Chapter 1 Reactivation
Satory, Yvelines France. G.I.G.N Headquarters. 0737 Hours.
Every single ex-member of Team Rainbow received and urgent video message that required to be watched as soon as deemed possible. Most organizations weren't busy at the given moment like the G.I.G.N or the J.T.F 2. However, some of the previous operators were given a later time to watch it, considering they were on missions. Like the S.A.T or the G.S.G.9. No one bothered to tell them anything about the message other than that it was a matter of global security. No biggy right?
The ex-members were taken to an empty room with one light, it's dim bulb barely providing any light in the room. The computer in the room had a finger print and retinal scanner on them. So whatever this message was, it didn't want to be given to the wrong people. Gilles Touré, codenamed: Montagne, was one of these ex-members. Touré was in the middle of training a group of GIGN recruits before he was interrupted. This however, was to the recruits relief. Touré is known to be hard and strict on his recruits, but he tries to remain fair. He prefers to lead by example, occasionally asking Julien Nizan, codenamed: Rook, to help teach the recruits about trust and teamwork.
Funny thing was, Nizan was actually in the room as well. Along with Emmanuelle Pichon, or 'Twitch', and Gustave Kateb or 'Doc'. They all gathered around the large computer that was carefully positioned on the desk, greeting each other in a friendly yet professional manner.
The computer seemed to have turned on by itself, making a low pitched beep, catching each of the operators attention. Then, out of the blue, two high ranking G.I.G.N officers walked into the room and closed the doors behind them, locking them. After which they turned off the light and positioned themselves firmly in front of the doors. The light being off didn't make much of a difference, in fact the barely illuminated computer screen seemed to have lit up the room more than the light did. That wasn't on the fours minds however, they were all pondering on how important this message really could be. But, before any of them could utter a single syllable, an A.I.'s voice spoke out of the computers speaker, "Gilles Touré. Please complete the Finger Print and Retinal scan." The voice was very feminine, making them feel...somewhat at ease. None of them could explain it, but it did.
Touré was a bit hesitant, but he complied. Sitting down in the large black office chair that was positioned in front of the desk. There was only one seat though, so he guessed that they would all have to stand around him once the video started. Toure looked down at his right hand, and undid the straps on his thick glove. Slipping it off, he observed his scared hand. Clenching it tightly before loosening the tension and placing his thumb on the scanner. He used his other hand to take off his helmet and put his right eye up to the retinal scanner. Obviously, both were positive matches. The computer made a loud high pitched chirp before the A.I. spoke once again, "Welcome Gilles Touré. Gustave Kateb. Please complete the Finger Print and Retinal scan."
Touré strapped his helmet back on, grabbing his glove and stood up before looking at Kateb saying, "I believe you need the chair now mon amie." He moved away from it and offered the seat to him, strapping on his thick glove in the process.
Kateb sighed heavily and shook his head with his eyes closed, "I'll never learn to trust these machines. Let alone an Artificial Intelligence, but if I must then I will do what is ordered." He grumbled in an annoyed tone, taking his glove off and lifting up his face shield. He repeated the process, getting the same results.
"Welcome Gustave Kateb. Emmanuelle Pichon. Please complete the Finger Print and Retinal Scan." The A.I. repeated, seeming to only have a one track mind.
Pichon chuckled, "Sounds like a broken record. Guess it's my turn, scooch Doc." She said as she began to lightly push Kateb, urging him to get out of the seat.
"Tenez vos cheuavx, je me levé." Kateb spoke in their native tongue, getting up out the large black office chair.
Pichon repeated the same process as her two older colleagues, and obviously getting the same exact result. "Welcome Emmanuelle Pichon."
"And now me." Nizan mumbled, biting his lower lip thinking why someone of his age was there.
"Julien Nizan. Please complete the Finger Print and Retinal scan." The A.I finished, allowing Nizan to do what his three colleagues just did.
Nizan shook his head, still wondering why he was there to begin with, but he did as he was asked. Making Pichon get up and taking the seat over. Removing his glove and lifting up his face shield. Once he finished though, his message was a bit...different. "Welcome Julien Nizan. Please make sure all unauthorized personnel leave the room immediately." The A.I. commanded before shutting the computer off for a periodic amount of time.
Nizan turned the chair around and looked at the two officers. Both didn't even seem to flinch, obviously being authorized to hear this message. Even if the weren't they were both a higher rank than he was, so he couldn't exactly order, or ask them to leave. They were probably just as curious to what the message had to say as he was. After further analysis however, he discovered that the only people in the room, other than the officers, were former Rainbow operators, including himself. He immediately knew what the message was about and why they were there, but before he could say anything the computer turned itself back on with the same low pitched beep.
There was a message on the black screen, 'The information you are about to receive is highly classified and not permitted to leave this room. Authorized personnel ONLY, are allowed to watch this video.' The message remained there for a good ten seconds before disappearing in an instant. A video recording instantly replaced the message, filling up the entire screen and illuminating the room immensely. It showed a woman of African heritage in a black suit, white shirt, and black tie. The wall behind her was a looming gray and there was a distinct look of fear and worry on her face that was easily contagious.
