The Darkest Knight
Part I: The reforming of Overwatch
Chapter 5: Die.
Fire.
Green unending fire.
"Move Nate!"
Someone slammed into me. The form of someone I knew.
Kathy…
Her hand cannon fired away from us. Roars and screams filled my ears.
The sky was dark.
The air was cold
Darkness swirled all around.
A sword, massive and powerful hung in the air. Its weirder, faded but powerful, stood before me. Twenty feet tall, with eyes filled with hate.
"Nate!"
Then it was dark.
Not like the night, or even like the darkness that consumed the pit. This was darker. This was colder.
Two eye's glowed in the vast shadow. Two eyes of fire, and malice.
"Even the light, must fade."
I cringed, pain flooding all my sense. Orange. Purple. Red. Yellow. Ever color imaginable filled my vision. The world spun, my breath caught. I didn't know what was happening, but I felt terror, Sheer terror that paled everything I'd ever faced before.
"Nate!"
— my eyes shot open, and cold air filled my lungs.
I shot up straight, Last Word, instantly in my hand as I swept the main room. It was empty, save for Dig floating in front of me. He twirled his parts once.
"That was a quick nap." He chided.
I licked my lips and slowly lowered my weapon. "How long was I out?"
"Fifteen minutes exactly. I was about to wake you, but I guess your internal clocks better than most." He floated away from me and to the dining table.
I shook my head and pushed myself off the couch. My body ached which was odd. All I'd done was slip into the NPA's headquarters and stole some info. I hadn't fought anyone, but I felt like I did after we broke into the Vault of Glass. Well broke into's
notreally true. My team and I had just held the gate while two others teams beat Atheon to a pulp.
My team…
"So what we're you dreaming about that made you pull Last Word the moment you woke up?" Dig asked, his voice calm. He was trying to play it cool. He knew it'd been months since I'd last done that.
I remembered Kathy, I remembered her screaming my name. The green fire. The eyes. With a shake I stretched my arms and slipped off my helmet, which apparently I had fallen asleep with still on.
"What do you think." I replied as I walked over to him.
"Hmph." He grunted.
"So what do you've got?" I asked leaning on the table and staring down at the dozens of holographic files laid about. For whatever reason he liked actually looking at things rather than just scanning them and filing through. He was weird like that.
But I guess we all are in our own way.
Dig waited a moment, "well, I've got something, but nothing concrete. They got some DNA from the scene, since he was kinda blown to chunks, but tests proved inconclusive."
"So Hana's assassin wasn't in the system." I nodded. That made things harder for us.
"Yep. Actually do you want to bring her in here and let her listen in? I mean she's already up against the door hoping to hear something more than mumbles." Dig asked, blinking once.
I looked at the door to my room and shrugged softly thanks to the aches. "Just close the cockpit. Don't need her seeing the ships controls."
The doors to my room opened just as the cockpit shut closed, and Hana Song fell forward in a heap, yelping as she hit the ground.
"Ow." She groaned, holding her sides as I walked over to her shaking my head.
Her eyes looked up to me and widened. "You're human?"
I blinked once, then twice. "Yes? What the hell did you think I was?"
"I thought you were a…" She pushed herself off the floor, grimacing as she did, "omnic."
I raised an eyebrow then looked down at myself. I studied my armor, then looked back at her. I guess I hadn't ever been out of my armor around her. If she'd never seen anything like me, well I guess I can see how she thought I was a machine.
"Well I'm not." I replied turning from her and lazily motioning for her to sit at the table.
My arms crossed as she took a seat, ablate slowly, then Dig suddenly turned to her. "Your wounds seem much better. A few more days and you should be ready to kick his ass again."
The faint trace of a smile tugged at her lips, but she didn't do anything other than stare at my Ghost.
"What are you?" She asked softly.
"A ghost." Dig replied before turning to his files. "Basically his caretaker."
"Shut up." I rolled my eyes.
"What's a ghost?" Hana asked, eyeing me suspiciously.
Seriously what the fucks her problem with trusting me?
Oh yeah I stabbed her.
"Something we can explain later. Right now, Dig heres going to tell us what he found out about your would be assassin." I replied, nodding towards my Ghost.
She grew quiet, and her face hardened. I looked away. I hated that look.
