Deal With The Devil (???? x Reader)
Third Person Pov.
"There has been many reports coming in from anonymous sources, all talking about this vigilante, 'Videl' in Austin, Texas. I want you two to go investigate." Winston said to Tracer and Mei. "How should we know what this Videl looks like?" Mei asks. "All reports have talked about them either being in a body tight shining red body suit, one like Widowmakers. Or they are just in jeans and a dark purple sweatshirt. But, there is always a common tag on it. Devil horns branded on their back, along with a tail."
"Alright then love! This should be easy!" Tracer bolted upwards. "Anything else we should know about Videl?" Mei tentatively asks. "Just... watch your back. Videl is an anagram for Devil. We are not sure if this is a coincidence or not." Winston sifted through more notes and papers. "All right now lets go get ready Mei!!" Tracer happily pulled Mei out of the lab.
Time Skip And Tracers Pov
You and Mei, Mei and I??? walked down the busy streets of Austin in civilian clothes. Your regular clothes would draw a tid bit of attention. "Such a weird name, Viiiiidel. Videeeeeel." You roll the word off your tongue, casually saying to your mission partner. "Winston did say that it is an anagram for Devil. Maybe its because they are just so mean!" Mei squeaked. "That's just a name." You flick a piece of hair out of your eyes. "Maybe we should ask around. If so many people know about 'um. How bout there?" You point to a rather dark alley in between two buildings, a winding devil tail around the word 'Videl' that's sprayed on the wall is probably a good place to start. "Ello?" You poke your head into the alley. Nothing.
A small figure darting into you sprinting from the alley and down the street made both you and Mei yelp. A kid? Something feels different.. "Tracer! Your gun!" Mei points to your new coat, true to her word, your left pistol is missing. "That bloody thief!! They musta grabbed it when they ran into me!" You blink down the street, people falling over in surprise while Mei yells at you to slow down. You shall not slow down!! Or calm down!! They stole your pistol!!
The familiar outline of the kid ran further down the streets, into a rather shady lookin neighborhood. The kid took a sudden left, down another alley and into a- is that a convenience store? what? "T-Tracer!!" Mei all but crashes into your back. "They went in there, lets go." You bark, Mei is trying to catch her breath as you march in front of the sliding doors that open for you with a pleasant ding.
A teenager is reading some sports magazine, glancing up with a bored expression. "Have you seen a little kid 'round here?" You ask, it sounds more like a demand. "Just ran on in, check in the back." The teen shrugs, looking back at his magazine. The door dings again and Mei walks in. Marching towards the back where frozen treats and chip bags are stocked, there is a little girl with neon pink hair giggling, twirling your pistol around her finger like its a bloody toy!!.
"An what the hell do you think you are doing?!" You rip the gun out of the girls hands. "Boss lady wanted me to bring you here. And now you are here!!" The girl continued to laugh like its the funniest thing in the whole damn world. She's like some smaller, less explosive version of Junkrat. "Boss lady?" Mei shifts to her own gun. "That would be me. And Lindsey, I ask you to bring them here yes, but not to steal." Someone scolded in the next aisle. Mei and I lift our weapons as one of the refrigerators shut. Tired eyes and a dark purple hoodie is what you notice first. Amazing (E/C) eyes, dark bags hang around them, making the color really pop.
"Lins, say sorry." The new strangers yawns. The stranger is holding a rather large Red Bull, one that would make Mercy have a half an hour lecture about the horrors that energy drinks do to your body. "Wait, what?" Mei, lowers her gun slightly before raising it again. "Never mind. Lindsey, go back to the hotel and wait for me there. I think there is left over pizza in the fridge. If not make some pasta." The stranger smiles at the child.
'Lindsey' nods and runs back out the doors and into the night. "So why are you guys here?" The stranger asks. "That little thief stole my gun!!" You hiss. "Eh, no. I meant why are you here. In the city, looking for me?" The stranger asks. Oh shit this is Videl. "You're Videl?!" Mei steps back, pointing her gun towards Videl's heart. "Yeah. And would you mind if we talk about this back at my place? I trust the people here but not the place if ya catch my drift." She smiles, eyes darting around slowly.
Glancing at Mei, she nods ever so slightly. "Fine. But no funny business." You pocket your pistols, stuffing your hands in your jean pockets. Videl shrugs, walking towards the door, slapping a twenty dollar bill for her drink. "See ya later Videl" The teenager gives a quick wave. "Have a good night Sophie. I might be back later to pick up more." Videl lifts her can into the air. True to Winston's word, a blood red devil tail is designed at the bottom of her sweatshirt, pointed candy red horns by her shoulder blades.
Videl leads the two of you through random alleys, behind loud street corners and clubs that practically vibrate with loud music until we got to a rather expensive looking hotel. 'La guarida del diablo' Glow brightly in neon red letters. You may not be fluent, but i'm pretty sure Diablo means devil
"Videl" the man at the desk greets. "Nerd." Videl chuckles. "Just because I beat you at Scrabble doesn't make me a nerd!!" The man yells. "Hell yeah it does." She shouts back at the man. "Is this the right person?" Mei whispers to you. "I'm not too sure actually. Videl is supposed to be some dangerous killer, an apparent gang boss, not...." You trail off, gesturing to the woman calling an elevator. We get in with her after a pointed look.
"Come on guys. I'm right here. No need to talk too much shit to my face." 'Videl' whines, pressing the 6 button. The elevator doors open, she leads you two to the first door on the left, opening it with out a key. Inside is a small kitchen and the rest looks likes an office, scattered paperwork is laying everywhere, three laptops are humming with life on top of a wooden office desk. Across the desk is a floral printed couch. "Alright so sit down or stand. You choose." Videl sat down on a rolly chair on the other side of the desk. Neither of you move to sit.
"Alright enough of this bull shit!!" You slam your hands on the desk, making Mei and whoever the hell this is jump. "No way you are Videl!! We are looking for some murderer that is running some crime ring!! Not some twenty year old fuckin around with whatever this is!!" First you get robbed, laughed at, led way from a very important mission. Your usually preppy self is DONE.
".... Shit.... Do I really look twenty? I'm twenty six. Dang I love and hate looking young." The woman popped the top of her Red Bull with a sharp 'tsska'. "And I am Videl. So what the fuck are you doing looking for me. Hell, if I say the word, you would be dead right now." She takes a long sip of her drink, downing half of it by the looks of it.
"Is that a threat?" Mei squints her eyes in suspicion. "That's not an answer to my first question Ms. Ling Zhou. And Oxton, you are a guest in my home so fucking act like it before I get even more pissed off. 'M tired and busy and now you guys just appear looking for me. Now sit down, shut the fuck up and answer my question before things go down hill.... Well, for you two." Videl takes another sip. The familiar sounds of guns cocking behind us makes Mei and I freeze. Ok so maybe, maybe, this is the right person. Fuck