Touré, Kabet, and Pichon all stood around the chair that Nizan was sitting in. Touré rested his right elbow on the back of the chair leaning into it. Pichon rested both of her arms on it, leaning into them. Kabet put both of his hands on the desk the computer was on to support himself as he leaned forward. Nizan just crossed his arms, watching the woman with undivided attention.
"I called you all here today because we face dire circumstances. Our intelligence has confirmed the existence of a new threat that is...unlike anything we have ever seen before. This organization has the ability to carry out attacks anywhere in the world. They are highly lethal, and are indiscriminate of age, religion, or nationality. The potential loss of human life and rise of psychological terror is substantial and cannot be ignored." She paused and rubbed her forehead, just picturing how many innocent people could die would make anyone stressed beyond belief.
After which, she regained her composure and and looked as if she was even more furious than before. "They are the very definition of an unknown quantity. Our only option is to meet force with force. As of this moment my program is reactivated and the U.N. has given me permission to make any decision regarding the global security of this world." She stopped again and put a certain serious look on her face that could make a grown man get chills,
"As much as we would've liked to have Overwatch continue to be the covert peacekeepers, they have been severely outnumbered because of their fear of recruitment, their fear of the U.N. But, what they don't know is that the U.N. has been watching them ever since the Petras Act was commissioned. Even when the didn't activate the recall. Our scouts have reported that the desolation of their headquarters, Watchpoint Gibraltar and it has been claimed by Talon. To our understanding their numbers are scattered, they are as sheep awaiting their slaughter. We need to be the shepherds that guide these sheep. While the U.N has considered revoking the Petras Act before, some of the world leaders are too proud to do so. Too proud to admit their own mistake. So we need to do it for them. You have been called here because you are the best of the best. You each have special abilities and equipment that you have created yourself to help counter the threats of this world. During your missions if you find any Overwatch members, Do Not Engage, I want you to recruit them into Team Rainbow. With their help, we can be the shield that safeguards the civilized world from those who wish to do it harm. No matter how or where our enemies attack, no matter what defense they cower behind, Team Rainbow must Stand, Ready." She finished strongly, the video turning into a black screen as the computer shuts itself off.
Touré face grew a wide smile, he knew that one day. Rainbow team would be activated again, he didn't think in his lifetime, but he knew it would happen. "Well it's about damn time!" He said as he leaned off the chair and crossed his arms.
"Did she say Overwatch? I thought their work was banned with the Petras Act." Pichon added, confused onto why the organization would still be working under those circumstances.
Kabet chuckled lightly at the girl's comment, "Please, did you really think that an organization with the capability to do what they did would just give in to what the U.N says?"
"Well...Rainbow did." She stated, giving Kabet a smug smirk.
Kabet face went blank at the realization, he stood straight and put his hands behind his back, "Fair point." He replied.
"I guess it's codenames only again eh?" Nizan asked, already standing up.
"Guess so Rook." Touré said as he slugged the younger man's shoulder.
Nizan laughed lightly and rubbed his arm, the armor he wore took most of the shock so it didn't hurt in the slightest.
"Your shuttle is awaiting for your departures, we wish you all the best of luck, and hope you'll wipe out Talon as a whole." One of the officers spoke, not seeming to move what so ever. Hell he didn't even look at them.
The four all looked at each other, happy to be back in the action, but also shocked that Talon overpowered Overwatch. "Remember," Touré started, "Nothing we have heard, or discussed in this room is to be repeated until we get to Rainbow HQ." He finished, giving all three of his comrades a serious, firm look.
"Of course, it'll be good to see some of the old crew again." Doc commented, remembering the old team.
The four all left the room, shaking the Officers hands and saying their goodbyes to them. They all separated to grab the gear that they needed, weapons, shields, stims, drones, tools, ceramic trauma plates, and much more. Afterwards, they all met at the specific dropship in the hanger, and departed to their new HQ.
Ecopoint Antarctica, Overwatch Ecopoint Fallback Base, 0712 Hours (Time zone difference.)
"That everything?" Engi asked impatiently, wanting to get this done and over with as quick as possible.
Winston sighed in frustration, "Did you come to help or come to complain?!" He snapped at Engi, getting a little bit of electricity sparking from his eyes.
Engi saw how mad he was getting and grew afraid, he was told what Winston was like when he's angry, and didn't want to BE the one who gets him angry. "Woah there pardner, calm down. I apologize. Look, I'm just in a rush is all. Lena took the news pretty hard and I want to get back to comfort her." He explained, lifting his hands up to his shoulders.
At these words Winston's anger faded, only to be replaced by concern and worry. "What news?" He asked plainly, not really wanting to know.
Engi was about to answer, but he shut his mouth. Realizing that Winston was so busy working, he hadn't had time to count the loses or interact with anyone other than Engi. "Now is not the best time Winston, how 'bout we just finish what we need to do." Engi said hastily, trying to get off the subject.