"Well, as I told Nate here, of yeah his names Nate by the way, the police were able to get some DNA from the crime scene in the building, aka where you attacked him, but couldn't find any traces, which means this guy was off the grid, at least for being
/a criminal."
The holographic files floated higher to where both me and Hana could read them.
"However they recovered his phone. It was damaged beyond repair, and they failed to access anything on it, but they were able to get the make of it. It was TX3, newest model from the Samsung corporation."
"How's that gonna help?" I asked.
"Oh ye of little faith." Dig floated higher and more files appeared. I heard D'Va gasp a little but didn't look at her. "I went back the recordings from your helmet and got his height, and general age. He was six foot two, and according to his voice and
/stance, was at least over thirty five years old. He also had no accent which makes him either a native english speaker, or someone who grew up around english to help dissolve whatever accent he may have had. He was also Caucasian if his hand color
was anything to go by."
I just remembered how the man welded the fifty cal. I realized he really hadn't been wearing gloves. Why?
"Why wouldn't he wear gloves?" I asked.
"Don't know. Personal touch?"
"No professional should be willing to do that. It could leave a trace."
"But he wasn't in the system."
"Maybe not." I rubbed my chin with the back of my hand, "but people would've started looking if he left any traces."
A thought occurred to me. "Dig, where did the blast that killed him originate from?"
"It was directional, front facing from his chest…" Dig's voice faded as he came to the same realization.
"He was a suicide bomber." I shook my head. "But for who? If he killed D'Va then what would be the point of just blowing himself up after?"
"Make it look like some random psycho?" Dig suggested.
"Possible, definitely a good way to throw the authorities off your trail. No way he was a random killer though, too trained for that."
"Maybe." Dig agreed before continuing, "well with that in mind I may be able to find more about him. From what I initially had I was able to narrow down the search. I took what facts we had, got any major english speaking countries with Samsung, and cross
/referenced those with white males over the age of thirty five that had purchased a TX3."
"How many hits?"
"12,678."
"Fuck." I sighed. "Where are most of the hits?"
"The United States and The United Kingdom."
"That's the other side of the world." I shook my head. "What the percentage that one of those twelve thousand is actually our guy?"
"Sixty nine point three one percent."
I huffed. "Damn."
"So we have nothing?" A small voice said from the side.
My eyes moved over to Hana. She was hunched over, staring at the floor, eyes wide and shining with water. I could almost feel her pain. She had lost her friend, and we who promised to help, had nothing to show for it.
"My best friend's dead and you don't know anything?" Her teeth were grit as she looked up at Dig. "Did you kill her?"
"No." I replied.
"Then why would some random man kill her!" She growled, visibly shaking.
Her mood was quick to change, and I backed up, my hand resting against Last Word out of habit.
She shook. "why would some random man fly to Korea just to kill her…"
I went wide eyed. "Wait, Dig how many of those hits flew into Korea over the past year?"
"One moment." His eye glowed brighter for two seconds, I counted, then it went dim again. "One hundred twenty three."
"How many were here in the capital for the parade?"
"Twelve."
I grinned and looked at Hana. "We have twelve men we can look for. One of which will not be alive since he killed himself, which means we can search his room, or get a description of him."
She looked at me and I saw her eyes light up. "So we can find whoever he's working for?"
"If he came into the country legally, and used a hotel of some sort, then we can try to find any of his known associates. If he didn't, well I'm sure there are some shady underparts that we can ask around, and I doubt his room would be without any trace
asto who he was, at the very least Dig could go through any hotel's recored security footage and sort through anything to find a picture of him at least."
"Why doesn't he do that already and see if the person hasn't been in the hotels the past few days?"
"Because hotels have multiple entrances, not all of which have cameras, and we only know names. We don't know what they look like." I answered.
"Obviously white, like Dig said."
"Duh, but their could be other white people, we only know where ones who bought this specific type of phone are at. It's not full proof but its all we have."
She licked her lips. "I'm going with you."
Immediately I shook my head. "You're too weak. You can barely walk."
"I'm going." She said, her eyes narrowing and her decision obviously final.
"Hana-"
"She was my best friend, and she died because of me." She pushed herself up, grunting softly as she straightened her back. "I want to know why he wanted to kill me. I want to know why she died."
Already I knew where this was going. She was pissed, and I could see how much she wanted revenge. If I left her here, she'd cause a ruckus, and the last thing I needed was for her to scare Bastion and for him to fill her with lead.
