The Stray (Reaper x Reader)
Reaper's Pov
I nod at Sombra before kicking open the door to one of Talon's warehouses, one that has been silent for the past month. There is a mandatory check up every two weeks, making sure the city they were stationed at is secured. Instead of soldiers charging, the room is silent, encased in darkness. The only light is the moonlight from the now broken door. "Sombra, the lights." I mutter. You got it." after a few couple of seconds, nothing. "Sombra!"
"It's not my fault! The power is cut! I can't hack anything!" She complains, her voice echoing through the warehouse. There goes any surprise we had. "Will you shut up?! This is supposed to be a stealth mission!" I hiss. "Like you arn't yelling right now yo-" A small clattering made us freeze. Something is still alive. "... Come out now and we can talk." Sombra calls out.
Quiet scritching bolts forwards quickly, only to get shot. "REAPER!!" Sombra yells, throwing her hands up. A pained squeak calls out in pain. "Its just a rat." I shrug, glancing at her to see two large eyes peeking over her shoulder, gleaming in the pale light like a cats. "Sombra.... Don't move." I raise my shotguns to her shoulder. "¡¿QUÉ ESTÁS HACIENDO?! ¡¿ESTAS TRATANDO DE MATARME?!" She yells in a panic, rolling to the left. "I said don't move!"
The eyes are gone, shooting where they were, the flash illuminates a fleeing figure. Laughter following them. "Dios mío. What was that?" Sombra rubs her shoulder, she probably landed on it from darting out of the way. "Who was that. Manners." A voice from above scolds. Sombra and I raise our guns to the roof, waiting for an attack. "Now now, no need for violence. How 'bout we just put down the guns. I don't want you two to end up like the others. You guys are funny." The voice laughs.
"No. How about you come down here and then we can.... Talk." I growl, a small thud to my left makes me shoot, nothing is there. "See?? That's why I would rather stay out of range." The voice sounds lower now, more to the right. "What did you just throw?" Sombra asks. "Shoot there again my dearest barn owl." The voice says to the left. Pulling the trigger illuminates a severed arm, Talon's logo is on the sleeve. "....Nice." Sombra mutters.
"So... Why ya here?" The voice asks behind us as the voice, the heavy metal door shuts with a loud clank as Sombra shoots, making small holes in the metal. Other than the pea sized streams or light from the closed door, its pitch black. "Alright, imma put my gun down. So will Reaper." Sombra's figure slowly put her gun to the floor, kicking it away. "What are you doing?" I whispered to her.
"Whoever this is has the upper hand it seems. They seem willing to talk so why not. If they took out an entire warehouse full of our men, they could be useful." Sombra whispers back. Begrudgingly, I throw my guns down. "Alright. Well, uh, might as well get the pleasantries out of the way. 'm (Y/N), its a pleasure." (Y/N)'s voice sounds further back. They keep moving to make sure we don't find them. Smart.
"So (Y/N)... Mind answering why you killed all our guys. And why the powers out?" Sombra asks. "They were being... rude." The word is hissed out. "Rude?" I ask. "Lets not get into to that, yeah?" (Y/N) sounds right behind me. Almost as if I can reach out and just and- "I wouldn't if I were you." (Y/N) Growls, the sound of a gun being cock echoed silently.
"Reaper." Sombra hissed. "Anyways. To answer your second question Sombra, I rather like the dark. Easier to see in and harder to be caught." (Y/N)'s voice is like a breeze, fluttering and always moving. "Edgy. Do you think that you would be interested in joining our little- ah organization?" Sombra asks, putting charm in her voice. ".... Only if you can help me with something."
"Like what?" I ask, crossing my arms. This was supposed to be an easy mission. Easy peasy- wait what? "I just need a liiiiitle bit of help hurting a few people. They did some messed up stuff to me that i'm not too fond of. Sometimes worse to others." (Y/N) growls, sounding almost.... Animistic. "Deal. Turn on the lights first." Sombra agree's. ".... I will be back." The voice fades off to the back of the warehouse.
