My Douce Ăme

Departure

The rain slammed outside the building the ex members of Talon rested in... With Vendetta being in charge of Talon three members disappeared off the map with the risk of being hunted down and inevitably kills if caught. Amélie Lacroix better known as Widowmaker sits on a window sil watching the rain tap away at the glass, Sombra was talking to her about something but she stopped paying attention to the conversation awhile ago. Amélie shifts slightly as she is quite lost in her thoughts

"I'm free... Freedom is in my hands and yet I sit... and stare, I wish I could go out and dance in the rain... Ballerina's always retired early." Amélie thought to herself before standing up and dismissing herself from the conversation, She wanted to go on her own for a bit. Amélie was about to open the door when a voice stopped her from doing do. "Where are you going..." Reaper asked while glaring holes into the back of her skull

"To claim my freedom, Reaper... You and Sombra have no need nor use for me anymore." Amélie stated before opening the door and stepping out into the rain feeling the rain gently caress her skin. It felt, nice... Calming if you would, it was finally in her grasp. Freedom. All hers.

TIME SKIP LATER!

Food, Food was the next step in Amélie's moving process. "There has to be a restaurant around here... I need something to manage the day before settling somewhere" Amélie pondered to herself while walking the street of Busan. Amélie finds a restaurant just to grab a quick bite and back on the road she went, her boots click with each step as her black trench coat covers combat suit. Amélie continues to walk keeping her eyes everywhere as her hands tie her blue hair up into a bun, though being purple didn't help with the undercover bit of everything, but she'll make due.

Amélie's POV

I felt eyes watching me wherever I walked, I had been walking around the same two blocks for 20 minutes to test if this person was truly following me, seems so. I have two options, keep walking and wait for their move, or I can make my own move and confront this mysterious person trailing my every move... I like option two better, I took a turn into a side alley and walked towards the end of it before shooting my grapple up and laughing myself onto the rooftop before landing on and crouching down scoping in with my sniper scanning the area completely with sharp gaze.

"I know you are there little souris..." I muse while scoping into the figure in the alley way, it was clear they attempted to follow me into the alley but couldn't grapple up to me "Remove the cloak, little Souris, and tell me who you are..." My demand was clear and yet the figure was hesitant, one metal arm was clear from the cloak but nothing else... How... Vexing... "I wish you no harm... Just assistance in an endeavor of mine." The voice was male, but the offer was intriguing, I lower my sniper and jump down infront of the figure "Remove the cloak." I made sure my demand was still as prominent as the last.

I watch as the cloaked figure reveals himself go be none other then Lifeweaver, what does this one have to offer besides the price over his own head. "I need your assistance with getting rid of someone... Please..." A hit? Well... I could use the money for food... or I can kill him and take the money on his head "Go on..." I'll humor him for now, this could be a good thing for me... "A woman named Symmetra, works for Domina... She's part of an issue I chose to walk away from, and I need her gone.." I've heard of this Symmetra woman, close with Domina, and Domina is close with Talon... This could go bad if Vendetta found out about any of this... "'I'll do it. But you owe me, severely. Little souris..." Idiot.

Nobody's POV

Freedom was in Amélie's hands and yet back she ran to the thrill of the kill... It's something you can't help when so much is in the hands of someone who was trained to do one thing only. Amélie figured this would be easy cash then back into the winds she would disappear... She was wrong, but we'll have her figure that out later, right now? Sleep was on the table. Amélie rented a hotel room for the night and promised herself to make this quick and easy in the morning. It was going to be anything but that...

I have no idea when I'm going to post the next chapter tbf, I'm doing this for shits and giggles with my friend soooo