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Widowmaker x Sniper!Assassin!reader part 1

You had been hired by a small underground mafia-like group to assassinate one of their former members.

He had ratted them out, which made it impossible to continue with their current operations.

They wanted you to kill him before he could say more to the cops.

You had been doing some research on both your target and any possible competitors.

After a day of constant information gathering, you were called up to sign in that the target was on the move, and ready to be taken down.

You moved to the field of action, making sure to grab the least amount of attention you were capable of.

You silently stalked your target, following them into an old dank alleyway.

You stabbed a small poisoned needle into their arm, acting as if you'd just bumped into them, even going so far as saying: "excuse me."

as soon as you turned the corner, you climbed onto the rooftop, noting a shadowy figure, before hearing the target scream out in pure agony.

"Time to get out of here." you murmured to yourself, before leaving the area as stealthily as possible.

___widowmaker's pov_____

I closed in on the target, only to find out that they were already being taken out by another person, what a shame.

I gave the headquarters a heads-up about it, as I saw the assassin's shadowy figure leaving.

I was given the order to kill them, no wonder, they did take our prey.

I followed them to their home, or base or whatever.

as I was getting ready to assassinate them, I was met with them throwing a dagger at me.

"Gah!" I jumped to the side, the blade barely cutting skin as it went past my shoulder.

now the game was on!

I used my grapple to get on top of the house they had been hiding in, turning my sniper to sub-machine in the process and crouched down.

only to have a blade be thrown right into my shoulder.

"any further attempts to kill me will be futile!" the competitor said, ha! as if I would give up so easily!

I used my poison mine, threw it down.

It went off nearly immediately, so I jumped down as well to see where this person was.

turned out to be a bad choice.

they used the back of one of their daggers to hit me over the back of my head, knocking me out.

____reader's pov____

I took the blue-skinned woman inside, making sure to grab my first-aid kit on the way to my couch.

I carefully took care of the wound in her shoulder, making sure to bandage it well after I had finished making the stitches.

I then waited for her to wake up, reading some of the case files I had been working on before.

an hour or two later, she did.

she was still partially dazed.

"Why did you try to kill me?" I asked her.

She turned to me slowly, trying to use her wounded shoulder the least amount possible.

"An order," she replied, before looking away, taking in the room.

"your sniper rifle is in my weapon caché, you'll get it back once you tell your boss I'm interested in joining," you stated, not looking up from your papers longer than a second.

"very well" she replied and started making the call.