A/N: *chuckles nervously* Hi guys. Soooooo... I bet most of you forgot that this was even a thing, huh? Yeah, I'm so sorry. I really don't have any excuse, other than I've been busy with both school stuff and doing some other writing that I haven't posted. I should probably have warned all of you that the updates for this would be sporadic at best. I wish that I could give you a massive chapter to make up for it, but all I can do is try to update more often. Now, on with the long-delayed chapter!
Sombra was on a long term mission in Dorado, and was sitting in a small hotel room with all her tech set up. She had been ordered to try to figure out who had been murdering Overwatch members. She was going through the records of all the major players in the world, seeing who had the money, power and desire to kill Overwatch. Sombra sighed, resting her head in her hand. The security of all these rich people were nothing compared to the woman who had hacked Volskaya Industries, but there was nothing on most of them even distantly related to Overwatch. She exited the thirty-fourth computer she had hacked into, and started hacking into the next computer. This one belonged to some old, rich asshole named Redmond Mann. She started hacking into his database, surprised that his computer had some pretty good security on it. Just as she had almost cracked his security, all her tech, as well as the lights in the room, shut down. Sombra looked up, startled. "Dios mierda," she muttered under her breath. She stood up and started walking towards the door, only for it to open before she got there. In the dark, she could see a small speck of light.
Sombra started, jumping back and grabbing her machine pistol from her desk. She brought it up and aimed it at the mysterious spark. "Who are you?" She shouted. She heard a soft chuckle. The spark went out, and a small fire appeared from a lighter, She saw what looked like a man in a blue ski mask. He gave a small grin. "Ah, Mademoiselle. I am ze Spy. I know who you have been looking for, ze people who have been killing ze members of Overwatch. I have been sent to inform you zat my allies are ze ones who have been killing all ze so-called heroes." Sombra was shocked. "So what do you want from me?" She asked. The Spy smirked. "Well, first, we wanted to make sure you didn't find anything on us before we spoke to you. Second, we wanted to speak to Talon about working with us." Sombra smirked. "Sorry amigo, I don't have the authority to make deals for Talon. Besides." She raised her machine pistol. "I don't trust you."
She opened fire, the bullets striking the Spy directly in the chest. He collapsed to the ground in a spray of blood. Sombra smirked, lowering her gun to her side. She stiffened, however, when a razor-sharp knife pushed up against her neck. She glanced to the right, and her heart stopped when she saw the Spy standing there, a cocky smirk on his face. "Ah, mademoiselle, I'm not zat easy to keel. I hope zat you will be willing to talk now?" Sombra scoffed. "Sure, trust the guy who's holding a knife to my neck. How stupid do you think I am?" Spy shrugged. "Stupid enough to attempt to shoot a guy named the Spy and expect him not to be prepared." Sombra gritted her teeth. "Well, did you think I wouldn't be prepared?" Sombra activated her Stealth ability, and slipped out of her captors grasp. She sprinted out of the hotel room, getting away from the hotel as fast as she could. Her ability wore off as she ran outside. Pausing, she began panting for breath, confident that the Spy wouldn't be able to reach her. After all, she had turned invisible and ran, he couldn't possibly have followed her- she heard a gunshot and felt a sharp pain in her side. Collapsing to a single knee, she grabbed at her side. She looked over to the left, just in time to see the Spy casually walking over, a smoking pistol held in his hand. He slipped the pistol back into his suit, and pulled out a cigarette case.
He calmly lit his cigarette, and replaced his cigarette case. He grabbed her by the neck and lifted her into the air. "Well, mademoiselle, I suppose zhere's no chance in us working togezher now. I believe my only choice is to dispose of you and take all of your information." Sombra barked out a raspy laugh. "Good luck with that, amigo. My things are all DNA locked." Spy chuckled. "True, but do you need to be alive?" Before Sombra could say anything, the spy pulled a butterfly knife out of his pocket. Flipping it open, the Spy stabbed forward into Sombras neck. He carefully cut off a small chunk of flesh. "Let's see if my friends can make a permanent transformation device." He pulled his cigarette case out of his inside pocket, and transformed into an exact duplicate of Sombra. He ran as fast as he could to Sombra's hotel. Looking at the row of computers, he sighed. "Zhis could take a while."
The Medic was sitting in his laboratory, running a series of experiments on the bodies of Overwatch members as well as their technology. He heard the door to his laboratory slam open, and spun around to see the Spy barging into his laboratory. The Frenchman threw a small flash drive at him, which he almost missed. "Zhat is all of zhe data zhat zhe Sombra girl had. I intercepted zhe Blu Spy and duplicated zhe data that he had." Medic held up the flash drive and chuckled. "Excellent, excellent, mein freund. Bring this to the Engineer, let him go through what you got." The Spy nodded. "Any results from the gear we stole?" Medic grinned. "Yes indeed. The staff we got from Mercy is absolutely fascinating. This biotic energy has so much potential, especially if I can combine it with my healing ray. I could heal our allies twice as fast! And combining this damage booster with my Ubercharge could make us both invincible and twice as strong! If I can repurpose the biotic energy to have the inverse effect, I can make our enemies weaker or drain their health, then send the health back into one of our allies. And don't even get me started on what I can do with these wings! We can drop an army on our enemies heads without them knowing until it's too late." The Spy grinned at Medics excitement. "And what has the Engineer gotten done with the other gear?" Medic waved a hand dismissively. "Go talk with him about that. I'm currently running experiments on the body of this Tracer. I want to see if I can replicate her chronal disassociation, and therefore her powers." Spy nodded, snatched up the flash drive, and left the room.
Walking through the base, Spy entered the Engineer's garage. He found the Southern man drinking a beer as he typed away at a computer, with half-disassembled Overwatch gear scattered all over. Spy tossed the hard rive to the Engineer, who deftly caught it and plugged it into his computers. The Engineer whistled happily. "Well, well, well. This is quite a prize. How the hell did you get all of this data?" The Spy smirked. "I need to keep some secrets, don't I, mon ami?" Engineer chuckled. "Well, either way, what we have here is a crapton of data on all of Overwatch's members, and the members of Talon, and a couple of mercenaries. In other words, all the people we need to kill." Spy grinned. "Well, get started on going through all of this data." Engineer nodded. "You got it. Got anymore Overwatch gear for me to work with?" Spy shook his head. "Zhe girl had cybernetic enhancements. Medic will be examining her body. We'll see if he sends you down the enhancements after we steal the girls body." Engineer nodded. "Right. Well, you go do something," Spy chuckled. "Keep working with that gear."
Winston slumped down in his seat. Filled with fear, he went to the news site of doom, as he had now termed it. He looked for any news of Overwatch members being killed, but only found news of a murder and trashed hotel room in Dorado, Mexico. Winston sighed in relief, not knowing that this seemingly inconsequential murder was building up to the death of everyone he knew, as well as himself.
A/N 2: Sorry there wasn't much action in this chapter, but I was just trying to make it how I think it would go. Sorry again for it taking so long to post this chapter, but I promise that I will try to update more often. Thanks so much for reading, all the reviews, and everything else. Feel free to give me feedback on how to improve my writing. See you in the next chapter! (AKA next year :))