It would be better if I was around her to keep an eye on her, at least that way I could try and keep her from doing anything to stupid.
I shook my head. "If you die, don't blame me."
I stepped into the lobby, the bright orange lights of the hotel welcoming us as it brought color to my skin. I lowered the cap on my head and placed one hand in the pocket of my jeans before wrapping the other around Hana songs's waist.
"Don't get used to this." I heard her hiss, though she leaned into my grip for support.
"Of course not hun." I joked with a smirk.
"You're lucky I can't hit you."
"So lucky." I chuckled softly as we approached the front desk with and empty backpack on my back and fresh clothes clinging to us.
Since Hana had loads of cash it was easy getting us disguises, though her new dirty blonde hair wasn't as nice as her darker hair. She also had way more style than me. Where as I was plain with jeans and a t-shirt, she had form fitting black jeans, a
loosetop with a pea coat, her hair pinned up in curls, and finally a leather belt with golden rings wrapped around her waist at an angle.
Fortunately we had gone shopping late, so most people were already home, which meant that none of her fans saw us. Fortunate, since if they did they'd probably freak the hell out and cause a scene.
Once we reached the receptionist and Hana started speaking in Korean to the receptionist, did Dig finally speak in my head.
"Stop checking her out."
"I wasn't you prick."
"I saw you steal a glimpse of her ass."
"I will fucking pummel you."
There was a light tug on my arm from Hana. "Come on."
I looked at the receptionist who was eyeing me carefully and followed Hana's lead as she lead us to the what I guessed were elevators. I glanced back at the receptionist then back at Hana. "What'd you tell her?"
"That we were on a honey moon and wanted anything on the top floor."
"Smart. You get us suite?"
Her lips pursed and she didn't bother replying to me. I shook my head as the elevator doors opened up for us. Once we were inside they closed before starting their journey upwards.
"Dig, what room was he in?" I asked out loud now that it was just us.
My ghost appeared in a shower of light. "Top floor, and two rooms down from what Ms. Song here got."
I nodded, and ignored how Hana's grip tightened on me.
We waited in silence as the elevator went up the thirty stories, all the way to the top. After a minute or two did the elevator ding to signal our arrival, and only then did Dig disappear in a shower of light.
I felt Hana's grip on me tighten again.
Gently I helped her walk out of the elevator. "Which room?"
"The one at the end." D'Va replied.
I nodded and started that way, helping Hana as she went. She was getting stronger, I could tell that much, but she still limped and even after just shopping and walking here I could see how tired she was getting.
"Don't worry about, Dig." I said.
I felt her look at me, so I then stated, "it freaked me out the first time he did that in front of me too. Trust me, I screamed like a little girl."
She huffed, or chuckled, I couldn't tell, but my answer seemed to satisfy her since she didn't say anything till we got to the door.
"Key." She handed me a card and I slid it through the electronic lock.
It beeped and the little red light turned green, so I pushed the door open with my free hand and we trudged into the suite.
"Damn." I went wide eyed.
The first room, I guess it was a living room, was massive. It was at least the size of my ship and covered in several sofa's, a massive TV that dwarfed the walls of my room, had several reclining chairs, several large rugs that covered the floor in exquisite
/colors, bookshelves with books, and at the far end a breakfast bar with its own high chairs. Behind that was a stove, several cabinets, a large fridge and sink, and then a large glass window that overlooked the shorter buildings of downtown.
That wasn't even it! the walls were made of marble, and pillars stood at the ends of the room as if they actually held up the roof above us.
"Sofa?"
"Sorry." I apologized then helped Hana to the nearest sofa where she laid down with a groan.
Instantly I looked back at the room then to the ceiling. The roof was made of marble and a large painting of… a naked angel? Or angels? Anyway those paintings covered it with pristine accuracy.
Two oak doors laid off to the right side where I guessed the bedroom was located.
"This is a suite?" I asked shaking my head.
"It's not the best, sorry." Hana stated and I spun to her, throwing my hands up.
"I live in a cubicle compared to this!"
She shrugged and leaned back against the couch. "So what's the plan?"
