A/N: I can imagine you've been waiting for this, so I won't be stalling anything. Enjoy!
A knock on her door forced Emily out of her couch and over to her front door.
"What?" The redhead exclaimed, obviously annoyed. But when she opened the door, all that dissipated. In front of her stood a heavily breathing Catherine. Her usual ponytail was also messy and seemed rushed.
"Cat? What's the matter?" Emily asked.
"The... Service... it's..." The raven-haired woman tried to answer, but her lack of breath kept her from achieving that.
"What? Come in and explain it to me." Emily urged before stepping aside.
"Thanks." Catherine just said before stepping inside. As she made her way into the living room, she gradually seemed to get her breath back under control.
Emily quickly closed the door behind her and followed her into the brightly lit room. There, she looked at Catherine nervously. "Why are you in such a hurry? Is there something urgent?"
"Yes." The ex-Talon scientist answered. "That." She then said as he pointed at the TV.
Emily looked at it, where the memorial service was being broadcasted live from Eichenwalde. It was almost starting. "What... is happening?" She slowly asked, frightened by all the possible answers.
Catherine finally finished catching her breath. "I know what they were thinking. But this isn't going to work." She said.
"What isn't going to work?" Emily kept asking.
"Appeasement!" Catherine passionately replied. "Making amends. Trying to apologize! That's what they're doing. Trying to apologize to Alexander and settle this peacefully with understanding."
"What's wrong with that?" The redhead objected.
"Nothing." Catherine answered with a sigh. "But that's not how he sees it! To him, this is an insult!"
"How?" Emily kept pressing.
"I... don't know." Catherine admitted. "Whenever someone presses his past, he just becomes incredibly hostile. More so than usual, I mean." She quickly added.
Emily sighed as she began to slowly walk around the room. "They're in danger, aren't they?" She asked through her hands.
Catherine just nodded.
"What you've told us so far has held up." The redhead thought out loud. "But what would you suggest I do with this?"
"Tell them." The ex-Talon scientist answered.
Emily immediately spun around and looked at her. "Tell them?" She repeated. "You mean interrupting them? In the middle of this? What if I end up ruining something?"
"What if they end up dead because they were unprepared?" Catherine replied, completely silencing Emily. "Look, you said it yourself. What I've told you so far has held up. So just call them and tell them what I've told you. Let it be up to them if they believe it or not and what to do."
Emily sighed yet again while clasping her hands over her face. "I hate this." She mumbled.
"I know." Catherine responded. "But please, don't put more bodies on my conscience."
Emily removed her hands and looked deep into Catherine's brown eyes. Though they still had that weird, almost unnatural, quality to them, she could still see the pure emotions in them. There seemed to be no lies.
"Alright." She gave in. "I'll let them know." She said before moving over towards the phone.
"Thank you." Catherine genuinely thanked. Emily didn't respond but just picked up the phone and dialed in Lena's number.
"Welcome everyone and thank you for answering on such short notice." Genji greeted the crowd, which went silent instantly.
"Though this occation may not be a particularly cheerful one, it is one we have deemed as necessary." The cyborg ninja continued. "Recent events have forced us to reflect upon ourselves and the way we influence others, people like you. And that reflection made us realize the influence we were spreading were not in accordance with the world we wished to create. A safe, peaceful and understanding world, to be precise. So we have decided to change this. And the first step is to look at our past."
Genji held a brief pause before continuing. "Of course, this isn't only about us. It's about everyone who was affected by the cataclysmic catastrophe known as the Omnic Crisis. Everyone. Though we were in the end victorious, that victory didn't come without a cost. A heavy cost, and one we've repeatedly wished there had been a way around. A cost that robbed people of their loved ones and families. For years, while we may have all individually dealt with this in different ways, us as a global society has just tried to bury it and forget about it. I can speak from personal experience that this is not the way to handle the loss of anything."
