Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Gaming Galore. Enjoy the 3100-word chapter. I don't own Overwatch; Blizzard and a few others do.

Radley sat in the tank of medical fluid which had been under the eye of Mercy all day. She was well aware of the fact that that one wrong error in her data meant that he'd be collapsing into heart failure or something similar.

He was put into a medically induced coma at the moment. Mercy hated the idea of putting one of her patients in possible danger… But the fact that he was a cyborg that was capable of murder on a scale that seemed almost improbable? She had reasons to keep him from running around.

'How is Hannah not mad that he's becoming a monster possibly? She's aware they did this to get to her at the least.' Mercy stated as she frowned to herself while slowly starting to type on the console in front of her.

She didn't know what to do if it came to having to deal with the fact that he might become more cybernetic. The data she had from her machines showed her that Radley was slowly shifting into a cyborg the more time went on.

As if to answer the question? The woman in question slowly entered behind her. mercy rotated in place to speak to her as her wings beat in time with the computers behind her.

The soldier's eyes looked slightly bloodstained as she wondered if the woman had been able to catch any amount of sleep. She was more worried that her friend was driving herself to the ground to wait for him to recover properly

"No. He hasn't properly healed all the way if you want to ask me that. His body is still in a coma… What robotics aren't trying to force him to stand up and destroy us." Mercy responded as if she started to expect the question to pass from her lips.

Mercy was silent as she realized that her asking didn't help often and it distracted the doctor from her work.

'How did they even find him and create this monster that had consumed my friend? They had to research whom I had contacted and then backtracked them digitally. I had been the one to do this by playing with him. if I hadn't? They wouldn't have tracked him down and done this. It was my fault that they were able to do this, to begin with. There was too much at stake for them to fail and there was far too much on their plates for them to focus on it before now. The sooner they ended this. The sooner talons had one less slave under their belt. It made her more disgusted than anything they'd transform her friend into a weapon simply to get at her. How much fate did they have?

He had a lot more on his brain when it came down to it. There'd need to be more on the second. It'd be a lot worse when it came down to this.

She looked at her friend who was strapped down, helpless and glancing around. They had tried to make him some pale mockery of her MEKA Toki… It made her sick to know that Talon was capable of sinking to this level of depravity… But it didn't surprise her. They were a terrorist group that seemed to be worse than they had at the moment.

Still? if that was how she could save her friend? She'd damn well go through that hell. It was better than letting him waste away on this worthless slab of metal in a broken-down place. It'd be a lot more exciting than had made her question what the hell had been. It'd all be so painful to them for the time being. anything else wouldn't be the way it was for the time being.

It had to be the way it was. anything else would be a lot more annoying at the time being. This was to be the end of the road for them both. It had to be when it came down to it.

She watched as he growled to himself. His restraints seemed to have torn and ripped before this seemed to come crashing down as of the second. She hummed before she tilted her head towards him.

She put a hand on the tank and sighed. This monster had at one point been her friend while all was said and done. She'd hum to herself.

Still? So much had been saved. He was still Radley under all that metal and cybernetics. He was more than just some monster who had been ripped into pieces for the time being. She'd find a way to handle this. She'd be a lot more interesting as of the time. it had a lot more to handle when it came down to it.

"Radley… I'm sorry they turned you into this. I will stop them if it comes down to them or us. If they're not stopped before all of this is said and done? More of this will happen" Hannah stated before she sighed and turned away.

"It isn't… Your fault." She heard as she turned to look at the corner before she hummed to herself.

There was a blink before she turned to look around. There was so much more to it. This had to handle something. This was going to handle. This was a lot more to handle when it came down to it. He placed his hand on the tank, wires, and mesh over the flesh of his fingers. He looked over at her with a hum as he tilted his head to the side of her.

He had been oh so interested in her as he stared ahead. She knew him… She had known him for so long that it hurt for now… So much that it had cost him more of her life than she cared to admit and would cost more than she wished for it to end.

Her career? Piffle, she didn't give much of a damn for it over her friends. She had been so much care; she had been so willing to risk it for the time being when all had been said and done.

