"You are not looking well," Devil laughed as Angela lay sprawled out on the cold ground. They were in a dark area surrounded by dense forest as far as she could see. The darkness seemed unnatural; like a smog had settled over the area and refused to clear up. Unknown creatures seemed to crawl through the thick foliage between the trees. She slowly raised herself up and looked around. Her head was throbbing like crazy. "Did someone call a doctor?" Devil teased, "You know, if you had unleashed me, this would have never happened; we'd probably be at Gibraltar using state of the art facilities right now."
"Would you please shut up and go away," Angela grumbled.
Devil sighed and shook her head. "You're a very stubborn woman you know. You did this to yourself. Even you lashing out at me right now is just more proof of you fighting with yourself."
"That doesn't sound like a bad idea at the moment actually," Angela proclaimed.
Devil raised an eyebrow and gave her an inquisitive look, "That blow to the head must've rattled you a bit, you're going to fight me? With what, your staff? You couldn't throw a punch if someone spiked your drink at a christmas party. You couldn't take a lick if you lost a fight to a puppy. You couldn't-"
"ENOUGH" Angela yelled at her. She rubbed her temples in an attempt to alleviate the headache.
"Are you quite sure that you wouldn't like some assistance with your current predicament?" Devil offered, "I can get you out of this tight spot easily."
Angela continued rubbing her temples and asked, "how?" Devil motioned for her to follow and they began walking down a path she could barely make out. As they walked Devil began to explain things.
"Well let's think about this rationally, she began, You've been knocked out and you're probably being abducted. What do you think is going to happen to you when you wake up? If Gabriel wanted to kill you then you'd be dead so clearly they have something else in mind. You're incredibly stubborn so you aren't going to comply with demands. They'll probably use brainwashing much like they did to Gerard's wife. Then who knows what horrible things might happen to you."
Angela sighed, "what can you do."
"Anything you aren't willing to do, but have thought about doing," she revealed.
"I'm a healer; it's my job to help people anyway I can," Angela protested.
Devil smirked, "oh we'll help them, don't you worry about that." They reached a clearing and Devil pointed at a figure walking ahead of them. From what she could make out, it's face appeared to be rotting away while still attempting to heal. It was partially hidden under a hood which was connected to a cloak. Under the cloak one could make out a swirling mass of rotting flesh and nanites; it looked like a nest of cockroaches feasting on dying flesh. Angela felt faint and sick. She turned away and fought back the urge to vomit. "I'm sure you'd rather not consult with that guy," Devil assumed. So perhaps you should act on those impulses I send you in critical moments.
Miles away in Numbani, the reformed Overwatch strike team had their hands full trying to stop the ensuing chaos. Winston dished out the orders, "Tracer, you and Genji help those people trapped in that building; I'll help that OR-15 keep Doomfist busy in the meantime. Remember, Mccree still hasn't found the sniper so stay covered as much as possible."
"Roger that big guy," Tracer shouted back as they took off. Orisa was holding out rather well against the fury of Doomfist. The agile warrior had to adjust his strategy a bit to combat the omnic's ability to halt many of his movements. Currently, he was using a car to shield from her bullets. She paused to reload and he took the opportunity to send the vehicle sliding into her shield. It shattered and she moved to drop another. As soon as she stuck her arm out it was smashed by a car door. Doomfist laughed at the omnic as it looked at it's destroyed arm. With her shield arm disabled he launched forward and charged her. They collided but the omnic didn't budge. He grabbed her other arm and attempted to tear it from her while fiercely striking her with his other fist. He was mindful of the supercharger she had yet to deploy. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Winston was closing in. He settled for gouging one of the omnic's eyes before he leapt back and moved to cover. A bit of backup was needed.
"Widowmaker, take out the tin can's supercharger, then clear the area and get the teleporter ready," Doomfist said into his earpiece. Winston had made it to Orisa and dropped his shield. He said a few things to her and then launched over Doomfist so he and Orisa had him covered on both sides and began closing in. Pinned down by Orisa's near constant gunfire, Doomfist didn't have many options. He continued shooting at Winston's shield until it broke. Right when the shield shattered, the unmistakable crack of Widowmaker's shot sounded through the air: the supercharger was down. Winston's head spun around mid stride to see where the shot had come from; Doomfist took the advantage and rushed forward to strike him with all his might. He sent the hero reeling into the nearest wall. Seizing the moment, Doomfist grabbed Winston and used him as a shield to charge towards Orisa. The omnic ceased fire and braced for impact. Winston collided with her and she stumbled back. Before she had a chance to assess his condition Doomfist was upon them. He punched Orisa's gun arm hard, crushing it. She reared back on her hind legs and kicked at him trying to push him back. He tripped over Winston and fell backwards but managed to flip back into a ready stance. Winston struggled to his feet.
