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#Overwatch Fan fiction by Evelyn
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Phantom of The Overwatch Part Three (Fixed)
Days had passed as Reaper waited for Widowmaker and Sombra to finish their mission, waiting for the signal that it was safe to transfer Mercy to headquarters for questioning. He knew it would be at least another week until it was safe, and grew impatient waiting, the growing tension between him and his prisoner gnawing at him. Neither of them had spoken since their fight, though he wondered if it would have been better if they had never talked in the first place. He paced by the computers, the surveillance of her cell on the screen before him. He knew it was time for him to give her food and water, but he was nervous. Reaper hadn't slept at all the days following their altercation, his mind racing without cease or rest. But somehow he had thought less and less about Jack being alive, his anger almost disappearing. Reaper couldn't either believe or forget Angela's confession that she loved him. He shook his head, he couldn't believe that she had loved him, since any feelings she had for him had surely been smashed by his cruelty to her. Reaper slowly approached the door, breathing in deeply as his hand grasped the handle before opening it and entering. He walked straight for the cupboard of food, the door still broken and hanging on by the single hinge that survived his punch. He took a loaf of bread and turned towards the barrier. There she was, in the farthest corner of her cell, her face blank and sad, her eyes fixed on nothing, refusing to look at him. He went over to the barrier, typing in a code before a slot opened up to a small table on the inside of the cell. On the table lay the four loaves of bread from the days previous, stale and untouched. Reaper slid the new loaf onto the table and into the pile, bumping them and one loaf rolling off onto the floor, rolling closer to Angela. She still didn't move, showing no reaction to the food a few feet away. Reaper took the small cup off the table, filling it with water, and returning it to the table. At least she was drinking water. He felt himself worried about her, she hadn't eaten in days. He had been watching the surveillance footage almost constantly and knew that she only stood up to get water, watching it become more and more difficult for her to stand up and get to the water. “You… you need to eat something.” He said, his voice gruff, but strangely gentle. Angela didn't move for a moment, then moved against the corner, turning more into herself.  Reaper left without another word, not sure what to do. He again seated himself in front of the computer, waiting to see if she would eat. Minutes turned to hours, and she didn't move, not even for water. The only sign of movement was her face moving down to her arms. He began to feel unsettled, no longer able to see her face. He waited, another hour or two going by. Suddenly Reaper stood, walking briskly over to the door and opening it. “Mercy,” he said yelling slightly. She didn't move. Reaper felt his heart begin to pound, his mind racing and panicking. Running to the other end of the room he typed in another code, the entire barrier disappearing. He walked over to her, kneeling down on the cold stone floor beside her. “Mercy, Get up.” He waited a moment but she still didn't move, her shoulders moving slightly with each of her breaths. Reaper stood, pacing the cell. “Dammit, this is my fault! What have I done, I've nearly killed her!” His hands began to shake, guilt and panic rushing through him. He stopped, looking at her before he approached and gently picking her up. Her body was limp and cold, and Reaper felt his heart almost reach for her as he cradled her head against his chest. Reaper walked quickly out of the holding cell, almost running to his quarters. He gently set her down on his bed, and carefully undid her valkyrie suit. His mind wandered back to the numerous times she was wounded in battle, and he and Jack would have to take her to the medical ward for treatment. They had often helped her like this…. But this time, it was his fault. He had put her in danger and his whole body ached with guilt. He set her valkyrie suit off to the side, her skin tight suit underneath showing him again that she hadn't eaten in days as it showed her ribs visibly. She was already skinny, but had lost more weight the past few days with her lack of eating. He laid her head against his pillows and pulled his blankets around her, even grabbing and extra blanket to make sure she would be warm. He started a small fire in his rarely used fireplace, the dust covered logs roaring to life. Reaper walked over and sat on the edge of the bed and watched as she breathed. He took one glove off and placed his hand gently on her face, her skin beginning to warm. Slowly, Angela's head moved, her face turning into his pillows. Reaper smiled and stood, satisfied that she was comfortable. A few minutes passed, and Reaper walked out of the room, leaving the door open behind him. He immediately went to the kitchen, pulling out various vegetables and some dried meat. His heart began to slow, and the panic drained as he started chopping vegetables and meat, piling them into a big pot and filling it with water before setting it on the stove to cook on low heat. Reaper then took a chair and placed it in the doorway of his room, sitting and waiting. Slowly, he felt his eyes begin to droop, and his mind relax, and minutes later he was asleep. 
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My Fictional Others
These are in no particular order, except Levi. He will always be my #1. A lot of my SI x Levi stuff is posted @lieutenantsayeko, but since I'mnot active there anymore I have reblogged it here.
Romantic Faves - otp: name for tagging
Levi Ackerman (Attack on Titan) - otp: Leyeko
Steve Rogers (MCU) - otp: Shield and Claws
Shouta Aizawa (BNHA) - otp: Feline Instincts of Love
Zen (Mystic Messenger) - otp: Your love is my music
Sheena Fujibayashi (Tales of Symphonia) - otp: Summon my heart
Roy Mustang (FMA: Brotherhood) - otp: We'll drown in our flames
Naotsugu (Log Horizon) - otp: A guardian and his angel
Raistlin Majere (Dragonlance Chronicles) - otp: You've got me under your spell
Laito Sakamaki (Diabloik Lovers) - otp: What is love?
Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler) - undecided
Owen Grady (Jurassic World) - otp: Jurassic Love
Redflare ( @shiroeswife‘s oc) - otp: To win a dragon’s heart
Bowser/Bowsette (Mario) - undecided
Zelos Wilder (ot3 with Sheena, Tales of Symphonia) - ot3: Tales of Love
Darkiplier and Antisepticeye (Youtube) - undecided
Evelyn Deavor (Incredibles 2) - undecided
Tracer and Mei (Overwatch) - ot3: Kisses for Two
Impey Barbicane (Code: Realize) - undecided
Fay (@shiroeswife oc) - otp: Lost and found
Link (LoZ: Ocarina of Time) - undecided
Crushes - tag
Cardia Beckford (Code: Realize)
Arsène Lupin (Code: Realize)
Oerba Yun Fang (FFXIII)
Oerba Dia Vanille (FFXIII)
Moxxi (Borderlands)
Platonic Faves - tag
Harry Potter - chosen one Harry
Ron Weasley - Weasley is our King
Luna Lovegood - my lovely moon
Hanji Zoe (AOT) - I need my Glasses
Erwin Smith - Commander Eyebrows
Mike Zacharias
Furlan Church - angel friend Furlan
Isabel Magnolia - angel friend Isabel
Yoosung (Mystic Messenger) - gamer bro
Saeyoung Choi
Jumin Han - Jimi
Kagome Higurashi (Inuyasha)
Envy (FMA:B) - homunculus frenemy
Maes Hughes
Thor Odinson (MCU) - thunderbuddy
Bucky Barnes - my pal bucky
Sam Wilson - bird-brained buddy
Helen Parr (The Incredibles) - superhero mentor
Colette Brunel (Tales of Symphonia) - clumsy chosen friend
Presea Combatir - little sister big axe
Lloyd Irving
Genis Sage
Familial Faves - tag
Hermione Granger (Harry Potter, adopted sister) - my sister the Bookworm
Molly Weasley - Mama Weasley
Arthur Weasley - Papa Weasley
Sirius Black - Uncle Snuffles
Remus Lupin - Uncle Wolf Wolf
Nymphadora Tonks - Tonksie
Roland Ackerman (Harry Potter oc, father-in-law) - AckerDad
Kuchel Ackerman (AoT, mother-in-law) - AckerMom
Eren Jaeger (adopted son) - my angry titan son
Hiroshi Nakata (AoT oc, father)
Kimberly Nakata (AoT oc, mother)
Nick Fury (MCU, surrogate father) - mother fn spy dad
Natasha Romanoff (surrogate sister) - my sister the spy
Peter Parker (surrogate son) - my spiderson
Stephen Strange (brother in law) - wizard bro
Tsuyu Asui (BNHA, adopted daughter) - my sweet froppy girl
Shoto Todoroki (adopted son) - my icy hot son
Fan Kids
Furlan Harry Ackerman (father: Levi)
Isabel Minerva Ackerman
Kimberly Hanji Ackerman
Jamie Natasha Rogers (father: Steve)
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Phantom of the Overwatch Part Four
Savory smells filled the already warm air around her senses, Angela's stomach beginning to wake with hunger. Slowly she became aware of the soft and velvety blankets encompassing her, and the pillows surrounding her adding to the security she was feeling. Slowly she opened her eyes, looking around the dimly lit room, the light from a fireplace dancing off the black furniture and decor. Angela sat up, her head immediately spinning and a sharp pain ringing through her body. Where was she? Her mind raced backwards, trying to find any clue to where she was. Suddenly, she remembered Reaper, their fight, and the coldness and loneliness that accompanied her in the holding cell. Her stomach again began to ache, reminding her how she had neglected it in her despair. There was movement in the doorway, the familiar ghostly white face with red glowing eyes moving towards her. Angela stumbled backwards on the bed, her heart pounding with the fear and confusion she was feeling. Reaper stopped, watching her carefully. “What do you want now?” Angela demanded, her voice shaking. It was strained and dry, the very sound of the sadness emanating from her words was a brutal reminder of how he had treated her. His heart sank, guilt eating at his conscience. He didn't even know he had a conscience left, at least not until now. “Angela, its okay.” His voice was uncharacteristically quiet and though still rough, it somehow seemed gentle. Angela stared at him, not sure what to expect or say, since she remembered their last conversation filled with anger and malice. The Ghastly figure walked over to the fireplace, taking his gloves off and setting them aside before reaching for a tray with a bowl of soup keeping warm by the fire. He delicately took the tray, slowly approached the bed, and set it down on the edge. Angela watched him carefully, stopping on his ungloved hands. Though riddled with scars from burns and cuts, she recognized them. Her heart filled with sadness as she remembered the day she lost Gabriel, the fire and explosions, the condition they found Jack in. Tears filled her eyes and she began to sob, her head beginning to pulse with pain as her headache worsened from the crying. “Gabriel, what has happened to you? And why didn't you come back! I-I could have helped you!” Her sobbing caught him off guard, and his guilt began to mix with a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach. He didn't know what to say, let alone what to do. “You need to eat. I gave you a shot earlier and put some medicine in the soup so you should start to feel better soon.” Quickly, Reaper grabbed his gloves and slipped them on, rushing out the door and locking it behind him. Angela sat, confused, upset, and in lots of pain. She watched the door and waited, simultaneously hoping he would leave her alone and come back. She looked at the soup sitting next to her, its hearty smell playing on her sense of hunger. It was a vegetable and meat stew that she immediately recognized from her home country of Switzerland. Several years ago, she had taught Gabriel how to make it in an attempt to get him to take better care of himself… maybe he wasn't as lost as she thought he was, after all, he still remembered how to make her favorite soup.
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