Had he known that? Would he even care? Radley was many things, but he had been oh so unwilling to pry into her private life… It had been something she cared about to the point where she trusted him more than she had most people. What little she did know about Radley was that he was a better friend.

Still? Radley had been her flaw; it had been part of her for now even if she didn't want to admit it when it came down to it.

There was oh so, so damn much she wanted to say and do for the time being and it had been a lot more than had been done for her at the time being. She hummed for even a second as she turned and looked into the tube.

"You… They wanted you." Radley said as he pressed his hand to the glass. "Whatever their after? They had been after you for now no matter what. That much they did tell me… Wanted me to tell you for some damn reason." Radley added before he looked at the rest of her.

"And you didn't tell them… Why? You didn't need to care." Hannah stated before she sighed to herself.

"You think… I'd sell out ?" Radley questioned with an eyebrow raised before his hand and pressed it to the glass where hers had been. "I'm not as bad as you seem to think I am I am for now…. Whatever they wanted to turn me into? I'm not bad enough to do something that bad… Not ever. I'm just not." Radley said as he took a massive gasp of air.

"They could have killed you," Hannah stated before she hummed.

"And what would they do if I sold you out?" Hannah heard from Radley.

"This had been something terrible," Radley stated before he slowly twisted his metallic lips into smiles. "There was so much you don't know, Hannah…. I'd rather you just killed me than leave me in this damn shell." Radley added before he cracked his fingers.

Whatever little thing he had been for the time. They had a lot more to question… She knew for the time being that he had a lot worse things for now. Radley questioned what to do next. This had been the terrible way a hero seemed to go.

Radley looked at her through tortured eyes. The boy had been through a hell of a lot worse than it had been before. If anything? It made her look a hell of a lot more interested in his fate as he glanced at her through jaded eyes.

"They want you dead… Even if they have to destroy everything else to do it." Radley stated before he sighed, unsure of what to even say or do before he tilted his head.

There was a long pause as he took a breath through his damaged lungs. It made him unsure of what would happen next if anything. If anything? He knew more than anything that was coming next before now. He was unsure of what to do next.

He was oddly unsure of what to do next before now. He knew her and he knew what she was like… This was a lot more to handle and she would need to be focused when all of this was said and done. He was a tired boy, and all these seemed to have done what was done. It just made him more curious about what would have prepared him for the worst.

If they wanted Hannah dead to the idea that they'd attack her personal friends to do it? Well, what was off the table then in that case? What wouldn't they do to ensure a victory even if it meant lowering themselves to the bottom tier of the ladder? Wasn't exactly like they had any damn morals at this rate with being a group of bloodthirsty terrorists.

That? And he knew more than they that this would bring for the time being, whatever would be done.

Yet? If she walked down that path? He couldn't see it going the way they wanted, not as if he hadn't the real ability to see the future.

"They aren't going to get away with this," Hannah stated to which Radley shook his head and looked around.

"They want you, not me if you do what they want? You're just getting yourself killed… And you think to want that… Being that it's just going to get you killed? That's the most insane and craziest thing I think I've heard." Radley responded, rolling his eyes at such tricks.

If anything? All it did was reveal how much she hadn't learned. Then again? She was a soldier, and he was a civilian who was forced into the idea of it.

She was still a warrior, and he was just some nerdy gamer that wasn't able to do anything more than relax as of now. What had been done before now? She was prepared for the worst, but that didn't mean she'd be safe from whatever they wanted.

That idea terrified him to the core more than anything else that could be possibly done to him or anyone else at the end of the road.

He sighed which hurt his muscles and his entire frame shuddered as he realized what was happening. this nightmare wasn't even over the way he wanted… Nor was it the way that needed to have been done said way, no, it was all too hard to have focused as of now.

There was a lot more upon the line if he failed or got backed down as of now. There was more here, more to have questioned and done. He didn't at all focus on what needed to be done next, only that this was going to be over soon… Only that this was all going to come to an end sooner or later. It'd be a while before he managed to do anything, and this wouldn't end the way he wanted it to have ended.

Hannah still knew part of this was due to how this was going to have been done. It was just something insane, it'd all come to an end sooner or later, but the question was HOW soon this would come to an end, how badly this was going to have happened for a longer time than before.