As Genji continued with the speech, Lena suddenly felt something vibrate in her jacket's pocket. It was a call from Emily.
The brit looked around. It seemed like there was no eyes on her, so she quickly walked behind the stage as quietly as possible, before answering the call.
"Hey, Emily." Lena greeted, once again, as quietly as possible. "This is... really not a good time. Could it wait?"
"Lena." Emily replied. Something in her voice completely caught Lena's attention. "Look, I know but... I have CC with me."
"CC?" Lena asked. It had been quite a while since they had heard anything from her.
"Yeah, and... it doesn't look good." Emily added. Her voice sounded both serious and tired.
Lena looked behind her, where Genji was still talking and the others were standing behind him, watching the crowd. No one had noticed her leaving yet. "I..." She started in a really strained voice, debating within herself what to do. "Okay. Tell me." She finally said.
Behind her, Genji continued the speech. "So today, we, Overwatch, will stand as the example and lead the way forward to deal with this. As we should. So our society can move on in a healthy way and we can all accept this and not desperately try to forget. This is the first step, which we will take, and we hope that the ones following this will be tread by the world as a whole and not just us or lone individuals. So as the first step towards a better, more accepting future, we would like to unveil-" A sudden scream tore through the crowd and Genji silenced himself.
On the bridge in front of the gate, amidst the dense crowd of people, a woman had backed up against the cobblestone wall along the sides. Her frightful stare was aimed at a single person in the crowd.
Alexander, with his hands in a black trenchcoat and a nonchalant expression, turned towards her. The people around him also began to back away.
"You!" The woman shouted as she pointed at the slowly approaching Alexander. "Y-Y-You're him! You-" "Have lost the element of surprise thanks to you." Alexander cut her off.
Once the brit was right in front of her, he leaned down and looked her deep in the eyes. "How are you going to repay me for that?"
The woman didn't answer and just fell to her knees in fear.
"I know." Alexander exclaimed. He straightened his back and then, still with his hands in his pockets, kicked her. The wall behind her shattered and pieces of it followed her down towards the river.
A scream continued for a few seconds before stopping as quickly as it had started, being replaced with splashing sounds.
A few brave onlookers dared to look out over the edge. A red stream was emerging in the river's otherwise clean, blue water.
"Is that him?" Zenyatta whispered.
"Yes, master." Genji replied, also whispering.
Alexander slowly turned towards the Overwatch crew. He then extended his arms out and closed his eyes. The trenchcoat began to dissolve, turning into a black mist that swirled around him. His scale-like armor and red cape quickly materialized on him.
Done transforming his attire, Alexander lowered his arms and looked at Overwatch. His eyes were already red and narrowed.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" He asked. His voice was calm yet seething.
"What we've told. Honoring our fallen." Genji confidently responded.
"Don't fucking lie to me." Alexander bluntly stated, surprising quite a few. "I know just as well as anyone what you're really doing. You can't fucking hide it behind pretty facades. You've figured out where I've come from and now you're desperately trying to appease me, to apologize. Too bad that's gunna work about as well as the friendship between Reyes and Morrison."
76 stepped forward but Zenyatta raised a hand before the soldier could say something brash. "Calm down." The omnic monk whispered.
"While what you've said isn't false." Genji argued. "What we're doing reaches beyond your mere personal vendetta with us. Sure, we're trying to settle this peacefully, but this is more than just that."
"You still believe I can be talked to?" Alexander asked in disbelief. "Just how naïve are you?"
"Just call us naïve." Winston was now the one to talk. "But every human has some good in them. We just have to reach it."
Alexander stared at the gorilla in complete and utter disbelief. He then bended forward and started giggling to himself. Before long, his quiet chuckle turned into a genuinely amused, but also mocking laughter. Once he stopped, he raised his left hand. "Too bad for you, I rejected my humanity when I became this." He said before snapping the raised hand.
Everywhere among the crowd, the coats of various people suddenly dissolved and reattached themselves as body-armor, their faces became covered by demonic masks. Now that their coats were gone, they also aimed their exposed weapons around them.
