Not an inch of sunlight peeked out from under the grey shaded fluffy clouds that slowly swept across the countryside sky. The morning was dull, and dry, the humidity rising quickly as the day began. Animals in the nearby forest reluctantly splashed around in small puddles and ponds, trying to cool off their small bodies from the heat. Although the day was ugly and the heat could almost choke a person, Overwatch's plans still had to go through. It was exactly 7:23 AM. Earlier that morning, at breakfast, all Overwatch students in the facility were told they would be on a break for the next two days. All the students cooed and cheered with happiness that they could have a day off, but their excitement clouded their judgement.
All official Overwatch members would be needed for the mission that was planned that morning. Although the mission was only to gather information, none of the members were sure if something could potentially happen and if something did happen, people needed to be on standby to help.
As the excited faces and voices of the facilities students began to disappear back into their rooms, everything began to go as planned. Tracer and Winston waltzed out of their rooms, both fully dressed in their usual combat attire. Tracer held the same giddy expression she always had and greeted Winston with a "hiya" in her strong British accent. Winston replied with a quick 'hello' and the two buddies made it to the main Overwatch area, where the communications room was located.
The two walked inside, being greeted by their teammate's groggy morning faces. Angela turned from her spot standing beside Pharah, and smiled seeing the two, "Good morning to the both of you. I hope you both are well rested. Jack has been urgently awaiting this mission to start, so when you both are ready he would like for you two to get to Watchpoint," she said with her usual bright personality. Jack, hearing his name, turned to look at the two member's and nodded his head, "She's right. When you two are geared up you must leave for Watchpoint as soon as possible. There is much to do, and we don't have all day to gather information. Go ahead and grab your radio communicators, and your weapons." Tracer nodded and turned towards the large metal table that sat in the center of the room, seeing her Pulse Pistols sitting beside one another on the table. She grabbed the two and smiled, looking at her reflection in the clean metal. Winston, on the other hand, approached Jack with a curious face, "What exactly are you hoping we will find?" He asked looking at the computer screens that were already targeted above Watchpoint Gibraltar. Jack nodded his head and awaited for Tracer, who walked to stand on the other side of him, placing her pistols in two satchels on her hips.
"I need you both to gather information on the criminal activity that has been rising in the past few weeks. Nothing is known about them, and the reports about them have been very vague," Jack turned his head side to side, eyeing the two closely to make sure they were listening, "Whoever these people are they are quick and move quietly, leaving almost no evidence that they were there. The only evidence that proves their existence is the destruction and chaos they leave. No one has been able to give us even a small amount of information on these people. They have no idea what they look like. Almost like their shadows."
Winston and Tracer looked towards one another with a somewhat worried expression, Tracer then breaking the small silence, "I assume you want us to keep as much distance as we can and not engage?" Turning away and walking towards another set of computers on the other side of the room, Jack nodded, motioning for the two to follow behind him, "That is correct. Do not engage unless they do so first. Sombra and Ana here will be watching both of you from the security system that we still have access to at Watchpoint. Please try to check back in every ten minutes. If anything happens, we have back up prepared." Sitting in a swivelling office chair, Sombra turned and gave a quick peace sign with her fingers and then turned back to focus on the computers, typing who knows what into the system.
"Now, if you two are prepared, we have the aircraft ready for you both," Jack said motioning for them to follow Pharah out to show them the aircraft, that was somewhat visible from the long narrow window that looked out towards the launch site at the end of the room. Tracer quickly ran towards Pharah, Winston stopping at the table and grabbing his cleaned Tesla Cannon while checking his barrier projector and jump pack.
"Hey, Captain," Sombra said from down in her seat, looking up toward Jack as she took a break from typing, "Have you seen Gabe? Normally he's up around five and I have yet to see him today." As she spoke, Jack came to the realization that he hadn't seen Gabriel either.
