw a monstrous cold blooded killer, but now, she could see her weakness. She was angry, but she did notice her voice crack near the end.
Widowmaker fronded, then took out her knife. « If you though the finger was painful, wait until you see what I have in mind for you. »
A beeping sound interrupted her speech, making her get up immediately and get on the monitor. A beam of light on the global hologram showed a place in Europe. Her global locator started beeping once more and static could be heard.
Widowmaker left the room in a sprint, probably to go get Sombra. The static started forming a distinct, heavy and deep voice that Angela could recognize instantly. « Agent Mercy, are you here? Can you hear me?
- Winston… » she mumbled.
Her voice was weak, she didn't know if he had heard her. With half of her face slowing inflating and covered in blood, she could barely speak clear sentences. « Winston! » She tried to yell, even though it sounded more like a fainted shout than anything else.
- Agent Mercy? Oh… Angela! Thank God you're here. Are you alright over there?
- No… am not.
- Dear… Athena is looking for your position. Just… hold up a bit longer, we'll be here to rescue you, I swear. Do not give up.
- Winston… » she said, but it hardly didn't come out of her mouth.
Although Winston's voice was low and fainted in the room with the distance of the locator, it warmed her heart to finally hear someone she could trust. « Winston… please… need you.
- Do not worry, Angela, we'll send armed officers and agents to rescue you soon enough. »
Angela teared up as she heard static slowly fade away. Then, from behind her, a silhouette came into the shadow and grabbed the locator.
« Well, good news is, they are coming for you, Sombra said. Bad news is, we don't need to track them anymore since they'll be coming right onto our doorstep. »