Shotout to the sexy Orhan Shabich, for inspiring me to make this horrible fanfic that no one reads so yeah, god bless 😇
"Ugh, where am I...?"
You feel around you for your gun, but you only feel dampness, so you assume that it is a cell.
The realization hits you, you had been captured by Talon,
After a while your eyes adjusted to the dark, and you were right, there were iron bars closing you off from freedom.
You saw a bed and what looked like a slot, most likely for food, one thing caught your eye, under the dirty mattress that you called a bed, there was a glint of silver.
You grabbed it and examined what looked like some kind of sharp pointed piece of a hanger, you guess it was a makeshift lockpick left by a past prisoner, you heard footsteps and hid the key back under the mattress.
A purple figure stood before you and said, "Amigo/Amiga, come with me for questioning,"
You reached the room and stepped inside, a man with a skull mask motioned for you to sit down.
"Name."
"Why would I tell you?"
He pulls out what looks like two shotguns and trains them on my head
"That doesn't scare me,"
"Where is the overwatch base?"
"Again, I'm not telling you shit,"
He walks over and shoots you in the stomach, you scream in agony and black out again.
Your eyes snapped open and you tried to move, but your stomach made you cry out in pain, this causes a woman to walk over to you.
"Good Morning, I see you are awake, my name is Doctor Moira and I have fixed you up, but you will stay here in the medical bay for about a week at the most so don't get comfy,"
"Great," You sigh "Not only was I captured but now my stomach feels like shit, and as an added bonus, no hot nurses to accompany me in my trip to hell for a week.
As if on cue that same brown haired girl that knocked me out sat down at a chair and looked at me.
Great.
"Shame you won't tell us where overwatch is love, we wouldn't of had to hurt you, even if it was overkill, you are just too cute,"
"Uhh-I"
"I'm just kidding with ya!" She laughs like it's the funniest thing in the worldShe looks to see that you aren't even scared or upset, just ignoring her as you stare at the wall
"You know, most people are scared of me, but not you, that's why I hunted you instead of the others pushing the payload, because you were different, reminds me of myself when I thought overwatch stood for Justice, then I saw them put teenagers into the fight, innocent kids fighting only to die, and that's when I realized that Talon was a better choice, and maybe in time, you will see it too, but until then, keep staring at that wall, weirdo.
All of a sudden you remember that bomber jacket, that device, it was one of the old overwatch heroes, Tracer aka Lena Oxton, you remember people saying she was cheery and kind, then she turned to talon and became the opposite, a killer
Now you were scared, if talon could ruin a strong overwatch hero, what did a first day on the job agent have against them?
You make it your top priority to escape tonight.

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Tracers, a talon tracer x reader fanfic
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