"Dell," Winston said slowly, turning his entire body to face Engi. He took off his glasses and gave a look of sadness that can make anyone's heart hurt. "What. Happened?" He finished in a firm yet sad tone. Staring into Engi's eyes from across the room.
Engi looked away, closing his eyes and turning his head towards the floor. "We... We lost..." Engi stuttered, not wanting to reflect on the loss, but also not wanting to tell Winston yet. There's a time and a place for everything, but now was not it.
"We lost who?" Winston asked, getting up and walking towards Engi, standing over him.
"W-we lost..." Engi began to shed tears at thinking of Reinhardt.
Winston put his hand on Engi's shoulder, both comforting him and getting his attention. "What happened Dell?" He asked gently.
"R-Reinhardt. He...he sacrificed himself for us. The courtyard was full of them..we were all going to the dropship. The-there was too many of them. He told us to go, he told us to leave him..." Engi tried explaining the full story, but it was too painful to tell.
Winston gave a look of shock, and anger. He took off his glasses and firmly, yet gently put the on the desk. His skin was changing into a light shade of red. Sparks of electricity were coming from his eyes. "And You Just Left HIM!" He screamed, going into full primal rage and swinging his arm around, smacking Engi into the wall.
Engi's vision was spinning and was covered in black dots. He landed on the floor with a loud thud as he shook his head quickly trying to regain his composure. His hardhat flew off as he was thrown, making the impact that much more painful. His body was aching, his ribs felt broken. His leg was twisted in an impossible manner. He reached for the back of his head, trying to feel for any blood. There was blood, a lot of it too. In fact, when he looked at his hand, it was covered in it.
Winston gave out a loud roar as he slammed his fists into the ground. He charged Engi, he only lowered his head. Accepting what was to come. He could only hear the thumping getting closer and closer, Engi knew he was a goner. He knew that there was no calming him down. 'Never thought I'd go out to an ape...' He thought, what seemed to be, his final thoughts. Then, there was a loud crash followed by inaudible mumbles. Engi looked up in surprise to see his brother, on top of Winston. Trying to restrain him. This image didn't last long however, with his vision fading he felt his body growing weaker as darkness consumed him.
However, Winston quickly overpowered Pyro with what seemed like no effort. He grabbed Pyro by the throat and kept squeezing. He lifted Pyro off of the ground, still crushing his windpipe. Pyro grabbed his wrist and struggled to get free, feeling his life slowly drain from his body. He kicked and squirmed, but to no avail. Dots began to cloud his vision, or what was left of it. His body slowly began to give out as his hands began to go limp.
"YYYYYAAAAAAAAHHHH!" A battle cry filled the room, followed by the quick footsteps of what seemed like a giant. "Take that!" Heavy yelled, using all of his strength to punch Winston in the face. "And This!" He yelled again, following by another punch.
This only seemed to make Winston more angry. With all his strength he threw Pyro into Heavy, which sent them both into the wall next to Engi. They both landed on the floor, Heavy's back was pressed up against the wall with Pyro on top of him. Heavy shook his head, "Ugh, Heavy does not feel right." He shook his head and smacked it a little to make everything stop spinning. He quickly gasped and looked down at Pyro, "Pyro. Is friend alright?" He asked concerned, shaking Pyro lightly trying to get a response. Nothing, he didn't move. It didn't even seem like he was breathing. Heavy's eyes grew wide for a moment, and he closed them quickly. He looked up at Winston, who was pounding his chest like he was the dominant ape. Anger was written all over Heavy's face. He gently moved Pyro's limp body off of him, setting him upright next to Engi, who passed out from the blunt force trauma. Heavy stood up, despite the pain the ached his body.
He stood before Winston, "Let us fight Giant Ape versus Giant Man." He challenged, pounding his chest once with his clenched fist. Winston let out another roar as the two charged towards one another. "RRRAAAAAAHHH!" Heavy screamed, which seemed to echo throughout the base.
A loud bang filled the air, echoing throughout the room. Winston put a hand to his neck and toppled forward. His skin reverted back to its previous color and his eyes were normal. His body came to a halt right in front of Heavy, who didn't the slightest idea to what just happened. Winston's eyes were closed and he was still breathing. In fact, there was no blood at all. Although, there was a needle in his neck.
Heavy looked towards the source of the noise, there stood Sniper, still scoped in looking towards Winston. He quickly put his rifle down in front of his chest and grinned smugly, "And that, is how it's done." He said as he walked towards Winston, giving a kick in the side. "Stupid bloody animal." He muttered angrily, looking back up towards Heavy.
"Did you just kill giant ape?" Heavy asked, giving Sniper a look of disappointment.
"What? Course not, merely shot him with an elephant tranq' is all. Nah, the bugger will probably be up in a few hours." Sniper explained, cradling his rifle in his arms before looking over at Engi and Pyro. "Piss." He stated as he threw his rifle to the side and ran over to the two.
