Fight After Fight... (Overwatch)

Thirteen

"Are you sure this is the right place?" Sombra asked me as I peered around a door frame, pulse pistol in hand. "This seems like some plain old abandoned building..."

"You got us here." I said as I glanced at her and then the pistol she gave me. "I don't see anything..." I said as I finally took a few steps through the door, hugging the wall as I went.

"If I was a trapped Overwatch agent stuck in an abandoned building where would I be?" Sombra pondered as I checked around another corner. I heard a noise behind us and I turned around in time to see Sombra put something on the floor. I decided not to think much of it.

"Underground." I said as I spotted an elevator down the hallway. "Our ticket down is just over there."

"The elevator?" She asked stunned as I confidently walked down the hallway towards it. "Are you mad?"

"You're asking the cyborg who thinks they're invulnerable if they're insane." I said with a laugh as I reached the elevator. "Relax. I'm like a highly mobile tank. It'll take more than a few bullets to kill me."

"But one blow to the head will kill you." She reminded me as I pressed the button to summon the elevator. "You're going to get yourself killed." She said as she vanished into the air. "I'm going to find another way down."

"Oh no." I said as I reached out and, even in her invisible state, grab her by the shoulder. "Splitting up is a horrible idea."

"Going down the elevator is a horrible idea." She said as I made her walk inside. "We're going to get ourselves killed."

"Keep saying that we very well-" I was cut short when the elevator suddenly dropped straight down. There was a load screeching sound before it finally jolted to a stop with me and Sombra flat on our faces. "God that hurt..." I said as I stood.

As I was helping Sombra up, the elevator door opened with a ding. "Bottom Floor." A female voice said and we peered out into the pitch blackness.

"Well..." I said as we started to walk into the darkness. "At least we're not being attacked."

The elevator door closed behind us and Sombra tried to call it back. It didn't come. "But we're trapped down here. Face it Vivian this is a trap set up so they can kill you and you've dragged me into this!"

"Dragged you into this? You forget that you didn't have to let me do this." I said with a frustrated look. "I owe you, not you owe me."

If it wasn't so dark I might have been able to see her expression.

"Oh you brought a friend..." Widowmaker's voice echoed around the room we were in. "Is that the one Reaper has been looking for?" She chuckled.

"See? Trap."

"Oh don't worry little Fantôme..." She said and I heard Sombra make what sounded like a muffled scream. "My business is with the other one."

"Sombra?" I went as I turned and tried to find her. I got no response. "What did you do with her?"

"She'll be fine." Widow's voice said and suddenly the room flooded with bright light, forcing me to close my eyes. "And so will you. If you're willing to talk with me."

I opened my eyes and looked around the room. Widowmaker was standing on the other side of a table, one covered in papers. "What's this about?"

"We've come to terms with the fact we won't be able to force you to do anything for us." Widow said as she held her hand out towards a chair. I walked to it but didn't take a seat. "But I feel we both share the same goals."

I chuckled as I crossed my arms. "Us share goals? Is your plan not to destroy what stability we have left in this world?"

"You know very well that the stability you're talking about is for the few..." She moved a few sheets of paper before holding up a photo. "How many people questioned you?" She said as an image from a security camera was reveled.