Yor And Widowmaker Go On A Mission

Within the Chill Room, the former assassins, Yor and Widowmaker, are talking. Despite having lived together at the Strip Club for a while now, this is the first time the two sexy women have ever gotten to chat privately and get to know each other.

"So, you became an assassin to support your younger brother?" Widowmaker asks Yor as their conversation turns to each other's backstories.

There's a bit of sadness in Yor's voice as she talks about her past. But her warm smile remains ever present on her face as she speaks. "Yes. My younger brother, Yuri, and I were orphans at a young age. I needed to find a way to make money so I could take care of him. Becoming an assassin wasn't my ideal choice. But it was the path I chose to go down. It took a lot of hard work and training, but it was worth it. I was able to support my brother and made the scum who threatened peace fear the name of 'Thorn Princess.'"

"What happened to Yuri after you two left the orphanage?" Widowmaker asks, genuinely interested in learning more about Yor's past.

"Oh, we didn't live in an orphanage. We lived on the streets. I didn't find out until recently from Janet that Yuri become a member of a secret police ****. But while my brother was busy living his own life, I continued being an assassin."

"Why? You became an assassin to support your brother. So, why did you continue being one when your brother didn't need your money anymore?"

"I thought I could do some good and help improve my world. Many powerful people are threats to world peace and their nations, dangerous scum with too much power but not enough morals. Scum like that needs to be removed like weeds so the children of the world can grow up in a safe, peaceful world. In any case, being an assassin is the only thing I'm good at. I'm not good at much else."

Widowmaker can see the sadness in Yor's eyes. "That's not true. That day you first performed for us, you showed us how skilled you are at dancing. You know how to move that sexy body of yours." Widowmaker stares lewdly at Yor's breasts, wishing they weren't hidden underneath her clothes. "Trust me, Yor. You're a far better dancer than me. And I was once a ballerina."

"Truly, really? I thought you wore that sexy ballerina outfit during Hex's Halloween party because you found one and liked it. I didn't know your species knew ballet dancing."

"My species?" It takes Widowmaker a moment to figure out what Yor is implying. "I'm not an alien, Yor. I'm human, just like you."

"You are? Then, if it's not rude for me to ask, why do you have blue skin?"

"It's a long story. It actually connected to how I became an assassin." Widowmaker smiles a little as she speaks. "Before I became an assassin, Yor, I was a ballerina married to a man named Gérard Lacroix. We were happily married. But," Widowmaker's tone of voice quickly switches from happiness to sadness, "Besides being a ballerina, Gérard and I worked for Overwatch, a global peacekeeping ****. But one day, I was kidnapped by a terrorist group known as Talon."

Yor remains silent, not wanting to interrupt Widowmaker. She's completely intrigued by her story as she listens.

"Talon brainwashed me to become their sleeper agent. They trained me to be a sniper, supposed my emotions, and lowered my heart rate to make my aim more steady. That's why my skin is blue. After my training was complete, Talon sent me to kill my husband. After I did, I worked for Talon under my new name, Widowmaker. I was a ruthless killer. But my life as an assassin shortly ended after I met Janet. She brought me here, and I'm sure you can guess the rest."

Yor holds the blade hidden in her pocket firmly. There's anger in her voice as she speaks. "Talon sounds like an organization I would love to disband. To perform such evil experiments and to enslave you like that. It's fortunate that Talon wasn't completely successful in turning you into an emotionless killer. I know you have a heart and care about us."

"Actually, it's all thanks to me that Widowmaker has her emotion back," Janet says as she enters the room, having heard the girls' conversation. She places her hand on Widowmaker's shoulder and smiles. "I was able to undo Talon's brainwashing. Widowmaker here is no longer the cold killer she used to be. Now, she's a calm, caring person who will use her abilities for good."

"And I'm thankful for that, Janet," Widowmaker says while smiling.

Janet places her hands on Yor's shoulder while still having her other hand on Widowmaker's. "If you two sluts aren't busy, I have a mission for both of you that requires you to leave the Club."

