Talon's Newest Recruit. Sombra X Shy Reader

Gear up.

You reached a door labelled 'Armoury' and knocked twice. After a moment the door opened to reveal a large room filled with different armour stands, weapon holders and weird glass cases. Most of the stands and holders had items on them, they were also labelled stuff like 'Lieutenant Smith' and 'Reaper'. The only weird thing was that you didn't see who opened the door, in fact the room seemed empty of any life. You walked forward and when you got to about the centre of the armoury the door behind you slammed shut causing you to spin around in alarm.

Widowmaker was there locking the door, why she was locking it you don't know, nor did you know why she Talon's best assassin was gearing you up, but you didn't dare ask. She turned round once she'd finished locking you both in and took a step towards you. "(Your name) I shall be assigning you your necessary gear." Widowmaker said. Her monotone voice caused you to feel like a bug she's about to squish.

She moved to an unnamed armour stand with a, full suit heavy duty armour on it, you were a bit weary as you weren't that strong and that suit looked heavy. She lifted the sleeve of it then looked around staring, no judging you're (Body height) (Body type) figure. She then slightly shook her head and moved on to another armour stand, this one holding a full camouflage uniform. You liked it, it looked quite light and would help with hiding.

She looked it up and down, then said something in French seemingly to herself "Bien ... mais pas au laser au à l'épreuve des balles." She glanced round gave you a quick look up and down then gave an evil grin "Parfait." She removed the outfit from the stand and threw it at you.

She then walked to another stand and lifted a semi-automatic rifle from it. It was an older fashioned type, in fact still shot bullets. She lifted the gun to her eye as if she was about to shoot at you, you saw her index finger quivered on the trigger. She then lowered her gun and chucked it at you so suddenly you barely caught it. She then lifted a combat knife from the same stand and flung that at you, luckily it was in a sheath or it would have cut you.

She then moved to one of the glass cases contain queer gadgets. She opened a case containing communicators you place in your ear. She took one and walked over to you, harshly trying to shove it in your ear. "Keep that in your ear at all times, it will be how we communicate with you to inform you about missions or other such necessaries." It felt weird, and although it made no noise at the moment it freaked you out to think it could suddenly get screamed at out of nowhere.

She then went to one final glass case and took out a needle and a vile of purple liquid, about the same colour as her skin. She placed it into a pocket of your camouflage uniform and said "That purple water will help with injuries, just inject it into the wound and it will heal better." She then leaned a little closer and smirked, a happy-ish glint in her eye. "It won't help with big injuries though, so don't waste it in case we find your body."

She then took a step back, spun on her heel, and waltzed out the door. But not before stopping to tell you one last thing. "Get ready, we have a mission in twenty minutes." Once she'd left you swallowed hard. You stood there for about two minutes, staring at the now closed door, not exactly scared but definitely not okay.

You shook your head lightly, and walked back down the hallway towards your room, gear in hand. You somehow managed to open the door to your quarters with all the stuff in your arms. Once opened you saw Sombra in the process of changing, she was fiddling with her top. But what made it uncomfortable was that she was only in her underwear and bra. You turned your head away and went red, "S-sorry Sombra. I'll give you a minute."

You were beginning to close the door when you heard "It's okay, amor. Just come in, we don't have a lot of time." You stepped in and shut the door, trying to keep your eyes away from Sombra. You placed the items on your bed and started to remove your top. You kept your back to Sombra but couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Come on, It's fine just relax. That thought didn't help but you still continued.

You had stripped down to your underwear but you were having trouble with the suit. The camouflage outfit had a lot of random straps and bits that you were having trouble getting out your way in order to wear it. You were just trying to figure out where the second sleeve was when you heard Sombra's voice "Having trouble, amor." She giggled "I can give you a hand."

She stepped up behind you and took the suit out your hands. You turned round to look at her, she was now fully clothed, but since your lack of clothing your cheeks flared. Sombra pulled straps around and held it out so you could step in. Once you did you mumbled quietly "Thanks." "No hay problema, amor." She said giggling then added more seriously "Why does this suit have no protective padding?" You looked at her confused as you fastened the buttons and pulled the zips. "It doesn't have any bullet proof bits." You just kind of shrugged it off. "It's fine. Widowmaker gave it to me and no one in their right mind would try to kill off an ally."

Once fully changed into your battle uniform, which fit surprisingly well, you slung the semi-automatic rifle over your shoulder by its strap. You then clipped the combat knife to your hip and you were ready. You and Sombra started to run down the halls since there was only three minutes to get to the ship bay. "Fuck." You heard Sombra whisper under her breath. You both charged through the door and ran through the open door on the ship.

You both stood there out of breath as Widowmaker and the man whom kidnapped you and you now know is 'Reaper' stared at you. You couldn't tell Reaper's emotion due to the mask but Widowmaker looked pleased about something. You look about the ship as Sombra sat down next to Reaper, clearly ready to annoy him. The ship was plan just with seats down either side and lockers to contain loose items behind. At the back was a small group of about three soldiers chatting about girls or something stupid.

You sat down next to Sombra and waited. After about a minute you felt the ship rumble and it left the ground. You took a deep breath... you were a bit worried now...

A/N Translations (According to google translate) French; Bien ... mais pas au laser au à l'épreuve des balles: Good... but not laser or bullet proof
Parfait: Perfect
Spanish;
amor: love
No hay problema, amor: No problem, amor

Credit goes to my cat, Murdoch, for stabbing my toe with his needle claws as I wrote this... bloody bugger.