Overwatch One Shots and Imagines

Olivia 'Sombra' Colomar- Mercenary (a)

Y/AG – YOUR AGE

Y/A – YOUR ADDRESS

Y/N – YOUR NAME

Y/S/N – YOUR SURNAME

You turned the corner that led into the dark, dusky alley to see a hooded, young girl leaning against the wall, her bright mobile phone screen providing the only light and creating her silhouette.

"Hey little girl..." you called out "...you really shouldn't be here. Bad things happen here." The phone screen turned black. "Number one. Don't call me a little girl. Number two I know bad things happen here, otherwise, what fun would there be in being here."

"Wait..." the pieces began to fit together in your head "They sent you?"

"Yep. You can call me Sombra." You couldn't quite make out her face in the darkness, only her lips were revealed, painted in a deep purple.

"Okay... Sombra... you can call me-" She interrupted you before you could finish.

"Y/N. I can call you Y/N. I've looked you up already. Y/N Y/S/N, Y/AG from Y/A. I also know where all of your family live. Did you know you have family in Bolivia? Maybe you should visit. Anyway, you even think about backstabbing me and I will ruin you. What's that in your E-Mails? Confirmation of some jobs to kill some very VERY important people? That information can't get out can it?" She giggled to herself, knowing full well that she held every piece of information on you in the palm of her hand.

You stood there with a blank expression, wondering if this was all real.

"Who the fuck are you?" She sighed and pulled her phone out, presumably continuing to scroll where she left off.

"I have already told you I'm Sombra. Now remember amigo, we do things my way. A lot of money is riding on this you know, a lot of dinero. All their CCTV is already turned off, as well as their comms. So, simple go in, kill the target and get out."

You tried to speak but she interjected.

"Unless of course you wanted to just stay here whilst I go in and do the work? I told the agency that this wasn't a two-man job."

"Okay sure... I will just wait here I guess." You pulled a cigarette out of your pocket and lit it, bringing it to your mouth.

"My contact details are already in your phone... okay bye."

Before you eyes she vanished out of sight In a shimmer of purple and pink. The only trace left of her was an E-Mail address in your phone and a geometric skull spray painted onto the wall of the alley.

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Written by Aaron.

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