Overwatch characters x male reader

Tracer x Swordsman Reader x Widowmaker

She glares at me but doesn't say anything. I suddenly get this feeling we're not alone so I slowly grab my sword slowly and give a nod to Amélie.

"So Amélie I'll be on my way now. Have a good night."

I take a few steps away but then I launch my sword it at a wall almost hitting a bright blue light. Wait...blue light? Oh no.

"Lena Oxton! What the hell do you think you're doing here?! I could've killed you."

My voice goes soft as I look at the agent I once gave my heart to not verbally because I was afraid of rejection but I still showed her I loved her. I shake my head and glare at the Overwatch agent.

"Sorry love, b-but it's been such a long time, and I saw your communicator signal so I, you know, thought I'd drop by. Hehe..."

I see her fidget with the hem of her shirt. With a nod I walk over to Lena and grab my sword from the wall. Checking to see if I did any damage to the sword, thankfully no, and I turn away not looking into her eyes.

"Well it's been nice seeing you again Lena but I really have to leave."

"Why? Why do you always do this?! Why'd you suddenly leave Overwatch!? Why did you leave me?! We were a family (y/n), and I-and I fucking loved you, god damnit I still do. Please just tell me why?"

She grabs my arms as tears stream down her face. I grow tense but I dryly laugh.

"So Winston didn't tell you huh? That was nice of him. Let's go to my place, it's going to be a long story."

I grab Lena's hand and lead her to my apartment. I look behind me and motion for Amélie to follow us.

~Time skip~

It's been a 20 minute walk but it's been enough time for Lena to calm down. I open my door and am met with the cold darkness I'm accustomed to. Both women sit on the couch as I make chamomile tea for everyone. I walk back as I put the kettle on the stove.

"So you both want to know why I'm not choosing a side, right."

"Y-yeah love."

"Oui."

"Alright. It started years ago, when Overwatch was needed and not seen as a criminal organization, I wanted to help I really did. But after a few undercover missions, mistakes tend to happen. My first mistake was accidentally shooting Reyes when I panicked on my first mission, but that's another story. No the mistake I made was helping Moira with her 'experiments'. I honestly thought they were to help the people, so I defended her with every fiber in my body, I fought Mercy, Commander Morrison, Captain Amari, and Winston, thinking back I was such a fool. I'm one of the reasons why Reaper exists today. I thought I could live with the guilt but then on my last mission with Overwatch was just under a year ago. I was supposed to get those people out of the building being held up by Talon, but I couldn't, not when the scientist was thanking me, not when I heard her sickening laugh, not when I became distracted, and because I was such an idiot I let all those innocent people die. I can't be an agent for Overwatch because I failed them, I failed everyone, and I can't be a hero anymore. I'll never join Talon because I can't hurt people for fun, and I can't kill without knowing they did something bad, I'm just-I just-I can't be a murder."

My head hangs low as I cover my face. I don't cry but I stay like this for a minute. Suddenly I feel two sets of arms wrap around my body. I gaze up and see both women giving me sympathetic looks. My body tenses again.

"I-I'm sorry (y/n) I never knew."

"It's ok Lena. I never thought I'd need to explain this story again. Not since Winston. Heh."

My smile is forced as I look at her in the eyes. I just want to go back in time and stop myself from being an idiot, but I can't.

"But love, can't you still have an ordinary life? You still have the chance to be a civilian."

I smiled softly as I give Lena a short but sweet kiss on the lips. She goes entirely red and starts to stutter cutely. I look at Amélie and see she actually has a look of sadness. I quietly walk up to her and give her a short but sweet kiss too, but her lips linger on my own.

"Amélie. Can you please give me my communicator back please?"

"Yeah, but why?"

"Because, I may be an idiot who's never going to chose a side, but that doesn't mean I can't stay in contact with the people I love."

Slowly I take my communicator from Amélie and delete the message meant for Sombra. I'll tell her in person one of these days. I hear the kettle whistling but I continue out my door. I look back as I send a small message to both Sombra and Winston.

I'm not choosing selfish needs over doing the right thing. Talon may be able to help become a new person but at what cost? How many live will be taken from people? So no I'm not joining your organization not now, not ever.

I'm sorry old friend but my answer is no. You and Overwatch may be able to forget my mistakes but I can't. I can't be a hero when I'm one of the reasons our biggest threat is alive. Maybe one day I'll fight along side Overwatch but until that day, goodbye.

I get a melancholy feeling in my stomach as I walk the roads of London. A dispirited look flashes on my face as I walk away from my past life, from who I once was to a life I never wanted. Maybe this is how things need to be or I'll be able to go back to my family or a new one. Only time will tell.

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Translations
Bonjour, mon ami = hello my friend

Au revoir. Jusqu'à la prochaine fois = Goodbye. Till next time.

01001100 01100101 01100001 01110110 01100101 00100000 01101101 01100101 00100000 01100001 01101100 01101111 01101110 01100101 00101110 = leave me alone