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Chapter 1: Memories of Yesterday.

Unknown Location - Talon Medical Installations - 6 Years Ago

Moira stood behind the reinforced one-way window, beside her was Gabriel Reyes as he asked "How are the most recent subjects..?" Moira gave him a flat look, then replied "30 Is gaining more control over his abilities, 29 broke her record on the firing range, and 25 has been neutralized..."

Gabriel then looked at her and asked "And 31..?" his tone cold, calculated, and harsh. Moira looked at Gabriel with a softer expression then replied in a low tone "...31 has shown to have the traits of most, if not all the host's blood we transfused him with.. He has been getting a better hold of his teleportation ability, he has started making more complex designs with his Substance, and lastly he has finally entered the physical development faze for more developed muscle mass.."

Gabriel nodded, turned on his heel, walked to the door and stated "If he can't fight, I'll throw him to the incinerator... So don't get too attached to it..." The door closed and Moira growled, and muttered "Don't tell me how to treat my child.."

Moira's Quarters - 10 PM

Moira stepped out of the bathroom in a white blouse and pair of pants, waiting for her on the small couch was 31, her son. She watched him try to make a spring-loaded dart gun, but fail as the spring sprung out of place, making him sigh and make the object vanish into thin air.

Moira sat beside her son and asked "You okay, pup?" He looked up at her, even though he was born a year ago, he already was six years old, and replied "Can't make what the man in black wants..." She gave 31 a sad glance, then picked him up and whispered "Remember, you are not alone, if you want help, just ask."

31 nodded, held onto Moira and teleported with her towards their bedroom. While Moira was in charge of the R&D team for Talon, her privileges were limited. One example being that she had to share a Cot with her only legitimate son.

31 practically curled into a ball as Moira laid down and held him close, then recalled what Gabriel said.

"Don't get attached to it."

She knew 31 was the most unique out of the AB program, but while being unique was welcoming in their eyes, it simply wasn't enough, they wanted more.

- 5 Years Ago -

31 was tossed through one of the many fake walls of the training hall, 30 dashed over to Gabriel as he shot the kid down and dodged a shot from 29, who fired at him with deadly accuracy.

31 teleported beside 29 and gave her an extra mag of ammo before jumping away from her. Moira watched, 31 was now 9 and he was making progress, teleporting more frequently and accurately where he wanted to go, and making actual firearms.

30 growled and reached at Gabriel, sending various pieces of rubble and shrapnel his direction. Gabriel teleported out of the way and hid behind cover, making Moira smirk, press the intercom button and state "Simulation over, lay down your arms." Gabriel sighed and came out of cover, 30 growled and threw a hand up in frustration, 29 handed 31 the rifle and watched him make it fade away.

31 looked sick, he hurried towards the bathroom and started throwing up, much to Gabriel's disapproval. Moira sighed and wrote down "Subject 31 still shows signs of significant strain when utilizing substance and teleportation, will try new medication to reduce heart rate and blood pressure."

Gabriel entered the observation room, dragging an exhausted 31 with him as he asked "Will he be able to handle the final phase of the training program?" Moira glared at him and walked up to him while stating "He is still young... His body will adapt..."

31 watched as both Gabriel and Moira had a stare down, both refusing to back off, both prepared to argue. But, Gabriel had other matters to attend, and left, leaving dark clouds in his wake. Moira looked down at 31 and sighed, only asking him "Are you alright, pup?"

31 nodded as he got up, then asked Moira "What's his problem?" referring to Gabriel. Moira sighed and explained "He just wants results... But doesn't understand that this takes time..." She helped 31 out of his combat clothing, dense armor plates sown onto a white full body suit with red stripes. Underneath he only had his shorts, and the cuts and bruises from training.

She sighed, then asked him "Do they still hurt? Anything feels strange?" 31 nodded and lifted his left arm, revealing a large bruise on his side. She looked at the dark skin and grabbed a thin pad and rubbed it gently over his bruise before strapping it over it. She did this with two more pads then stated "That should ease the pain and inflammation... Now.. You hungry?"