Heavy quickly followed, making sure Engi was okay while Sniper checked Pyro. "Engi is still alive." Heavy stated in relief as he looked at Sniper to check Pyro's condition.
Sniper was checking Pyro's pulse, he wasn't the best at this so he checked for breathing. It didn't look that way. He put his ear up to his heart. Not a single beat was heard. Sniper closed his eyes tightly as he looked at the ground and shook his head. Pyro was dead. "Bloody hell..." Sniper said faintly.
A clicking could be heard, followed by a large variety of footsteps coming from the hallway. Mercy was the first one to come through the doors, gasping heavily as she looked horrified at the sight. "Oh gott nein, bitte nein nein nein. What Happened?!" She yelled, already running to Winston's side. Checking him. She looked up at Sniper and saw his rifle on the ground, and large dents in the metallic walls. "Did you...did you kill him?!" She screamed, looking right at Sniper.
Sniper just scoffed, "Calm your roll shiela, the blokes just out cold. Gave him an elephant tranq'. What you Should be worried about is our mates right here! Your mate just bloody Killed THEM!" Sniper screamed furiously, taking his hat off and putting it on Pyro's lap.
"What?! Winston...Winston killed them?" She asked faintly, backing away from his unconscious body.
"Neit, he killed Pyro. Engineer is still alive." Heavy spoke, not taking his eyes off of Pyro's body. "You were always good friend Pyro. Heavy will miss you greatly." Heavy said as he closed his eyes and bowed his head, paying his respects to him.
A couple other soldiers came in, guns ready. 76 and McCree were leading them, both of them having their weapons in hand. "What the hell happened here?" 76 asked in a quiet tone, observing the room.
McCree was also observing the scene before him. He noticed the large dents in the wall, and Pyro and Engi laying limp against the wall. Engi on his side, and Pyro sitting upright. "Damnit...Winston went primal." He said to 76 as he gave him a look of sorrow.
76 expression went plain under his mask, he looked over at the two mercs, one wounded, one dead. Then his attention went to Sniper, who was knelt down next to Pyro. No words were expressed, just long stares filled with tension.
"You know. Ever since we started working here. It seems like more and more of you wankers are just hurting and killing our men. First that green ninja pintah puts Medic in a coma, and now your giant ape wanker kills Pyro and injures Engi. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're all just trying to kill us." Sniper said as he stood up, walking over to his rifle and quickly putting a round into the chamber.
A strange sound could be heard from down the hall, it got louder and louder as it drew closer, it was Lena. She blink passed and through the large group of soldiers, getting to the front as quickly as she could. When she did get to the front, she looked around the room frantically. "Where is he?! Where's Dell?!" She asked in a panic, seeing the scene in front of her and already feeling her heart break in two. She saw Winston face first on the ground, he seemed lifeless, but his breathing could be clearly heard and seen. She blinked to his side, "Winston! What happened to you?!" She asked, looking around the room for answers.
"He'll be fine, he's just out cold." Sniper told her harshly, still staring 76 down.
Lena looked over at him, seeing both Engi and Pyro limp against the wall. If her heart was in two pieces before, it was completely shattered now. She blinked over to the two, tears already streaming down her cheeks. "Dell! Pyro! What happened?!" She said through her tears, shaking Engi trying to get him to respond. Nothing, she examined his body further to see the blood on his hand, on the floor, and on the wall. She could only assume the worse as she shook Pyro a little, hoping that he would respond and tell her that Dell was alright. Nothing from him either, "Pyro...Pyro! Please! Say Something! Tell me you and Dell are alright please!" She screamed, feeling her grief begin to overpower as knees began to wobble beneath her.
She felt a hand rest on her shoulder, she looked up and behind her to see Heavy, giving her a gentle look of reassurance, "Engi is okay, Pyro...Pyro is dead." Heavy told her as gently as he could, just trying to make it sting a little less. For him and for her.
She looked over at Mercy, who was still in shock of what Winston did. "Angela! Please! Help them!" She screamed, getting Mercy right back into reality.
Mercy ran over to Engi's side and used her Caduceus staff to heal Engi's wounds. The yellow beam left her staff and made contact with Engi. His wounds weren't as bad as Medic's and were fixable by the staff. His head wound closed itself, while his leg twisted back into the correct position. His ribs quickly followed, putting themselves back into place. After the wounds were healed, he was still laying unconscious. He didn't seem like he was gonna be getting up anytime soon either.
She looked over at Pyro as well, his lifeless body brought sadness into her heart. True, she said she would never trust him, but this was her friend, she didn't know him well. But Medic trusted him, Engi trusted him, Lena trusted him. And that was good enough for her to call him a friend. She couldn't help but let a tear slide down her cheek as she stood up, she pressed a couple buttons on her staff, making nanobots cover both her and Pyro is a golden glow that lit the room. "Helden Sterben Nicht!" She yelled, lifting her hand up and allowing the nanobots to do their job.