"Well we wait and see if the guy shows up. If he shows up, then he's obviously not our target since our targets dead. If he doesn't then he's dead, so he is our target, then we ransack his room and find out whatever we can." I replied, moving to the fridge
tosee what we had to drink. "Speaking of our man, Dig?"
"I hacked their security systems, and our man has yet to arrive since we've been here. No idea how long he's been gone for either." Dig replied.
"Good." I nodded. "He could've been our shooter."
"Possibly, unless he left this morning and went out to a club."
I nodded. "We'll have to wait and see if he comes back."
Her eyes narrowed at me. "So we're waisting our time?"
"Not really. It was either have a stake out in style, or me sitting on the roof top listening to Metallica all evening with just light bulb as company. I prefer doing it in style." I said, opening the fridge to find a few complimentary water bottles.
"Fine." She huffed.
I rolled my eyes and popped off the lid of a bottle before downing the contents in one go. I sighed in relief as the coolness of water engulfed me and I grabbed another bottle. "Want one?"
Hana failed to reply so I chugged a second one, kicking the fridge close with my foot. I finished half of the bottle, wiped what water drops remained on my lips, then flopped onto the nearest sofa which was off to the side of Hana's.
"So what should we do? Order takeout?" I asked, leaning back in the chair with a yawn.
"We could watch a movie." She quipped softly, thought her heart didn't seem into it.
I frowned. "We'll find him, but being upset every second of your life isn't going to bring your friend back."
She didn't look at me and I looked at the TV.
"Dig, any way you can project a movie on the TV?"
"Should be able too. Just have to access the signal that its receiving." Dig appeared next to me, floating a little higher as if to accommodate the extra space our glorious room gave us.
"Sweet, you got any of our favorites stored in your data banks?"
"Lets see…" Dig floated towards the TV and his light grew brighter. "I still have basically everything. Including your movies from the twenty first, twenty…" His voice died out and he turned to me.
His voice then entered my head. "Probably shouldn't say anything about your collection from the twenty second and twenty third century right? Or the ones from our time?"
I went wide eyed. "Probably not."
"So what do you think?" He asked, nonchalantly turning back to the TV.
"Feel like anything specific?" I asked as I pulled my feet up and laid out straight on the couch, doing my best to ensure I acted like a conversation had not just been held in my head.
"Marvel movies are always fun." Dig replied, and the screen field with dozens of selections.
I nodded. "Originals or the remakes?"
"I personally like the original Civil War." Dig replied.
"Original? Remakes?" D'Va asked, her voice peaking in curiosity. Her head even rose from the couch to look at us with confusion.
Quickly I replied, "he's talking about the comics."
She glared at me then laid back down.
"Anyway, I preferred Civil War two but, I'm game for the movie." I stated, eyeing Dig carefully. I threw a thumb at Hana. "you game Hana?"
"Whatever."
I shrugged. "Fire it up Dig!"
A little over two and a half hours passed and the credits finally rolled, black and white filling the screen.
I tossed the last bit of popcorn from the bowl into my mouth. With a full mouth I stated, "you know, you gotta give it to Stark. Poor dude was guilt tripped in almost every way possible, his best friend almost died, his teammate betrayed him, and his
friendkept a pretty shitty secret from him too. All in all, I'm amazed he didn't just start killing more people. His life really sucked in this movie."
"Eh. I still think Cap was on the right side." Dig replied, floating next to my couch.
"I think they're both right." I replied. "Stark was right when he said heroes should have rules or they're just as bad, but Cap definitely had a point with protecting his best friend."
"Stark was just an ass." Dig laughed. "He wanted to kill Bucky!"
"For literally strangling his parents!" I shot back.
"I think Nate's right." D'Va's voice added. We both turned to her, me having to sit up so I could see her. "If the good guys can do anything to win, then they can be just as bad, and have to be held responsible for their actions."
"Boom." I yelled, jumping to my feet. "Owned by a twenty year old."
D'Va mumbled something and I looked at her, since I honestly didn't hear what she said. "What?"
"I said I'm nineteen, not twenty."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yes." She glared back.
I raised my hands, "sorry, you just carry yourself like your older. But, like a few years older, not like your fifty or something."
She turned away and failed to reply.
I turned to Dig. "Anything on our man?"
"Nope. You two were the last two to come up for the night. Hold on." My ghost disappeared in a flash of light.