Ana looked towards Sombra and Jack, poking her chin while thinking for a moment, "Hm...now that I think about it Gabriel wasn't at breakfast, and you know how much he hates to miss his meals." Sombra let out a hardy laugh, while Ana chuckled lightly, the two women turning their attention back to the computers in front of them, making sure the aircraft was prepared for take off. Jack couldn't help, but think harder on what Sombra had asked. He turned and eyed the room a bit, Angela noticing his curious expression. She looked towards him for a moment until he locked eyes with her, her expression proving that she already knew who he was looking for. Shaking her head a small frown appeared on her face, Jack sighing silently and nodding his head turning back to Sombra and Ana.
"Alright you two. Is everything ready?" Jack said changing his thoughts back to what was more important right now.
"Yes, Captain, we are ready. Winston, Tracer, are you two ready for take off?" Ana said into the headset that was placed on her head. Tracer and Winston replied with a quick 'yes ma'am' in unison, and Jack nodded hearing the two.
"Go ahead and activate our launch sequence, Sombra," Jack said while Sombra nodded, her nails clicking across the keyboard. In no time Athena's voice could be heard over the intercom, beginning to countdown from ten.
"...7...6…5…"
"Remember you two, check back in every ten minutes. We will all be here in the communications room until you both return. Acquire as much information as possible and keep your distance!" Jack said frantically, reminding the two of his orders.
"You've got it!" Tracer replied.
"...2...1…"
As Athena reached the last second, the aircraft boosters activated, and it launched towards the skies, taking off in the distance.
"Take off was successful, as always!" Sombra said with a bit of a mocking tone, looking up towards Jack with a smirk. All he could do was nod, looking towards her, then Ana, then back towards the screens, "I'm going to leave you all here for a moment. If anything happens radio me as soon as it does. I'm going to go check on something really quick." The two women nodded and continued typing away at the computers.
Jack turned away, walking towards the metal doors as they slid open and closed quietly behind him. Walking quickly he walked towards the East wing of HQ. He knew that if Gabriel was anywhere, he would be there in his room. His face was no longer hid by his tactical visor, so his annoyed yet worried expression was completely visible. Although he tried his best to hide his emotions, Jack didn't always succeed. He and Gabriel could hardly stand one another but they had known each other for a long time, and now that Gabriel was finally back with Overwatch Jack didn't want to risk losing him again. He was an important person to the group.
Approaching the East wing Jack did his best to remember what room number Gabriel stayed in. He lived in the same wing, but hardly ever stayed in his room since he was up most nights working. Remembering room numbers was almost impossible for him. Finally he approached the very last door in the hall and recalled Gabriel arguing with a student to get the room, and after many hours of trying to pull Gabriel off of the young man he finally got the room. Jack scoffed under his breath at the memory and walked towards the door, knocking on the cold metal.
For a moment there was only silence. Then the soft sound of stirring could be heard and then the sound of a couch cushion flexing a bit. Stepping back, the door opened revealing what seemed to be a ghost. Gabriel stood at the same height as Jack, his dead looking brown eyes burning into him. The whites of his eyes were red as if he were crying, but Jack knew that Gabriel never cried so he assumed Gabe had been rubbing them repeatedly. Rolling his shoulders a bit Gabriel groaned, pulling his black wife beater down to get rid of the wrinkles, "Can I help you?" He said in a groggy tone, his voice sounding almost like it had before when he was working with Talon. This threw Jack off for a minute, but he shook it off and a stern look appeared on his face, "Tracer and Winston have already left for their mission. You know that all Overwatch members must be present when a mission is in progress. Not to mention you are an important member of Blackwatch and your skills could be needed if anything goes wrong." Jack continued to hold his serious tone and expression while Gabriel narrowed his eyes a bit.
"Fine. I'll be there shortly...Captain," Gabriel said in a rude, mocking tone while turning away. The door began to shut, but before it could close completely Jack threw his arm out, putting his arm by the sensors so it reopened. Gabriel looked back to the door and turned back around, a bit of anger growing in his eyes, but he could tell Jack's anger was already through the roof.