"He sure likes his theatrics." Caesar mumbled as he looked out over the frightened crowd. He was hanging on the side of the wall, his mechanical hand holding onto the edge.
"Oh well." He then murmured to himself before pulling himself up and landing on his feet. "Sorry to interrupt your moment there, ms. sniper." The italian started as he nonchalantly walked towards the crouched Ana. "But I'll have to stop your show now."
The sniper merely turned her head slightly to look at her new guest. She didn't seem worried at all.
"Oh please give me something more interesting than that." Caesar pleaded. But Ana's stone expression didn't change. Instead, her hand suddenly knocked two times on the ground.
"Cat got your tongue?" Caesar mocked. "Gotta speak in morse now? That's too bad. Then you won't-" Pink flashed before the italian's eyes before he was violently knocked to the side. Reacting instinctively, the italian, falling towards the river, extended the blade in his cane and hooked it onto the wall
Letting out a sigh of relief, Caesar now looked up. On the edge of the cliff, an angry, korean girl was staring at him from the cockpit of her MEKA.
"Aw, shit." He let out. But he knew Alexander wasn't going to come to his rescue. He'd have to take care of this himself.
"Everyone, DOWN ON THE GROUND!" Alexander's voice roared across the entire area, reverberating and echoing. Several Crimson Legion operatives also fired warning shots up into the sky.
Though everyone was thoroughly terrified, they quietly obeyed Alexander's order, in the simple hope he wouldn't kill them.
Satisfied, the taker off all these hostages turned towards Overwatch again. "Look who suddenly hold all the cards." He said while gesturing with his arms, like he was presenting all the hostages.
"Not all." 76 tried objecting.
"Ah, you're talking about your little sniper." Alexander said with glee. A small shock went through some of the Overwatch members. "Don't think so." He then added while sending a knowing stare to Caesar.
The italian nodded. He then began to swing back and forth on his cane, using the loose link in his mechanical shoulder to get extra distance. After a few swings, he let go of the cane and almost flew up towards Hana, who was still too focused on the sudden hostage-situation. But she quickly reacted once Caesar landed on her mech.
With a swift spin of the upper body of the mech, she tried to shake him off. But Caesar dug his fingers into the mech's plating and he remained stuck to it.
Realizing shaking him off wasn't an option, Hana instead forced her cannons to try and aim for him. But as they forced themselves into a position they weren't build for, they also gave Caesar plenty of time. Time which he used.
76 suddenly aimed his rifle at the duelling duo.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Alexander said as his cape transformed into four blades, which he placed under four different hostages throats. "No moves." He said.
The soldier reluctantly lowered his rifle. It would be difficult to hit them anyway, he told himself.
With his other hand, Caesar lifted himself up and managed to place his feet unto the mech's surface. But as they were about to dig in, he noticed something. A swift duck, and an immense spray of pellets flew by over him.
"Annoyances." The italian mumbled. With a swift set-off, he jumped over to the left cannon and mounted it. All three of his mechanical limps dug deeply into it, as Hana began swinging it around wildly.
Despite being shaken about like a toy, Caesar stubbornly remained on the cannon, while pulling out his hand-gun with his only human limp. With six inhumanly fast shots, he fired into the barrels of the cannon, two in each.
But as he accomplished that, the arm stopped swinging. He curiously looked up, only to stare down the barrels of the other cannon.
"Shit." He exclaimed.
"Gotcha!" Hana likewise exclaimed. She pressed the button, but her comment had given Caesar time.
The italian barely managed to dodge the pellets by jumping off the cannon and landing on the display-glass surrounding the cockpit.
Caesar sent a swift smile down to Hana in the cockpit. But she remained focused on the task and moved the cannon in position to fire.
"Take this!" She said.
She activated the cannon. The pellets flew forward, but in a predictable pattern. Caesar easily dodged them and they instead hammered into the glass of the cockpit.