Once it faded, Pyro sprung to life, grasping his throat and gasping for air. The wheezing from his mask could be heard very clearly. He leaned forward and used one of his arms to support himself, the nanobots even fixed his suit, making Genji's attacks seem like they were nothing. His mask and suit were repaired to optimal conditions. His breaths were large and quick. He felt as if his lungs were gonna explode out of his chest.
"Pyro!" Lena yelled as she wrapped her arms around him. Squeezing him tightly as the tears continued. Although, these weren't tears of grief or sorrow anymore, these were tears of joy.
Pyro was taken back on what the hell just went down. All he remembered was that he tackled Winston because was charging his brother. He heard the roar, it woke him and many others out of their sleep. He didn't know why he ran towards it so quickly, it was instinct I guess. You wouldn't believe what kind of creature are in the badlands, and what they can do to people. He let Lena hug him, returning it slightly. He just patted her back, then immediately pushed her off to look around for his brother.
He looked to his lower left and saw him limp next to Tracer. His attention shot to Engi, and Engi only as he checked him for any wounds or any injuries of the sort. After seeing none, he was confused. He remembered seeing how his brother couldn't even get up to evade Winston's charge when he initially tackled Winston. Now he looked as if nothing had happened. Before he could think any further he was interrupted by Heavy laughing triumphantly and picking up Pyro in a bear hug. "Pyro! Friend is still alive!" He laughed again. Letting Pyro back down to his feet. "Thank you!" He said to Mercy, and looking back over to Pyro, who was already by his brother's side once again.
Pyro was shaking Engi, who head was in Tracer's lap. Tracer's tears had ceased, but light sobs were still heard. "Mmph...mmmph!" Pyro mumbled, still trying to get his brother to respond.
"Engi is alive. Angel saved him." Heavy praised, kneeling down to Pyro's level and pointing at Pyro.
Pyro didn't need to hear another word, as he looked at Mercy hastily and hugged her tightly, "Mmmph mmph! Mmmph mmph. mmmph mmph..." His volume went from loud to quiet as he mumbled into her shoulder.
Mercy was a bit taken back by his action, 'I always thought he didn't like me.' She thought to herself, setting her staff to the side and hugging him back lightly.
Pyro pushed her off and started to mumble to her slowly, looking down at his brother. The face behind the mask was grateful. This woman has saved her friends three times now. He owed her, and he owed her big. He saved his brother, he didn't care about himself. As long as his brother was okay he could die happy.
Mercy tilted her head with confusion written all over her face, "I...uh..." She said, not sure how to respond to something she doesn't understand.
Pyro smacked his forehead in a facepalm, then looked at his belt for his whiteboard. It wasn't there, probably flung somewhere during the fight. He looked around the room and saw it on the ground. He got up and walked over to quickly, checking to see if he had the dry erase marker on him. Luckily he did. He grasped it firmly in his hand and popped the cap off, writing on it as he walked back to Mercy. He knelt down beside her and showed her the whiteboard.
Mercy gently grasped it with her hand, reading the rough handwriting. 'Thank you, truly I'm as grateful as they come.' This is all she read, thinking the rest of it was just gonna say something like, 'I'm in your dept or I owe you one'. "It was nothing Pyro, there is no need to-" She was cut off by Pyro putting his hand in front of her face and pointing to the whiteboard once again. There was an entire section that she completely missed. 'I don't care that you saved me, I know my time is near and I'm ready to accept death. But, I can't live without my brother. And you saved him, I don't care what ends I have to meet, but anything you ask, any dangers that come your way, I'll do whatever you say, and take any bullet for you. Thank you, for saving my brother.'
This came as a shock to Mercy, Medic was right. Pyro does truly care for the people close to him, the people he trusts. And now she was one of them. This brought some kind of glee into her heart, she couldn't explain it. She never thought she would trust Pyro, he always thought that he had an eye on her, as if he was studying her. Which, she wasn't wrong, Pyro studies everyone in silence. Making sure he can truly trust them, who they're appearing to be is truly who they are, and if they are of any threat to his family. He made the evaluation that Winston was someone to trust, someone to look up to. Someone he could feel safe around. But that was all thrown out the window. He nearly killed his brother, he DID kill him. A strict hatred formed in his heart, he wasn't looking to kill or hurt Winston. But, if they were ever in combat and Winston needed help, Pyro wasn't gonna be the first to run over there. Pyro took the whiteboard out of Mercy's hands, going back over and kneeling by his brother, comforting Tracer.
Mercy shook herself back into reality, blinking rapidly to make sure all of this was truly happening and not just some weird dream or illusion. Once she finalized that it was real, she stood back up and walked over to Winston, quickly followed by McCree while the rest of the soldiers began to clean the room. Sniper and 76 never stopped staring at each other, neither of them breaking. Sniper hoisted his rifle over his shoulder walking towards 76. He quickly passed him, purposefully bumping into his shoulder aggressively as he passed, "Wanker." He mumbled, making it loud enough for 76 to hear as he continued down the hall and out of sight.
76 also approached Winston, standing along side Mercy and McCree. "What the hell made Winston go primal?" He asked aloud, just as confused as they were.