"Listen here, Gabriel Reyes. I understand you hate me. I understand you want my position because it was taken from you, but that was years ago. Enough is enough. You and I have grown up more than we had before. Whatever is pissing you off can wait until later. You have a job to do, and you must abide by the damn rules! Do you UNDERSTAND ME!?" Jack's voice echoed throughout the corridor, some students popping their heads out of their rooms. Gabriel's eyes widened a bit as Jack raised his voice, this kind of behavior from his teammate not normal. He only assumed that he had messed around with Jack's nerves too much, and now he was paying for it. Jack turned his head a bit to look at the students who were eavesdropping and gave them all sharp glares. Horrified expressions appeared on all of their faces and they immediately disappeared back into their rooms. Jack turned back to Gabriel, his face still as stern as before. Gabriel knew his attitude wouldn't lighten up until he submitted to his order.
"Fine," he said turning back away from him, beginning to walk back to his room, "I'll be down once I get dressed."
Jack moved his hand and the electronic door shut, his expression fading back to his normal resting face. Sighing softly he turned away from the door knowing that his yelling probably got nowhere with Gabriel. He knew something was up with him, but he couldn't quite grasp what it was.
"He's still in the stage of denial."
The voice came suddenly causing Jack to almost fall back on his rear end. He looked up quickly seeing Angela standing against the wall leading into another corridor.
"How long have you been there?" Jack said curiously, approaching her slowly.
"Long enough. I watched you leave and I was curious. I knew you had to be coming to see Gabriel," she said softly moving her head in the direction of Gabriel's room. "Like I said, he's still in the stage of denial."
Jack looked towards Gabriel's room, and then back to the doctor letting out another sigh his expression filled with confusion and worry, "Amélie?" He asked looking into her eyes awaiting her answer. Angela nodded her head with a frown, her eyebrows furrowed a bit, "So it seems. He's acted this way since we brought him and Sombra back from that mission. He denies his feelings when he has checkups, but trust me I know he's lying." He nodded in reply to her statement, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Angela put her hand on his forearm motioning him to walk with her, "I feel he'll never recover from the loss. I don't understand what their relationship was though. She was a cold, emotionless assassin. She remembered nothing, and even if she did, she was married. She couldn't just forget about Gérard. She was head over heels for that man. I'll never forget that wedding," Angela said, walking beside Jack as he listened closely. She shook her head in slight disappointment, hating but also loving the memory.
"If she could have remembered, I feel she wouldn't be able to live with herself. She did kill him after all. Not to mention she was forced to do it. Luckily for Talon they suppressed her memories and emotions enough, so that didn't happen," Jack said bluntly, uncrossing his arms and rolling his neck. "The only contact Amélie and Gabriel had before she was kidnapped was when Gérard was away on missions. He begged Gabriel to watch over her while he was away. He knew that if anyone could protect her it would be Blackwatch."
Angela looked at Jack, pressing her index finger on her chin in thought, "Maybe something happened during those times. Something none of us know about. Gabriel has always been good at hiding things, and it would be easy for Amélie to hide it. We only ever saw her during dinner parties and galas." Angela and Jack locked eyes, her finger still pressed against her chin and he nodded in agreement to her statement. After a few minutes of talking they arrived back at the communications room. Everything seemed to be pretty calm from what the two could see. Jack approached Sombra and Ana while Angela returned back to Pharah's side, the two women instantly sparking a conversation.
"Everything going to plan?" Jack asked, Sombra nodding and Ana looking to him. "Yes everything is fine. They've been doing as you've instructed. They will be landing at Watchpoint in about five minutes," Ana said while Jack looked towards her and then the screen, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched the small dot on the screen that indicated Tracer and Winstons location get closer to Watchpoint.
"Where did you go Amigo?" Sombra questioned Jack as she lifted her arms up, stretching and making a groaning sound. Almost on cue the electric metal doors slid open, Gabriel walking into the room with his usual black and grey attire on. Jack looked towards him as he walked in, Gabriel not looking in his direction. Angela also noticed Gabriel and watched as he walked to the table, pulling a seat out and sitting beside Akande and Moira. Jack looked at his teammate in his peripheral vision, and then turned back towards Sombra who's question was answered by Jack's expression. The hacker made and 'o' shape with her lips and turned back towards the computer screen, letting out a soft giggle and typing away. Breaking the awkwardness, Athena came over the intercom, "Now entering Watchpoint: Gibraltar."
