*London Bridge: Borough Market Side*
The authorities could do nothing but stare at the almost artful battle. One fighting with surprising strength and cunning, while the other fought with incredible speed and persistence.
Seeing that their fight had grinded to a standstill, Agong decided to change tactics. Ignoring his opponent, he turned his attention to the crowds.
"Oi! Your fight's with me!" she yelled, blinking in front of him.
Ignoring her and her pesky bullets, he powered through her and began killing everyone he could see.
"Stop it!" she yelled.
The police surged forwards to stop him, but their numbers are too few as many have relocated to respond to the riots in the city.
Blinking on top of his arm, she tried to wrestle the gun from his grip, but it only served to make her an easy target.
In her haste, she did not see the hand that punched her to the ground, narrowly avoiding his stomp by blinking away.
"I thought you're some sort of hero, ghost? Common! Stop me!" he challenged as he shoots up an ambulance.
"No!"
Lena quickly blinked in and out of the ambulance, pulling them out in blue lights.
"Everybody okay?" she asked nervously as the doctors look around, wondering how they are now outside.
Without warning, Agong punched her from behind, causing her to land headfirst into the ground.
"Well well… You actually saved them, let me fix that"
She could only look on with anguish, unable to move or shout due to the shock, as he points his gun at the closest doctor.
"I like that look on your face" he said with glee as he squeeze the trigger slowly.
She looked away, unable to watch when she heard a familiar voice.
"Why don't you pick on someone your own size"
The ground shook violently and heard Agong fell to the ground with a loud "Oof"
"Tracer, you okay?"
"Winston?" she asked, opening her eyes slowly.
Indeed the scientist stood before her, his Tesla Cannon sparkling with electricity.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, slowly standing on wobbly legs.
"I'm here to take you back but I don't know where are the others"
"They're not in the safehouse?" she asked, all pain suddenly vanished.
"It was under attack and they've escaped, go find them, I'll catch up"
"Be careful Winston, he is more dangerous than he looks"
"Yes, he took two punches before I knocked him down"
"I've never eaten a talking gorilla before" Agong said, standing back up.
"Scientist"
"Excuse me?"
"I prefer if you refer to me as a scientist"
"Then I'll eat your brains first"
"Tracer, go" Winston said.
Nodding, she blinked off.
*London: Alleyway*
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Quillion dropped to his knees as Sigma and SS28 continued their assault.
Ever since this 'Doctor' appeared, their attacks have become increasingly aggressive but cautious.
Worst of all, whenever any of them sustain damage, they would immediately be healed by the yellow gas.
Only SS28 is within his range while Moira and Sigma stood behind the barrier, observing them as if they are conducting an experiment.
"This is annoying" he thought as he deflected a claw, his advantage of them underestimating him is gone.
"Can't you just crush her?" Moira asked, indicated the walls behind Emily.
"Until the songs of the universe plays that tune, I cannot do that" he replied, forming a thin spear out of rocks and shot it forwards to her.
Seeing this, Quillion forced SS28 away, earning a deep gash across his thigh, and grabbed it. Despite being fueled with Battle Rage, he could only redirect it to the ground.
The effort was too much and he dropped to the ground once more, clenching his teeth as his arms and legs burned with pain, his lungs and stomach cramping fiercely.
He could not even feel himself breathing as he gasped for air.
Even holding the knife now hurts, as if the hilt is made of needles.
"Impressive" Sigma clapped "Give us the girl and we might just let you live".
The response is a bullet exploring an inch away from his face.
"I like his fire, I would love to dissect him" Moira said, watching him with great interest.
"I'd like to see you try" Quillion thought, forcing himself to stand, fearing that if he stayed on the ground for too long, he would not be able to get back up.
"I doubt you will learn anything new" Sigma replied.
"There is something special about him" she said.
At those words, SS28 snapped Moira a look, a look Quillion noticed.
"Sounds like you are no longer mommy's favorite" he taunted.
