A Encounter

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(Past time)

Isn't life just hard? Sometimes boring? Sometimes great?

Well for you it was dull seeing as you can't die. Any injuries made to your body would instantly heal.

For some people that might sound like a blessing, and believe me it was when you first obtained to ability. But slowly life became pointless. No need to eat. No need to drink.

To end this cycle, you joined a terrorist group by the name of talon. You were a assassin, highly skilled fighter with a deadly hand cannon called the 'ace of spades' as your main ranged weapon as well as a high pressure shotgun for your up close and personal moments.

That pretty much sums up where you are now, let's get on with the story.

(Present day)

You were pretty bored today. Nothing much was happening at talon as they were still trying to locate any overwatch agents and take them out.

You walked over to a hotdog counter and ordered your hotdog.

"You want ketchup or not?" Asks the elderly man from behind the desk.

"That is the most stupidest question I've ever heard in my entire existence" you reply banging your head on the desk "yes for fucks sake I want ketchup"

"Sorry I was just asking" he says spraying ketchup on the hotdog then proceeding to give it to you.

"Your old, it's ok. You haven't gotten with the latest trends yet. How much am I paying? Actually you know what nevermind" You say grabbing your wallet and placing £100 on the desk with a strip club VIP card as well before leaving.

(Timeskip)

You were on top of a building 200ft tall. "Heh. A fall from here could really mess me up" you thought as you stood on the edge of the building. You bit into the final piece of your hotdog.

Tasteless. Like rubber.

A tear fell from your eyes as you began to think about your life before your powers.

An abusing father. Bullies at school.

You kinda hoped to go back to them times, at least you could feel something right?

But now, you have done every experience imaginable, felt every emotion, won every game and lost every game until it got to the point where it just became numb.

You stand closer to the edge about to jump off in hope that you would die. You knew you couldn't, but still held the false hope.

"Heya...what are you doing up here luv" you heard a very strong British accent from behind you "it's a large drop from there, why don't ya come down...please"

You don't move, you only look up into the stars with your hands in your pockets. "Lady leave me alone, before you see something you don't want to see"

You hear a sudden gasp behind you then followed by footsteps getting closer to you. You turn around to see who it was.

A girl with orange tight pants and very spiky hair with a type of machine attached to her chest. She spoke up again.

"Please don't do what I think your gonna do luv, there are other ways to go around your problems"

The moment she said this you snapped. "BUT THERE ISNT. BELIEVE ME IVE TRIED BUT NOTHING WORKS..*sniffle* not even this"

You take a step back letting yourself fall only to feel a sudden pressure on your ankle. Dammit it was her.

"Ugh lady just give up. I have." You say nonchalantly.

"No I won't give up on you!" She shouts fiercely making her point.

You let's out a loud sigh before swinging yourself up grabbing onto the ledge then pulling yourself up. As you began to get up you got tackled to the ground and pulled into a warm embrace. You felt sad, no matter what you did you couldn't feel anything.

"Don't you ever try do something like that again?!" She says still maintaining a tight grip over you. "Why do you care, you've never met me before"

"BECAUSE ITS MY JOB!" She yelled caressing your (h/c) hair.

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