this is the second installment to 'test subject to mercenary' i recomand you read that first before this because a few thing might not make sense. anyway The dog tags around his neck clattered as he leered over her "how many times Lena or should say tracer ?" He smirked clicking the gun. The British girl huffed "I don't lose to you that much!" She yelled at the boy. He just laughed "till next time" he whispered pulling the trigger and sending lead through the center of her brain.