Widowmaker's POV
One shot, one kill. It's all that I need. A single death can change everything.
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And everything was going exactly as I expected it.
*Pow!*
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What the-!?
*Ting!*
*Crack!*
It was a headshot, yes, but the bullet had ricochet off of the unknown man's helmet, leaving only a small crack on the visor.
Widowmaker: Unbelievable...
Looking back into the scope, I noticed several faces staring back at the building I was on, including one of the utmost annoyance.
Of course. The annoying Brit.
Reaper: Amélie. Status.
Pressing onto the earpiece I had on my right ear, I responded.
Widowmaker: Missed the shot.
Reaper: You missed?
Rolling my eyes, I continued.
Widowmaker: Overwatch is here.
Reaper: Of course they are. How many?
Widowmaker: Four.
The one in the green suit I had shot was separate from the others.
Where did he go?
As if to make matters worse, the sound of our armed forces screams and machine gun fire echoed from below me.
Insufferable swine.
Widowmaker: They have my location.
Reaper: Leave. We'll have a chopper en route.
Turning around and extending out my recon visor, I saw the man running up the stairs towards my location alone.
Adorable.
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The Hellwalker Roams: A DOOM X Overwatch Story
FanfictionA lone man, one long forgotten by all, returns to his home planet, only to see nothing but death and abandonment. Realizing the world needed him once more, he roams the Earth, finding others with the same intention as his along the way.