Though she knew the mech couldn't hurt itself, the pellets still created small splashes on her display, obscuring her vision. So she let go of the trigger.
The second the cannons fell silent, Caesar landed in front of it. Six other bullets went into the cannon's barrels just like before. Two in each.
"Dammit!" Hana blurted out as she tried to redirect the cannons again. But before she could, Caesar just jumped down in front of the mech. Holstering the gun, he turned towards her and placed his hands behind his back.
"Your move." He confidently said.
Hana just stared at him for a few seconds. Ana also turned around to observe the strange turn of events. But then a thought struck her. Had he...?
"Hana, no!" The egyptian sniper shouted, but it was too late. The korean gamer pressed the triggers. Immediately, several small explosions erupted from the cannons, setting them ablaze and completely destroying them from the inside.
As she shielded herself from the blast and heat, Caesar chuckled. "Explosive bullets are truly useful." He said while pulling out his gun, reloading it and aiming for the cockpit. He fired once and the bullet got lodged in the hard glass. A second shot and they connected, erupting in another explosion which finally shattered the glass.
"Gah!" Hana said as shards of glass flew past her, one even cutting her cheek.
Once the smoke had cleared, she carefully opened her eyes. Caesar was standing, ready, right in front of her. Before she could react, he grapped her by the collar and pulled her out of the mech. She landed hard on the stone beneath her and the italian quickly placed a foot on her throat, even harder.
Desperately struggeling to get loose, Hana looked up at her captor. He suddenly extended his mechanical arm and the sound of metal came from the edge of the platform. After a few seconds, the scythe-like cane came flying back to his hand and he replaced the foot on her throat with the blade just above it.
Ana was about to throw something at him, when he smiled. "If you engage me, you won't be able to shoot when it really matters." He pointed out. Just for good measure, he also pressed the tip of the blade into Hana's throat, drawing a single drop of blood.
Ana looked like all she wanted to do was punch him. But she eventually sighed. "I'm sorry." She said before returning to her scope and aiming at Alexander.
Finally done, Caesar looked down at Alexander. "All done!" He shouted.
Alexander just nodded. "I'll admit, I don't know what your plan was with that." He then admitted as he turned back to Overwatch. "But that doesn't really matter anymore, does it? One move, and not only will half of these people loose their lives, so too will your precious pipsqueak up there."
"Why half?" Winston blurted out before thinking.
"If I killed everyone, I wouldn't be in a very good position to bargain, now would I?" He asked as an answer.
As the members of Overwatch lowered their heads, Alexander saw Lena was still discreetly on her phone. He smiled.
"Think about it." A calm, mellow voice suddenly urged. Alexander turned towards it and saw the odd omnic from before.
"And who exactly are you, you floating rustbucket?" He asked.
"Who I am doesn't matter right now-" "TELL ME OR I'LL FUCKING CUT HIM OPEN!" Alexander roared as he pulled up a man wearing a suit, likely a news-reporter.
Zenyatta calmly raised his hands. "I am Zenyatta." He answered.
"See, that wasn't so hard." The brit said as he let go of the reporter.
"Now please listen." The omnic monk urged while extending an arm out towards him. Alexander looked at him with cautious disbelief. "Please tell me, what do you hope to gain from this?"
"Sending a message." Alexander answered immediately.
"No, not for us or others." Zenyatta replied. "What do you hope to gain for yourself from this? What does your soul stand to gain from this bloody crusade?"
The brit remained cautious. "Vengeance." He reluctantly said.
"Revenge accomplishes nothing but staining the soul." The monk replied. "And I can see yours has already been stained by the mere wish of it. It has been scorched by how fiercely the wish has burned. I can clearly see it."
"You're a robot. What the hell do you know of emotions?" Alexander defended.
"Only that which I have experienced, processed and understood." Zenyatta calmly answered. "But within the Iris, everyone is equal. And I believe that It can see a way forward for you too. One with no more bloodshed."