Hearing Janet say she has a mission intrigues the two assassins. Ever since the two entered the Club, they've never left the place. There was never a reason to. So, going outside of the Club to do something excites them. But the two assassins have one question they want to ask.

"What's the mission?" Widowmaker and Yor ask simultaneously.

"Get your equipment, put on your proper assassin outfits, and meet me in the portal room as soon as you can." Janet teleports herself out of the room before Yor or Widowmaker can respond.

With Janet now gone, the two women silently look at each other. They don't say a word. But they both know what the other is thinking. The deadly duo rush out of the room, heading straight to their bedrooms to quickly get themselves ready for whatever mission Janet has for them.

Once they have everything, Yor and Widowmaker enter the portal room to find Janet typing on the Club's supercomputer. The goddess is aware of the two's presence, feeling their eyes on her ass. She seductively shakes her hips, helping the girls get more excited for their upcoming mission. "I really appreciate you two doing a mission for me. I would do it myself. But I have other work I have to do today."

"We're happy to help in any way we can, Janet. But what exactly do you want us to do?" Yor holds one of her sharp blades in her hand, eager to do the job she'll soon be assigned.

After pressing one last button, the portal inside the room activates. Janet turns to face the two girls and hands Widowmaker a small pocket device. "I'm sending you girls to a universe different from yours. That portal will teleport you to a city called Raccoon City. Your job is to locate a woman named Jill Valentine, and do whatever you have to to get her to join the Club. She will be the newest addition to our loving family."

"Okay. That doesn't sound too hard." Widowmaker looks at the device Janet gave her. It's the size of the phone, but it has a small square screen on the top half of the device and only two buttons on the bottom. "What is this, Janet?"

"Press the red button, and the device will tell you Jill's exact location. Once you have Jill, press that blue button twice, and it will teleport the three of you back here. This mission may seem to be a simple capture-the-target job. But Jill's universe is dangerous as it is currently experiencing a zombie apocalypse. You two will have to fight your way through hordes of zombies to get to her. But that shouldn't be a problem for you two, right?"

Both Yor and Widowmaker nod their heads, neither afraid to face the undead. They're confident their skills will be enough to complete the mission. The pair are about to walk through the portal. But they are quickly stopped by Janet.

"Hold on, girls! Two more things I need to tell you! Since I'm busy, I won't be able to watch over you and see how you two are doing. If you two get yourselves into some serious trouble, you're completely on your own. However, if either of you dies, the Club will revive you in 24 hours. But try and prevent that from happening. The second thing is I want you two to be careful and watch out for a bio-organic weapon known as Nemesis. It's an abomination far more dangerous than the other creatures, and I think your only real threat. And he's also hunting for Jill. Get to Jill first before he does. Good luck, girls." Janet turns her attention back to the supercomputer, waiting for the assassins to enter the portal.

"Nemesis shouldn't be a problem for us. We got this. Come on, Yor." Widowmaker offers her hand to Yor. Together, hand in hand, the two step inside the portal without hesitation.

When the girls walk out of the portal, they find themselves standing on the rooftop of a building. As the pair head toward the roof's edge, the portal they used to enter the world disappears behind them. They're now entirely on their own in a zombie-infested city with only each other to rely on.

It doesn't take long for Yor's assassin instincts to take note of a few walking undead. "I can see a few zombies on the street. But not too many. I can go down there and kill them quickly." Yor takes out her blade and heads to the roof door to go downstairs. But she's stopped by Widowmaker.

"I'm sure you can take on those zombies on your own. But I have a good angle. I can just shoot them from up here." Widowmaker swiftly takes out her gun and lies on the floor, positioning herself to snap the undead monster while also giving Yor a nice view of her latex-covered asscheeks.

"Uhh... Y-Yeah, you can do that." Yor stutters, her lewd eyes drawn to the French assassin's ass like a moth to a flame. It's her first time seeing Widowmaker in her combat outfit, and it's just drawing on her what a good job it does showing off her assets. "But are you sure sniping them is a wise idea? Won't the sound of your gun draw the zombies to us? And it probably isn't a good idea to waste your bullets. We might need them later."