31 smiled and nodded as Moira handed him a white shirt and waited for him to get dressed. 31 put the shirt on and walked beside Moira, all the guards on the way stating "Ma'am, Abel." in a passable manner.

The guards had started giving the AB's nicknames, like Abby for AB-07, and so on. Moira found the nicknames rather unnecessary, but it did give the subjects a sense of identity, made them feel like more than just another number, so she allowed it.

However she had a bad feeling something was gonna happen real soon. Recently a lot of Talon operatives had been mobilized, bases had been abandoned, and entire black projects cancelled, all except the AB program. But the thing was that the AB program hadn't received any funds, she hadn't received any support from either researchers, staff or guards, and all this didn't sit well with her.

Then Amelie, one of her closest friends and well trusted agents, had gone rogue out of the blue. Something was definitely going on, and no one was telling her what.

- 4 years Ago -

Abel stood beside 29 and 30, or as the guards started calling him, Cain, in the middle of the combat room. All around them were combat drones armed with live munitions, high tech scanners and advanced AI's. Cain growled as he reached for two and grabbed them with his telekinesis and used them to smash the others apart.

Abel quickly made 29 a Springfield rifle and tossed it to her, then teleported behind Cain and pulled him back as a drone nearly shot him. 29 pulled the bolt back in the blink of an eye and started shooting the drones, every shot dropping one without hesitation.

Cain quickly tore a part of the floor off and used it a cover while Abel put his palms together, then pulled them apart to reveal thr black fluid known as Substance and made himself both an M1911 and Mauser C96 pistol.

The drones started going around them as 29 ran out of ammo and yelled to Abel "Need more clips!"

Abel tossrd her three more stripper clips, then teleported to one of the groups of drones flanking them and started filling them with lead. 29 reloaded then fired again, while Cain charged at them and punched the first one in the chest, using his telekinesis to increase the damage, and cause them to shatter.

In the observation room Gabriel watched them, the three were doing great, with Cain being the one he watched closest. Moira stood beside him and asked "Finally how you wanted them?"

Gabriel nodded then stated "Yes.. Tomorrow they will go on the field and start with their missions..." Moira turned to look at him and asked "What?"

Gabriel looked at her and repeated "Tomorrow they will start their field missions, as in no more simulations and training..." Moira scowled at Gabriel and stated "They are still in their child phase, you can't-"

"Then their missions should be easier... No one would shoot a child in this day and age..." Gabriel said in an amused tone, then told her "Your contributions have been of great help doctor... But we need to speed up the timetable... Now you will not go unrewarded... You have a 48 hour head start to pack and leave before we search for you and terminate you..." Moira went wide eyed, then watched as Gabriel pulled out his shotgun and aimed it at her as he stated "Starting now.."

Moira glared at Gabriel, and warned him "This will not go how you plan, Gabriel.." then stepped out into the hall and hurried to pack. Gabriel then walked up to the intercom, pressed the small button and ordered "Simulation Over, lay your arms down."

Abel and Cain looked around in a confused manner, but obeyed the order as Talon guards entered and escorted them out. None aware of Moira leaving, not even Abel, instead they were taken to the lab and given their daily "Medication" which was just emotional suppressors and anesthetics.

- 3 Years Ago -

Abel and Cain both sat in the back of the transport along side the common Talon mercs, with the pilot playing "Fortunate Son" full blast on the PA system.

Abel tapped his foot lightly on the metal floor as the merc captain explained "Our mission is to siege and destroy a small town on the edge of Uzbekistan and locate a defected unit of Talon... These traitors are armed and dangerous, and have stolen a good amount of Intel from our private servers... The mission is to eliminate every single defector, kill all witnesses and destroy any evidence they might have on our Intel.. Understood?"

Abel was already fifteen, while Cain was 18, both nodded and took their seat belts off and walked to the rear loading doors. Abel looked at Cain and asked "Basic load out, or support?"