Hannah looked over what was left of Radley within the tank. They had made him a monster… And for what? To get to her? To lure her out? To make sure she learned some sort of lesson. There was no rhyme or reason for it, only for it to all be subverted for now. Hannah still felt like she owed him, she was still his friend, he was still too far thrown off, there were too many variables when it came down to this, and there was a lot more to have done.

She rubbed at her temples, looking upwards as she did so. There was more to this than she expected, a lot worse and it was all coming to the table.

Still? there was a lot more to focus on, she didn't know what was going to happen. Radley could end up being a monster, something that wasn't at all what she wished… But she didn't know what would happen, what she had been exposed to.

She yawned, looking at him as he glanced around, too unsure of what he'd do next. This had been a hard step to make, one that could have been perhaps part of their plan, part of their scheme to kill Overwatch and all who would help them. They couldn't be allowed to win, but she didn't know what was going to be a nightmare for the time.

She turned back to her friends who had been busy. All of them wanted to help, but they didn't know how. They didn't know what was going to have been done… This terrified them as well as her.

She couldn't allow this to go the way she wanted to, and she had found herself to have been amusing for the time being when it came down to it. Radley had only served to have terrified her when it ended. if Talon was so willing to have tried to use him against them? What the hell weren't they willing to do to snatch 'victory' from them?

The idea that Talon was so corrupt and so beyond a simple terrorist group they'd make monsters out of the people whom their enemies found to be friends was… Horrifying, utterly horrifying to be quite honest.

Mercy watched Hannah with both interest and fear. She was well aware of what she'd do if she had all this power and she was both terrified and amazed at the same time, perhaps such an issue needed to be contained and controlled, it hadn't been so simple to bury, she didn't at all understand what the hell was going onwards.

It was because of her innocence that Mercy felt they had something worth fighting for in the galaxy. Perhaps it was a fool's dream to have cared so much but Mercy found it to have been something worth defending, protecting even. It was clear their view of life would not soon find its mark.

Hannah pressed her hands to the glass as Radley's twisted shell of a body floated inside. She could see flesh, but it was… Wrong, whatever Sombra did to him? it was twisted and inhuman, taking someone who hadn't meant to have gotten off the ground. It was clear something had been done and she doubted the best doctors in the galaxy could have fixed that.

Radley took a gasp of air, one which was not of his own but was also part of his twisted body. he glanced at her and seemed to be deciding if he should do anything or even respond to her at all, she had been the reason he was here. She was the reason he was this monster, and she knew it. She should have known it for a much longer and twisted ideal than this.

Hannah heard a soft clink as she looked up to see Radley had placed his twisted and metallic-covered hand on the metal. It was exactly where the palm of her hand had been.

"You can't… Fix this, Hannah." Radley said before he frowned. "Sombra said so. She said this was all to take you down." Radley stated to which Mercy rolled her eyes.

"She lies, there have been worse things in the world and yet they've been fixed. If she was that much of a monster? She'd have killed you just when Hannah found you." Mercy said with a snort the boy did not echo.

It was clear she held out some hope he'd be saved, perhaps this could have been fixed. He did not know; he was no scientist or doctor like them. His skills were as a gamer and slightly as a boy with some engineering skills though nowhere Hannah's equal on such a level not yet seen.

Still? Radley was a friend and didn't at all deserve this, it should have been like that. Radley was a puppet, a soldier who was capable of more, interested only in problems beyond controlling, beyond understanding, beyond even simple logic… It'd not do to see it all worse and worse.

Yet? He was all too interested in problems beyond control and solving, Radley always wanted what was best for people… Yet he did indeed need to try and fix it and fix it was something possibly on the table yet Hannah did not at all grasp it the way Mercy did and it was clear even Mercy was stumped by the sheer terror inside of it, sheer terror period for now, curious as to how well it worked.

Radley only glanced at Hannah who was terrified and utterly so.

Author Note

Phew. Another chapter is done! I want to point out next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will be 900-6500 words and will show and Radley talking more and more and more of the past. Until then, Lighting Wolf is out!