"Oh! I see someone already has a bit of knowledge about how to survive a zombie apocalypse." Widowmaker teases while looking through her scope and aims her gun, Widow's Kiss, directly at the first zombie she sees. "You don't have to worry, Yor. Janet made some adjustments to my weapon. It's completely silent and has infinite ammo."

Pulling the trigger, Widow's Kiss fires a single bullet, not making a sound as the bullet exits the barrel. The bullet travels a good distance before it hits its target with perfect precision. "Headshot," Widowmaker says as she aligns Widow's Kiss to her next target.

Wanting to make herself useful instead of standing around doing nothing, Yor is about to enter the building to see if there are any zombies downstairs. But she stops when she realizes something. "We should check the device to see how our target is."

"No need. I think I see her running through the streets right now."

"Are you certain it's her?" Yor approaches the edge of the roof and looks across the infested street. Widowmaker stands up and brings the scope of her gun up to Yor's eyes. Through the scope, Yor sees a woman running in the streets. "It seems we are fortunate. That must be her. But we should hurry. I can see Nemesis is not too far away from our target."

"Wait, what?" Widowmaker takes back her gun and looks through the scope, now seeing what Yor saw. "He's massive. He might be even taller than Doomfist."

"Doomfist?"

"Someone I used to work with. He's not important. But I got this Nemesis guy. He won't stop us from getting Master's new toy." Widowmaker pulls the trigger, firing a bullet directly into her target. But to her surprise, the headshot doesn't seem to do anything to the monstrous beast despite being hit directly in the head. "What?!" Looking through her scope, Widowmaker sees the one known as Nemesis looking directly back at where the bullet that hit him came from. "Uhh... Yor, we may need to leave. I shot that thing directly in the head, and it now knows where we are."

"If it can survive a headshot, then we must be careful?" Yor quickly pulls out her blade and leaps down to the streets. Widowmaker jumps off the roof and follows behind Yor, holding Widow's Kiss in her arms.

Yor leads the way, blades in hand. She walks with the grace of a princess yet cuts through with the fury of thorns. If the zombies could comprehend what they're seeing, they would run away like children. Even the skilled Widowmaker is impressed with the Thorn Princess' abilities. "You are very skilled with your stilettos. I bet you would be deadlier with a gun."

After stabbing a zombie in the head, Yor takes a moment to consider the proposal. "It would have its advantages. But I must confess, I am drawn to fighting up close for an easy kill." The two reach the end of the street. But their target is nowhere in sight. "I must apologize. I seem to have lost track of our target."

Widowmaker takes out the device Janet gave her and presses the red button. "According to this, she's not that far. Jill is a little more than a mile away east of here. If we move quickly, we-" Widowmaker looks up from the device to see Yor running to the east, already some distance ahead. She quickly follows behind, hoping to catch up to her partner.

As Yor and Widowmaker move through the zombie-infested streets of the city, the zombies fall effortlessly to their bullets and blades. The two women aren't just any survivors. They're trained assassins, ready and willing to do whatever it takes to get their target in the name of their beloved Master.

"How far away is our soon-to-be slut sister now, Widowmaker?" Yor stands where she is, looking around to see if any undead survived their bloodbath. When she spots one lone zombie in the distance, she throws one of her blades and pierces the zombie's head.

Looking at the device, Widowmaker points at a police station down the street. "The device says she's in there. Come on, Yor!" The blue-skinned woman runs down the street, heading toward the station.

After pulling her blade out of the dead zombie's brain and wiping the blood off the blade, Yor bolts toward the station as well. "I'm right behind you!"

The instant the two girls enter the police station, they immediately shut the doors behind them. They lean their backs against the door, needing a moment to catch their breaths.

"You weren't harmed, were you?" Yor asks Widowmaker, who shakes her head. And Widowmaker doesn't have to ask Yor the same, as she was keeping a close eye on her the entire time she was running behind her.

Checking the device, Widowmaker pinpoints where Jill is in the building. "Our target is in the back of the building. We should swiftly catch her and leave."

Now, it's Widowmaker's turn to lead. With the device and her gun in hand, Widowmaker cautiously walks through the building, with Yor following closely behind. The whole police station is eerily quiet, with the only sounds being the girls' footsteps. The duo finds a few dead zombie corpses on the floor as they wander.