Jack pushed his situation with Gabriel to the back of his head and listened as Winston came over the radio, "We're here, Captain." Jack nodded, "Alright. Remember, land the aircraft away from the main building. Try to stay as concealed as possible." The silence and slight rustling signaled Jack that the two understood his orders. A small icon in the corner of the computer screen showing the signal from Tracer and Winstons radio had a mic with a red 'X' appear, showing that the two had muted their mics, so there was no interference, or in case the enemy had any technology to hack into the radio systems. Jack turned towards the team sitting behind him, "Everyone, make sure your weapons and any other gear you need is ready. If anything happens, we must leave ASAP." Everyone nodded except Gabriel, his gaze looking towards Jack but his expression proved that he wasn't really listening. Jack scoffed under his breath and turned back towards the screens, pulling up a seat beside Sombra knowing that he would be there for awhile. He couldn't risk losing his team, or cause such an uproar that the UN bans Overwatch again. Like he had told Gabriel before: If he lost Overwatch again he would be nothing.
"Relax, Amigo. I'm sure they will be fine. You have two of the best fighters out there. If something is to happen they can take care of themselves." Jack looked up seeing Sombra giving him her usual smirk. He realized that he was a bit tensed up and his nervousness was very obvious to everyone. He gave her a slight nod and sat up straight in his chair, relaxing his body and crossing his arms over his chest.
A few minutes had passed at this point. Every ten minutes Tracer and Winston would check back in with base, letting them know that they were alright. They had now been at Watchpoint for about 30 minutes. Since they didn't have body cameras on, nobody could see what was going on, but their constant feedback was bringing a feeling of security to the team as everyone became more and more nervous as the clock kept ticking on. Angela and Moira had prepared all of their medical kits and all of the things they would need for the trip if something happened. Angela stood silently beside Moira with her Caduceus Staff, running a small rag across the base of it to clean it while Moira latched her Biotic grasps onto her wrists, making sure that they worked properly. Jack's head was being held up with the palm of his hand, his eyes beginning to swell from staring at the screen for so long. Sombra and Ana also continued to stay alert and watched the screens as close as possible, listening in for the radio to be unmuted in case the two came back on to give information or to check in.
"We're still here, Captain." Tracer's voice rang out through the speakers beside the computers and through Ana's headset, knocking Jack out of his trance. He nodded towards Ana who replied back to Tracer, "Alright. Anything new?" Ana asked curiously.
"No, we haven't fo-" Static filled the speakers. Ana and Sombra began to quickly look around, trying to figure out what had happened. Jack stood up quickly, "What's going on? What happened to the radio?" Ana and Sombra continued rustling around still trying to figure out what was going on. Sombra quickly sat up and began typing quicker than the speed of light on the keyboard and finally the static disappeared.
"Tracer, Winston, are you still there?" Ana asked into the headset.
No reply.
"Tracer? Winston? Please reply."
No reply.
"Have they replied?" Jack asked quickly, his anxiety quickly rising. Ana shook her head in reply, looking towards Sombra who was still typing away quickly.
"We've lost signal to their radios," Sombra said her typing ceasing, "Either their in an area with terrible signal, or someone has knocked it out." She looked up towards Jack and so did Ana, "You make the call, Amigo." He looked towards the screen worriedly. Before he could reply a message popped up on every computer screen in the room, along with a loud screeching sound echoing from the speakers. Everyone gasped, covering their ears frantically as the sound stabbed their eardrums. Sombra tried turning towards the computer and began typing, "SOMEONE'S HACKED THE SYSTEM!" She yelled over the ringing, everyone in the room looking towards the computer with worried expressions. Sombra began typing quickly, the screen continuing to pop up every time she thought she had gotten somewhere with it. "I can't kick them out of the system. Their hacking skills are WAY too crazy!" Sombra began to panic, not being used to saying she couldn't hack into something. After a few minutes the ringing finally died down, but the hacked message continued to pop up repeatedly on the computer screens in the room.
