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The sky cried, tiny speckles of water hitting the ground. She watched as the drops hit the window splasing against he glass. Her reflectionn staring back at her, her blue eyes that once shined with light was now dull. The light she once held had burnt out, leaving the ashes behind.
She gently touched the glass with her pale hand. the glass cold under her thin fingers.
As the sky cried harder, thunder now rhumbling through the skies, lightning clashing in the clouds. It matched her well, the rain dropplets matching the small tears falling down her cheeks and the thunder resembeling her loud sobbing, the lightning was how her body shook with how she cried.
She never wanted this, she never meant for it to turn out this way. It was her fault people died, blood spilled because of her actions. She wasn't meant to kill people, she was meant to heal and take care of them. She was a doctor, not a murderer.
but she was not just a doctor anymore, she was a killer. a monster.
The rain always reminded her about the day of the explosion,the haunting screams, the blooding coating the ground, the bodies lying lifeless on the ground.
She had found him in the rumble, un-responsive and with no pulse. She tried everything in that moment, everything she was taught to do. Even her caduceus staff was not working to make him breath again. In that moment, her heart racing and her blood pumping in her veins she acted recklessy.
Maybe it could all have worked out if she had not acted recklessy, if she had not made that deal. She had dealt with the dark and called his soul back to his body, reviving him. As he started to breath she gained hope, she had done it she had made a dead person live again.
But when he opened his eyes, they were not those warm chest nut ones she expected to see instead his eyes were blood red. His body dissolving into a dark mist, his eyes still stuck to her as he raised himself up from the ground. From his now red eyes, small drops fell.He stod there for a moment staring at her, before his body fully dissolved into mist and disappearing into nothingness.
It left her there on the ground staring at the spot he had just stod in.
His tears reminded her of the rain, small see through drops of rain and the small drops of water that rolled down his cheek.
But It wasn't water that rolled down his cheek that day, that day blood trickled down his face.
till this day she still remembers his face, emotionless and cold as he stared at her. The warmth that once excisted in his body was gone, replaced with emptiness.
She had done this to him, all she wanted was to make him breath again and to hear his heart warming laughter again and see that stupid smile of his. but she never got to hear his laughter or to see his smile.
Reviving him turned him into an empty shell, emotions dragged from his body. The only sign of human in him was the rise and fall of his broad chest.
She never met him after that day, but she knew he was still out there not as the person she once knew him as, but as murderer, a cold blooded killer with no mercy.
He was a dead man walking, slaying everyone and everything in his path, taking their lives without a second thought. The man was no longer human, he was a monster.
As he started appearing on the news his face covered by a skull mask, people took to calling him Reaper.
Which was fitting, he killed people without sparing them a second glance, taking their souls away from earth and their loved ones.
Her name was Angela Ziegler, she was once a doctor at the Overwatch hero organization before it shut down, she was the creator of the reaper, she was the cause of death.
She was no longer a normal doctor, now trying and expermanting to be able to free him from the curse she bestowed upon him.
A day came were a re-call for Overwatch was made, she had hesitated to answer the call. As she no longer was the innocent woman she once was, now blood covered her once clean hands. She was a changed woman, no longer careful and kind. Now she had grown quiet and stern, the cheeriness she once carried with her now gone.
As she answered the call, she did not answer it for herself but for the people in the world, even if she had blood on her hands she could still save lives.
She wanted to save lives, but healing and caring is not what she really cared about anymore. Setting a stop to the monster she created was her goal, she would end the blood shed once for all.