"Shut up." Alexander mumbled.
"One where your soul can be healed. It's fractured and you don't know what you want. You're just driven by the emotions of the past. But those emotions can't keep up with your surroundings." Zenyatta continued regardless.
"Shut up shut up shut up." Alexander continued to mumble as he closed his eyes.
Instead, Zenyatta extended a hand. "Come. If you abandon your way, I can help you. The Iris can help you. You just have to let go of your past and embrace your future. A future with-" "SHUT UP!" Alexander finally managed to shout. But something strange happened.
Alexander clapsed both his hands over his ears and closed his eyes tightly as he began to stumble around. His legs seemed to not completely obey him, making him constantly readjust his stance. The cape also began to flow despite there being no wind.
His breath began to become rapidy unstable, going from raspy to deep and back constantly. And then, it was as though his very body began to blur, like he was glitching.
Catherine observed the TV and the events occuring on it with an incredible amount of interest. She had covered her mouth with her hand and her eyes didn't move an inch.
Then suddenly, she perked, as if she'd remembered something.
"What?" Emily asked. Catherine just turned towards her with an incredibly worried expression.
Alexander finally opened his eyes and looked at the members of Overwatch. His eyes were downright glowing, sending out a red light.
"GET DOWN!" Emily's voice suddenly shouted. No one asked questions and just instictively obeyed it.
A moment later, Alexander extended his arms and let out a sound that wasn't entirely human. It was a scream, a painful, hateful scream, but he didn't sound human. No, it was more mechanical, more synthetic, like a machine screaming instead of a man.
As his scream continued, he began to rise above the ground floating in the air. Winds picked up. Bolts of electricity erupted from various parts of his body.
"What the hell is happening. Should we take him out, boss?" An operative asked Caesar over comm.
"No, wait!" Their boss ordered. He looked down on the shifting Alexander. The machine-like scream pierced the air.
As suddenly as it had started, the scream ended. Alexander fell down onto his knee. His cape fell down over his back like his hair fell down over his eyes.
Slowly and carefully, Lena stepped forward. "Stop!" Emily suddenly shouted from the phone. "CC says it isn't safe."
Lena stopped. And sure enough, Alexander managed to stand up. His eyes were closed and he had a hand over one of them. He looked unnaturally exhausted.
Alexander finally reopened his eyes and looked through his fingers. They were still red but at least not glowing.
He just stood like that. Breathing heavily, but silent.
Zenyatta carefully approached him. "What happened to your father was a tragedy, I'm sure." He carefully said. "But instead of seeking vengeance for it, you should accept it and move on. Only then will you see a brighter tomorrow, instead of a dark yesterday."
Alexander just looked at him. Then, a small sound rose up from him. A laughter. His hand fell down and his eyes could now stare down Zenyatta with the purest insanity the monk had ever been witness to. His laughter rose and rose, eventually filling the entire space.
"You think I care about the man who abandoned us? The one who left his family to go fight in some backwater middle-eastern country? Why THE FUCK should I mourn a bastard like that?!" He asked. But as he did, he smiled.
"And before you ask, I couldn't care for his bitch either!" He continued. "All she wanted was him, not a family. Sure, his death broke her, but that only gave her an excuse. Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore. So we left. And I made sure she could never follow us again. Ever. Again."
Alexander's smile faded. "I fight for vengeance. But not vengance for the bastard or his bitch. No, I fight for vengeance for a world which looked the other way."
As he continued, Alexander suddenly grapped a nearby woman by the neck and lifted her up. "When we were left with no hope, who came to our rescue? Who offered a piece of themselves, so we could go on without sacrificing our souls to fill our stomachs?! I'll tell you." His other arm turned into a long blade which he placed under the woman's neck. "No one."
