It's the middle of the night after an evening of heavy drinking. You wake to the feeling of a cold spot next to you. You have a massive hangover, causing your head to throb. You sit up and look around. The room is a complete mess, glasses shattered, walls broken, even the doorframe is broken. Jesse's gun, phone, hat and boots are strewn across the room. Through your splitting headache, you manage to make out your surroundings. All pain and exhaustion leave your body once you piece everything together.
"Athena! Athena!" You exclaim. No response. You put on your coat and run into the hallway, the door collapsing to the floor once you leave the room. You sprint to the Eastern Wing, where all the laboratories are. Rushing to Winston's lab, you quickly punch the numbers into the keypad on the door. One, one, zero, seven, two, zero, one, four. The second the door slides open, you make a beeline to where Athena's mainframe is. It's... unplugged. You jam the cord back into the socket and wait anxiously for her to reboot. A short jingle plays and the black screen lights up with the "A" logo.
"Winston? What happened?" The speakers sound out
"Why were you unplugged!?" You cry out. "I think Jesse got kidnapped!"
"Moonlight? Are you sure he just didn't go out for a drink?"
"Our room is wrecked, he left his phone and his shoes... and I think whoever unplugged you took him." You flinch, pulling out your phone from your pocket. "Wait... I remember now! I put a microphone on his shirt the other night. Don't ask why."
Quickly, you go into an app, fiddle with some settings and turn your volume up.
"...like hell I'd tell you!"
You gasp when you hear Jesse's strained voice from your phone.
"You better start talkin' McCree, or else that other arm is comin' off," a female voice growls with a similar accent to your fiancé's.
"Go to hell, A—"
WHAM! You flinch at the sound of Jesse's pained groan as he gets hit.
"Where. Is. The. Omnic. I know you know."
"You'll never find her. She's far away."
"Well then, McCree. Looks like we'll have to up the ante. Bob, take care of our ol' friend for a little bit 'til I get back. I'm gonna take a trip back to Gibraltar and pick up a friend of Jesse's to join the party."
"You— What!? No, leave her out of this, stay the FUCK away from her!! If you lay a finger on her, you're dead, Ashe! You hear me? DEAD!!"
"Have fun, you two."
"W-wait, n-no, no, not again... Get away from me!! Get— agh—no—AAAAAAAA—"
Kzzzth— click.
You stand in silence, mouth agape, eyes watering. You clench your fists and march back to your quarters.
Athena speaks up. "Moonlight, where are you going?"
"Letting this Ashe bitch go through with her plan." You throw your pajamas on the floor and put a pair of leggings and a long sleeved workout shirt on over your Overwatch uniform. Before you put your shirt on, you unzip the top of your uniform.
"Moonlight, this is suicide. You can't do this on your own and unarmed!"
You open a drawer in your bedside table, filled to the brim with throwing knives of various sizes. "Who says I'll be unarmed?"
You begin to sheath the knives inside your uniform, hundreds of pockets lining the inside from your neck to your ankles and wrists like a sketchy watch salesman's trench coat. Along with the knife in your bra strap, you're armed to the damn teeth.
"Turn the alarms off, Athena. I want her to capture me." You zip up your uniform and put your shirt on over it. "It's personal this time."
You climb into bed and close your eyes.
Less than an hour later, you wake up to a rag covering your nose and mouth. You try to cough or breathe, but the thick chemical smell overtakes you and you black out.
"{Y/N}, {Y/N}! Come on, honey... please wake up... can ya hear me?"
You fade into consciousness, your head throbbing even worse than before. Your vision focuses to see Jesse's face, his skin cut and bruised, his lip bleeding and eye swollen.
"J...Jesse..."
You move your legs slowly to the sound of chains, looking down and seeing that your legs and wrists are shackled together.
"Are you okay, {Y/N}!? Did she do anything to ya? I swear to God, I'll kill her if she did."
You place your palm on Jesse's face. "What did you do... to make her so angry...?"
"I can't tell ya, she's listening to us right now. I promise, I'll explain once this is all over." Jesse sighs. "I'm sorry I brought ya into this. C'mon, help me get these off of ya."
"There's no need." A voice says from somewhere. A woman walks through a metal door, high heeled boots clicking against the concrete floor. Her entire face is shrouded in the shadow of her hat, all but her crimson red lips and pearl white hair draped over her shoulder. She loosens her red tie under her grey jacket and pulls a device from inside her shirt. With the press of a button, a surge of electricity pulses through your body through a shock collar around your neck. You and Jesse cry out in pain, seizing and writhing on the floor in agony. She presses the button again and the electricity stops, leaving you unable to move your body. She walks over to you and grabs you by the back of the collar, the metal prongs digging into your throat as she drags you out of the room.
"A-Ashe..." Jesse groans, struggling to stand.
"Oh, don't you worry, Jesse." Ashe grabs you by the face, her long black nails digging into your cheeks as she looks you in the eyes. "We're gonna put on a little show for ya, and you got a front row seat. Sit tight, I'm gonna make her real pretty."
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Bad Name (McCree X Reader)
FanfictionYou're Ireland's deadliest hired assassin. After years of running from the government, you decide to take a little vacation out of the country. While you're away, you meet someone just like you.