While walking through a hallway, Widowmaker stops a few feet from a door. She turns around to face Yor. "Jill is in this room ahead, and there are two ways inside. I have an idea. You go in first, act like an innocent survivor, and while you're distracting her, I'll go around the hallway, enter the room the other way, and knock her out from behind."

Yor gives Widowmaker a nod, ready to fulfill the plan she's come up with. Before entering the room, she puts away her needle blades, not wanting to make herself look like a threat to her target. She calmly enters the room to see Jill reloading her gun. Hearing the door open, Jill quickly aims her pistol at Yor.

Putting her hands in the air, Yor drops her Thorn Princess persona and acts like a frightened innocent when, in reality, having a gun pointed at her is nothing new to her. "Stop, wait! I'm not a zombie! Please don't shoot me!"

"Who are you?" Jill asks, still cautiously pointing her gun at Yor.

"I'm Yor Briar. I'm so glad to see there's another survivor in this city. I was starting to think I was the only one left." Still pretending to be scared, Yor looks at the gun. "C-Can you put your gun down? I promise I won't do anything."

"We put our arms down on the count of 3. No sudden movements. Okay? 1... 2... 3."

As the two slowly put their hands down, Yor notices a police badge on Jill's belt. "Oh, you're an officer. I guess that explains why you've survived this long." Behind Jill, Yor sees Widowmaker quietly open the back door and enter the room. She just needs to distract her target for a few more seconds. "What's your name? And do you have any sort of plan to get out of this city?"

Jill begins to answer Yor's question, unaware that someone is sneaking up before her. She's moments away from being knocked out. However, Widowmaker's plan is ruined as the wall behind her collapses. The trio turns to see the massive, monstrous bio-weapon known as Nemesis staring back at them.

"Stars," Nemesis says as he slowly approaches Jill.

"That thing can talk?" Widowmaker quickly aims Widow's Kiss at Nemesis and releases a barrage of bullets upon him. But her bullets don't seem to have any effort on the beast as it approaches her.

"Widowmaker! Look out!" Yor rushes to her friend as she sees Nemesis raise his fist up to strike her. She pushes Widowmaker out of the way in time to save her from getting hit. But Yor isn't able to avoid getting punched by the powerful Tyrant. She goes flying back and hits her head on the floor hard.

Yor doesn't know how long she was out. But when she regains consciousness, she sees Widowmaker and Jill trying to fight off Nemesis together. But they don't seem to be damaging him much. Nemesis is taking their bullets like they're nothing.

Eyes narrowed in fury, Yor takes her blade out of her pocket as she gets up off the floor. "Me we dance, Mr. Nemesis?"

Throwing one of her needle blades at Nemesis, Yor manages to hit the Tyrant in the eye. The hurtful blow doesn't kill the monstrous beast, but it does stun him for a moment. "Kindly prepare us a way home, Madame Widow. I will have the honor of this creature's life," Yor says as she calmly walks past Widowmaker.

For a moment, Widowmaker watches Yor in slight amazement as she fights Nemesis singlehandedly. With Nemesis's sight impaired, it's easy for the Thorn Princess to skillfully dodge his attacks while piercing her blades in his most vital weak points.

"Who are you people?" Jill asks, breaking Widowmaker out of her amazed trance.

"No time to explain. We'll get you out of here." Widowmaker takes out the device Janet gave her. But her heart sinks when she sees the device is broken. It must have gotten destroyed when Yor pushed her to the floor. None of the buttons on it are working. "We're stuck here," Widowmaker says out loud to herself.

Looking back at Yor fighting Nemesis, she sees her friend doing her best to try and put down their foe for good. To her dismay, however, it seems the best Yor can do is stun the Tyrant for a moment before he recovers. As much as she hates it, Widowmaker concludes that despite their skills and training, they lack the means to kill Nemesis permanently. But Widowmaker refuses to run away.

Grabbing Widow's Kiss, Widowmaker fires a flurry of bullets at Nemesis as she makes her way to Yor. "Yor! The device is broken. We're stuck here."