"Sir, if they are in need of our assistance we must leave now," Moira said as she walked towards Jack from behind. He turned looking at her, his eyes darting back and forth from one computer to another. Angela approached the two and nodded, "Yes, we should. We can take Jesse and Genji with us. They will be more than enough muscle to hold back anyone that might be there," Angela said, looking towards the men whom she had mentioned, the two nodding towards Jack to agree with her statement. Jack looked between the four of them and nodded, "Alright. Pharah, go ahead and prepare an aircraft. Please get there as soon as possible. I can't risk losing any of my comrades." McCree and Genji stood from their seats at the table, nodding at Jack's statement. The two women in front of him nodded as well, gathering their medical supplies and carrying them to the aircraft that was being prepped by Pharah. The Overwatch veteran turned back to the computers Sombra and Ana were sitting at, watching the two women type away. Sombra let out an annoyed groan, trying to control her anger as the alerts continued popping up, "If we don't get this hacker out soon, who knows what's happening with Tracer and Winston. They may be trying to reach us for all we know," Ana said as she looked towards Sombra who nodded in reply. Jack walked to the table in the center of the room, and pulled a chair out sitting down and placing his elbows on the table. He dipped his head down into his hands, shaking his head.
"If something happened, we can take care of it."
Looking up from his hands, Jack noticed Gabriel looking in his direction, "I know we can take care of it, but something like this shouldn't be happening," Jack said looking back at Gabriel who turned away, poking at the design on one of his Hellfire shotguns. "If anything happens to them it will be on us and then this group, along with this facility will be destroyed. All of the work we've put into this will be for nothing." Gabriel and Akande scoffed at one another, Jack wincing as he heard the two. "Look, Morrison, it's not always about if Overwatch will be made illegal again. It's about those two's safety. You should worry more about that, and once you're done with that you need to be more concerned about this new enemy that no one seems to know a damn thing about," Akande said, his deep voice echoing off the steel walls of the room. Jack looked to his new teammate, Gabriel adding onto what Akande had said, "True. You also need to stop giving yourself so much anxiety. If something happened we have some of the best tech in the world. I used to hate to admit that, but it's true. Angela and Moira have everything under control."
Before Jack could reply, Pharah walked back into the communications room,"Sir, the aircraft has taken off. They should be at Watchpoint within the next ten minutes. I made sure to enhance the speed on the craft to shorten the travel time." The stressing man nodded, his gaze turning from her back down to the table in front of him. "I hate to admit that you two are right, but I worry about everything. Why do you think I have grey hair before Reyes? I worry about everything and he worries about nothing." Gabriel made a wincing expression towards Jack and replied sarcastically, "Shut the hell up." Jack let out a chuckle and stood up walking back towards Sombra and Ana, "Any luck?"
Sombra shook her head, "We're a bit farther than we were before, but it's going to take some time. If I can get into this mainframe I may have a chance of finishing this faster." Jack's eyebrows raised up a bit as he didn't understand hacker lingo so he acted as if he knew what she talking about and continued to let her work. For more than five minutes, he paced the room, the other member's in the room watching him walk from one end of the room to the other. After another five minutes had passed, and Sombra finally broke the silence, "We're back in!" This news brough Jack back to reality, and he jogged to her side, looking at the computer intensely, the heartbeats and health status for Tracer and Winston appearing on the screen.
