She couldn't sleep after what happened with Gabriel. As the room went dark and silent, she just stayed on the ground weeping.
It took her a while to get back on her feet. She was now attached to the wall like a dog on a leash. At least she wasn't on the chair anymore. She could walk a few meters around without being able to reach anything important. Her Caduceus staff was still on the table… maybe she could find a way to get to it.
She spend a long time trying to untie the nooses on her wrist and the one on her back that went all around her waist, but it was no use, she was only getting weaker over time and the hunger was getting worse. She started feeling painful cramps all over her abdomen as if it was ripping in half. The darkness wasn't helping, though her eyes had adapted to it by now.
She could still feel the broken teeth in her mouth. No one had though of healing her with the staff since that incident. Although the nano-robots on her skin had put them back together and repaired the damage on the surface of her skin, they were still very sensitive. Her cheek was engorged with blood and forced her left eye to close a bit.
The door opened and with it the lightbulb, which blurred her vision that had been in the dark for hours already. She couldn't make out who had just entered, but the slow heels on the floor gave her a good idea of who it could be.
After a few seconds of adaptation, she could see a dark figure in the back of the room. It was Widowmaker, like she feared. She stood up to face her, ready for whatever she was about to say, but the words never came, she was only standing there, looking at her. She could see the light reflect on her eyes like those of a cat, leaving two menacing yellow orbs glowing, staring at her like a predator. « Where are the others? » Angela dared to ask, breaking the silence that had been covering the room.
No answer, only the eyes trying to pierce her soul. Angela backed up until she was against the wall. « Aren't you supposed to prepare yourself for a fight? »
No answer.
« What do you want? »
Her eyes closed. She could hear her sight as she started to slowly walk up to her, with each steps seeming calculated. As she entered the light of the lightbulb, Angela noticed her face : she had red marks over her cheeks, like claws.
She opened back her eyes and stared at her from head to toe. « Did they do something to you? » Angela asked.
Widowmaker quickly got her knife and slashed at her so rapidly she didn't had time to react. It went all over her face, from her nose all the way to her right ear. She screamed more from the shock that the pain and tried to back up, but she already was against the wall.
She couldn't understand what she was trying to do, but she remained silent, putting away her knife and walking up to her. She held her by her collar and rammed even more into the wall. Her eyes where filled with so much emotions, even Angela couldn't figure out what was happening inside her head.
Widowmaker lifted her up, then threw her on the ground. She kicked her in the abdomen, making her scream once more. What was she trying to accomplish with such free violence? Angela crawled away, as far as the rope would let her, but another kick made her break the silence once more, this time, she could feel her heels get in the skin near her waist.
She then walked around her meticulously for what seemed to be an eternity. Angela could only try and anticipate what she was going to do next. She got on her knees and asked. « What's the meaning of this? »
She receive another punch in the face which threw her on the floor again. She expected a third kick and tried to protect her, but nothing came. Widowmaker got to the chair and pulled it back under the lightbulb, sat down and looked at her try to get up again, but the pain on her abdomen was to much. She had difficultiy breathing and all the wounds in her mouth had reopened. « What did he do? »
This time, it was her that talked. Her voice was trembling and filled with hate. What did she mean? Was she talking about Gabriel? « I don't understand… » she mumbled.
Widowmaker got up, grabbed her by a lump of hair and lifted her head. She cringed and tried to stand up to remove the pressure. In her hands, a small device in the shape of a purple insect gripped to her palm and ejected a gas right onto her nose and mouth.
She started suffocating as Widowmaker let her hair and her head go. She crumbled onto the floor, coughing and feeling like she was strangled. She could feel her throat fill itself with blood and started gaging, lifting herself with her arm and throwing up of the floor a mixture a blood and bile. She could then feel her Caduceus staff slowly closing up the damage to her lungs and her ribs and coughed up the blood that was left. She fell onto her side, looking up as Widowmaker looked at her from so far up. « What did he do?
- I don't know… » she cried, even though it was barely audible.
She felt a large pressure on her stomach, Widowmaker had jumped on her and was on top of her. She held her by the neck and onto the floor. « Did he touch you? Did you like it?
- I don't know what you're talking about… »
She punched her again, and again. Angela tried to hold her back, protected herself with her arms, but it only made the attacks worse.
She felt her arms being pulled off and send onto the floor. Widowmaker held them up there, trying to make eye contact with her. « Tell me you little whore, did you enjoy what he did to you? »
Angela couldn't take it anymore, she spit up blood in her face, making her release her and cover her face. She then pushed her to the side and crawled away from her, only to receive another kick. She got up in a last effort and rammed Widowmaker against the wall, but she could barely resist her strength. She receive a powerful hit in the gut from Widowmaker's knee, then another one and finally, a more powerful strike from her elbow onto her back made her fall down on the floor once more. This time, she knew it was getting serious.
She tried to hit her legs, but Widowmaker kicked her once more. She fell face first on the floor, then she felt her jump on her back and hold her onto the floor.
She tried to crawl away, but her right arm got rammed onto the floor. She heard the blade of the knife come out of it's suit and a horrible pain made her scream once more. When she looked at her hand, she could see the blade had violently been shove onto it, cutting her three outer fingers clean.
Widowmaker fell onto her side and both panted and tried to catch their breath right next to one another in what seemed like an eternity. Angela didn't have the energy left to try and get away. Every single part of her body was in pain and all she could do was shake violently onto the floor, crying and shouting for help.
« Someone! Please! »
Her throat could barely take it and she started coughing once more. If only Sombra was there… At this very moment, she hoped that she could try and stop that… that monstrous creature… from trying to do whatever it was trying to do.
It took even more time for Widowmaker to finally stand up and get her Caduceus staff. She looked at Angela, who was slowly getting back on her knees, then at the staff. A weird look started forming onto her face. She smiled at her. « Not this time. »
Angela's heart stopped for a second as she used the staff to hit her on the head. Her vision became blurry and she could barely feel the pain as Widowmaker hit her multiple time with the staff. She finally heard a distinctive crack and tried to look up. Her Caduceus staff was bloody, full of bumps and the tip had broken, leaving yellowish, glowing liquid come out and fall on the floor.
She understood what was happening. Something went horribly wrong at their meeting for sure. Widowmaker was killing her, playing with her until she would ultimately give up on life. She had broken her staff, her bones, her hopes and now, she was on the execution table. « Amelie… please… I beg you. »
Widowmaker looked at her, let what was left of the staff fall onto the floor, then got on top of her and held her face up. Angela though she was hallucinating… she had tears in her eyes.
She took out her knife. « I told you never to mention that again… »
She forced her way inside her mouth and tried to pull out her tongue as Angela tried to beg her out of it. She started fighting back, hitting her with bloody hands.
Something hit Amelie from the back, but Angela was already slowly loosing her vision. A large mass lifted her up and a mechanical sound could be heard. A powerful strike shed blue light all over the room, with Widowmaker being thrown across the room along with it. Angela couldn't make out whatever happened, only that a powerful being took her in its arms and seemingly got her out of the room. Warm skin and the slow balancing of its gentle walk helped her slowly give up and close her eyes.