3rd POV
A man walked into the stage, straightening his red tie and getting to the podium.
?????: hello....I am Paul Bernard. I look around....I see robots....humans....all together in harmony....something the world needs to understand, we are equal....
The crowd cheered for Paul, one of the representatives for France. On the side of the stage a man stood in a suit with an ear piece
Man: all set?
Across the streets were men on the roof.
Man: all set.
He took his finger off the ear piece and walked over a few steps only to be taken to the ground and socked in the head, going unconscious. The figure that took the guy down quickly moved to the next person and slammed their head against the wall.
One man looked over to be decked in the face with the butt of the gun and put to the ground. In the moonlight a skinny feminine figure walked out, wearing high heels and purple. She had blue skin, and a helmet.

She stood up and gave a devilish smirk. She walked over to the edge of the building and pulled out a wire. She wrapped it around her ankle and tightened it.

The female jumped off the side of the building with the wire around her ankle, where she hung. Her mask came down over her head and she aimed her gun. A blinking like happened to the left of her mask and she quickly followed it. Her mask lifted up to see a light blue trail and another feminine figure jumped and began firing her weapons. The blue female did the same and lunged into the building.
She looked up to see a grappling hook and a woman with orange lenses, a one piece orange jumpsuit and two guns. It's Tracer.
Tracer: Tryin' to crash another party love?
She pointed her guns at the blue female and began firing. The assassin jumped backwards and launched a grappling hook upwards and shot up as Tracer ran up the stairs, her blue following. The blue lady jumped from a window onto the rooftop and began firing rapid shots at Tracer who hid behind the wall.
She quickly went on the com.
Tracer: get the representative out of here!
Man: who is this? This is a private signal!
Tracer: no time to explain! Just get him out of here!
The guard heard the gunshots in the distances
Man: sir, we need to let you get to safety, it's not here.
The men surrounded the representative and began walking him to his car. The gunfire then stopped. Tracer smirked as she pulled out her guns and went to fire at the assassin, only to see that she was gone.
?????: it's a shame....you are distracted.
She fired off the shot and put a bullet through Paul Bernard's head.
Tracer: NO!
The woman smiled as a helicopter flew above her and a ladder dropped.
?????: it's been fun.....love.
The assassin smirked as she held onto the ladder and flew off into the distance. Tracer looked at the helicopter leaving, but then ran down to the representative.
Tracer: oh no.....
She put two fingers to her ear and opened up communications with Overwatch.
Boss: Tracer....I'm hoping good news?
Tracer: no......Paul's dead....he was killed by....Widowmaker.
Boss: oh.....Widowmaker.....this can't be right.
Tracer: no one else is this well of a fighter or shot.
Boss: come back to home base.....don't blame yourself for this, you did your best.
Tracer: I was distracted, instead of looking around I just assumed she was in the same spot.
Boss: come back....please
Tracer: y-yes Sir.
Meanwhile on the chopper.
?????: you did well Widowmaker.
Widowmaker: thank you.
She wiped off her gun with a straight face, no emotion shown at all.