"WARNING: HEALTH LOW"
The screen flickered red, showing the slow heartbeat and health of the two Overwatch member's. Jack's eyes widened as he yelled towards Ana, "Get them on that radio! NOW!" He stood in between the women, ripping the headset off of Ana's head a small 'ouch' escaping her lips. "TRACER! WINSTON! PLEASE ANSWER!" Jack yelled repeatedly, until he finally heard a voice on the headset, but it was neither Tracers or Winstons, "Captain! It's Moira! Tracer and Winston are fatally wounded! We don't have enough supplies to take care of them here, but we are going to do our best to take care of them on the aircraft! There are no signs of enemy activity! We are returning to base!" The mic then went silent. Jack stood still for a moment, reality beginning to cave in on him. Slowly he took the headset off and gave it back to Ana, softly apologizing to her for ripping it off of her head. Her and Sombra both looked to him as he stood up, a worried expression plastered on his face as he continued to stare at the warning screen, seeing Tracer's heart slowing down and speeding up while Winston's heart rate continued to slow down every other minute. Soon he began to realize that someone was behind this, and whoever it was, was powerful. Potentially more powerful than Overwatch. This thought peaked his anger, and his fists tightened at his sides. He looked towards the map seeing that Moira, Angela, McCree, and Genji were on their way back to base, the small dot moving quickly.
"I'm going to the launch pad. I want to see the shape the two are in when they return. Whoever this enemy is they are out for blood," Jack said as he turned, walking down to the end of the room and going through an electric door with stairs connecting the communications room to the launch pad. Behind him followed Akande, Ana, Pharah, and Gabriel. As soon as Jack approached the launch pad, the steel wide gate that blocked any intruders opened slowly, revealing an aircraft that was preparing to land. The massive blue and white craft slowly touched down on the pad, the boosters shutting off and folding back underneath. A large door in the back opened up and touched the ground of the pad, and quickly rushed out Angela, Moira, McCree, and Genji. Angela and Genji pushed Tracer on a stretcher and Moira and McCree pushed Winston on a larger stretcher. The two were almost drenched in blood, covered completely in cuts and wounds. Jack ran to their sides as the four exiting the ship frantically pushed the injured pilot and scientist.
"STATUS!" Jack yelled as he ran beside Angela, looking down at Tracer.
"Tracer got most of the hits! She has a massive bullet wound in her leg and whatever the bullet was it contains poison!" Angela yelled pushing Tracer towards an electric door located under the communications room that led straight to the hospital area of the base. "I don't know what kind of poison it is, but it's slowly shutting down her organs. The bullet was made for a reason, and was obviously made to make people shot with it suffer." Jack's eyes widened, as Ana ran up beside him giving Angela and Genji assistance in pushing Tracer to the OR. Jack turned and ran toward Moira, her gaze turning towards him as she already knew his question, "As Angela said, Tracer received most of the hits. I can tell she was trying to protect Winston. Although her body shield helped a bit, he's still in trouble. He was also shot with multiple poisonous bullets, but these aren't the same. Angela and I already removed what bullets had penetrated them, and the bullet lodged in Tracer isn't the same as the many that penetrated Winston. The bullets that hit him caused temporary paralyzation. He's currently unable to move 93% of his body. He can only blink, move his fingers, and breath, but that's not all." Jack looked at her as he helped her and McCree push him into the hospital. Following behind Angela they shoved the stretchers into different OR's, Moira and Angela instantly putting masks over their faces, and instructing the other's to put masks over their faces as well. Jack placed the doctor's mask bands around his ears to hide his nose and mouth, looking towards Moira, "There's more?!"
Moira nodded in reply to his question, "Unfortunately," before Moira could finish her sentence, the heart monitor Tracer was hooked up to began to ring, indicating that she was flatlining. This sound triggered the two women's doctor instincts, Moira running to the defibrillator that was placed on a table beside the stretcher, "300 volts!" Angela yelled and before anyone knew it Moira yelled, "CLEAR" and pressed the paddles against Tracer, her body lunging forward a bit from the shock. The two women stood and stared at the young woman for a moment, the heart monitor beginning to beat again. Moira quickly sat the paddles back down, and ran to Winston's side, beginning to remove the damaged armor.
"Whatever attacked these two is powerful. When we were bringing these two back Tracer was rambling out of shock. She was describing their appearance. Something about a beast with a massive cannon that shoots light or whatever." Moira tried to collect her thoughts as she threw Winston's armor to the side, "I don't really know what she was saying. Like I said she was rambling," Suddenly a groggy, weak voice could be heard from Moira's patient. "They were everywhere, but they didn't….look like people," Winston groaned out, his eyes barely opened. Jack stepped forward looking down at him along with Moira, "What do you mean Winston? Keep talking to me," Moira said as she prepared to begin cleaning out the bullet holes to remove any poison she could.
