B/N - Hey guys and welcome to another chapter. This was based off the 'Alive' Overwatch short which is the first time we see Lena and Amélie interact with each other. We have some slight Widowtracer in this chapter and we will be getting further into it in chapters to come.

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Chapter 6

Five years had passed since that night in Annecy. The night that had kick-started the fall and slow demise of Overwatch. The Overwatch founders were now either dead or missing and the peace that had been in place between Omnics and humans was starting to wear thin. Amélie Lacroix was dead and gone as she had died on the same night as Gérard. Her figure had made her way back to Talon, tired and bloodied but successful in her mission to destroy her husband. Of course she was rewarded with another dose of full neural reconditioning and medical enhancements to stop the rate of blood flow around her body. There was nothing left of the woman she had been for twenty eight years previously. The memories, fears and emotions she had were wiped clean. From that day forward she was known only as one thing; Widowmaker, destroyer of Talon's enemies. Trained excessively in covert operations her weapon of choice became the sniper rifle. The rifle was modified slightly by the Talon weapons team to encompass close combat by adding an automatic machine gun attachment. Widowmaker was conditioned to feel nothing except for when she killed. It made her objective and able to focus on the matter at hand. But in that moment of success she was overcome with euphoria and that feeling was highly addictive. She had killed many times before tonight but tonight was different, tonight was the night she was tasked with assassinating Tekhartha Mondatta. Mondatta was the stronghold of peacekeeping between Omnics and humans. Mondatta had devoted the majority of life to peace and preservation of all life. This in turn had made Mondatta become quite influential since the Omnic Crises. But tonight all of that was going to come to an end and all of this work would slowly fall apart piece by piece.

She stepped out onto the balcony and into Kings Row's skyline. It was nightfall and the surrounding buildings were illuminated by street lamps and lights streaming out of windows. Kings Row was a mixture of old architecture versus new. Many of the original buildings still remained as part of the historical protection initiative. These buildings made for great sniper positions as they had simple flat surfaces mixed with the occasional raised surface or pointed roof awning. The whole setting of tonight's mission was perfect for what she intended to do. Making her way up the side of a small rental business she spotted her first victim, a male guard that was pacing the solid roof top lazily and completely unaware of his surroundings. He ended up walking towards her but he didn't even notice she was there. She swooped in on him and smashed her fist into the side of his head. He let out a grunt before promptly falling to the ground.

The night was overcast and the dark clouds being illuminated by moving spotlights where Mondatta's speech would be taking place. The tall buildings that surrounded Widowmaker made it easy for her to move swiftly across the houses in Kings Row jumping rooftop to rooftop with her grappling hook. When she arrived at her destination there was only one thing standing in the way and that was a very large man holding a machine gun. She fired her grappling hook and it made a crunch as it hit the brick chimney with a loud crunch. This startled him into action as he turned to look towards the hook but she was already making her move. She came in swiftly behind him, wrapping the cable of the grappling hook around his throat and tightened it. She used this to gain leverage and pulled him hard to the ground. She used the end of her sniper rifle to put him to sleep. Unwrapping the guard from her cable she looked out into the mass below.

The crowd was large and rowdy with the noise echoing down the normal quiet street. There were some protestors shouting and booing. The angry waving of sign posts made it clear that some disapproved of the Omnic movement as well. Mondatta stepped into place with the security detail at either side. The light was shining brightly off the metal exterior of the Omnic as Mondatta stepped up to the podium to silence the crowd.

"As if I could have been given an easier target." The words barely escaped as she wrapped the length of cable around her leg and tipped herself off the ledge. She fell with speed before easing into a stop a quarter length down the side of the building. Still hanging she positioned her scope in such a way that she had a clear shot through two windows to the building adjacent her and directly into Mondatta's head.

She had just activated her heat sensor visor when she heard a small buzzing sound and a loud yell from a short woman appearing out of nowhere to her left. A fast spray of bullets left the woman's guns and landed in a hail of fire around Widowmaker.

Widowmaker made a quick descent down the building flipping herself backwards to get some shots in at this new found guest before sending herself flying through a window. The glass shattered but she made her way through uninjured.

"Trying to crash another party luv?" The young woman's accent stopped Widowmaker for a second. The woman seemed familiar but Widowmaker was sure she had never seen her before. Alas the pause was only for to last a moment before the Brit let loose with another case of rounds. Widowmaker flipped herself once more over the railing behind her and launched her grappling hook to the top of the stairwell she was suddenly in. The Brit made the mistake of looking over the edge and Widowmaker seized the opportunity. She used the speed of her ascent to strike the woman on the way past with a kick to face that sent her flying across the floor.

"Not this time chérie." She let out some spray of her own as they both quickly ascended through the floors. The woman had a strange blue glow emanating from the centre of her chest and for whatever reason it made her able to increase her speed.

Widowmaker flung herself through the fire exit door and let her grappling hook take her over and across to the next roof top. As roof tiles came loose she spun around just in time to see another flash of blue and she squeezed tight on the trigger. The young woman wailed and ducked quickly back behind the door. Widowmaker decided to use this time as another means to get away as she went into a full swan dive off the roof. On her way down she noticed a small commotion at the square where the speech was being held and knew that she had to act fast in order to complete the mission. She let herself fall through the air and again released her grappling hook to get too another rooftop concrete ledge nearby. Unfortunately this rooftop she had chosen was covered in armed guards.

