Tracer, Winston and Angela walked through the streets of Paris as inconspicuously as they could as a group of a brightly dressed pilot, a field medic, a gorilla (sorry, scientist) and a gunman over said scientist's shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Considering the circumstances, they didn't get too many weird looks.
"Where's this headquarters again, Steve?" Tracer asked, looking at the gunman slung loosely over Winston's shoulder.
"For the last time. My name is not Steve." The gunman replied bluntly.
"Joey. James. Jacob? Jeremy. Jemerikuai?!" Tracer guessed, clearly annoying the gunman.
"Just call me Steve." The gunman resigned to Tracer's irritating tone.
"Okey doke Steve, back to where we were. Where's this headquarters again?" Tracer asked.
"I told you. It's forty-two Arabesque road, just a few blocks away." 'Steve' buried his face into Winston's back.
"Cool." Tracer turned back to face forward.
"Why did he agree to come with us, Lena?" Angela asked Tracer, under her breath.
"I believe it had something to do with Winston threatening to punch his face in." Tracer looked down at her phone, which now sported a giant crack down the middle of the screen from the minor scuffle in the plane earlier.
"Fair enough." Angela replied, looking over Tracer's shoulder at her phone. "What are you doing?" Angela asked.
"Calling for a replacement plane. We don't want to be stranded here, do we?" Tracer said, still tapping at her phone intensely.
"No, we don't." Angela turned back to face the street.
Soon after, the group arrived at the location 'Steve' had described.
"This doesn't look like a grand hall, Winston." Tracer pointed out to Winston.
"Yes, thank you, Lena." Winston turned to look at Tracer, then said to Steve, "I'm going to put you down, don't try anything stupid, understand?"
"Got it." 'Steve' replied, anger in his eyes. Probably from being beaten in a fight.
"You first, lad." Tracer pointed at 'Steve', then at the door.
"Fine." 'Steve' said, before moving towards the door. Tracer followed slowly, drawing out both of her pistols and having them at the ready at her side. Winston followed, pulling out a miniature version of his Tesla cannon. Angela followed without a weapon, simply stating that she would rather no-one got hurt in this next scenario.
'Steve' opened the door slowly and walked in as quickly as he could, followed by Tracer, who blinked in so they didn't lose him and then took cover behind a crate. Winston commando rolled in, again taking cover behind a crate, and Angela crouched by the door before slowly making her way in and crouching behind a third, much smaller crate, behind the other three.
"What now?" Tracer whispered to Winston.
"Find the intelligence room, I guess.." Winston seemed unsure of the current situation.
Winston was about to move from cover when Tracer noticed movement up above on a balcony level. She threw a small pebble at Winston to get his attention and pointed as inconspicuously as possible at the moving figure. Winston held his thumbs up to show he got the message, before crouching a little lower. In the brief time Tracer had taken to make sure Winston had the message, she noticed the figure had disappeared. Looking around desperately, she saw a laser pointed right at 'Steve's' head. She quickly shouted at 'Steve' to move, which proved to be a mistake, as the bullet may have missed 'Steve' as he rolled out of the way, but she had given up the position of herself and her comrades.
Seeing the laser pointer pointed at Steve again, Tracer blinked to the centre of the room and began to fire upon the assailant, who quickly turned the weapon on her and narrowly missed Tracer as she blinked out of the way.
Winston opened fire with his Tesla cannon and attempted to 'smoke' the assailant off the balcony by electrifying the metal hand rail and floor. This proved to be effective, as the assailant jumped down to the floor and began to fire at Tracer, before she blinked away to one edge of the massive warehouse. Angela slowly moved around to where Tracer was. Tracer saw the medic behind her and threw one of her pistols at her to use.
Winston and (against her better judgement) Angela then opened fire on the assailant who was still focussing on Tracer. Tracer blinked behind the assailant and kicked the gun out of the assailant's hands, sending it skittering away on the floor, before grabbing the assailant's shoulder and pulling them to the ground. The assailant attempted to twist around in Tracer's grip but her hold on the assailant's shoulder was too strong. Flipping the assailant onto their stomach, Tracer put her knee into their back and held both their arms behind their back. Tracer then pulled out a pair of 'Winston's Patented Electric Handcuffs' and clamped them around the assailant's wrists. It was then she noticed four more assailants coming into the room from the opposite end. Angela climbed onto the balcony level while Winston jumped to take care of the four assailants on the balcony, while Tracer jumped up off of the first assailant's back and picked up her pistol, blinking behind the three assailants who had just entered on the ground, before proceeding to knock out two of them with the end of her pistol. The third knocked the gun out of her hand and she proceeded to engage with him through hand to hand combat.
Up on the balcony, Winston grabbed one of the assailants and flung him off of the balcony, sending him crashing into a crate and destroying it, spilling .303 rifles and ammunition everywhere. Winston grabbed another assailant around the legs and smashed his back on the hand rail of the balcony, bending his body almost into a semi-circle before Winston let go of him and he was sent crashing to floor.
Back on the ground, Tracer's opponent moved closer to the door through which he entered through and was promptly knocked out by Winston's former opponent. Tracer then blinked up to the balcony to help Winston and Angela. Angela threw Tracer's pistol back to her and in one fluid motion caught it and began to open fire on the two remaining assailants. Winston grabbed one and smashed his body against the solid concrete wall. No surprise, he crashed to the floor, unconscious.
Tracer emptied a clip into the final assailant's stomach, grabbed his shoulders before flipping herself and him over the balcony hand rail and sent them plummeting towards the ground, letting go and blinking up to the balcony at the last minute. He crashed to the floor with a hard thud, and lay there on the floor barely moving.
"So.. uh.. Intelligence?" Tracer asked Winston.
"Not here." Winston said. "It was a red herring."
"Perfect. Now that intelligence that we were looking for will be destroyed and.." Tracer was interrupted by a loud gun shot that just barely missed Angela. Looking over at the origin of the shot, Tracer saw that 'Steve' had helped himself to the .303 rifles and ammunition and decided to open fire on them.
Tracer blinked down to fire upon him and realised, just in time, that she hadn't reloaded. 'Steve' opened fire on Winston and Angela, who both ducked for cover.
The building was suddenly rocked by a massive explosion that sent the former gunman flying away and crashing into the floor, where he promptly stopped moving.
Tracer peeked around the corner of the crate she was behind and saw that their saviour was standing in the doorway.
"Gee, thanks, man!" Tracer called out, as she stood up and sat on top of the crate.
"Looked like you guys needed a bit of help!" The man in the doorway shouted to the three of them.
"We did!" Winston called, before he and Angela both jumped down to join Tracer.
That's it for chapter number three! Thanks for reading once again, I hope that it's been entertaining for you to read. So, who do you think the mysterious saviour is? It's probably really obvious, but let me know you're theories anyway! Hopefully the next chapter will be up in a day or two so stay tuned. Thanks again for all the reviews, I really do appreciate them all. The next chapter should have some more action in it, so if you like that it should be great!
