Lena is new to school and Amélie is basically popular n shit and they both have issues. Wooo [Discontinued] I'm sorry to say but I'm gonna stop writing this story. I'll try and write a little explanation about how it would've ended so you guys aren't completely left in the dark 🏳‍🌈

Reader is a female, and I will only write female characters. (I will also write smut/lemon chapters but I will have a warning on those chapters for those who don't like to read those type of things.) I will be taking requests unless stated other wise. Enjoy!

Amélie Lacroix is the one of the world's best assassins, engineered for perfection. She is known to be ruthless, cold and deadly efficient when dealing with her enemies. She is - to be blunt - emotionless. Yet when faced with what has to be the most annoying, persistent target she has ever been tasked to eliminate, Amélie knows something is wrong. As during their very first meeting, for the very first time in her life, Amélie Lacroix felt something. And on that very first meeting, for the very first time in her life, Amélie Lacroix missed.

Just a collection of scenarios and oneshots, I do take requests. I will do lemons/smut cause I have no shame. It's also x female reader. Enjoy.

"I can't hold on for much longer!" I noticed voice started to shake. I'm losing too much blood. I can already feel my vitals shutting down into warning mode. My breathing was troubled, and Angela was not sure how to get me up. She radioed Soldier. "76! She is holding on for dear life. If I pull her alone, she will fall off." "Angela, I will be up there soon. Is she going to be okay?!" "She is shot in the hand and her face has a massive cut- Uh! NO! Stay with me, stay awake!" Angela's attention was now on me, my eyes struggled to stay open.

Cover by StoryCatt on DevianArt I know she's in there somewhere. I know Amelie Lacroix still exists. She just needs to be reawakened. Ever since I met here, I have fallen in love with her. Let me clarify, I have fallen in love with what I learned about Amelie and I have fallen for the ruthless Widowmaker she became. She is perfect. I think she feels the same way. Sometimes, I will call her Amelie. When I do this, she stops and listens to what I say, hanging on every word. Maybe, I can break through and find a mix of Amelie and Widow. Who knows what I will find when I hack my way into her heart. What is this feeling? Every time Sombra says my true name, I feel it. I think it is love. I haven't felt it in years. And the last time I felt it, it was for a man. Is this normal? What do I do? It is strange, normally, I am cold and icy, but every time Sombra says my name, I feel like I used to. She said it on the way to breakfast, and now I feel like what I once was. In these moments, I feel regret for all who I killed. But then I remember when I did it, I couldn't feel. I hope Sombra feels the love that I do and that she keeps saying my true name. When two worlds collide, through Talon, love is fostered. But, is what Talon want and Sombra wants the same? In the world of Overwatch, conflicts will rise, love will blossom, agendas will conflict with one another, and Widomaker or Amelie Lacroix will be trapped in the middle. Will Sombra be able to hack through Talon's brainwashing, or will Amelie be lost to Talon forever? Rated mature for violence and slight, non-graphic nudity. None of the characters in this story belong to me.