"Sombra!! What the hell do you think you are doing?!" I shout. "Relax. If one- one person can take out like 25 armed men and take over an entire warehouse by themselves, they seem preeeetty Talon material. Plus I already made up my mind." She says. I don't need light to know that she is smirking. "Fine. But if this is a bust, I will personally kill you." "Sure sure boss man."
The familiar hum or electricity is a small warning before the bright lights flicker on. A small figure walked towards us. Wearing tattered, dirty jeans, a just as dirty purple sweatshirt and a black bandanna tied around her head with a white 'ω' symbol where her mouth is. "Shall we?" (Y/N) shoved her hands into her sweatshirt pockets. Quickly running towards her, picking up my dropped shotguns, I put the muzzle against her forehead, shifting stray (H/C) hair slightly.
(Y/N) Did nothing other than raise an eyebrow, looking rather bored. "I don't care. Pull the trigger. I dare you actually." (Y/N) still made no move to attack or escape. "Reaper....." Sombra says in warning. Growling, I put the guns away. "Now lets go kill a few people." (Y/N) Says with a smile, or what I think is a smile, hard to tell with their bandanna.
*Time Skip!!*
(Y/N) led Sombra and I down old dirt paths, past a river and through the woods. "To grandmother's house we goooo~" Sombra would hum. "Here we are. Home sweet home." (Y/N) Snarls. In front of us is a small, run down, nearly destroyed shack. "THIS IS IT?!" I yell, feeling the urge to shoot this bitch in the head multiplied by ten. "Yeah." (Y/N) opens the door, revealing a long, winding staircase going down. "Now do me a favor and shut up."
As the three of us slowly crept down, the sound of screaming was heard. "Anyone wearing a white lab coat, either kill them or bring them to me. I want to make them suffer for their crimes." (Y/N) whispers. Grabbing her side pistol, she opened the door and shot three times, three bodies slumped to the floor. (Y/N) strides to a large desk, picking up an old school intercom.
"Hello hello my dear old friends. This is subject 88. I'm back to make sure you remember what you did to us. With love, (Y/N)- ah, excuse me, 88." She purrs and places down the intercom. Sombra and I glance to each other in confusion. "Now here comes the fun part." (Y/N) reloads her pistol as the sound footsteps run towards us. "May wanna keep your heads down. They only have tranquilizer guns but still.
I nodded as men with said guns pour out of wide double doors. Shooting blindly into the large crowd, Sombra hacking some of the guns to jam and shooting. (Y/N) is humming something familiar to You Are My Sunshine as she happily shoots the workers. When the white marble turned pink and the workers were all dead, (Y/N) stepped past the pile of bodies, leaving Sombra and I to follow.
The screams grow as we walk towards the end or a large hall where a single door is. "Uh, this is kinda the fucked up part." (Y/N) warns. "How fucked up?" I ask. (Y/N) says nothing, just opening the door to- My gods. People- can I even call them that? Are in large cages. Sombra muttered something about checking the rest of the base before running off, looking rather green.
The closest cage has a woman with large flaps of skin extended out of her back- Wings, I realize with horror. The woman is rocking herself while muttering something that sounds an awful lot like "Who's a pretty bird? I am a pretty bird. Pretty pretty pretty bird!!" she cackled to herself over and over again. "I'm sorry guys. I am so fucking sorry." (Y/N) sniffles, pulling out her pistol and shooting the bird woman in the head.
The others froze at the gun shot. "Do it." was whispered before a loud chant broke out. "DO IT!! DO IT PLEASE!!" Was shouted through the bars of the cages as the 'people' banged against them, throwing their bodies against the bars. (Y/N) walked around, putting them out of their misery, silently crying the whole time as I watched. When she was done with the last one, a man that has large, bloody horns sticking out of his head and back, she turned to me. "Lets go. The other 77 are already dead. Those were the 'weak' ones according to the 'scientist'."