"Don't know, and I reckon that Engi ain't be up for a few hours." McCree commented, analyzing Winston's peaceful slumber.
"Well, if he can't tell us," Mercy paused and looked at the security camera in the room, "Maybe the security feed will." She finished as McCree and 76 both looked at the same camera she was.
Classified Location Team Rainbow Headquarters 1454 Hours
Doc, Twitch, Rook and Montagne all exited their dropship, duffel bags hoisted over there shoulders. Montagne carried his shield in his left and and held the duffle bag in his right, Doc carried a variety of medical supplies, Twitch carried a case full of tools and drone parts, and Rook carried an armor bag filled with ceramic trauma plates. There were soldiers awaiting their arrival, standing attentive to their superiors. "Your bunks are this way sirs, and ma'am." He said, making a sharp 90 degree turn to the right and walking down the hall.
The four shrugged and followed, they already knew where to go from their previous stayings here. But hey, let the rookies do their jobs. The two rookies lead them through the base, pointing out areas like the shooting range, close quarters combat training facility, medical bay, workshop, and weapons testing facility. Montagne rolled his eyes, he knew where and how to get to everything. Just the fact that he already could've been at his bunk, unloading his things. The thought of walking this slowly annoyed him too much.
After what seemed like miles, they finally reached their bunks. All setting their gear by the beds and relaxing a little before called to duty.
'All Team Rainbow Operators, please report to the planning room immediately.' A voice over the intercom commanded strictly, demanding their presence asap.
"Guess we're already going into action." Rook joked, grabbing his armor bag and already leaving the room.
Doc and Montagne sighed heavily, they actually wanted a moment to relax and get settled in the old base again. Twitch caught notice of this, "Don't be such big babies you two, we'll get to relax after this. We're probably just gonna get briefed." She scolded them, quickly following Rook out of the room and leaving the two alone.
"She has a point." Montagne said, already getting up and grabbing his shield.
"Doesn't she always?" Doc sarcastically asked, following Montagne as they both walked to the planning room.
The halls were narrow, soldiers were still moving supplies from room to room. Seems like the base wasn't in full operational conditions yet. Montagne decided to holster his shield on his back so he would be able to maneuver easier. Doc just stayed behind him, following his comrade.
They slipped through large crowds, and let large supply carriers walk by. This lasted for another ten minutes until the finally reached the planning room. Montagne took his shield off his back and let it rest firmly in his left hand. Doc and Montagne both observed the room, seeing many familiar faces.
Rook, and Twitch were obviously there. Followed by many others from other Counter Terrorist organizations, such as, The Navy Seals, Spetsnaz, S.A.T, S.A.S, F.B.I S.W.A.T, and The G.E.O. Doc caught notice of Alexsandr Senaviev and Maxim Basuda, otherwise known as 'Tachanka' and 'Kapkan'. Tachanka was fiddling with his RP-46 'Degtyaryov' Machine Gun, attaching a bullet-proof glassed face shield on it. Kapkan was doing what he usually did, fiddling and creating snares and other forms of traps. 'I swear that's his hobby.' Doc thought, looking away from Kapkan to see who else was there.
Montagne also caught eye of the Spetsnaz operators, but instead of seeing Tachanka and Kapkan, he saw Timur Glazkov and Shurhrat Kessikbayev, 'Glaz' and 'Fuze'. Glaz was adjusting his scope, looking in and out of it to see if it was sighted in or not. Of course he couldn't shoot to make sure, but the guy was nearly one of the best snipers in the world, he didn't need to shoot to sight it in. Fuze on the other hand, was doing anything really. He was just leaned up against the wall, cross armed as he looked around the room. Fuze never talked much, always seemed at ease with machines rather than people. The man was a master craftsman, but poor at conversation.
Rook and Twitch were talking to Masaru Enatsu and Yumiko Imagawa, aliased as 'Echo' and 'Hibana'. "So how did you program your drone to hover and stick to the ceilings?" Twitch asked, truly amazed at the craftsmanship of this unique drone.
"Ah, ah, ah. Every craftsman must have a secret or two. What I would like to know is how your drone works, it seems like a marvel of design." Echo praised, inspecting Twitch's unique RSD Model 1 Shock Drone.
Twitch was disappointed that Echo wouldn't say, so she decided to play the same trick on him. "As you said, every craftsman must have a secret or two." She replied smugly, getting a smirk from Echo in response.
"Touché." He stated as he put the drone back down.
Before any more words could be discussed, a military Commander walked into the room. "Commander on deck!" Craig Jenson, or 'Blackbeard' yelled, getting everyones attention. Everyone looked towards the Commander, all standing attention.
"At ease operators. Gather around, our enemies have struck." He said as he walked around the holotable, turning it on to make a holographic map of Numbani appear.
The operators did as they were ordered, gathering around the holotable to hear what had happened, and their plan of attack was. "What's the situation sir?" Meghan Castellano, alias 'Valkyrie' asked, standing next to Blackbeard, who was cross armed and studying the map.