"They were shadows...or nightmares. I don't...know…" he winced as he spoke, his mouth hardly moving as he spoke due to his paralyzation, "We...didn't see them coming...We were even silent. We didn't see anyone…" He said weakly, gasping out for air a bit since talking felt more like a sport for him at the moment. Jack looked towards Moira who was using some kind of machine to suck the poison out of Winston's blood stream. "Try to explain to me what you could see Winston," Jack said looking down at his scientist friend.
Winston looked towards Jack and then turned his head a bit trying to relax, "They wore all black...armor," he began, "there were small ones and then massive ones. Men that didn't even look like men, but I could see they were. They looked...like robots but...they weren't…" He said trying to catch his breath. Moira looked towards Winston and then to Jack who had turned his gaze to her, "It sounds like they were wearing power armor. Talon spent years trying to develop the perfect power armor. They look like robots or mech's, but in reality it's a man inside a thick suit of armor. Almost like Reinhardt's except with much more technology." Winston attempted to nod, but failed, "Yes...they...had shields around them. Everywhere...all of them had shields surrounding their whole person…" he managed to say. Before he could speak anymore Angela yelled from the opposite OR where Ana, Akande, Gabriel, McCree, and Genji watched Tracer closely from the hallway, "She's awake!" Jack quickly ran from Winston's side to Tracer's, her eyes also barely open like Winston's, her skin paler than a full moon. "She's weak, but breathing again. She may not be able to talk, bu-" Before Angela could finish Tracer let out a groan, "Y-Yeah...I can...talk…" She spoke out, a wince appearing on her face as she gripped her stomach a bit. Jack looked to Angela who was also using the same machine Moira was using to suck out any poison from her blood, "Tracer, if you can explain to me what happened, please do, but don't push yourself. I understand you're in pain," Jack said worriedly, Gabriel and Ana entering the room and standing beside the bed as well.
"She was quick...q-quicker...than me…" Tracer said, another wince appearing on her face as Angela attached the machine to the bullet wound on her leg, "She…had...so many...weapons…" Jack looked to Gabriel, who was more of a weapons expert, and motioned for him to step forward while he looked back down at Tracer and spoke clearly for her to hear, "Can you describe the weapons? If you can tell Gabriel what they were we may get a step closer to figuring who these people are." Gabriel leaned in a bit to hear her, and she coughed a bit while groaning, "I...I remember…seeing the name...Desert Eagle...twice…" Gabriel looked to Jack as she spoke, "This person must have two of the same gun. Almost like my shotguns." Jack nodded and looked back to Tracer who tried to ignore the pain she was experiencing, "She...had knives...everywhere...and...she was stealthy and quiet...Winston...and I didn't even see her...she was so quick...and dark…" She managed out while Angela pushed her glove covered fingers into the bullet wound. Tracer fought back the tears and bit her lip roughly, the pain from the wound shooting through her leg up her entire left side.
"Tracer, I know you're tired and you hurt, but is there anything else you can tell us?" Jack said, gently grabbing onto Tracer's weak hand in an effort to comfort her. She leaned her head back a bit, her voice becoming a bit scratchy, "A sniper rifle…" Gabriel looked up at the Brit, then at Jack, her very vague description catching his attention. "It was covered in violet lights...almost like a nightlight…" She looked to Jack weakly, "I tried...yelling sniper over the intercom and to Winston, but she hit me before I could...the only thing...I remember is her coming to me...and...grunting...speaking in a different language…"
Jack and Gabriel looked at one another and Jack leaned in a bit more, "Do you remember what she said?"
Tracer looked back up towards the ceiling, and licked her lips that had grown dry from her constant panting. Gabriel began to grow impatient, "What did she say?!" Jack looked towards Gabriel quickly with a stern angry look, but before he could scold him Angela butted in, "Alright. I have to begin surgery. I need to pull out the rest of the bullets and she needs a blood transfusion asap. I need all of you to leave, please," the young doctor said quickly, already preparing herself for the procedure. She came to stand by Gabriel and pushed him a bit out the door, while Ana pushed Jack out. Gabriel scoffed under his breath until he heard a soft voice behind him.