Sigma and Moira looked at one another, confused what he meant by that, but SS28 understood.
Though she does not understand the word "mommy", deep down she knew the taunt is insulting her bond with Moira, inflaming her with anger.
Seeing an easy prey and the need to earn the approval of Doctor, she attacked once again.
Forcing an advantage, Quillion threw himself into her overextended arm and drove his knife deep into her stomach before kicking her back to the ground.
"Disappointing" Moira sighed, looking down on her creation, spraying the strange yellow gas over her.
"Shut up…" she muttered under her breath.
"What did you say?"
"I said shut up!"
"28! Shall I remind you of your place?" Moira growled, opening the palm of her right hand, revealing a purple orb.
"Why didn't you throw that in earlier?" Sigma asked.
"Not now Sigma!"
28? Moira? Sigma? That's their names?
As they are distracted, he slowly holster his pistol and pull out a grenade from his pocket and released the pin.
"Whatever happens, stay low" he whispered.
"Why?" Emily asked.
*Streets of London*
Lena pushed her Chronal Accelerator to its limit, endlessly blinking across the city until she reached the ruined safehouse, looking for clues where they could've gone.
"Emily please be safe" she thought desperately.
"Help!" someone yelled.
She looked and saw a group of Omnics breaking into a store, the staff trapped on the roof.
Without thinking, she blinked and transported them to safety.
Before they realize they have been rescued, she ran off, forced to run as the Chronal Accelerator slowly recharges itself.
Everything she sees reminded her of the Uprising. Omnics rioting on the streets while fire burns freely and sirens blared as police and firemen rushed to contain the situation.
Desperate, she climbed up to a building and looked around, trying to figure out which of the many paths Quillion would've taken.
"Common luv, give me something to work with" she begged, calling Emily on her communicator.
*London: Alleyway*
For a moment Quillion thought he was in a movie. His efforts to creep into Sigma's barrier thwarted by the ringing of a communicator behind him, catching everyone's attention.
Quillion place both hands on the back of the knife and charged.
He was inches away from passing the barrier when Sigma raised a hand, effortlessly lifting him up into the air.
"You are quick, but you are still subject to gravity" he said lazily.
To their surprise, Quillion has a wide grin on his face.
"What's so funny?" 28 asked.
"Block that"
Rolling beneath the barrier, the grenade exploded. The force of the blast combined with their overconfidence yielded beautiful results.
Caught completely by surprise, they were flung to the surrounding walls, while Quillion merely dropped to the floor, the brunt of the force blocked by Sigma's own barrier.
Landing ungracefully to the ground, he wanted nothing more than to just lay there and rest, but he knew his time is short.
Leaning against the wall he forced himself to stand, his knees buckling as he walked.
Keeping a watchful eye on Sigma and 28, he limped over to Moira, and grabbed the arm with the yellow tube.
"Is it over?" Emily asked from behind.
"I think so…"
Praying it would work, he slice the yellow tube on her left arm and yellow gas instantly sprayed out.
He sighed in relief as it wash over him. Slowly but surely, he felt his wounds slowly closing.
"Doctor!"
Driven by rage, 28 attacked but it is obvious that she is hurt.
Jumping to his feet, he walked backwards calmly, his body back to fighting condition.
The exchange was short but brutal.
Luring her in with a smile, he waits for an opening.
Raising both her hands into the air, she slashed down. In one swift motion, Quillion grabbed her by the hair and, using her own momentum, impaled her to the spear.
"This my friend… This is the true hell" he whispered as her face is contorted with pain, her mouth wide open to scream but only a gasping sound came out.
Quillion looked around him and he began to chuckle.
The chuckle became a laugh.
The laugh became a drawn out shout.
Finally! Here is proof that he is stronger than he has ever been before, he is now superior to the Owl, and now he is superior to at least three Talon Agents.
With jubilation he raised his hands into the air. He have never been more alive.
"Who called?" he asked Emily, walking towards her.