While he was gone I stood up and took my bowl to the sink, tossing it in without much care. Dig had procured some popcorn for us, and since Hana only took a handful, I had finished off the rest myself.
Another flash filled the room and Dig appeared in the middle of the living room. "Well the room's still empty."
I nodded. "Think I should go?"
"I would wait till the morning. Wouldn't want him walking in on you, if he went to the police and told the media you were snooping around his place it might tip off whoever it is that want's Hana dead." Dig answered.
"Morning it is."
"Then I'm going to bed." Hana said, though this time her voice wasn't mean, it was tired. "Goodnight."
I blinked over the couch and next to her as she started to push herself up off the couch she had claimed. I offered her a hand and she took it.
Gently I wrapped my arm around her, though this time higher than her waist so I could actually help support her as she walked. She took one step and I saw her teeth clench. I kept my grip firm but gentle, making sure not to squeeze her and cause more
pain.
She huffed and started forward, and after a few minutes we had her at the doors. I pushed the doors open for her, and we both glanced around for the light switch.
"On the left." She said, and I followed her directions and flipped on the lights.
The bedroom was just as impressive as the living room. Its walls were marble, with greek architectural features chiseled along the roof. A massive King sized bed sat in the middle of the room, the foot of it facing us. To the right was the TV and a small
/love seat, while next to the TV were curtains and a pair of doors that obviously opened out into a balcony.
"Damn." I laughed. "This place is sick."
To our left was the bathroom, separated by open doors, there was a jacuzzi, a walk in glass shower, two sinks wrapped in marble, a standing mirror and…. well you get the point. This place was lit.
"I'll admit, this is pretty great." Hana chuckled and I blinked my eyes once before cleaning my ear out with my free hand.
Did she just… laugh?
Before I could ask anything she started towards the bed and I helped her. She hiked herself onto it and a after a few moments of struggling we got her on.
She sighed and laid down, and I glanced at the shower. "You don't wanna shower right?"
Her head lifted up and her eyes narrowed. Again. "I can shower myself."
"Okay, okay." I raised my hands defensively. "I'll be on the couch. Wake me up if you need me all right?"
She nodded. "Close the door please."
"Sure." I turned on my heel and grabbed the doors. "Remember, if you need anything. I don't want you to slip and break your leg." With that I pulled the doors shut.
"So now what?" My Ghost asked.
I shrugged. "Got any porn?"
There was silence.
"Dude… the fuck?"
"I'm kidding!" I laughed, rolling my eyes as I walked over, and once again flopped onto the couch. "But for real, what else you got any other movies to watch? It's not like I can have target practice in this place."
He floated over to me. "Well we have a lot like I said. Also, Bastion is wondering where we are?"
I raised an eyebrow at him.
"I visited while you helped her into bed." Dig stated, his parts twirling as he spun around me. "Bow chika bow wow."
My hand took a swipe at him, but he was nimble enough to duck under my attack.
"You know you should really-" He suddenly cut off.
I scrunched my eyebrows together. "Dig?"
"Black smoke just filled the hallway. The cameras in the lobby are out too." He then stated, and spun to face the door.
I could even feel my face pale.
"Shit."
Boom!
The doors blew open and I rolled off the couch, landing on the floor, Last Word suddenly appearing in my hand, and my armor washing over me as the familiar warmth of Dig vanishing and combining his light with me, swallowed my person.
"Dig, get Hana and hide her in the restroom! I'll deal with the grim reaper!" I ordered and I felt my Ghost leave me and appear somewhere else.
With a kick, I shoved myself away from the couch then twin shotgun blasts ripped the soft cloth to pieces.
Black robes and the bone mask appeared as the couch was shredded and I fired.
My bullets slammed into his shoulder, but he barely flinched and fired at me point blank. The first shot hit me and drained part of my shields, while the second shot missed since I rolled to my right, towards the kitchen.
Using my momentum I swept my leg under me, pulling up to a crouch and fired off the rest of the clip in quick succession.
The man stumbled back, hitting the second couch, and I pulled a grenade.
His head turned to me and I threw the grenade.
His form disappeared into smoke and I flipped backwards, smoke from my void power filling the room as the grenade detonated .
I landed on my feet, standing tall as I drew my knife with one hand and held Last Word at the ready with the other.
Thump.
Feet landed and I spun on my heel, firing away at the kitchen as the man reformed from the smoke.
