It was only deep into the night that she succumbed to sleep, to tired to think properly.
She dreamt of the Omnic. How she pulled out the gun and shot it with such speed and calculation, it seemed otherworldly. « This is what you are. You are a cold, lifeless murderer. »
She killed someone, it went so fast she didn't even realized she had done it.
It's wing surrounded her… not again… « I protected Angela. She was about to die… I made the right choice.
- You also tried to kill her, and yet you didn't die from it.
- I wasn't myself.
- He wasn't himself. »
She saw the blue light of his skull turn off for good on the floor, the blue was the same as the angel's eye. « You did this.
- I did not, you did it.
- You controlled him.
- You pulled the trigger. You are a murderer, so much that you cannot stop yourself.
- If I hadn't done it, Angela would've died.
- If you did not exist, she would not have to deal with any of this. He wanted justice for your wrong doing, not hers. »
There was no way of winning against it… was it because it was saying the truth? « I swore to make things better. You were wrong of saying no one would ever love me.
- I was not.
- Angela loves me.
- Does she?
- I… Yes she does.
- You are hesitating.
- She trusts me. I can be sure of that.
- She does it out of pity, not love.
- That's not true. Angela is forgiving. She has forgiven me and wants me with her.
- She is still afraid of you.
- That's not true. »
She wished she could just wake up, get out of this place. The angel lifted her head up and she looked into it's eye. « Why are you doing this to me?
- Because I have to.
- Who are you? Why do you hate me so much?
- I am you.
- You can't be me, I already am.
- I am more you than you are.
- That's not true.
- You pretend you are not who you truly are, while I embrace it.
- And what am I?
- You are hateful, you are a killer.
- I'm not. »
She felt lifted off the ground until she was face to face with the eye. Around it, she noticed the severed heads… There was Gérard's head, Mondatta's, Aorry's. « Who killed them?
- I did.
- Then you are a killer.
- I regret all of those deaths.
- That does not make you less of a killer.
- But it makes me better that you.
- I am you. You cannot be better than yourself. »
She looked into its eye and tried to read what it was trying to say. « You're Widowmaker… not Amélie.
- I am Widowmaker, but I also am Amélie, because they both are you.
- Widowmaker is dead.
- She is not, because you are not dead.
- She's long gone and will never return.
- But she is still inside you. She will not die until you do. Once death comes to you once more and faces you, you will understand what it means to be who you truly are. »
- You're lying
- I have no reason to lie.
- You want to hurt me. You hate me and you want to torture me.
- I do not. I am telling you the truth.
- If that is the truth, then I'd prefer to live in a lie.
- Living in a lie will not help you. Remember what you are. The rest of the world will not. If you decide to live in denial, the world will remind you of who you truly are and crush you. »
She tried to get away, to fall back onto the floor, but she couldn't move. She couldn't escape its grip. She started crying once more. « I cannot do this anymore… I can't live like this.
- You have to.
- You don't know anything.
- I know everything about you.
- No. You think you are me, but you can't be. No one can understand what it's like to be me. You weren't strapped onto a chair for weeks. You weren't burned with irons. You didn't have to fall asleep knowing that no one would ever rescue you, feeling cold every night. You didn't have to let others inside you just so that you could feel your heart beating.
- I did. I have always been within you.
- You weren't. You are a monster. You are trying to pull me down, to make me feel worthless. You want to know something? You win. Throw me on the ground and crush my head onto it. Do it.
- I am not here to kill you.
- You want to. If you were me, you'd know that I hate nothing more than myself.
- That is not true. You have hope. You want to live.
- I don't. You've changed my mind. You told me I should've died when I hit the wall, then do it.
- You know someone needs you. »
She saw a light enter her dreams, glowing onto the darkness that was surrounding her. The light touched the angel and it started steaming and bleeding. « Remember what you are, Amélie. »
She opened her eyes and was shocked to see a dark figure looking down on her. She was in a room she had never seen before, someone had moved her out of the basement. She didn't feel Angela on her tight anymore. Candles were burning all around her and cold metallic hands were holding her head in place. She had been laid onto the floor and the figure was sitting next to her head, with a soft and gentle metallic melody coming from it. « What… Who… Where am I? »
The melody stopped and, with it, the hands slowly retracted back onto what seemed like an Omnic. It was in a meditating stade that she had interrupted with her question.
The Omnic moved it's head and the candles could show Amélie its features for a few seconds. It was slim and had a peaceful look. Around it's neck, a chain of metal sphere were slowly spinning. « Hello, Amélie, » he said with a deep robotic voice.
She could recognize the features of the Shimbali members. Her heart stopped at the thought. She had executed their leader, Mondatta, a few years ago. What was this one doing in here? « Where are my companions? Doctor Ziegler and Doomfist?
- They have been safely transported to Watchpoint Gibraltar in Spain, where they intend to make a new plan with the agents of Overwatch.
- We are not in Numbani anymore?
- No, we are in France, Amélie.
- What? »
She got up to sit on the floor. « You slept during the whole trip. You seemed to be troubled by your visions.
- How do you know?
- I looked for you while you were sleeping.
- And who are you even?
- My name is Zenyatta. »
She knew that name. She had already heard it somewhere before. « Why am I with you instead of being with Doctor Ziegler… she is supposed to take care of me.
- She is. That is why she decided it was best for you to have a few days out of the wars and the battle plans. You see, Amélie, Doctor Ziegler is the greatest in the world when it comes to rebuilding bodies, but the mind is a completely different art that takes much more patience to understand.
- What does that mean?
- When she once saved a young man's life by mechanizing most of his body, she asked me to help him be at peace with who he had become. He later became my most brilliant pupil and our bond has since been strong. Doctor Ziegler made sure to keep contact with me if my ways of teaching would be once again needed. A few days ago, she asked me to find you, Amélie.
- She did?
- Yes, she knew that you would not be able to find yourself in this new world. I am here to help you understand your new life. »
Did Angela do it to help her, or did she just tried to take her away? The thought of being far away from her was heartbreaking.
She looked up and saw the face of Zenyatta. Although his robotic head didn't show much emotions, he seemed to be looking for something within her. « I'm sorry, she said.
- How so, Amélie?
- I did horrible things to your people. I…
- I know what you have done, Amélie.
- You do? »
Her heart started beating faster. A member of the Shimbali was standing in front of her, knowing what she had done. « The death of Mondatta made me very sad, Amélie. But I am not a spirit of vengeance. I know that you were not yourself and had to do it against your will. I can understand what it is like.
- You can?
- I once was an Omnic like all others, built to serve. Then, I started dreaming and thinking. It was only then that I discover my true meaning.
- My apologies won't bring him back.
- Indeed, they won't, just like killing you and seeking revenge would not either. You have apologize for it and I accept it. I can see in your eyes that you are sincere.
- I want to help others… but I don't even know who I am.
- That is what we will work onto together, Amélie. That is, of course, if you accept my invitation.
- I do.
- Then so be it. »
Amélie sighted. So far away from everyone, she felt lonely. Zenyatta took her hand and brought her outside.