Plead for the Widow
Chapter 1

Introduction

Two highly armed soldiers walked down a hallway that contained equally armed guards.

"I expect to be surprised." a dark figure confined in a room with armed personnel growled.

"Talon will give you an offer you cannot refuse." A man in a black suit spoke as he removed a briefcase from the table, "But first, we need to adapt you to the works." he stood and stepped out of the room.

The dark figure looked at the one way glass and saw three kindling fires, indicating that three people were hiding behind it.

Three more people joined in, and the figure grumbled angrily.

Moments later, the door opened, and a woman appeared. However, this woman was tall, purple skinned, and had the same emotionless expression as the dark figure's mask.

"Bonjour." the woman sat down and looked at him, "Reaper... Your record is absolutely wonderful." she opened up a folder, "250 confirmed kills? One could almost say you-"

"I am not a psychopath." Reaper scoffed, "I kill because I must."

"Interesting." the woman stroked her chin, "you know... At Talon, we have a way we work."

"I shoot, I kill." Reaper growled, "I'm a man on a mission, and I intend to finish it in this life or the next."

"Perhaps we will make an excellent duo, Reaper." the woman said and let out a small smirk, "I am Widowmaker, and I will show you how Talon works."

"And I will show you how Reaper works." Reaper growled and stood up, "So I would shut up and listen... Because I do not give remakes."

"Such a malevolent character." Widowmaker stood up to face him with equal apathy, "And you also should watch out, because I am called Widowmaker for a reason." she glared at him and shut his folder.

Her high heels tapped lifelessly, and an uneasy aura was left in the room.

"Hahahaha..." Reaper chuckled eerily as he saw the door close behind her.