Hacker's Lament Chapter 3
"Any luck on finding them, love" Tracer blinked to Winston as the gorilla type away on the computer, being used to Tracer's antics. The Overwatch Headquarters was grand to say the least with the latest technology and upgraded facilities. The duo team was in Winston's personal lab, where the gorilla does most of his thinking. Winston smiled, turning to his friend. It's been a week since the attack on the Temple of Anubis. No further action was done by the corporation called "Talon". The peaceful days were somewhat relaxing. However, Winston wasn't able to get any information. In fact, he wasn't for a lack of trying. This is a super-intelligent, genetically engineered gorilla, brilliant scientist and a champion of humanity's potential. If anyone could find anything, it would be Winston. The Scientist actually was stuck, getting blocked by security whenever Winston tried to gain access of the information he needed. Helix Security International, the one that dispense armed protection in the form of soldiers to military bases and facilities. If Overwatch wanted to investigate further, they needed to speak with the chief.
Outside Helix Security Headquarters stood none other than Ana Amari. The woman of 60 stood with her back straight, wearing a blue tudung with robes that traditionally worn by her people. Ana's steps can't be heard as she strolled into the busy building. The people were either running around the complex or typing away on their computers. Ana's mission was simple, get the captain of the Helix Security Team for permission into the files. Boy was Ana in for a treat. Ana knocked on the door, waiting patiently for the chef to answer the door. When the door did open, Ana and Fareeha were reunited at last. What was the first thing you do after a long separation?
You slam the door in their face.
"Fareeha!" Ana rapidly hit the door with her knuckles; sweat rolling down her skin as she tried to get to her daughter, her Fareeha. Behind the door, Fareeha sat on the floor with her arms folded on her chest. Fareeha should be happy, she know she should be, her mother was back but if she was alive all this time. Why come back now? Why did Ana leave Fareeha in the first place? We already know the answer but Fareeha doesn't. Ana stopped hitting the door, closing her eye as her hands dropped into her pockets. Fareeha didn't notice but an envelope was slide under the door, her hands land on the letter as she went to stand up. Fareeha went and sat on her chair by the chef desk, the Helix Security symbol on the glass. Hands shook, eyes darting as Fareeha was nervous. Anxious, is this letter from her mother? What answers would she find? Does she even want an answer? So many questions, yet so little time. The clock was ticking and Overwatch didn't have a clue.
Nova sat on the floor, watching the God program in front of her. The Jackal's eyes were lit bright red, watching the British woman. Unbeknown to Nova, she was being watched. The Experimented Boy stood behind the see though wall, watching his mother as she waved at Anubis. The Boy missed his mother but anger barricaded his heart from Nova as The Experimented Boy's hands tighten into fists. It's simple really with three words: He blamed Nova. The Boy blamed his mother, if she didn't gain the attention of Talon, his sister…
"Boy, you should not be here…" A robed male stood at the doorway, blocking The Boy's exit. The male wore a mask in the shape of a skull, his hood keeping the face in shadows. Reaper approached the Boy, placing an arm over the Boy's broad shoulders. Boy wore a white shirt, which shows off his muscles that he earned from the intense train. He may look 22 but he is way younger.
"We got a new program for you" Widowmaker said, her smooth voice spilling venom out of her mouth. The Boy gasped as pain shot up his neck before darkness claim him. Reaper dragged the body further into the facility, leaving Nova unaware of his son's fate. The Scientist ran out the lab, shouting for his son. Widowmaker pushed the Scientist back to the Lab.
"Is the viral ready?" The Scientist nodded, going back to the altered solution. The test tube glowed a haunting blue that reminded Widowmaker of the sick.
"Excellent" Widowmaker took the tube in her hands and uncorked it.
"What are you doing?" But the Scientist didn't get an answer as Widowmaker slam the tube into his mouth. The Sniper held the Scientist nose as the two struggled to for domination. Unfortunately, The Scientist felt darkness creep into the edge of his vision. If only he was stronger, maybe he could protect his family. Maybe he could protect the innocent of his children and protect his loved ones.
The sun's orange light shone through the window as Fareeha took a nervous breath. She shakily opened the envelope, pulling the slip of paper. This was it, her answers:
My Dearest Fareeha,
Every mother hopes for a better life for her daughter. I was willing to fight and die for it. I taught you that there is nothing more important than protecting the ones you love. You grew up surrounded by heroes. They filled your head with stories of adventure and dreams of glory. One day, you wanted to join them. But it was not the life I wanted for you. I never told you of the weight I carried from all those I killed to keep everyone safe. But I always did what was asked of me, until one day, I could not take the life I needed to. I hesitated. And everything changed. The people who I was supposed to protect died, and I was left behind, gravely wounded. The world believed that I was dead. I thought perhaps that was for the best. I've lost so much in my life. I said goodbye to so many friends. I've buried the ones closest to me, but for all that I have lost, I know that there are still people who need to be protected. So I cannot stop fighting. Not yet. Not while there are people still waiting for me. One day, I hope you'll understand.