The doors opened, letting Cain see the small population from above, he could clearly see them fortifying the town and replied "Support.. Plus extra ammunition..."

Abel nodded and lowered the neck of his combat gear as one of the mercs injected him with a light sedative and watched Abel put his hands together then pull them apart, holding a large blob of Substance with both hands.

Abel took his seat again and got to work as the pilot lowered the volume and told them "ETA in five minutes!" The other mercs stood up and grabbed their equipment and weapons before walking up to Cain as the transport turned around and flew towards the town.

The transport flew low and slow, allowing the team to jump down without risk of permanent damage. Abel stayed as he finished his weapons, a single-action Army , Lewis gun and a flamethrower on his back. Then Abel jumped off and teleported so he would land beside Cain.

Both brothers put on their helmets, Abel's being a modernized black Stahlhelm with a visor welded onto the front, while Cain's was a perfectly smooth white mask with no distinguishing features what so ever. Then the mercs made their way into the building in the center of the town.

Abel walked behind them while Cain walked in front of them, then whispered "Surround the building, take a target, then fire on my mark." They nodded and split up, while Cain pointed at a nearby rooftop, making Abel nod and teleport up to it and set his Lewis gun down.

Abel watched Cain climb the building then peek inside the window, his target was surrounded by body guards. He sighed, then radioed in "Target spotted, you guys got your targets?" He received beeps, all confirming his question, then ordered "Fire."

The silent shots hit their targets as Cain jumped in and tackled his target down as his guards fell dead. Abel watched them, but heard movement on the streets and looked down, finding at least two dozen defectors surround the building, while snipers got in position.

Abel swallowed and radioed in "Guys... You are surrounded, should i engage the enemy?"

Cain peeked outside and saw them, then replied "Give'em hell."

Abel quickly put the Lewis gun under the gas tank on his back before teleporting to every sniper and silently cutting their throats. By the time the last one was dead he had grabbed the flamethrower's nozzle and started pouring fuel down onto the Defectors.

They were surprised and looked up, finding Abel's finger on the ignition valve and lighting them up. They screamed as the ones that didn't get drenched in fuel fired at Abel, making him jump down and burn them head on.

Cain and the others took aim from the windows, the mercs shooting while Cain threw sharp pieces of shrapnel at them. The civilians caught between the fire fight tried running away, just to be shot or burned down. Cain sliced his way through the onslaught of enemy until he reached Abel and asked with a painfully casual tone "Saw any more coming?"

Abel stopped firing and threw his bayonet over Cain, nailing a sniper to the wall as Cain just flicked his wrist and cut the Sniper's body up with a long piece of jagged metal. Abel sigh, and replied with "About ten more coming down the road.." while making his flamethrower disappear and equipping his Lewis Gun.

Cain and Abel both looked at one another, nodded, then walked down the street, mowing down any person, defectors and civilian. The night was filled with shooting, screaming and burning, by the time the time the sun came up there was no town left, there was only ash, rubble and corpses.

- 1 Year Ago -

Abel sat on the medical table, his body covered with sensors pads and small needles, the doctors and nurses all going about the regular check up routine. Gabriel watched them as the head doctor handed him a pad and explained "He is perfectly healthy, for a prisoner who is hardly fed that is, his psych check came out all green, and his emotions seem to be kept under wraps with constant sedatives for the most part.."

Gabriel looked at the doctor and asked menacingly "The most part..?" The doctor sighed and explained "The suppressor have been doing their job... But he is becoming increasingly less content, he is going through the emotional phase in his life were someone usually is there for him... In other words, he is falling into depression... Sir."

Gabriel looked at Abel, he had noticed him being less vocal about anything, even with Cain. He sighed then asked "Have we given him antidepressants?" The doctor nodded and replied "Yes, he is being administered a large dose of antidepressants nearly daily, they work... But i worry that if he ever stops taking them.. Or we don't administer them... That he might break down and go full on suicidal on us."

Gabriel looked at the doctor, then asked "Does anyone else know?" The doctor replied by shaking his head, then left to escort Abel back to his room, leaving Gabriel sighing in disappointment.