This time my shots forced him to duck down, and I heard a low curse.
I narrowed my gaze and blinked into the kitchen, spinning as I brought my blade downwards to where I knew he was hiding.
A force met my blade, a shotgun barring its way, and I flinched back as a shotgun blast tried to take off my head. I fired down, and I heard all my shots hit their mark.
The man lunged, somehow still moving even after I filled him with lead, and slammed into my gut, pushing me into the cabinets. The wood cracked as my back hit, my blade fell form my hand, and his taller formed allowed him to lift me up.
I let Arc power engulf me, using powered hands to grab the man and fill him with electricity.
"Gah!" He roared and he spun before releasing me.
I hit the floor of the living room, cracking marble, and pulled up my hand cannon up to face the man.
Shotgun blasts fired at me and I returned a few shots before rolling behind the remnants of the shredded couch.
Another grade appeared on my hip and I primed it, then tossed it over towards the kitchen. With a pop it detonated and I could hear several bright seekers shoot towards their target. I quickly stood and fired once, only for the butt of a shotgun to hit
/my head.
I rolled with the blow, letting my weight carry me away from the man and spun to one knee before lunging forward. I hit his gut, and pushed him back before sweeping his legs out from under him.
He toppled to the floor and I fired at his head. One round hit, but he turned to smoke, wisps wrapping around me before I blinked backwards.
"Nate!" Dig's voice filled my ears as I landed, smoke reforming not even five feet from me. I dove and shotgun blasts tore the wall apart.
"Someone else got Hana!"
My eyes went wide and I spun to face my attacker. One hand grabbed the shotgun, and my other hand still holding Last Word pushed the other away just as they fired. I drove my knee into his gut, forcing him back a few inches, but he retaliated with a head
/butt.
Thunk!
I stumbled back a foot or two and shook my head. I fired and shotgun blasts were returned.
We both fell back, though I actually flew back.
My shields flared and I pushed myself up as the man threw his shotguns to his sides.
"The hell?" I gasped as he moved his hands behind his back and two more shotguns formed from the smoke.
He fired and I rolled away, this time glowing orange as the power of sol filled my right hand.
"Nate! They're taking her!" I stood up and a Golden gun replaced Last Word, fire surrounding my entire arm and body.
The man hesitated.
I didn't.
Golden rounds slammed into his chest and his form grew bright orange as he flew back into the wall, shattering it. I watched as Sol particles filled the air, his form disintegrating as he fell.
"Where!" I yelled, golden fire radiating from me as I burst through the doors to the bedroom.
The covers were thrown around, the love seat knocked over, and the TV cracked.
"Window!"
I spun, dashing to the shattered doors that lead to the balcony. I ran outside, and aimed towards the obviously metallic form that was falling away from the building towards a shorter hotel across the street. In it's arm's was Hana, obviously unconscious.
"Nate, you'll hit her!"
"I won't." I fired.
The Golden round soared through the air. I traced its path and saw it inches from the metallic kidnappers head. Suddenly there was a twirl of green, and I watched in horror as a sword slammed into the round and it flew right back at me.
I ducked and the round slammed into the concrete wall behind me, vaporizing a large chunk. I cursed once before gritting my teeth together, standing, and blinking off the balcony after Hana.
The air swept around me and tugged at my cape as I dropped down through the night sky. The kidnapper landed on the roof of the shorter hotel, rolling to their feet as they started their get away with Hana under one arm.
I blinked downward, and feet from the roof, used my boosts to launch me forward. I hit the roof hard, but ignored the pain, and rolled forward, drawing Last Word.
My gaze zeroed in and I roared, "stop!"
The kidnapper froze, like a machine.
It was quiet, but the sounds of car horns and the buzz of electricity filled the air.
"Let her go!" I stood up and stalked forward, careful to watch for any movement on my radar.
The being gently pulled Hana up, and set her down with such precise care that I wondered for a moment if they were actually trying to kidnap her.
They turned to me, and a metal helmet with green lighting greeted me. Two swords were on their back, and a long, trail of cloth floated behind them.
"Who are you?" I asked, stopping as my instincts told me too.
Nothing moved.
I slowly narrowed my gaze.
Their hands were still.
My finger hovered over a trigger.
A twitch and I ducked. A sword swiped over my head and I turned and fired. Again, the sword was raised and somehow each of my shots were deflected, several flying right back at me and taking down my shields entirely.
