Overwatch X Reader

Widowmaker X Reader (Part 2): That Life is Gone

A/N: We interrupt your regularly scheduled Overwatch X Reader stories to bring you Part 2 of the Widowmaker X Reader saga! As you might have guessed, this is a continuation of the first part, Rooftop Rendez-vous.

PLEASE critique! If you think something is wrong or my writing style needs improvement, say so! Requests are CLOSED! I hope you enjoy!

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A month had passed since your fateful encounter with the beautiful and deadly assassin, Widowmaker. There were times when you would catch yourself wandering what she was up to, when you would you see her again, and who was next on her list. You had a feeling that you would see her again soon, but you didn't know how soon it would actually be.

Oh well. Back to reality.

You and a fellow Overwatch agent, Lena Oxton, were managing security for an important event, a high-society party held in the honor of some rich guy. Apparently, he was supposed to be an important Overwatch ally in the past, but he doesn't seem like that now. If anything, it seems like he was working for the bad guys. His entire manner just screamed "Evil!" But you couldn't complain. You had a job to do, and you were going to get it done, regardless of any distractions. He was in the middle of a big speech when you leaned over to Lena.

"How long do we have to listen to this guy prattle on?" You whispered to her.

"Oh, cheer up, love!" Lena gave you a smile. "He's a personal friend, and we owe it to him! Look, I'm not supposed to tell you this, but he's a Talon informant."

You turned to face her.

"Really?" You asked. This was surprising.

"Yeah, and he runs huge risks for us, gettin' info 'bout where Talon's gonna hit next. Recently, however, they've been quiet to him."

"Do they suspect?" You questioned.

"Why d'you think we're here, love?" She poked you right in the middle of your forehead. "Relax, nothin' bad's gonna happen. At least, not tonight, anyway!" She chirped. "I gotta go check on the other patrols, be back soon!"

"Stay safe!" You called, and she gave you a high five before blinking away.

You turned your attention back towards the event. You were up on a higher area, giving you a great view of the party. Stairs led down, connecting the two areas. It was outside, at night. The crescent moon shined in full force. It was a very romantic setting.

Your appearance was suited to this event, as well. Instead of your normal battle armor, you had on a classy emsemble. Your hair was well done, and your shoes were very high-society. A ring with the Overwatch logo fitted on your left ring finger. It wasn't the most comfortable outfit, but damn if you didn't look great.

You were surveying the event when you felt it. That chill. That cold feeling that ran down your spine that told you that you were being watched. You looked over your shoulder, then to your sides. Nothing. Scanning the party, you saw no one looking in your direction. And yet, the feeling persisted. You faced forward once more. At the same time, you felt your heart warm up.

"I know you're there." You said, to no one in particular. But you knew someone was listening. In fact, you knew who was listening. "Show yourself."