Talon Support Base - Unknown Location - Present Day

The alarms were blaring out, the troops were moving all the valuable equipment and high tech weapons onto transport shuttles as quickly as they humanly could. Gabriel hurried down to the halls as the scientists avoided colliding into him.

He eventually arrived to the main lab, where one scientists locked himself in and was on a terminal, sending the SOS out for the world to see, making Gabriel ask "Why?"

The scientists turned to look at Gabriel as he picked up the keyboard and rammed his knee through it then replied "Someone has to put a stop to this project... It's getting out of hand."

Gabriel tried opening the door, but found it sealed and with the locks overwritten, making thr Scientist continue "These... Things... They aren't just weapons... They are the end for Christ sake! 30 can practically erase us all if he tried... And 31... He's a walking-"

Gabriel walked over to a terminal on his side of the sealed door and started typing, while stating "... That's why we made them... And that's why we control them... Now... Doctor... Have a pleasant death..."

He hit enter and cut off all electricity to the laboratory, and subsequently, the air flow. Gabriel then left silently down towards the holding cells, where most of the prisoners had already been executed, say for two.

Abel and Cain.

Gabriel looked at Abel, he had proven nothing more than to be a waste of time and resources, and all for what? A support member? No. Gabriel turned to look at Cain, absolutely obedient, never giving an order a second thought, never feeling anything. Perfection.

Gabriel entered Abel's cell, only stating "Get up... And don't move..." as he pulled out his shotgun.

Abel did as he was told, stood before Gabriel and asked "What are you gonna do?" Gabriel didn't reply, instead he aimed at Abel's face and simply told him "Light's out.." then pulled the trigger, making Abel fall back unceremoniously before landing with a underwhelming "Thud."

Gabriel then turned on his heel, walked to Cain's cell and told him "Follow me. Don't ask questions. Don't disobey." then opened the door and walked back to the hangar, where both go on a transport and left the facility.

- 1 Hour Later -

76 and Genji entered the facility, the place was all kinds of torn up, worthless papers and office materials scattered all over the floor, empty crates and containers, and no one in sight.

After securing the hangar and confirming it was safe, 76 gave the green light to the others to join them. Entering the hangar first was Mercy, with D. Va right behind her and lastly Winston.

They all got together as 76 explained the plan in a stern tone "Mercy, you and Hana are gonna search the lower levels of the facility. Genji, you will go with Winston to the upper levels, I'll see what i can find on this floor... But i got a bad feeling we missed our chance to get anything good..."

The team nodded, and as Mercy opened the first doorway, making Hana muttered "I got a bad feeling about this..."

Alright, i think you guys need an explanation. First off, i went on a hiatus to think on what to do about the goddamn issues and complaint i have been getting, and the result was agreeing with myself and some other writers (Let's not point fingers, all the writers i asked for an opinion don't follow Failure and gave me a strictly objective opinion on what is wrong) that a Rewrite was needed to fix the past mistakes. Secondly, death threats are really stupid guys, especially when it's over a FANFICTION of all things.

And lastly, and something i really, really have to try and get through to those who really don't like the fic: Don't like it? Read something you do. I can easily identify at least ten different people who aren't happy with the fic, and i won't try and make you like it, but is it really necessary to stay and throw shit, not just at me and the fic, but at the other 225-235 people who publicly all follow and like the fic? I'm being nice here and trying to disarm this before it gets out of hand FOR THE FORTH TIME and asking you to please, read something you like, not just from my part, but from all theirs.

Now for those who have been waiting for the past four to five months, i am sorry. I let the haters have a win, but something they just won't ever get is that I might have made myself write this fic at the beginning, but now i'm writing it for you guys because you deserve better, plus, what better way to start again than (a little over) a year after i joined FF?

Now... I'm back in the Trenches... and I hope You Enjoy.

P.S: Chapters may take longer to upload due to making them longer and being passed through multiple spell checks and grammar checks, no established upload dates, Sorry.