CHAPTER 2
OUTSIDE HANAMURA
The blue-skinned woman aimed surveyed the landscape with her infrasight. Although he gave off significantly less heat than a regular human, she picked up the cybernetic man's thermal signature. Like some sort of jungle queen, Widow swung by the tree limbs, tailing this mysterious cyborg. Should I kill him when I catch up to him? I'll figure it out as I go along. The skilled assassin thought to herself.
She made her way to the ground and hid behind a thick trunk as the green ninja stopped in a clearing. Suddenly, he turned to Widow's exact position and seemed to stare. It was if he knew she was there. She sank into her wooden cover to avoid his sight. Perhaps he noticed something else. Perhaps he isn't looking my way at all.
Widow tore herself from the safety and security of her tree to check if he was still looking her way. To her surprise, when she investigated his position, the cyborg was nowhere to be found. She panicked slightly, and morphed the Widow's Kiss into machine gun mode, but the trained killer shook herself of fear's temporary grasp. You cannot allow him to take hold of this situation if he did spot you. You are in control of all that is around you. She told herself.
Regardless of her maintenance of the tension, the ninja was still missing. If he had seen her, it could mean bad things for her. Widow decided that aborting the mission was the best course of action, she'd be no use to talon dead. The top sniper of the shadow organization was the best in her respective field, not in close range combat.
Out of nowhere, a sharp blade cracked through Widow's tree she had been using for cover. It startled her so badly, she nearly dropped her gun. It was confirmed. He had seen her, she needed to escape before it was too late.
Without hesitation, she took off into the forest, refusing to even glance behind. To turn around was the same as forfeiting her life. She had seen what that thing could do, she was no match for such an offensive combatant.
Shurikens grazed her head as she ran by an oak. The way they stuck into the tree with a hard *thump* made her realize she was just a few steps away from a quick death caused by the projectiles succeeding those. She had to think of a plan.
The resourceful girl unravelled a portion of her grappling hook and fashioned it into a noose. She laid it in the ground and tied the other end to a branch that was farther up. Thankfully the ninja didn't appear to know where she was at the moment of her doing this, or she would've likely been very dead on the spot.
Widow hid far from her ever so subtle trap so she could scope out the playing field in front of her to give the spider time to react. The ninja came running down that trail, and just like she thought he would, he got caught in her web. Like a predator asserting dominance over its prey, she revealed herself from her hiding place, and took aim at the ninja's head.
From about 200 feet away, Widow took the shot. The bullet soared from its barrel, lodging itself firmly into the cyborg's forehead. The green light inside its eye slit went out, and the assassin confirmed her target dead. Although she almost always never felt anything besides vanity, at the moment of the kill, Widow never felt more alive. The cold-hearted killer cracked a smile. "Voilà, magnifique."