"Akande Ogundimu has broken out of Numbani's maximum security prison." He stated as a red light appeared on the map, showing where the prison was.
"Doomfist sir?" Jack Estrada, 'Pluse', asked with a concerned look.
"Yes. We believe he has contacted Talon, or they have aided his escape and they are sending reinforcements to retrieve him. Letting him escape is not an option, as one of Talon's leaders, him escaping would only strengthen them. But retaining him, would be a huge win for us." A green, blue, yellow, and orange light appeared on the map, all within vicinity of each other.
"We're sending you all in to recapture him. You'll all be going in four teams, Alpha team will be occupied by Montagne, Rook, Doc, Blackbeard, Kapkan, Sledge, Smoke, IQ, Blitz, and Fuze. Bravo team will be occupied by Thermite, Thatcher, Ash, Jackal, Twitch, Pulse, Hibana, Buck, and Valkyrie. Charlie team will be occupied by Glaz and Echo. Delta team will be occupied by Tachanka, Frost, Bandit, Jäger, Castle, Mute, Caviera, Mira, and Capitão." He explained, looking at every operator in the room, making sure they attained their information.
"Alpha team, you'll be dropped off at this entry point." The commander said as he pointed to the green light, which was in the middle of the city. "If Talon has already arrived by the time you get there, you'll be the shield of this assault. You'll be taking most of the fire as you advance towards the prison. This will be the distraction that Bravo team needs to get into the Prison and secure it. Bravo team, you'll be entering here," He paused and pointed towards the blue light, which was relatively close to the prison. "We believe that Doomfist has released all of the prisoners and they are slaughtering the guards. I want you all to get in there and resecure the prison, get as many guards as you can out of there. And shoot to kill only if necessary, retain the prisoners if you can. If you secure the prison before Alpha team can advance on Doomfist, then you'll come through here, flanking him and limiting his escape routes." As he spoke, a red line appeared from the prison and met with Alpha teams entry point.
The commander paused and looked at Glaz and Echo, "Glaz, Echo, you two will be placed on the rooftops. Glaz, you'll be surveillance and Overwatch. Let Alpha and Bravo Team know what's going on down there. Echo, you'll be guarding Glaz, if he's made, they'll no doubt come looking for him." He explained as he pointed at the yellow light.
"Finally Delta Team, you'll be secure a fallback point if Alpha team needs to retreat, the Doomfist gantlet is being held in that building. So Talon will be coming for you. Set your defenses, and prepare for the fight of your lives. Any questions?" He asked, scanning the room for any raised hands.
"Sir? The G.S.G 9, the J.T.F 2, and the B.O.P.E are still not here." Seamus Cowden, 'Sledge', said through his gas mask.
"They've already been briefed and they'll meet you at their entry points." The commander told them, answering to be what seemed like the only statement given. The commander looked around the room once again, seeing if anyone had anything to add. "You're dropships are awaiting you departure. Be careful gentleman, Doomfist is not a threat to be taken lightly. If he gets his hands on that gantlet, there's no telling what will happen. Now, go make sure that Talon knows Team Rainbow is back in action." The commander said to them all, ending with a grin of confidence, "Dismissed." He ordered, allowing all of them to grab their weapons and group up with their designated squads.
The engines of the four dropships roared as the twenty-two operators all split up, and got on each of the dropships. The hanger echoed as each dropship lifted off, exiting the hanger and making it's way straight to Numbani.
Ecopoint Antarctica, Overwatch Ecopoint Fallback Base 0805 Hours
Mercy, 76, and McCree were all analyzing the footage from the security feed. All speeding through it to see when Winston went primal. "There!" 76 shouted, "Rewind it." He ordered, getting one of the grunts to rewind the footage. "Play it from there." He ordered in a low tone.
"Woah there pardner, calm down. I apologize. Look, I'm just in a rush is all. Lena took the news pretty hard and I want to get back to comfort her." He explained, lifting his hands up to his shoulders.
"What news?" Winston asked plainly, turning his head towards Engi.
Engi was about to answer, but he shut his mouth. "Now is not the best time Winston, how 'bout we just finish what we need to do." Engi said hastily, seeming to try and change the subject.
"Dell," Winston said slowly, turning his entire body to face Engi. He took off his glasses and gave a look of sadness that can make anyone's heart hurt. "What. Happened?" He finished in a firm yet sad tone. Staring into Engi's eyes from across the room.
Engi looked away, closing his eyes and turning his head towards the floor. "We... We lost..." Engi stuttered, looking like he was holding back tears.
"We lost who?" Winston asked, getting up and walking towards Engi, standing over him.
"W-we lost..." Engi began to shed tears at thinking of Reinhardt, taking off his goggles and wiping his eyes with a large exhale of air.
Winston put his hand on Engi's shoulder, both comforting him and getting his attention. "What happened Dell?" He asked gently.
"R-Reinhardt. He...he sacrificed himself for us. The courtyard was full of them..we were all going to the dropship. The-there was too many of them. He told us to go, he told us to leave him..." Engi tried explaining the full story, but stuttered through his words.
