When the call had first come in, everyone had thought it would just be a simple extraction mission for a person targeted by Talon. The guy had been an ex-Overwatch agent, and had hidden himself in one of the forgotten safe houses. Talon was supposed to have no idea where he was, giving them a clean and easy extraction. They had prepared for an encounter with a Talon team, just in case. Soldier:76 for his less flashy combat expertise, Genji for his quieter combat techniques, Hanzo for the same reason, and Lucio as team medic with the additional bonus of his speed boosting ability in the case of a quick getaway. Plus, they could more easily blend in, unlike some of the others who stuck out like sore thumbs.
Fat lot of good it did when the whole thing turned out to be an elaborate trap.
As soon as they had stepped foot into the 'safe house' the solid steel doors slammed shut behind them and a hoard of Talon grunts came pouring into the large room. According to Soldier:76 there was an emergency exit a few rooms over, through the massive amount of Talon troops. Who, while annoying, didn't actually pose a big threat, but so many of them in an enclosed space proved difficult to handle.
It wasn't until the group had escaped through the emergency exit that they realized that in the chaos Lucio had gotten separated from them. The three moved to go back when Lucio came skating out of the exit at top speed, Talon agents hot on his heels. A lucky shot hit one of his skates, causing him to fall and skid to a halt. Before the three could make a move a cruel laugh echoed through the air, a black cloud of a smoke-like substance crashing down next to their fallen comrade. It cleared to reveal Reaper crouching next to Lucio, his glove-covered hand grabbing a hold of the back of the DJ's neck. As he stood he hauled the Brazilian man up with him, his clawed pointer finger pricking the skin and causing a thin stream of blood to trail downwards.
"Well, well, well, look who it is. The idiots trying to bring back Overwatch. And what's this? You've already managed to lose a comrade, and he's your medic at that."
Reaper clicked his tongue a few times condescendingly, completely ignoring Lucio's dazed struggling. They could see that there was a large gash on his forehead, and he probably had a concussion. Even if he didn't, there was no way he could escape Reaper's grip without his sonic amplifier, which was laying on the ground a few feet behind him. But there was no way his comrades could save him, not with Reaper and the insanely large amount of Talon agents. The DJ knew he was screwed, so with the last of his strength he smiled sadly, mouthed run, and kicked Reaper in the dick. The pained yell had a lot of the Talon agents turn their attention on Reaper, giving his comrades a chance to escape. It was worth getting slammed into the pavement and knocked unconscious.