The two of us walked back towards the staircase, Sombra is already up top. As we walked through the forest, I broke the fragile silence. "what was that?" I asked. "Some messed up 'experiment' to make better humans. Better weapons. Randomly abducting us and crossing our D.N.A with animals. Torturing us daily until we cracked. Jess- the bird girl snapped a while ago. She was supposed to be a parrot hybrid."
"Wait, then what are you?" Sombra asks. Rude. "Test subject 88. 'the puma girl'." (Y/N) pulled down her hood and bandanna to show black ears and small fangs. A long, black tail rose behind her. "The last of the hybrid operation. A pleasure to meet you."
*Sombra's Pov. And About Six Months Later!!*
"Hey Widow!" I call to the woman. "Oui?" She gives a bored, glancing up from her tablet. "So ya know how Reaper and (Y/N) sometimes dissapear before missions together?" I smile. "...." Widow just raises an eyebrow. "Alright so I thought, 'meh, whatever.' right? And Reaper will kill anyone that talks about (Y/N) or-or how she will claw out someone's eyes when they flirt with them?" I bounce up and down in excitement.
"So I got to thinking. They are totally a thing." I smile, leaning back on my chair and putting my arms behind my head. "Or perhaps-" Widow starts. "Perhaps nothing! So I put camera's all over the base and in their room." I laugh. "... There better not be any in my room." She snarls. "Of course not." Of course there is. "So lets go check out some of them." I type rapidly on the key board, searching through the halls and training rooms.
In one of the halls, one of the grunts that thought it would be a great idea to pin (Y/N) against a wall and kiss them is creeping around, trying to stay clear of the woman. He lost his right eye and has deep, nasty claw marks going down his face and throat. He just barely lived and then Reaper had a little.... 'talk' with him. Poor bastard nearly pisses himself when ever one walks in the room.
Widowmakers heels click closer to peer over my shoulder. "Try Reapers room." She suggested. I make a small humming noise as I pull up his camera feed , bringing the small purple box towards me and expanding it only to see- "ALRIGHT LETS KEEP THIS RATED PG!!" I shout, slapping the cube shut and throwing it behind my shoulder. "What?" Widow asks. I damn well knows she saw what I did.
"Ohh my god shut up!" I bury my face into my hands. I really didn't need to see my boss fingering one of my best friends. "I think I might cry." I whine as Widow chuckles silently. "THIS ISN'T FUNNY!!" "It was your idea to set up the camera's" "SHUT UP!!"
*The Next Morning!!*
"Reaper... Good morning." Widow greets on the drop ship, (Y/N) is quietly dozing on his lap. "It seems like.... On dirait que vous avez eu une soirée amusante." Widowmaker chuckles. "What?" Reaper growls. "Oh nothing. I was just simply stating that (Y/N) Seems rather tired." She smiles and I choke on my coffee. "I mead not to point fingers here-" WIDOW WHY?! "-but I believe that you are the reason why she is tired."
"I don't know what you mean....." Reaper's mask glances to the left slightly, avoiding eye contact. "Pffff. We know." I sigh into my coffee. "What?" Reaper growls. "I mean that we know that you like to lift up (Y/N)'s tail and-" Widow starts. "Hey did you guys know that the bible app is free. I think we should all take a read." I awkwardly laugh. "What are you getting at?"
"You getting at it." I chuckle. ".... You are both lucky (Y/N) is here or else-" "Or are you lucky that she is on you lap?" why did I join Talon again? To change to world for my liking? Yeah. To help those back at home? Yep. To rise into power? Hell yes. To discuss one of the deadliest mans sex life with some... some Japanese anime cat girl? NOPE!! BUT HERE I AM!! NONE OF THE FIRST THREE HAPPENED BUT THE LAST ONE HAS TO!!
Opening my data base, I grumble something about music while putting in headphone's. Oh? Lúcio's new album? Only 19.99$?! Lets lover that to.... Hmmmm. 0$. Perfect