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Tracer was walking around in the dark woods late at night as the blue flames surrounding her body lit up the dark path. She huffed in boredom and tiredness, really wondering if this was the right way back to the base. 'Bullocks. . . This is exhausting. . . .' Tracer mentally said as she stopped for a few seconds. She leaned onto the closest tree to rest, Why did she think taking this way was a good idea again!? This WAS supposed to be a shortcut back to Gibraltar. now Jack, Ana, or the others are going to be more worried. They probably must be thinking she was caught by their enemy, Talon. She should've probably listened to Mercy about letting Genji or Mcree accompany her to ensure her safety on her walk outside
"A beautiful lady like you shouldn't be out at this hour my dear~" Tracer freezes in fear like a deer in the headlights when she hears a deep voice coming from behind her as she turns around to see a tall figure with a pumpkin for a head looming over her, it's lage mouth smiling down at her. "O-oh! Uh. . . Hey! It's very. . . Um. . . It's very unfortunate to see someone like you here, luv. . . Name's L-Lena. . ." Tracer stutters out in fear. Her dad warned her about Talon's most dangerous soldier on their territory, but seeing him in person and without being armed, she knew this was probably her last moment. "L-look, I know I probably maybe made the wrong choice. . . Stepping into your territory. . . I was just on my way back to my place there, dearie. . . I just thought taking this way would be faster!"
Tracer said as she started shivering in fear. The tall pumpkin monster stared at her for a few minutes straight with curiosity. Normally the Reaper would relish in the cowering fear of his victims but this particular british woman trembling in front of him actually made him think she was kinda cute and pretty whenever she was trembling in front of him or not. Reaper hummed in joy and started walking towards her slowly, his clawed gloves behind his back.
"Well then, why don't I be a gentleman and walk you back to your base, young one? Surely your comrades may be worried about you. . ." The tall pumpkin monster said in a strangely gentle and sweet tone. Tracer was slightly blushed by the gesture, but he was still part of Talon. What if this was a trick? "Uh, while I'm truly touched by your kind offer, I'm gonna have to pass, luv," Tracer sheepishly stuttered out in fear."Oh, are you sure about that mi chiquita niña? There are many dangers lurking around here, and it would be a shame if some as beautiful as you were in danger~" the pumpkin king said as he reached out his right gloved hands to her.
"Don't worry I'm not in the mood to cause any harm here today, least of all to you, so why not just trust me for a bit and I can prove to you that I'm not in the mood to cause any harm to you" Reaper said as Tracer stared at his gloved hand that he lend out to her. Should she really trust this guy? He does seem nice and does look like he genuinely wants to walk her home without any harm, but. . . He's also a part of Talon, their enemy, who they were not supposed to engage with. Her dad would be so upset if she told him that it was Reaper who she walked with even if she told Jack that Reaper didn't want to hurt her. Maybe if she told him she made a new friend, then maybe it won't probably be that bad
Tracer looked down at Reaper's hand and looked back up at his face, then sighed. "Sure, luv follow me," Tracer said in a sweet voice and took his hand as they both started walking down the path to their left. "So, Lena. where do you live around here?" Reaper asked. "Uh. . . Well, if I tell you, you promise not to tell anyone about where I live?" Tracer asked, she made the statement into a question, hoping that the Reaper would be a little bit polite to not inform Talon where Overwatch was and to try and protect them from Reaper, who just chuckled softly and said "Sure thing Lena my mouth is sealed. let's go back to your home now." Reaper said in a polite voice as he and Lena walked down the path back to Gibraltar. Throughout the walk, Reaper was looking at Tracer lovingly as the blue flames on her body lit up the forest alongside his glowing eyes and mouth.
Tracer looked like a very nice person. Reaper didn't even know anymore why he's at war with the young Brit. He did hate Jack, he hated Mercy, He hated thar ingrate Mcree but Tracer. . . Tracer seemed the only overwatch agent he actually reconsidered trying to kill. Tracer was so kind, so sweet that he didn't feel like wanting to kill her anymore. "So, Tracer, what do you usually like to do when you come out here to the forest?" Reaper asked, wishing to start a normal, civilized conversation with Tracer to try and get along with her as she flinched at the question and tried to straighten her resolve to answer the question. "Well I usually like to walk around the forests around here because it's very nice and pretty around the woods despite what my dad says, He always tries to make me have a bodyguard to ensure my safety around the woods but I manage just fine sometimes. He's just very overprotective of me sometimes," Tracer said sheepishly as Reaper just chuckled at her answer "Well I guess it's just his way of caring for you" Reaper said in a attempt to make Tracer feel a little better as she tried to smile to give Reaper a proper response.
"Yeah, but he doesn't need to look after me all the time because I'm not a kid anymore" Tracer said, she was ungrateful for the way Jack did try to care for her but she wasn't a child who needed protection all the time. Well she did need a little help trying to take the right path home but that didn't mean Jack knew what was best for her nowadays!