Chapter 38: A Week In the Holocaust Part 1: A Normal Morning.

Watchpoint:Gibraltar - Hangar - 7:30 AM

Lena was prepping her transport for today's missions and supply runs, she was oddly giddy for no apparent reason. However she noticed everyone rushing past the hangar and towards the mess like if someone had just died. She followed along and most of the workers all were staring at the flar screen in the break room with the headline "Message from Talon." Lena's medal sounded off and when she answered Winston simply said "We need the fastest jet to head to Antarctica." Lena couldn't reply due to Winston hanging up and the message starting.

World wide people watched as Reaper stood in front of a massive group of men, women and children standing in a muddy area. Reaper spoke up to the camera, his tone cold and cruel as ever "People of the world... All we wanted was for you to arrest or slaughter those who deserve it.. This could have been easy for everyone in the world, for all the innocent. But now our patience is low and we demand you do do this.. Or else..." A little boy was brought up to reaper, the child looked dirty and starved like an animal.

Lena started shaking her head as reaper pulled out his shotgun and aimed it at the child, then spoke "Return AB-31 and arrest Overwatch.. Or every town our army goes through will become a grave... Fire away.." He shot the child's head off and walked away, leaving the guards and troops to mow down the entire population of prisoners in the camp. The world watched in absolute horror as the footage played, all of the broadcasters tried their hardest to pull them off the air, but by the time they did it was done, all of those innocent people lay dead.

Lena zipped to her jet and prepared for take off, she fueled it last night and all systems had been checked and ready. She waited for the green light from the control tower, a wait that felt too damn long for her. The jet she was gonna fly was a downgraded version of her most hated jet, the Slipstream. While the teleportation matrix was removed and being tested, the jet itself was reconstructed and now turned into the fastest and most lethal combat fighter in the sky.

The jet was capable of hitting a top speed of mach 3.3 in under 30 seconds if used for reconnaissance. For combat it yielded two rapid fire pulse Vulcans that could either be used as a machine guns, or rail gun. Two missile launchers with an internal missile dock housing 20 warhead missiles of 0.5 megatons of explosive capabilities. And for propulsion it exchanged the Teleportation matrix for a quad Event Horizon jet engines, a prototype made and tested by the development team in mexico for space travel. And to wrap all of this up it was also fashioned with anti EMP materials and armor, Lena named this machine "The Slipstream: Reborn"

She radioed to the control tower "Oxton requesting permission to take off, control respond." The control tower took a moment, and responded with "Negative, we see your flight route and the weather isn't maneuverable, currently there is a snow storm at Antarctica. Flight canceled, sorry Oxton." Lena threw her helmet against the reinforced glass then exited the jet. The world was about to start a manhunt for Abel and it was only a matter of time before they found him, and she couldn't do a damn thing about it. She zipped through the halls, her resolve leading her to Winston's office.

Ecopoint - Airstrip - 8:10 AM

Hanzo stared into the cold white storm, his eyes focused on the lights of any workers stranded out in the storm. Abel stood beside him, in wait for the last of the personale to arrive so they could seal off the hangars and get back to the research facilities. Hanzo saw a dim light in the blizzard and nodded at Abel, lighting a flare Abel signaled the workers to the hangar and watched them come with some trolleys with supplies and equipment. Hanzo counted them and asked in a half yell "And the rest?!"

The worker responded loudly with "The generators on the other side need to be sealed! They went to close them and make sure they don't freeze over!" Hanzo swore to himself and looked at Abel and explained "Alright, Abel i need you to go to the generators, they are half a kilometer straight ahead. I will connect a tedder to you incase you need to be pulled back." Abel nodded and made himself some equipment to fend off the wild dogs and to signal Hanzo from the other side of the air strip, then put on the tedder and fastened it.

-Insert Music: Blizzard by Two Steps From Hell-

Abel walked into the storm with a flare gun in hand, and a metal rod in the other. Every 5 meters he set down a rod to mark where he came from, while keeping the flare incase he got lost to signal Hanzo. After 15 minutes Abel arrived at the generators, a massive building with half disks sticking out of it. He sighed and entered the front door to find the other workers, they were trying to jump start a downed generator, to no avail, it wasn't gonna start up from in here.

The leader of the group was an old man by the name of Willy, he had pale skin and a marvelous brown beard that reached his chest. Willy groaned and informed everyone present "It's not gonna start up, the bloody thing must have been severed from the Solar array disk..." Abel walked up and asked "Any way to repair it?" Willy nodded "Aye, but i will need an assistant carrying the connector cable and a guard... Dogs got us pinned here and we don't got much ammo." Abel looked at the guns they had and couldn't help, all were energy based.

Abel looked at them and asked "Any way i can help?" Willy looked and nodded, informing Abel "Yeah lad... We need you to get those starving mutts off our arses and keep them distracted, do that for five minutes and we would be golden." Abel nodded and made a Winchester Model 1897 shotgun, then headed back into the snow to prepare a safe area for him to traverse without getting lost. He set up a small arena with some makeshift barricades and old sheet metal, now the last part, bait,Abel cut his palm and let the blood drip onto the snow.

