It was midnight, Tracer was on the roof of her house, The sound of rain filled the night as Tracer was looking at the clouds in the sky, Thunders making it even more enjoyable for her, Rain landing on her skin, It felt good. She was still sad about what widowmaker did... the fact that she couldn't stop widowmaker even bothered her more, Suddenly she heard footsteps behind her, She didn't do anything and pretend she didn't hear it and then blink backwards behind the sound source, To her surprise she saw widowmaker and she quickly looked back and pointed her gun at Tracer.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Tracer yelled, Anger in her voice could be noticed easily.

"I'm here because I want it to end right now, Either i kill you, Or you kill me." She answered, Her voice wasn't as powerful as before and it shocked Tracer. "So you're here to die." Tracer said, Her grip on her weapons ready to fight. Widowmaker didn't do anything.

She did the first move as she blinked to Widowmaker's right and shoot her, She easily dodged it, But didn't attack back. "Why don't you fight then? Are you scared the duel will finish before it starts?" She yelled again, Rain has gotten even faster at that moment.

"Maybe." That was widowmakers only answer, Which indeed made Tracer angry.

"I swear to god Ii will kill you Amélie, And I will do it bloody painful." Tracer had lost it, She was in complete 'rage-out'.

The name Amélie ranged in widowmaker's head, memories begging to appear but she resisted, a massive headache welcoming her, She lost focus, Her hands covering her head, Visions attacking her, Visions of her tied to a chair and talon enforcers in front of her injecting her some sort of chemical that burned through her veins, She was screaming in pain and begging for mercy, But talon enforcers only laughed maniacally.

Tracer used the situation and shot widowmaker in the abdomen, She screamed in pain and fell on the ground not realizing what just happened, pain surrounded her as she groaned in agony She looked at her stomach and saw blood on her outfit. 'Shit', She tried to stand up but Tracer blinked near her and grabbed her arm and twisted it to her back. Widowmaker yelled in pain, Her hand probably broken from the pressure.

"I follow orders... Just like you... But I'm in the bad side and you're in good's... *cough*... If you knew why I do all this... you would understand. aaagh" She cried out, Her other hand applying pressure on her abdomen wound blood covering her hand.

"I don't Care what your reasons are', I'm going to shoot your bloody head off," Tracer yelled and applied even more pressure on widowmaker's hand. She groaned in pain and looked at her wound, it was bleeding badly, She never expected Tracer to hit her actually, Well at least she herself never would hit her. Tracer pointed her pistol toward Amélie's head.

"Any last words, Luv?" Tracer said in disgust.

widowmaker cared about Tracer, Although she would never admit it, She hadn't felt anything for years but still, she felt something toward Tracer, She didn't know what it was, but the fact that she felt something annoyed her so much...

Tracer finally let go of her hand and stood up in front of her.

"I had to..." widowmaker whispered. she shut her eyes and yelled when massive pain welcomed her in her abdomen, Tracer hit widowmaker's wound with her leg and her whole power, Widowmaker's eyes blackened and she crawled into herself.

"YOU HAD TO? Is that supposed to be a joke? Cause I'm not laughing... You're a bloody ruthless assassin who doesn't give a damn thing about other human beings, You're disgusting, You don't feel anything" She shouted and hardened her grip on her pistols, ready to shoot.

"Yeah... You're right, I can't feel anything, emotionless... But... I never wanted to hurt you... talon told me either I kill him or you... and if I chose none... they would find you and torture you to death." She said, not able to look into Tracer's eyes "I've been tortured... multiple times... because I didn't kill you when they ordered me to, and believe me... It wasn't pleasant"

Tracer was lost in thoughts... She was shocked, It was the last thing she expected her to say... She thought widowmaker hated her, She always thought she never got hit from widowmaker because of her own skills and ability, now she knew that Amélie missed on purpose...

"How can I believe that you're not lying?" She narrowed her eyes with her pistols still toward Amélie's head. Amélie slowly tried to pull her outfit zip down with her good arm, it reached her chest. Tracer eyes widened in surprise, She could see the mark of hot steals as a big 'T' which stood for Talon, and the mark of sharp knives and whip on Amélie's skin... She froze...

"It's only a small part of what they did to me... They tortured me with water, fire, knife and every possible tool... All because I wasn't able to kill The Famous Tracer." Amélie's voice and body were shaking hard, She could feel it... The coldness, The pain, things she wasn't used to and could not explain why they were happening... it was something new to her and to her surprise it was nice to feel... something, even pain.

Tracer body filled with grief and confusion. They were monsters, She just couldn't believe it... how could someone do something like this. She didn't know what to do, She just lowered her gun and stared at the ground feeling guilty and responsible for all Amélie's pains.

"I... I'm... I'm sorry." Tracer said tears of regret filled her eyes. widowmaker didn't have the strength say anything, She was losing consciousness, Tracer had to do something... she lifted her up and blinked toward her safe house, She couldn't go to Winston's...

She reached her house in seconds. She opened the door with her arm.

The house was a medium-sized house, Well it was a safe house after all... It had a normal living room with one bedroom at the corner and two bathrooms. She walked to the bedroom and put Amélie on the bed paying attention no to hurt her hand, She was breathing harshly and unordered, Tracer checked her pulse, It was so slow that it could nearly be felt, Her wound was still bleeding badly, She ran to the restroom and looked for disinfection and bandages, She found some from her emergency kit and took them and blinked near Amélie.

She had to take Amélie's outfit off so she could clean her wound. 'What the bloody hell... I... I should take her clothes off right?' She thought to herself. She was attracted to Amélie's body and beauty, she wouldn't like her to know that though, But she was in no situation to think about that right now, Amélie's breathing was getting harsher and she was sweating terribly. Tracer slowly unzipped the front of Amélie's outfit, She took a deep breath and took the outfit off from Amélie's hands. It was a full-body outfit, She had to take it off at least until Amélie's wound.

She tried her best not to look at Amélie's bare body in front of her. she started pouring disinfection on her wound, Amélie cried out. 'God put mercy upon me... This is a torture I'm not trained for...' Tracer finished disinfecting her wound, she took the bandage and tied it up around Amélie's wound, trying hard to stay focused and pay attention to her task but her eyes were begging her to do the opposite, But she resisted. finally, she was finished, She put Amélie's outfit back on and sighed in frustration.

"God, woman, How are you so beautiful." She complained out loud. She noticed that her hands were coloured in blood, She went into the restroom and washed her hands, Her body shivered from the feeling of Amélie's blood on her hands, 'Why did I shoot her? What was I thinking? If something happens to her I can't forgive myself'. She dried her hands and walked back to bed and laid by Amélie's side and stared at her, She was indeed divine, Her black hair on her face covering her elegant closed eyes, Her comely lips urging Tracer to almost attach her's with them. 'Why would Talon do this to you...' She thought. She stroke Amélie's hair out of her face and put her thumb on Amélie's chick, The touch of her skin trembled Tracer's body. She checked Amélie's temperature by her forehead, She was literally burning in fever, She chuckled grievously... 'I almost killed you... You shouldn't go easy on me next time,' She caressed Amélie's Hair slowly, her breathing was somewhat acceptable now. Tracer yawned and closed her eyes and after some minutes, She fell asleep, her hand in Amélie's hair.