Alexander slowly, and seemingly unconsciously, continued to drive the blade further and further up under the frightened woman's neck. "Not a single person stopped to help us! Not our fellow people, not the government, not people with money to spare and certainly not Over-"
Alexander let go of the woman and he fell limp. Caesar, who had been distracted by the events on the bridge, swiftly turned towards Ana. She was standing straight and aiming the empty sleep-dart-pistol at Alexander. "I couldn't allow another casualty." She explained over comm.
"I see." Winston merely responded.
"A shame. I was just getting to understanding him." Zenyatta noted.
Everyone just stood and watched. No one really knew what to do or say. The Crimson Legion operatives just stood and stared at each other. Caesar seemed to be debating with himself, while keeping Hana hostage. The civillian hostages started looking at each other in confusion.
"Oh man, I didn't think it'd work this well." Sombra suddenly exclaimed out loud as she appeared behind Alexander. "I mean, I made it, but still... wow." She continued as she touched the dart sticking out of Alexander's neck.
"What now?" 76 asked.
Sombra smiled. And it was an uncomfortable smile. She then snapped and Alexander raised his head. His eyes were purple.
"Of course I could control his systems. The problem was getting it inside him. So I cannot thank you enough, Overwatch. And Doomy..." She continued while looking at a camera. "I'm sure you're watching. Thank you for all the support as well."
"What-" 76 was about to ask something else. But Sombra merely raised a finger and Alexander took a battle-ready stance.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." The mexican hacker said while waving her finger. "Don't do anything rash."
"So this was your plan from the start? Take control of him and then what?" Winston now was the one to ask the questions. Although he remained still.
"Of course!" Sombra exclaimed. "He's a machine, estúpido. And I can hack any machine or system. And now... I don't know what I'll do now. I mean, look at this!" She exclaimed while moving away from Alexander and observing him.
"I have what is likely the most powerful individual on the plant on my leash. I could do whatever I want now! But... I wonder how all those tiny bots of his are adapting to their new master. A test never hurt anyone, now did it?" She said before her eyes wandered over to Overwatch.
"You can't be serious." 76 mumbled under his breath.
"You, boy. Take out that ape." Sombra said while lazily waving an arm.
Before anyone could react, Alexander had dashed over right in front of Winston. And with one punch, he knocked the gorilla back, straight through the wooden gate, shattering it.
"No." Catherine mumbled. Her voice sounded nearly heartbroken.
If Emily hadn't been paralyzed by the turn of events as well, she would've tried to comfort her. But she just stood and stared at the TV in silence.
"No no no no no no." Catherine continued.
Winston managed to open his eyes. He was lodged into the cobblestone wall of the castle, likely bleeding from somewhere and his white armor crumbled.
Raising his eyes, he was met by the shattered wooden gate. And through it, a figure walked towards him. Its cape flowed elegantly behind it and its eyes glowed purple.
"Winston!" Lena shouted as she blinked next to him. With her help, the gorilla managed to get out of the wall.
"You bastard." 76 exclaimed as both him and Genji moved in to attack. But in one swift motion, the brit turned around and threw a line of knives. Most missed, but one pierced the soldier's wrist and three hit Genji, one in the wrist and two in the chest.
With the pair taken care off, Alexander turned back to Winston. He started approaching him, his metal boots echoing off the stone floor.
With Lena's help, Winston managed to stand up again. "Go." The gorilla said through gritted teeth.
"No, I won't abandon you!" Lena tried objecting.
"Go!" Winston just repeated. Lena didn't object, but she didn't move either. She just stood and looked at the nearly beaten gorilla she'd grown to call her friend.
"Oh my, how sweet!" A voice suddenly said. When she turned towards it, Lena saw Sombra sitting on a wooden cabinet, obviously enjoying the show.
"You..." Lena hissed.
"I think you've got bigger things to worry about." She noted before pointing a finger at the approaching Alexander.
As Sombra's puppet continued on, something came at him from behind. But without looking at it, he caught Zenyatta's orb of destruction in his hand. He slowly closed his hand, crushing the metal orb.
