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Widowmaker• The Enemy Of My Enemy Is My Friend

(Fluff)

As a bounty hunter you had met your fair share of unpleasant people. But the guy you were currently hunting down was probably the worse so far. A man by the name Levi Douggs. Filthy rich, young, and very popular in the public eye. He was the type of person who you either liked him, or you hated him. There was no in between unless you didn't know him at all which was highly unlikely.
You had spent months following this guy from state to state and from country to country, gathering information, getting pictures, and taking notes. He was about to have a speech in Kings row, you had an hour until you needed to be there and in position to finally get rid of him.
Once you finished prepping up, fixing your hair, dress and such, you wandered over to the billboard you had set up with all the notes, pictures and such you had captured, hung them onto the board with thumb tacks, all connected with sharpie marks. Anyone who would have wandered into the room and saw your mess of a billboard, it would be hard to tell what it all meant. All that mattered was that you knew what it meant. You looking over the 'map' you created before you ready to head out. It would be hard to conceal an entire sniper rifle while trying to climb out the hotel and window and crawl up to the roof without being seen.
Walking over to the window, you opened your case, full of an assortment a throwing knives. You lightly dragged your fingers over a couple of the blades before you made your choice, pulling out a narrow knife with a beautiful dragon carved into the steel handle.
Sliding the throwing knife into an available pouch on your belt, you unlocked the window, sliding it open and putting your foot onto the window sill. You looked out to see that no one had started filing into the area where sir prissy would be giving his speech yet about the global economy.
The security guards were standing in front of the still closed gates, making the civilians wait. Smirking to yourself, you stood up on the window sill, grabbing onto the fire escape ladder as you pulled yourself up and out of the room. Once you were on the ladder, you were able to climb the rest of the way up then hide behind the backup generator on the roof.
Peeking around, you noticed security guards starting to take their positions as the guards below opened the gates, letting people file onto the streets, immediately crowding the area in front of the podium.
     After about half an hour of people bustling around through the crowd, they started to settle down and get comfortable in the positions, and not a moment later, the man himself, Levi Douggs, or as you liked to call him, sir prissy, came out from behind a curtain, walking up to the podium with three mics.
     You smirked, leaning forward to the edge of the roof, running your fingers over the dragon shaped handle of your throwing knife. As you wrapped your fingers around the handle, a small, quick red flash out of the corner of your eye caught your attention. When you looked over, you locked eye contact with bright golden eyes on the roof of the building directly across the street, sniper in hand and you knew immediately she was after the same person as you. If you wanted the pay, you needed to take her out first.
     She seemed to ignore you for some odd reason as you ran over to the building next to you. Luckily they were built together so there was little to no gap you had to jump. You noticed that alleyways weren't too common in this spot of town.
     You ran over to a wire that from the building you were currently on all the way across the street to the other building. Scanning the area beneath you, you noticed you were far enough from the crowd and the guards to where they wouldn't notice you if you used the wire to carry yourself across. Grabbing ahold of the wire, you hopped down, making sure no one was looking, you headed across.
     The first thing you noticed when you got the other building was the multiple bodies of guards that lay unconscious across the roof, trailing over to the woman you had seen earlier. Quietly you snuck up closer, when you could see her clearly you paused to admire her. You were looking at her from a side view and you couldn't help but to notice how drop dead gorgeous she was. Her skin as smooth and a very light shade of blue, her eyes were an even brighter golden color than you had first noticed, her jawline was sharp, she had an extremely slim and curvy figure and a huge a- Your thoughts were rudely interrupted as the woman you were admiring turned towards you, aiming down her sights at your forehead.
     "How pathetic..." She purred with a smirk resting on her luscious lips. Her thick accent caused the hairs of your neck to stand up. You got up, ignoring the gun she now pressed in between your eyes.
     You snickered. "Feel threatened?" She growled at you as you grabbed the long barrel of her gun, pulling at it so she stumbled closer to you. "This kill is none of your business." You say, your tone low and threatening.
     "I have more business with this guy then you do." She growled in return.
     "Oh I highly doubt so. This bounty is mine."
     She narrowed her eyes as her lips curved into another smirk.
     "Bounty huh?"
     "What about it?" You glare as she gave a chuckle, pulling her gun back out of your grasp.
     "He's an enemy of yours?"
      "You could say that but it's none of your business."
     "It is very much mine now. The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
     "You want to split it?"
     "If you're up for working with someone like me."
     "Believe me... I can handle it."