Behind the Mirror

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Talon dropship- Shortly after Sombra joined Talon

Sombra was still relatively new at Talon and had not yet made a name for herself within the organisation. For the most part, her tasks had been hacking into government agencies, high value businesses and extracting information, be it plans for buildings or incriminating information that allowed Talon to blackmail its targets.

It was only a few weeks ago that Sombra became a more active agent. Reaper had heard of her skills before joining Talon and knew that Sombra was capable of more. So, on his recommendation, the Talon leadership moved Sombra to active duty, accompanying other agents, usually Reaper or Widowmaker, on various missions.

At first, Talon questioned if Sombra was up to the task. However, after three missions, she had proved herself to be a valuable agent, her abilities as an infiltrator showing her worth to the Talon leadership. Now, after her third successful mission, Sombra was on a dropship, along with Reaper and Widowmaker, heading back to the nearest Talon base.

"Good work Sombra. Seems my gamble on you is paying off."

"Thanks for letting me prove myself. It's far more exiting being part of Team Talon instead of stuck behind a computer all day."

Reaper grumbled, turning towards a computer screen that sat at the front of the dropship. 'Team Talon.' The name that Sombra had given herself, him and Widowmaker. Why she gave the three of them that name was beyond him.

"Why do you insist on calling us that?"

"Come on. You like it really."

Reaper shook his head slightly, as he began looking through the terminal in front of him. Sombra meanwhile turned to the rear of the dropship, seeing Widow sat alone, with only her own thoughts to keep her company.

Sombra had tried a few times already to speak to the emotionless assassin, without much success. The most she'd managed to get from her was a few words, before she fell silent again. Widow was known to keep to herself most days and only really spoke to Reaper. Sombra intended to change that today.

She slowly walked over to Widow, sitting herself down next to her. Widow briefly looked over to Sombra, almost dreading the conversation that she would undoubtedly attempt to start, before looking away.

"Hey Widow..."

"No."

"What? You don't even know what I was going to say."

"You were about to ask me some pointless question you could likely find the answer to yourself. Why are you even talking to me? Just leave me alone."

Sombra sighed. Widow was often like this, most of the time just telling her to get lost and stop bothering her.

"Look, I know you don't really like talking to... well anyone but you must get lonely. Surely you must want a friend to talk to."

"Not really. I prefer it this way." Widow replied dryly.

"I don't think that's true. Everyone needs a friend, even you."

"Who'd want to be friends with me, an emotionless assassin?"

"I'm talking to you, aren't I? Just give me a chance."

Widow didn't reply, looking away slightly as she thought. She couldn't help but admit Sombra had a point. Sometimes, despite everything, Widow just wanted someone she could have a normal conversation with. Most of the Talon soldiers simply saw her as an object rather than a person. Reaper was the only person she could really call a friend. Even then, perhaps it was because he knew her before Talon. She couldn't remember, thanks to what Talon did to her but perhaps that was the reason she felt slightly more comfortable talking with him. Maybe it was time to allow someone else in.

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