They both climbed out of the shuttle silently, trying to look as hard as they can in every direction. "Hey!" DVa shouted in a whisper, "my mech!"

Brigitte was so confused. Before she fell into the hanger, the front of her mech was smashed like an egg shell, its armor plating in the tiniest of pieces along with green glass on the floor. Now it looked like it was in perfect condition, standing on its legs, and ready for operation. Additionally, the control panel was fixed, leaving one monitor working with a surrounding front, aerial view of Bunker 29's blaster door from the outside.

Brigitte just stood shocked as DVa snuck up to it, checking around the corner of the shuttle before she did. "Let's see here…maybe my pistol is inside."

"DVa, be careful!" Brigitte warned. "That was destroyed before!"

"Was it?" DVa rubbed her hands along the front. "It wasn't you who fixed it?"

She wanted to take credit for that, but she shook her head. DVa slid around to the back as Brigitte stepped up to the gigantic hunk of metal. "Then who?"

Great. Another question she didn't have the answer to.

Brigitte joined DVa as she flipped open a panel on the back, right next to the cockpit door. If DVa didn't notice anything wrong with her mech by now, it probably wasn't booby trapped as she was suspecting. She punched in numbers on a keypad and a red ERROR flashed. DVa frowned. "Wah?..." She repeated the numbers, and again, ERROR flashed.

"You sure you're putting in the right combination?" Brigitte asked.

DVa nodded. She tried for a third time. Failure.

"Let's come back to this," Brigitte suggested. "I don't think it'd be helpful to be using the mech now, anyways."

DVa stood stuck for a moment, staring at the control panel. Then she nodded and flipped it down. "I…" she scratched her head. "I…can't remember if I ejected with my pistol or not, come to think of it. Did you see my pistol when you found me?"

Brigitte shook her head. "What does it look like?"

"A small pink and black pistol with a keychain at the bottom of the handle with my bunny emblem on it. My name's written on the pistol, too."

"Well, I found you over there." Brigitte pointed to the spot on the ground which she found her. "Want to look around?"

An eerie, metallic screech echoed throughout the hanger, coming from the other side. Brigitte froze as she could see the white of DVa's eyes enlarge. She didn't know what that was, but she knew it wasn't a bastion unit.

Brigitte reached down for her mace. "Scratch that idea. Do you know the nearest exit from the hanger?"

DVa pointed at the end of the shuttle, but she knew she meant past that. "There should be door leading into the bunker corridors in that area. I don't know if it's locked or not."

"It's our best bet." Brigitte fast-walked in the general direction with DVa close behind. Her armor quietly clanked with every step as DVa move soundlessly. The eerie sound went off again and again, at six-second intervals. Whatever it was, it was moving fast. By the time Brigitte and DVa reached the wall, which they could see several racks all the way down the hanger from the soft moonlight flooding in the ceiling, it sounded twice as close. From Brigitte's memory of the hanger, it seemed to be scanning the perimeter.

Brigitte picked up the pace as she saw a handle sticking out within the wall. She pulled on it as they reached it, but it was jammed. "Damn it!" DVa whispered. "The next door is over there!"

As she pointed to the middle section of the wall, Brigitte noticed moonlight reflections at the end of the hanger. She squinted to make out…what was that thing? A dog? A cat? A…it was a wolf. A metallic wolf.

Brigitte snatched DVa's hand and jumped from the wall as a powerful duel-set of beam lights shone down the pathway. They covered behind a scrap pile of metal as the light turned towards their direction, embracing DVa as she laid on top of her. The floor could've been sharp for all she knew and DVa could not lay on her back or even risk it, so this was the best choice. Figuratively speaking, the light trapped them since it expanded to cover both ends of the scrap heap and the shuttle that laid behind them projected the entire shadow of the scrap. The eerie sound had finished going down the long wall and had turned the corner at where DVa's mech was, now going down the blaster door.

Hiding was about to no longer be an option until DVa felt around the ground with her free hand. She picked up a flat piece of black metal the size of a checker board and practiced flicking her wrist. Before the eerie sound passed the shuttle, DVa flung the chunk so that it blended in with the shuttle as it emerged in the light. It flopped far into the distance with a rattling CLAMP. Immediately, the lights turned off and the eerie sound turned, going along the other side of the shuttle.

DVa pushed off of Brigitte onto her feet and quickly pulled her up with both hands before they both sprinted towards the second door. The wolf at the end of the bunker was no longer there, but Brigitte kept glancing around as DVa took the lead. The eerie sound turned into a howl as they reached the second door. DVa pulled on it, but it didn't budge.

"You've got to be kidding!" Brigitte whispered. They were both breathing heavily. The shuttle behind them began to rock as a cacophony of howling, shotgun blasts, and rapid-firing erupted. Brigitte wasn't fatigued, but if this continued much longer, that was going to be a different story.

"Third time's the charm!" DVa began running to the third door, all the way at the end. "We need to dive it!"

Brigitte tailed behind. Before they were even a quarter close, the distinct sound of metal popping out and banging against the wall echoed behind them. Before they knew it, they were in bright white headlights from behind.

"I'll be your shield!" Brigitte yelled as she began to slow down. "Get through the door!"

"No!" DVa shouted. "We stick together!"

"ARooo!" Brigitte turned to see a metallic fox armed with long barrels to its side speeding towards them. Brigitte bent down, activating her shield. The blue barrier filtered the white light, making it easier to see the fox jump. Its shotguns fired, hitting the shield and slightly pushing Brigitte back. Before the fox could pounce her, Brigitte bashed its head. It dropped to the floor dazed as Brigitte lowered her shield and swung her mace. The wolf fired as Brigitte slammed the right side of the fox's head, the bullets peppering her armor with blunt damage. Electric sparks ran around the fox's neck before Brigitte gave it a good soccer kick. It flew, skidded, and slid on the ground to a stop. Brigitte turned her attention back to the wolf. Through the blinding headlights in her eyes, she could barely make out a long barrel and a scope rising from its back.

A sniper rifle? Was all Brigitte could thing before a loud BANG and a massive push against her chest lobbed her back. Brigitte propped up her shield, ignoring the pain of what felt like being punched in the right breast as DVa from behind her yelled, "Duck!"

Brigitte dropped to a knee and turned to see DVa with a single-shot rocket launcher propelled on her shoulder. DVa fired, launching a rocket at the wolf. The omnic didn't even try to dodge it. Instead, it froze like a deer and headlights. On impact, a massive KA-BOOM! shook the hanger as it temporarily light up in orange and red light. Rubble erupted like a water fountain, raining down with tiny klinks, some deflecting of Brigitte's shield. Her jaw dropped as DVa let go of the launcher, clanking on the ground and slightly rolling back and forth. "Wh-where…wha—"

More howls sounded from above the holes in the ceiling. The pipes above began to crack. "Don't ask, I'll tell you later!" DVa yelled. "C'mon, the door's open!"

Brigitte stood up and ran along the rack-filled wall as the moonlight from the holes shimmered as massive amounts of metal hit the ground. The girls slowed as they approached the swung-out door. Without thinking, DVa charged in and Brigitte grabbed the handle, slamming it shut behind them with a twirl.