Winston gave a look of shock, and anger. He turned around and took off his glasses, firmly, yet gently put the on the desk. His skin was changing into a light shade of red. Sparks of electricity were coming from his eyes. "And You Just Left HIM!" He screamed, going into full primal rage and swinging his arm around, smacking Engi into the wall.
"Pause it." 76 ordered again. Crossing his arms and sighing heavily.
"So that's what happened." McCree started, puffing his cigar and sighing as well. "Reckon no one told him, Engi shouldn't have been the one to tell him." He finished, Engi didn't do anything wrong, he just wasn't the person to be telling that kind of news to Winston.
McCree looked at Mercy, wanting her own input on this. But she was just staring back at him, covering her mouth with her hand with tears rolling down her cheeks. "Is Reinhardt really..." She started to ask, her voice quivering between words.
McCree closed his eyes tightly, "Yes Ang, he's gone." He sadly stated. McCree put her arms around her and pulled her close as she sobbed in his arms. Mercy was always like a sister to him. And he would be lying to say that he didn't find her attractive way back in the day. In fact he still does, but times have changed. "It's alright Ang, let it out. Let it out..." He repeated gently.
Everyone but 76, McCree, Mercy, and one other soldier were still in the room. Engi was taken to the infirmary, Lena and Pyro going with him to watch over him. Winston was also taken to the infirmary, under heavy guard. No telling what he'll do when he wakes up. Heavy also went to the infirmary to check up on Medic, see if he's awake yet. The room was filled with silence other than Mercy's heavy sobs.
Suddenly, the computer screen on Winston's desk started to set of some kind of siren. There was a red flashing on the screen that and Athena's voice yelling, "Warning! Akande Ogundimu has broken out of Numbani maximum security prison! Immediate action is advised!" The message kept on repeating for another minute.
"You've got to be kidding." McCree said, still holding onto Mercy but looking at the screen. Which now showed video feed of Doomfist breaking his cells wall and walking out of it.
"We need to get a team over there now." 76 said, gritting his teeth at the image. "That punk isn't getting away on my watch!" He yelled as he picked up his pulse rifle.
"I'll go." McCree said, looking up at 76 with the most serious face he's ever seen.
Mercy wiped her eyes and pushed herself off of McCree, "I'll-I'll go too." She stuttered, sniffling a little.
"You sure Ang?" McCree asked, "You just found about Rein, you should have some time to cope with the situation." He told her, looking down at her with a concerned look.
She wiped her nose with another sniffle, "Yes, I'm fine. Reinhardt sacrificed himself knowing that we would put an end to Talon. And recapturing Doomfist will be the first step." She told them confidently, wiping her eyes as well.
"What about some of the mercs? They'd probably be a big help because Akande hasn't seen encountered any of them before." McCree suggested, stroking his beard.
"Not a bad idea, I'll assemble the team. You two get your gear and get a dropship ready. If Akande wants a fight, he's gonna get one." 76 boldly stated before running out of the room, pulse rifle in hand.
Mercy and McCree did as they were ordered. Mercy returned to the infirmary and changed into her Valkyrie suit. She met McCree at the hanger, who got Johnny Mike, one of there best pilots, to fly them there. 76 soon returned with a large group of soldiers, 30 in total. Along with Soldier, Demo, and Spy. Before he got into the dropship, he turned and faced all of the soldiers he had brought. "Alright men, listen up. Akande Ogundimu has broken out of Numbani's maximum security prison. Most of you might know him as Doomfist. Some of you might not know him at all. He's very dangerous, but without his gantlet he's very vulnerable. So we're going to use that to out advantage. We will secure the building that the Doomfist gantlet is in and hold that position until our last breath. If we capture Akande, the battle is won. But if he escapes, we'll never be able to retake Gibraltar. Do this for your families, do this for our fallen comrades, do this...for our home." 76 finished strongly, getting all the soldiers to cheer in response.
Everyone boarded the dropship, checking and loading their weapons. "Athena, download a map of Numbani and display it on the holotable." Johnny Mike commanded, starting the engines and listening to them purr.
"Understood." Athena responded, doing just as she was asked, and displaying the map on the holotable.
Johnny began to lift the dropship off of the ground, being guided out of the hanger by an aircraft marshal. Once given the signal, he gave the engines full speed as he rocketed off towards Numbani. Everyone in the dropship knew this was gonna be a tough fight, maybe even their last. But as they all gathered around the holotable and 76 told them the plan. They all grew confident, and little did they know of who else was on their way to intercept Doomfist. With these odds in their favor, Akande Ogundimu wasn't gonna get away.
New story is out! In all honesty I'm really excited to write this because it's been on my mind for quite awhile, and I really hope you all enjoy it. Please leave constructive criticism or ideas if you have any. They're all greatly appreciated. Guys and gals, once again I hope you enjoyed reading this and I'll talk to you guys in the next one.
-Hunting Brothers