"Adieu, chérie."
Turning away from Angela's pushing, he looked towards Tracer who was weakly sitting up, looking at Gabriel, her expression stern although she was feeling incredible amounts of pain. "What...did you say?" Gabriel said, stepping towards the young woman a bit, his eyes twitching from the buildup of emotions he was having.
"Adieu, chérie...that is what she said." Tracer laid back down completely on the stretcher unable to continue sitting up, Angela standing in the door somewhat annoyed that no one had left yet. "The only part of her body...that was visible...was a ponytail...it went all the way down to her knees...I remember...it whipping around as she grappled to an aircraft…" Gabriel looked towards Jack with wide eyes, Jack walking towards Gabriel at the end of the stretcher looking at Tracer, "She had...a grappling hook?" He asked, Tracer nodding in reply to his question. Gabriel stood almost frozen, but was thrown back into reality as Angela interrupted his thoughts, "Alright. Seriously, you two, out! I need to start this transfusion or she will surely die!" Angela pushed the two men out and shut the operating room door, Gabriel still staring in shock at the ground below him.
"Gabriel...is everything alright?" Ana stepped forward looking at Gabriel trying to gain his attention. As he finally blinked he looked towards her nodding his head in reply. "It's Amélie...isn't it?" Ana asked looking from Gabriel to Jack. Crossing his arms over his chest, Jack sighed, "It sounds like it, but she died. You shot her. The bullet went straight through her body."
"But the body was never recovered." This interruption caught the attention of the people standing in the hallway. Gabriel's fists tightened as he spoke, "Her body was never recovered. Maybe those...fucking flea's found her and somehow healed her." Genji stepped forward and pushed himself into the conversation, "He is right, Captain. When we were sent to search for the body it was like nothing had ever fallen in. That area isn't known for hostile marine animals. Not to mention it was in fairly shallow water." Jack looked at Genji and then at Gabriel, "It can't be possible. She died. You saw it Gabriel. I know you don't want to believe it, but it happened. Maybe this group found some of Talon's records and took another French woman and made her into a sleeper agent. Tracer is also lucid right now. She may not be thinking in the right time." Gabriel looked to his comrade and then to Ana who also pushed herself into the conversation, "Tracer was quite distinct. We won't know until she is healed. Until then we shouldn't worry about who it is. We need to worry about figuring out who these people are and how we can take them down. If they really have these crazy shield systems then that will be a problem for us.
The team nodded, including Gabriel, but the conversation was quickly interrupted by Angela as she opened the door to the OR, holding her bloodied hands up with a concerned look on her face.
"Is everything alright Doctor?" Ana asked as she stepped between Jack and Gabriel. The Swiss doctor looked down at the ground, her mouth opening a bit trying to speak, but she couldn't find the words. After a few seconds she finally spoke, "Tracer will be alright, thankfully. The poison that was injected into her body from that bullet is designed to cause total organ failure. Thankfully, the injection is slow and is made for the organ failure to be as slow as possible to cause suffering. That is good for us. I stopped the poison from getting too far before it caused any complications." The seven people standing in the hall smiled and nodded, glad she was going to be alright.
"But...there is something else," Angela said as she looked to the ground and then towards Jack and Gabriel, "During the attack...a mine was activated...the mine let off a poisonous gas that knocks out whoever inhales it. I went ahead and began a poison detection test that tells me what kind of gas it is." The two men looked to one another then back to Angela desperately awaiting what she was trying to say.
"The poison tested positive for arachnid venom," Angela said looking down at the ground nervously and then back to the group. Ana stepped forward towards the doctor and spoke up curiously, "What do you mean?" She asked, looking at the two men behind her and then Angela.
"It contains special made spider venom that was created by Talon. The only way it could be obtained was by getting it from the Talon science lab."