"That was Lena, I told her where we are and she is on her way"
The sounds of shifting rocks caught their attention.
"You are going to pay for this" Sigma threatened.
*Streets of London*
"On my way!"
Taking every shortcut available, Lena ran as fast as she could, rapidly blinking over rioting crowds or barricades she comes across.
Despite her speed, it would take another twenty minutes to reach them as they are at the other side of the city.
Even though Emily claims she is alright the mission is not over until she personally escorts her into the shuttle.
"Look out!" she heard someone shout.
She blinked away just as a car drove up to the pavement.
Reappearing on the car, she saw it is an Omnic purposefuly targeting civilians.
"Stop the car!" she shouted, but it ignored her.
Equipping her pistol, she shattered the glass with a shot and slide in.
Their scuffle was quick as the Omnic is a civilian model, it stood no chance against her, who easily overpowered it and drove the car into a wall, stopping the rampage.
"For the Null Sector!" it shouted, pulling out a knife.
"No don't!"
It slashed wildly at Lena and drew blood. With little choice, she destroyed it with a bullet in the head.
With little time to reflect, she jumped out and continue her run to Emily's location.
*London: Alleyway*
"You are going to pay for this" Sigma threatened.
"And how do you plan to do that?" Quillion asked cockily.
He holds all the cards. They have no more healing gas, stamina, and are at their limits, while he is everything but those things.
Sigma raised an arm above his head and Quillion readies his Battle Rage, preparing himself for anything.
The fingers snapped and Quillion matched the timing with his Battle Rage.
At first he was puzzled as nothing happened.
Then he saw it.
The golden bullet traveled at an incredible speed, faster than any bullet he has ever come across.
But it is still too slow.
"Aiming for my stomach? Amateur" he laughed.
He stood still and gave it a thought.
"Should I shoot it out of the air? Or should I Matrix this?"
Checking his pistol, he saw he only have one full mag left.
"Meh, bullets are expensive"
Posing himself properly, he deactivated his Rage. The bullet sped past him and he stood back up.
"Any more surprises before I take you out?" Quillion said as he advances towards Sigma.
The man looked straight past Quillion and smiled.
"Mission accomplished, good shot"
Looking behind him, he felt his blood froze.
Emily stood shocked, not knowing the full gravity of what happened to her as she stares at the growing bloodstain on her shirt.
"NO!" he shouted, sprinting towards her as he pulled out the last Biotic Field.
He just needs to plant this near her, she just needs to be within the reach of its influence, then she will be fine. She will be fine as soon as he gets close enough.
Almost there...
"Oh no, that will not do" Sigma said as he dislodged the spear from SS28 and shot it at Quillion.
A sharp pain shot across both legs, the spear pinning them together side by side.
As he fell to the ground, SS28, now free, immediately attacked.
Both her claws pierced into his back, taking great care to avoid vital organs.
"I am going to enjoy this" she whispered into his ear as he yelled in pain.
Gripping the Biotic Field, he crawled closer to Emily, who is now sitting on the floor, her hands over the wound as she began groaning in pain.
"That's it dog, you're almost there" SS28 taunted as she sat on his back, pulling out a claw only to stab it back in.
Gasping and crying out in pain, he continued crawling, fighting through the pain with sheer desperation, unable to activate his Rage so soon after the last one.
But he is close. Once he activates it, she will be fine, then he will deal with these monsters.
When he finally made it, he place his thumb over the button.
"Whoops, can't have you using this" 28 said as he felt the precious device ripped out of his hand.
"Give that back!" Quillion roared, frustration and desperation completely taking over as he struggled pathetically, now completely under their mercy.
"28, stop playing with him, we need to go back" Sigma said as he picks Moira up.
"Wait! Please! Just let her live! Don't let her die!" he begged.
"Why?" Sigma asked curiously.
"She's just a nurse! She's not going to hurt anyone! Kill me instead! Trade my life with hers!" Quillion cried, desperate to change their minds.