The mexican hacker laughed in delight. "I had not hoped it would all turn out this well." She managed to get out.
Lena sent her a venomous stare. "Please, go." Winston urged from beside her. But when he tried to move forward, his left leg failed him and he collapsed.
"Like hell I will!" Lena defiantly objected. And before Winston could argue with her, she had already drawn her pistols and was blinking towards Alexander. As she opened a barrage of bullets on him, he didn't even flinch. But she didn't stop. She went closer and was about to open a second barrage when his hand interrupted her path and caught her.
With his hands firmly locked around the collar of her coat, Lena knew this was it. She couldn't run. But he just looked at her with his purple, empty eyes.
"Good good. Dispose of her." Sombra ordered. But he just looked at her. "Oi, have your ears stopped working? I told you to finish her!" The mexican said, now louder and more annoyed.
In one swift motion, Alexander twisted his torso and launched Lena. She collided with the unexpecting Sombra and they both fell down behind the cabinet.
Sombra managed to raise her head and look around first. That's when she heard the footsteps. Turning around, she saw Alexander. He was smiling.
"What?" She exclaimed.
As Alexander began approaching her, she tried crawling backwards. A calm red color also washed over his eyes.
"Aw shit." She exclaimed before attempting to cloak herself. But with a single movement of his hand, Alexander sent a spike straight through her leg, pinning her.
She screamed but he didn't stop. Upon reaching her, he knelt down in front of her. Silent, he reached up to his neck and pulled out the dart. It was still filled with the purple powder.
"I kept it just on the edge, so it appeared like it had hit me." He explained in response to her confused expression. "I figured you weren't thorough enough to actually properly check. And look where we are now."
"You bastard!" Sombra shouted before pulling out her SMG. Alexander caught her wrist and shattered it.
"Now now, behave yourself." He said while she once again screamed in pain. He then grapped around her throat and pulled her face right in front of his. "You're lucky I need you alive. Otherwise, I would've turned you into an unrecognizable pulp of flesh, right here and now." He whispered.
He squeezed her throat. She struggled, but he kept squeezing. Eventually, she fell limp, unconscious.
Standing up again, Alexander heard the sounds of Lena waking up. When she opened her eyes, she found him right in front of her. "You're back to normal?" She asked. "How? Did... I, do something?"
"Don't flatter yourself." Alexander hissed before kicking her in the face, breaking her nose, shattering her goggles and knocking her unconscious as well.
Done with his business, Alexander went over to the limp Sombra. With very little care, he flung her body over his shoulders. He then walked back onto the carpet and saw Winston, still struggling. "You've gotten my message, haven't you?" He asked.
Winston looked up at him. "Of course." He got out through his grunts. "But, just answer me this..." He then urged. "What... are you going to do with her?"
"Do you really want to know?" Alexander asked back.
"... No." The gorilla finally answered.
"Good choice." The brit just said before turning around and walking towards the shattered gate.
As he walked, the struggling Genji laid in his path. With just a swipe of his finger, he launched the cyborg ninja into the wall.
Upon exiting, the sun had finally broken through the clouds and it briefly blinded him. But once his eyes adjusted, he saw everything was pretty much as he had left it. Caesar's standoff with Ana had just gotten a bit more intense.
"Everything worked out." Alexander shouted to Caesar. "We even got a bonus."
"Haha! I told you he would pull through!" Caesar triumphantly shouted to his subordinates. The remaining members of Overwatch just looked at him with grim expressions.
"Mission complete." Alexander said as he started walking through the hostages. "Let's leave. For now."
With another elegant bow, Caesar jumped off Hana and landed next to Alexander. The pair then calmly walked away, as the Crimson Legion operatives slowly but surely fell in behind them.
Emily breathed a sigh of relief. Now it was over. Finally.
But when she looked to her left, she found no one. She was the only occupant of her apartment now.