The reaction took some time, but Abel heard it, the howls of the dogs and the barks in the distance getting louder. He bandaged his wound up and put on a pair of thermal gloves, this was gonna get messy. The dogs jumped over the barricades and growled at Abel, their bodies thin due to starvation, but they looked feral, and vicious. Abel aimed at the first one as it jumped at him, shooting it in mid air as more came. They all tried to strike Abel down, but it wouldn't work, teleporting was Abel's best friend right now.

Abel was shooting them as they came left, right and center, they never stood a chance like this. That was until the biggest problem of using a pump action shotgun arose, reloading. Abel had to reload while running and teleporting all over the place, and at that point there were roughly 8 dogs all over the place trying to munch on him. Abel barely got 3 shells in before he was tackled down by a mutt, Abel held it off him with his shotgun as it tried to bite his face off, Abel growled and kicked it off.

Abel watched as they charged at him simultaneously, their growls and barks becoming louder and even more violent. Abel surprised them by shooting a flare at the first one in his sights, making a nice bright red light flash them quickly. Afterwards he emptied his shotgun once more then pulled out his bayonet and started stabbing their necks and chests. By this time the men were finishing up the repair, while Abel struggled to keep his space between him and the mutts, mainly because with a blade he would need to react faster, and with the storm getting harder, this was becoming more of our lasting them than kill them.

-Song Ends-

Abel was surrounded by these feral hounds, their growls seemed like the cries of hell he had heard in his dream, just more violent and lethal. Abel held his bayonet ready when a volley of arrows struck down the hounds behind him and gave Abel some breathing space. From the left came the Japanese archer with his storm bow in hand and another set of arrows ready, Hanzo ran up behind Abel and covered his back, stating "Saw the flare and heard the howls... Good work." Abel nodded and prepared.

Ecopoint - Research Facility - 9 AM

Brigitte and Pharah both heard the lounge doors swish open and looked, they found both Abel and Hanzo covered in blood, snow, and panting hard. Pharah pinched the bridge of her nose and asked in a irritated tone "What happened this time?" Hanzo knew better than to let Abel speak and responded flatly "Wild dogs attacking the workers... Seriously learn to keep them contained and fed.." Brigitte watched as Abel washed his hands and sat next to her, just to have her pet him and melt away like a puppy.

Hanzo and Pharah watched him be guided by Brigitte's hand to the point he had his head laying on her lap. Her fingers running through the brunette's hair like if he was some kind of pet. Both older members simply felt abit uncomfortable with this and asked at the same time "What are you doing?" Brigitte looked up at them with a small pout and replied "What? He enjoys it." Hanzo simply chuckled while Pharah groaned. Brigitte simply continued petting her "Dog" to the point that Pharah just wanted to slaughter them both.

Zenyatta entered shortly after and stared at the scene before him, Hanzo chuckling without a drop of Sake in his body, Pharah furious as ever, and Abel melting away at the playful petting Brigitte was giving him, Yup, strange morning. Zenyatta simply cleared his verbal chamber and spoke up to the group "Alright, time for meditation Abel, Pharah, follow me." Both Abel and Pharah looked at each other then at Zenyatta begrudgingly, both feeling Zenyatta was punishing them for fighting yesterday. Both groaned and got up, followed Zenyatta down the hall and remained silent, like a pair of grounded children. Zenyatta felt this and contained any comment on it.

Ecopoint - Training Room - 9:10 AM

Zenyatta watched as both his pupils came out of their respective locker room, each wearing their exercise clothes, abel wearing his hoodie and windbreakers and pharah wearing a sport's bra and jogging pants. Zenyatta nodded and spoke up in a firm, yet warm tone "Good to see both of you are better after your... Little fit... But now we must continue. But i brought you for a reason.. One that both of you should be aware of." Zenyatta showed them the broadcast talon shares world wide, leaving both brother and sister in silence.

Pharah growled and turned to glare at Abel but found her glare fall short when she saw how terrified Abel looked. He knew the implications this brought upon him, he was now the international target of the world, it was just a matter of time before he was found. Zenyatta nodded and spoke "I see you both understand what this means... And i expect for both of you to aid one another.. Not fight like bickering children.." Abel and Pharah looked at each other briefly, Abel simply nodded.

Zenyatta nodded and instructed "Now, i need both of you to learn to cooperate with one another, trust each other, rely on each other." Abel raised a brow as he could feel Pharah boiling up with rage. Zenyatta looked at them and sighed "I need you both to get over your childish banter, you are brother and sister, allies to one another." Abel looked at Pharah and nodded at her. She raised a brow at him and asked "What? You really gonna trust me after all the stuff i have done? Yeah right.." Zenyatta spoke up to her "Then let's do the simplest trust test."

And starting the Holocaust... I am going straight to hell for saying that, but we already live in hell, so fuck it. Got my first actuall review on this fic, but i can't help but to feel i haven't earned it yet. I appreciate your comment BlueBlood221, and i hope you are enjoying it. As for the rest of you i wish you the same, but remember, i can't tell if i'm doing good, or bad unless i hear from you the reader. Go ahead, rain hell on my fic, it teaches us something in the end. Also gonna start adding more umph into the soundtrack i have been using, you know, some AudioMachine and Two Steps From Hell.

Also for Ragna... i'll see if i can work on that... no promises.

And i did get one request that peeked my interest, i will make a single 10K long chapter as a Pilot on it, but all i can say is this: Kids Next Door, BATTLE STATIONS!

And like always, i'm still in the trenches, and hope you enjoyed.