"Merde." The word did the situation justice.

Widowmaker did not hesitate and used the air time to come down hard on the first guard sending him crashing to the floor. The second guard turned to face her and let out a spray of panicked bullets. She quickly tripped him by aiming her foot at his ankle as she ran past him. In another rain of bullets she ran and jumped onto a lower rooftop just underneath the building and hurdled over the top of a chimney. There were more guards this time but she was better prepared. She crushed the shoulders of a young guard who could have barely been twenty and drove him to the ground. Directly across from him was another guard who was too shocked to respond. Using her machine gun attachment she sent a volley of rounds into his chest. The third guard fired at her but she was faster, cutting him down and kicking him swiftly in the head. She alternated back into her rifle and shot two quick shots behind her, hoping it would deter anyone else stupid enough to try and stop her.

Widowmaker quickly activated her visor and found that Mondatta was quickly making headway through the crowd in the direction of a waiting vehicle. She could hear footsteps and quickly started moving towards another rooftop, as she looked behind her she found the young woman back again hot on her trail.

"You just don't quit do you." There was no time for the thought to become reality as she lined up her next leap over two older style houses.

Widowmaker was first to jump the gap near the clock tower and onto another concrete rooftop. With quick precision she laid a poison trap on the house's chimney behind her as she continued on ahead. The trap activated behind her and she could hear the Brit choking and coughing as the gas burned her lungs. There was a low thud and the sound of tumbling as the woman fell to the ground.

Widowmaker looked down at her and placed her boot on the woman's upper arm with force. She lined up the Brit's head with the barrel of her rifle and readied herself to fire. She could see the woman's face with clarity now. Her mind was thinking, churning the woman over and over in her mind.

"Such a sweet foolish girl." She didn't mean to say it aloud but the words slipped out before she could get a chance to stop herself. Unfortunately it was all the time the Brit needed before there was a moment of pause and then a bright blue light startled Widowmaker's eyes. The woman moved independently under her foot and back to where she had been only several seconds before.

"What's that?" The Brit threw down a smoke bomb which clouded Widowmaker's vision and left her in a haze. Widowmaker heard the woman let out a grunt as she threw something in her direction. That something much to her displeasure was a pulse bomb and it's hurried beeping quickly got her attention. Widowmaker shot it before it managed to get close enough to her and the resulting blast sent the Brit flying over the roof top. Widowmaker ran after her and threw herself into the air after the woman. As if the stars had somehow aligned she found herself to be in the perfect sight of the square. She waited only a brief second until the woman's blue device fell in front of Mondatta's head. Either way, she would be leaving tonight with a perfect kill. She held her breath as she fired and as expected the woman had changed her time to be out of the way of the shot. The bullet struck Mondatta perfectly between the eyes and the Omnic collapsed backwards into the waiting car. Widowmaker felt the rush and the euphoria that she drove for. It was still as good as it was the very first time she had killed. She positioned herself once more to land on another roof top and braced for impact. The impact was sudden but she landed on her feet.

"Mission complete. Mondatta is eliminated." Widowmaker called in to let Talon know she was ready for extraction.

She heard the blinking sound of the Brit and she suddenly appeared beside her. The young woman was clutching at the device on her chest and looking confused.

"Looks like the party is over." Cold, but that is what she did best. Widowmaker stayed staring at her while she tried to work out what she meant.

The Brit moved away from her and looked over the ledge and out into the square.

"No, no, no!" The young woman could not believe what had happened. Before Widowmaker had a chance to react the woman had tackled her to the ground in a blue dash of light which had sent them tumbling across the roof top. Widowmaker could feel her head hanging over the ledge and a breeze twirling at the tips of her hair. The woman felt hot against her cold skin as she laid straddled on top of her.

"WHY? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?" The Brit was emotional, her eyes pleading at Widowmaker for an answer. The hot hands on her arms tightened their grip and she could feel the warmth radiate up her body but all she could do was look up at the woman. The woman that she seemed to know but had no recollection of. It was like a familiar smell that you could have sworn you knew what it was but you just couldn't put your finger on it. She was feeling something, something that wasn't euphoria. Something that she wasn't supposed to feel because she hadn't been able to feel in such a long time. It was frustration. There was a twist in her mind, a sudden change but she didn't know what it was or what it meant.

Widowmaker let out a soft laugh and looked directly into the saddened hazel globes in front of her. The Brit recoiled with shock. The moment didn't last long as the Talon plane hovered over the roof, flooding it with a bright white light. She felt the woman let go of her and took this as her chance to get out of this situation. She grabbed the woman by the shoulder and pulled her close to her.

"Adieu chérie." It was a shallow whisper into the Brit's ear before she flung them both over the rooftop backwards and slammed the woman into the brick wall. She felt the woman crumple and groan beneath her as she grapple-hooked her way back up to the waiting aircraft.

She don't know what compelled her but she waited until she saw the woman start to move again before getting onto the plane. There was something about that woman that was different.

"I see you havefinally met Tracer." A deep raspy voice came from the depths of the plane.

"Tracer, is that what they call her?" Widowmaker strapped herself into the nearest jump seat she could find.

"Yes. Annoying little brat, always was and always will be." A dark mist started to form in her line of sight as the man known only as Reaper positioned himself in the chair across of her.

She knew that she should be pleased about the successful mission that had just been completed but there was something about the woman that Widowmaker just couldn't shake.

A/N - And there it is folks, that was chapter 6.

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