Tracer arrives at the warehouse where Widowmaker is hiding. I expected all of Paris to look beautiful Tracer thought to herself. The warehouse Widowmaker was hiding in was dark old and worn down. Tracer quietly snuck around the warehouse. She begans to question if Widowmaker is in the warehouse with her. Tracer notices a cobweb in the corner of the room. I didn't know Widowmaker could make cobwebs Tracer thought to herself. She hears a noise coming from a small closet nearby. Tracer starts to walk to the closet. All of the sudden the closet swings open. Tracer quickly jumps up and grabs her pistols. She sees Widowmaker standing in front of her with her sniper Aimed at her. "Hello little girl" Widowmaker says with a cold sharp voice. Tracer dashes to the side of Widowmaker. Widowmaker Starts rapidly shooting around the room while Tracer dodges every bullet. "You gotta try harder then that love" Widowmaker grapples to the next floor of the warehouse. Tracer runs up the stairs onto the next floor. The only thing that was on the floor was rats and the dark. Tracer begins to look for Widowmaker knowing she could be anywhere. Widowmaker begins to slowly walk out of the shadows. "Hello Tracer" Widowmaker looks at Tracer with a haunting gaze. She was so cold and dead she wasn't alive. "Are we going to stand around some more?" Tracer steps forward and triggers a venom mine. Tracer immediately recalls and charges at Widowmaker. Tracer pins Widowmaker to the ground and pulls handcuffs out. "Oh Tracer so clueless you don't know what's coming for your friends"
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A week in Paris
FanfictionTracer has been given a mission to track down Widowmaker. But Tracer has second thoughts about bringing her back to Watchpoint Gibraltar
