The Cruel Web We Weave

✨Part 1✨

        It was always the same song and dance, she would weave her web of deceit and the other fell into it, sometimes she would even say willingly, as though the other found something else in their play of spider and the fly. She doesn't blame her, as if recent she found out that there must be something in their game she values as she lines another headshot at the woman who led a straight line towards her, her finger was on the trigger, with one shot she could end their little dances in the cool blue light of the moon.
She could get rid of this little gnat if she pleased, yet she found its feeble life too amusing, and is shall fly another day, she couldn't clip the wings of such a lowly creature, for it seemed even though it was a fly, it's wings were greater than such and it flew with such passionate grace that she found if it stopped flying she would lose this little piece of amusement, so she let it get caught in her web to save for later to release as she found herself starved but oddly fulfilled.
"What'cha looking at?" The fly busses in her ear as it got close, she shot out her grappling hook finding better ground to stand on upon another building, and as usual the other followed. A flash of blue and a shadow cast upon the concrete of the apartment complex, her taking cheap shots at the other as she flit across her vision with some fashion of tactic.
She aimed her shot at the dual pistols the Brit liked to adorn herself with, knocking one out of her hand as she zipped next to Widowmaker, using their guns in ways that would have to be looked at later for the damage their close combat caused. Tracer knocked the gun out of her hands just as she thrashed the others pistol from her hand. Tracer was on top of her, pinning her in place with a cheeky smirk, one that sometimes she wished she could just snipe off the others face.
"You in a bit of a situation there Love?" She mocked, panting slightly as she held other to her spot, a glint in her eyes that was something that Widowmaker felt but couldn't place. Sure chuckled with a sly smile, the others expression turning to one of question then surprise as she wrapped her legs around the other pushing up with her weight to flip their positions. Leaning down to the others ear she whispered calmly to the brunette "Are you done being caught in my little web yet~".
        She felt the other shiver beneath her, her words hanging in the air as they took a moment to properly catch breath "Not if you aren't done being distracted~" the reply was shot back at her as she swung her right leg behind Widowmakers right, putting her body strength into her knee pushing the other over, pinning her side down with one knee and zipping back out of her reach.
         She quickly got up reaching for her sniper turning around just as she hears a faint "Tease ya later Love!" Leaving a streak of blue behind as she disappeared with her team into the night. Turning around towards where the main fight was held she could see plenty of Talon soldiers laying on the ground in pools of crimson, the light reflecting enchantingly off of their stilled bodies.
       She turned over to see if she could find trace of the others weapons but to no avail. She scanned the area before lowering herself with her geopolitical hook, reaching the floor she looked at the wreckage. "You held back" the grating voice of Reaper sounded behind her, she turned around cooly on her heel, "I only played a little cat and mouse, I do not see the problem in such, it was distracting a member of theirs non?"
         She heard the man sigh as he tried to keep his temper in check "Do you or do you not see the plenty of bodies they left for us to scrape off the ground and yet you worry yourself with a near gnat" he spat at her, she frowned somewhat at him saying the words, sure that's how she saw it yet it took something away for someone else to butt into their little game, which she did not appreciate.
          "You worry to much, I shall be done merely swatting at her when I find that it befits me, nothing more" she said as she compacted her sniper into its much easier to carry form. "Fine but do not play games much longer, I am losing patience" he looked down at the bodies littering the street "and men" she did not nod in confirmation but merely blinked, which seemed good enough for him as he saved his words and walked away.
           She walked after him, looking back at the place her and Tracer had occupied "yes I shall stop playing soon enough" and with that they headed their way back to Talon headquarters, the moonlight shedding way to their dance of fire arms, yes she should be done with playing soon enough.

(AN: Sorry it's so short I just thought this could be a good intro to the story, I do not know what I may have planned for this but it's something!!)