Meanwhile in Oasis, Angela's abductors were cruising down a highway as they made their way back to the teleporter that had brought them to Oasis. Sombra took in all the sights; this was her kind of city. "You know being able to come to a place like this is one of the reasons I joined Talon in the first place; I'd really like to come back here and see what kind of information this place is really hiding."
"Not all information is worth knowing," Reaper said abruptly; "a bit of patience would do you a world of good." There was a brief pause interrupted only by the sudden click of their seat belts being undone. The two looked down then back at Angela who was conscious again; her eyes wide and glowing an eerie red.
"Hello there," she sang right before delivering an unruly elbow blow to the back of Reaper's head. His mask hit the steering wheel and the vehicle swerved into the guardrail. Sombra quickly tossed a translocator out the window and then grabbed hold of the steering wheel to try and steady the vehicle. Angela struck him again and again even as he had spun around to restrain her. For her next trick she yanked the e-brake as hard as she could. Reaper and Sombra were both flung from the car.
"Doomfist this is Sombra, we have a bit of a problem; the doctor ran us off the road and is on the run. Reaper and I have been separated and he's not answering. It's gonna take me a few minutes to locate him. Will update soon."
"Dammit," Doomfist bellowed as he slammed his fist into the ground and sent a mighty spray of debris in all directions. Tracer and genji returned just as he retreated from view into a nearby building.
"I'll go up a floor and try to cut him off in case he's heading up," Genji informed the rest.
"Good, I'll pursue him directly," WInston answered, "Orisa can you still fight?"
"Weapon systems are badly damaged; at most I can delay his escape but can no longer subdue him," she responded.
He nodded, "Alright then, don't worry we'll handle him; let's go team." They dashed into the building and looked around. No one in sight but the room was very well lit.
"Guys," Genji called from above them. They looked up and saw genji through a hole in the floor. They all looked up farther and to their horror Doomfist was hurtling towards them at terminal velocity.
"METEOR STRIKE!" he roared as he collided with the bottom floor and sent shock waves through the building. The structure creaked and groaned then finally came crashing down around the heroes. After a few tense moments, Doomfist leapt from the rubble. He looked over at the disarmed omnic. They locked gazes for a moment, her eyes flashing red. "Next time," he stated and made his way towards his meeting point with Widowmaker. When he arrived he was surprised to see her hogtied in the center of the roof.
"Reach for the sky," came a voice from behind him. He stopped in his tracks but kept his hands by his sides. "You deaf partner?" Doomfist turned his head slightly and saw Jesse Mccree standing with his gun raised and pointed at his back.
"So you confront me knowing that my return means your comrades have been defeated?" Doomfist inquired.
"Guess that means the score is even between you two then. However given the fact that your girl here was getting your escape ready I reckon that means you were high tailing it," Mccree declared.
"Make no mistake cowboy, I don't run from battle. I had no intention of killing your friends. I came here today to make a statement; I have returned and soon my organization will rise up and make our mark on this world. There is nothing you and your comrades can do, especially not since their downfall. Today was my way of telling you all to gather your circus freaks together for a grand finale. With that he dropped a shield he had snatched from Winston. One sec too slow Mccree unloaded his clip. The bullets thumped into the shield. Doomfist picked up Widowmaker and activated the teleporter. Until next time partner," Doomfist chuckled. Irritated, Mccree spat, then began making his way back to the others.
Doomfist and Widowmaker arrived back at Talon headquarters. He dropped Widowmaker on the floor and tapped his earpiece. "Sombra what the hell is taking you," he shouted into it
"We had to get a bit rough with the doctor, She tried to escape but Reaper caught her. She's pretty scrappy for a healer. We'll be there in a moment, Sombra out."
Doomfist turned and looked at the still hogtied Widowmaker. "Are you going to leave me like this?" She asked.
"What happened," he questioned.
"The cowboy got the drop on me; so to speak. He nearly blinded me with that flash bang. We traded shots; I nicked him and he disarmed me. I tried to recover my rifle but he rolled forward and kicked it from the roof. I put my hands up to feign defeat but he didn't take any chances and promptly shot me in the foot," she explained.
Doomfist had noticed that one of her feet was exposed and bandaged. He sighed, "the incompetence you 3 have shown me thus far has strengthened my desire to expand. Perhaps the cowboy can be swayed to join as well. First we must secure the doctor. Then the ninja. Then the bowman. The two wild cards aren't interested but they can still be manipulated."
"Could you untie me now please," she requested. He obliged but didn't help her to her feet. Sombra and Reaper teleported in with Ziegler in tow. She looked a bit battered and bruised. She was bound and gagged; eyes wide.
"Hello doctor," Doomfist greeted her, "my cohorts and I have business to discuss with you. However first we have other things to handle so you'll be put in a holding cell; not to worry though, it's comfortable enough.