Yor's face betrays a glance of despair. "So, what do we do?"

"The only thing we can do."

Both Yor and Widowmaker turn to look each other straight in the eye. The deadly assassins nod their heads, both understanding they're on the same page. The only way for them to return home is to die, only to be resurrected 24 hours later at the Club. But if the duo is going down, they're going down together, fighting as the brave warriors they were trained to be.

Just as the two women are about to rush at Nemesis, their bodies become engulfed in a blue light. One moment, the girls were inside a police station, about to fight Nemesis. But the next moment, they find themselves suddenly back inside the portal room of the Club, seeing Janet standing before them, clapping.

"We're at the Club? How did we get here?" Yor asks. She's snapped out of her Thorn Princess mode from her confusion about how they returned to the Club so suddenly.

"I teleported you three here. Well done, you two. You did great."

"Three?" Widowmaker questions. But she understands what Janet means when she hears a voice behind her.

"Can someone please explain to me what's going on?"

Janet sways her hips seductively as she walks past Yor and Widowmaker. She gives her best warm smile to the confused woman standing before her. "Don't worry, Jill. Everything is fine. Soon, you'll feel right at home."

Before Jill can do anything, Janet pressed her finger on her forehead. Jill's knees become weak as she collapses into Janet's arms. She tries to keep her eyes open. But she ultimately fails as she falls ****.

"I didn't know you knew about human pressure points, Janet," Yor says, amazed that she's still learning new things about Janet every day.

"Of course I do. I'm the main protector of you girls, Master, and this Club. I need to know how to subdue an opponent if strength and power aren't enough." Janet carefully places the **** Jill over her shoulder. "But based on what I've seen of you two today, you two are more than capable of defending yourselves if need be. I made the right decision in adding you two lovely sluts to the Club."

"Were you watching us the entire time?" Widowmaker asks.

"Yes, I was. That's how I knew you two were in trouble. I would never leave any of you girls to die. But it was entertaining to watch you two." Janet crouches to grab an empty bag of popcorn off the floor. "Go ahead and spend the rest of the day relaxing. You two earned it." After Janet leaves the room carrying an **** Jill, Yor and Widowmaker turn to look at each other.

"I think our new slut sister will make a great addition to the Club. I can't wait to play with her body. She has a nice pair of tits."

"She does. I'm sure our Master will love her." Yor reaches her hand out toward Widowmaker, wanting to shake hers. "You really did a good job completing our mission, Widowmaker. Hopefully, we can go on a mission again one day."

"I'd like that. And, Yor." Instead of shaking her partner's hand, Widowmaker plants her lips onto Yor's, who doesn't resist. "From now on, call me Amélie." The sexual attraction between the two became clear to them during their mission. They explore each other's curvy bodies, slowly undressing each other piece by piece until they're fully nude. "Come on. Let's see how skilled you are in bed," Widowmaker whispers into Yor's ear before she drags her to her bedroom.

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A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. And yes, new characters can be added to the Club in this side series.

I'm sorry I didn't put a full-on lesbian sex scene of Widowmaker and Yor into the chapter. I wanted to, but I'm still figuring out how to generate images of lesbian sex scenes. The only thing I can do consistently is generate images of POV cunnilingus. I promise to one day do a chapter of the girls of the Strip Club having a lesbian orgy or something.

However, since I'm publishing this chapter on my birthday, you guys are legally requested to like this chapter. Sorry. I don't make the rules... Actually, there is no rule that says you have to like this chapter. But if you guys do like the chapter, then like it. Likes help me figure out what things you guys like. Also, today is Hypno Captions' 2nd birthday. So, happy birthday Hypno Captions. I have plenty of ideas for chapters and storylines to write for you. I'm mainly focused on writing for Strip Club as I have a ton of ideas I want to write for the series.

Anyways. My next chapter will be Video Game Week At The Multiverse Strip Club. More characters will be added to the Club. Until I see you all again, I hope you have a nice day.

I generated all images in CivitAI.

I would like to thank Darkstar239 for being a beta reader for this chapter.