The Talon agents looked at him in amusement before Sigma gave a slight nod to SS28.
SS28 place the device next to Quillion's head for one hopeful second… Before she began to crush it in her claw.
"NO!" Quillion shouted as he tried to reach for it, but he has been completely immobilized with her other claw.
"This my friend… This is the true hell" she repeated mockingly before destroying it with a flick of her wrist.
"All of you are dead..." Quillion said, as tears of rage poured down his face "I swear to whatever gods you believe in, you are all dead..."
"Looks like the nurse does hurt people" Sigma said.
"Hurry up, we need to bring Doctor back to Italy"
Those were the last word he heard from them that day as they retreated.
"Emily..." Quillion groaned as he grabbed the now ruined Biotic Field.
"Maybe it will still work, maybe a miracle would happen and it will work" he thought desperately.
Her face is now pale from blood loss and her breathing shallow.
He plant it onto the ground… And nothing happened.
Again and again he tried.
Again and again, nothing happened.
Throwing it away, he tried to stand. To run for help, but the spear has rendered his legs useless.
He saw her sliding onto the floor in the pool of blood. Her blood.
"Help! Somebody help!" he cried out.
"Quillion..." he heard her say weakly.
"Quiet, just calm down and..." he began, but her weak cold hand grabbed his, stopping him.
"Promise you'll take care of Lena for me?" she said with a smile, tears streaking down her face.
Quillion looked at her eyes and he began to cry.
He has seen that look many times in battle, especially during that fateful day when he was frozen. The cloudy, glassy look that always haunts him.
He wanted to say things such as "You will take care of her yourself" and "Don't talk like that" or even "You are going to make it" but one can only bleed so much blood.
He tried to speak. To say the word 'Yes'. To give the last remaining comfort anyone could give to the dying.
But he could not, each time he opened his mouth, a sob gripped his throat.
In the end, he could only give a nod.
"Tell her I love her?"
He nodded again.
"Thank you Quillion... For everything..."
"EMILY!"
Quillion knew that voice and in that moment, he was crushed, for he felt relieved that she is here at Emily's final moments... Only to be reminded that he is the reason why this will be their final moments.
As Lena ran past him, he turned his head away, unable to bear the shame.
"No... No no no no no" Lena cried as she cradled Emily in her arms, placing a hand over the wound, horrified on how cold her body is.
"Lena..." Emily said weakly, her pale lips stretched thin at the sight of her.
"Winston! Come to these coordinates now!" she yelled, pressing a button before returning her attention on Emily.
"Lena…"
"What do I do? Tell me what to do!" Lena screamed frantically, the sight of Emily dying in a pool of this much blood has completely broken the veteran agent.
"Sing that song for me again?" Emily requested softly.
"What...?" Lena sobbed as the light in Emily's eyes begin to fade.
"That song..." Emily said, grabbing Lena's hand "Can you sing it for me again?"
"The song…?"
"Please…? Just one last time…"
"Okay… S-sure luv" Lena stuttered as she caressed Emily's cold face.
Lena tried. God did she try... But only gasps and sobs left her lips.
"It's okay... Lena… It'll be fine…" Emily managed.
"No… Not without you…"
"It's ok... It's ok… I love you Lena Oxton..."
"I love you Emily... Oh God... I love you… Please don't go… Don't leave me…" Lena said as she gives her lover one final kiss.
A light rain began to fall, its cold drops showered over them as they laid in that alley.
Wise men say…
Her voice was shaking, filled with sadness and pauses, but Lena whispered the song into Emily's ear.
She sang as Emily slowly closes her eyes.
She sang until she felt her drift into the eternal sleep.
Lena looked at her face for the final time and saw that she has passed with one of the most peaceful smiles she's ever seen.
When Winston finally found them, he was shocked to find a severely injured Quillion and Lena holding onto a body in a destroyed alley.
"Oh no..." Winston said when he recognizes who she is holding.
"Winston... Help me..." Lena said, her eyes never leaving Emily.
