"They have the whole place surrounded. What the hell are they plannin'?" Jesse growled, ducking under one of the cracked windows. A bullet came through where his head was seconds ago.
"Damn."
"How did they get so many of us trapped?" Angela asked,trying to stay out of sight. There was a dozen Overwatch agents in the warehouse, all oblivious to the ambush until they were trapped.
The warehouse intercom system cracked and boomed to life.
"Hola! I heard a little birdy told you about this place." The voice was staticy but sounded like a hispanic female.
"I think the birdy set you up!" Laughter followed.
"Overwatch has been getting on a few nerves, so we decided it's time you met one of our finest assets. Consider yourselves lucky, not a lot of people get to meet her. Enjoy!" The intercom grew silent.
"Can't be that bad. One agent against all of us. Right?" Lena asked over the com.
"One agent they think is capable of taking on all of us? I'll admit, I'm a little scared." Hana replied.
"We got a fire on the south entrance of the first floor!" Lucio yelled.
"Over here at the stairs to the second floor too." Ana chimed in.
"Are we still surrounded?" Angela asked. Jesse peeked out the window and ducked down to quickly avoid another bullet.
"That would be a yes."
"Are they going to try and watch us burn to death?" Hana screamed. Angela's brow furrowed and she frowned.
"We need to group up. Where should we be that's far enough from the fire so we can figure out a plan?" Angela sent through the coms.
"Oh yeah, let's all group up and make us easier to kill for whatever psycho they let set the building on fire!" Hana said sarcastically.
"The north side, first floor. Group up there, but stay vigilant. There is an enemy agent in here with us." Reinhart boomed. Angela nodded to Jesse and they made their way through the warehouse. Angela gave a start when they turned a corner and Ana ran into them. She gave them a salute and they went to continue, but Jesse pulled them back against a wall. He held a finger to his lips and listened. There was something besides the normal warehouse noises. Someone was calling softly.
"Overwatch… I know one of you can hear me." It wasn't like the intercom voice. It was a person, female, spoken softly but somewhere in the warehouse close to them.
"You should stop me Overwatch… stop me before I do this again." Jesse repeated what he had heard to the other two, who looked equally confused.
"Is it a taunt?" Angela asked.
"We are about to find out." Jesse commented, nodding his head to the side. A figure in black tactical gear and helmet was slowly working through the warehouse hall, thought they had yet to see the small group.
"Should we risk trying to take them in alive?" Angela asked. Ana raised her rifle taking aim. A small pop was the only sound, hitting the figure in the back shoulder. They turned, and started to run towards the group, fire erupting from their hands.
Two more pops and Ana lowered her gun. The figure swayed and hit the floor, helmet bouncing off the ground with a crack.
"Oh look; I stopped them." Ana smirked.
"Who the hell can take more then one of those and stay upright?" Jesse looked at the two sleep dart canisters in the chestplate and back at Ana. Angela ran toward them, checking them over.
"Mein Gott!" Angela gasped, hand flying to her mouth.
"I didn't kill them!" Ana said quickly.
"What?" Jesse asked at the same time. Angela pulled down the collar of the jacket so the others could see better.
"It's an obedience collar."
The carrier was crowded, and Angela kept insisting that they shut up to let her concentrate.
"Why are we bringing in the Talon agent that was sent to kill us?" Lena asked from the cockpit.
"Talon Asset, not agent." Reinhart corrected.
"Pftt! What's the difference?" Hana asked.
"Asset implies she was used more as a tool then an agent. Just give me space to work please!" Angela demanded shooing them all away.
"How long will she stay under?" Hana asked.
"Long enough." Angela answered.
Allegra's eyes were so heavy, but it is something she is used to after missions. The head pounding ache from waking up from sedatives was familiar to her. But the smells were new. She cracked open her eyes, she wasn't in her room. She tried setting up, but found that both of her wrists were cuffed to side rails on the bed. She gave a quick jerk to test the strength.
"They are not very strong. You could break them if you tried. It's more of a trust thing." A blonde woman in a white lab coat came into the room. Allegra smirked, but relaxed back onto the bed.
"Overwatch is either incredibly trusting or incredibly stupid. I was sent to kill all of you and you just take me home with you?"
"You asked Overwatch for help, and now here we are."
"I didn't ask for help." Allegra bit out sharply.
"I told you to stop me. I assumed you would have just killed me. No that it matters anymore. Talon will follow me here." The blonde shook her head, reading at the clipboard in her hands.
"Do you often have these suicidal thoughts?" Writing something down now, concern in her eyes.
"What?" Allegra was clearly confused.
"As your health care physician I need to determine your state of mental health. Having suicidal thoughts would mean taking precautions that may interfere with the normal healing process."
Allegra growled before turning her head, completely ignoring the other woman. The doctor sighed and left the room, closing the door behind her.
"She's awake." The doctor said softly on the other side of the door. Allegra listened in.
"Did she have anything to say?" A man asked.
"I didn't ask. She is my patient, and I will worry about her health before anything else."
"She works for Talon. She should be in a cell not in your medical wing." Another voice said.
"She asked for our help!" The doctor argued.
"We don't even know what she is! I doubt your safety precautions are good enough."
"Jesse, can you scent anything? There is still a large amount of suppressants and other chemicals in her blood, but maybe you can have an idea of what she might be." There was a pause, and Allegra could imagine someone scenting the air by the door.
"Sorry Angie, all I get is the scent of hot metal."
"Hot metal?"
"Don't know how else to describe it."
"No… it would make sense. She is a fire type." Allegra rolled her eyes and lost interest, choosing instead to go back to sleep. Talon would be here soon to collect her, so nothing else mattered.
Angela was in the main medical ward with Jesse and Winston, finishing their conversation unaware they had been overheard.
"There is still a huge list of species she could be." Angela frowned.
"You should spend less time worrying about what she is and more about what she is capable of. We need Jesse to question her as soon as possible." Winston argued.
"Her saftey…" Angela started, quickly interrupted by Winston.
"Her safety may be your concern, but the safety of every agent on the base is mine. Jesse can at least determine her threat level now. The other questions can wait until she's out of your bay and into one of the more secure cells." Jesse leaned back against the wall, chewing on a toothpick when Angela leveled him with a glare. As if this whole thing was his fault.
"He can come back when I'm sure the sedatives have completely worked out of her system. I'll let you know." She quickly walked past them to her small office, dismissing them.
"Why does she always try and save the lost causes?" Winston groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Lost causes don't usually come in this variety." Jesse pushed off the wall, following Winston from the room.
"You weren't there Winston. There something about this one that's not normal." Winston looked at the man and sighed.
"When is anything we do here normal?"