Your mother, Ana.
Some dropped onto the paper, darkening the area where it landed. Fat, hot tear spill out of Fareeha's eye as she struggled to not cry. She promised herself she won't cry. She had to be strong because she was just like her mother. Beep Beep. Looking up, Fareeha saw a flashing warning sign on her computer. She raised her arm, hurryingly wiping the tears to read what's on her computer. The Overwatch logo appeared on screen, spinning at a slow pace as the Chef read the same permission to access the file on Temple of Anubis. Fareeha took one final glance at her mother's letter; a hard and determined looked on her face as Fareeha clicked on the button.
The door opened to a sleeping Ana, her fist resting on her cheek. Fareeha smiled warmly, a blanket on her arm. She placed the blanket on Ana, sitting next to her mouth. Soon, both mother and daughter were fast asleep on the floor. A quiet giggle escaped the silence as a purple glow appeared. The Hacker smiled, opening the door to Fareeha's office. With a wave and some typing, purple eyes narrowed in concentration.
Winston sat with his fellow heroes, waiting for the vigilante known as Soldier: 76. The gorilla sat between Tracer and Mercy, chatting among them. McCree took a drag on his smoke, relaxing next to Mei who was going on to him about environment and health. Reinhardt laugh boomed loudly as he shared a joke with his short friend, Torbjorn. Genji sat next to Mercy, a hand on his chin as he dreamily watch Mercy smiled charmingly. A door clicked and it came the legendary, Jack Morrison.
"Welcome back. Although, Ana has yet to return she was successful with her mission." The Soldier threw the file he held in his hands, showing pictures of the God Program, Anubis.
"Reports said they succeeded in quarantining Anubis" Soldier: 76 said, explaining the file. McCree stared at the fierce looking Omnic. Shivers went down the cowboy's spine as he tried to make sense of the reports and missions.
"What could this mean?" Reinhardt asked
"It meant Talon's attack on the town next to the Temple was a distraction" Winston frowned
"They were after some stupid omnic?" Mei asked, clearly out-dated on the past events when she was a block of ice.
"It's not just any omnics, love" Tracer replied
"Aye, it could take control of any and all omnics" Torbjorn added
"In Talon's hands…" Reinhardt finally understood
"The second omnic war will come" Mercy's hand shook, seemingly reaching for her staff. Genji tried to calm the doctor but you need not know the method he used.
"…"
Back to Nova, the woman finally managed to get access to Anubis. She took a sip of her coffee from her paper cup. Nova sighed; tired of the tactics Talon used to make sure Nova does not know where she was. The utensils given to her had brands to associate them with any country and foods served were with no origins in cooking or cultural taste. Nova opened the packet, groaning as she saw rice, chicken and boiled cucumbers. No oil was used on their cooking as even the type of oil can be traced to a country. Nova sat on the floor in front of her laptop, eating her food and typing a few strings of code into the data. A door opened with a soldier escorting a woman to Nova. She wore a purple jacket with pink accents. A silver belt held three orbs attracted. She had fingerless, black gloves, purple dress and thin wires running around her body. The most noticing trait of hers was her eyes. They seem to glow in the dark.
"Good Bye" The woman said, waving gracefully to her escort. Just as the man left the room, the Hacker quickly tapped into the cameras. She turned to Nova with a glint in her eyes and tossed something to her. A bag seemed to materialize out of thin air. Nova raised an eye while reaching into the bag. Nova's eyes widen as she pulled out various sandwiches. Out of hungry for decent food, Nova dung into the sandwiches. As she enjoyed the first bite, the Hacker stare at the magnificent Anubis.
"Hey, um… thank you" Nova said, her blue eyes trying to find her purple ones.
"No hay problema" The woman's Spanish accent was thick with a bit of sass.
"It's been a looonnng time since we last saw each other" It was? Nova looked to the woman's face. She was clearly Mexican. She was really familiar.
"Com'on, Familia" Nova thought about it, looking at her hair. It was the most… Nova's mind flashed to a time when she was a child, during the omnic crisis. The war had left her alone without family until she ran into another child. Nova was traveling during that time and she was stuck in Dorado. Nova became friends with the child, even family but the most identifying thing about her was her hair. Nova's jaw would have hit the floor if it wasn't the food she was eating.
"Blimey! Hermana?!" Sombra laughed, her head thrown back as she held her stomach.
"I see you improved on your Español" Sombra smiled before wrapping her arms around Nova in an embrace.