I heard the wisp in the air and raised my arm. Three sharp stars hit my armor, embedding themselves within, but how deep I didn't know. I quickly back stepped and dropped Last Word in favor of drawing Raze Lighter off my back.
If they could defect my bullets then I'd teach them how to use a sword.
The being lunged at me, and I parried its first swipe to the right. They spun and drove the blade ay my side, to which I again blocked thanks to the greater size of my sword.
Unfortunately they were quicker, and they slipped their sword under my guard and drove it hard against my head.
I felt the pressure and the force knock me to the side and my visor flickered.
"There's damage to your helmet! They almost cut halfway through!" Dig warned.
I had no chance to take any advice though as almost immediately I was back under attack.
I blocked, then parried, and took a swipe at their legs only for this dick to flip over and kick me square in the face. I stumbled back and raised my sword just as theirs came right for my neck. I blocked and kicked at their knee, but they side stepped
/just in time.
Leading with my sword, I moved with the momentum and swung it around. They blocked, but I powered Raze Lighter up and the blast of fire shot them backwards.
Knowing my enemy wouldn't give me a chance to rest I shot forward, using my sword to power me.
They raised their sword and blocked my first strike. I spun and swiped at their side, only to blocked again, this time they pushed forward and their sword almost impaled me. I side stepped away and swiped again. Again it was blocked with ease.
They're better than me.
I was seeing that now, but I had to press. If I gave them any room they'd kill me.
Raze Lighter powered up and I lunged forward. They blocked, but the super powered sword melted though their sword and I grinned as they barley managed to back step before being incinerated.
I stepped back but kept my sword up. The being looked down and I saw the charred edges of their armor, then they drew a second, longer sword.
Arc swirled around me.
I narrowed my gaze. I would need the speed.
They lunged. I lunged.
We parried, then we blocked. I lunged, it blocked. They swung twice, I parried, then side stepped and twirled my sword around hoping to cleave of their head. They ducked and drove their knee into my side. I rolled with it and sent my last knife flying
atthem. It bought me enough time since they were forced to duck, and I spun on my heel just in time to block another swipe sent for my neck.
I pushed back and tried to kick them, but they spun around me. I wasn't quick enough to block, and barely deflected the next swipe that still managed to hit my leg, cutting straight through my partly replenished shields and the surface of my armor as
itglowed a bright green.
With a growl I unleashed a wave of Arc and it shoved the being back, forcing them to rebalance as I stood up and twirled my sword once.
Their sword started to glow green again.
I tightened my grip.
"Nate?"
I heard Hana's voice and ducked as more stars flew at me, then rolled off to the side, glancing to see Hana starting to sit up, then blocked a swipe meant for my legs.
"Hana!" I yelled, pushing back. "Run!"
"Smoke!" Dig's voice suddenly interrupted.
I saw it then, the smoke slithering onto the roof and around me and the kidnapper. I quickly kicked at the being and let out another bout of Arc to force them back as I turned to Hana, sheathing my sword onto my back.
I felt my muscles contract and ache, but I ignored the pain, and shot towards Hana.
"Hehehe hahah…" A deep voice filled the air.
I could feel the smoke form and-
Thunk!
I felt at least a dozen stars hit my armor, bouncing off the shields which were trying to recharge only to overwhelm them.
"Fuck!" I yelled as metal stars embedded themselves into my side, piercing my armor, and slicing my flesh.
"Die!"
I saw Hana's eyes grow wide as she looked behind me, and my gut told me to vault over the building ledge, it told me that was only way she would live. I lunged at Hana, my arms wrapping around her.
"Die!"
We flew towards the side and I jerked as a shotgun blast hit my back.
"DIE!" Suddenly the air filled with the sound of shotgun blasts and I was blasted forward, Hana screaming as we tumbled to the edge of the roof and sailed right off into the deep alley below.
I saw the approaching ground, twenty something stories down, then I saw the fire escape, and spun myself around just in time to absorb the impact as we hit the metal stairs.
"Fuck!" I yelled, as we bounced and rolled right off the side and fell towards the ground again. I saw another obstacle and again I turned myself around. We hit a swamp cooler hanging off the side of the building.
My back ached and the cooler gave way after a second, and once more we plummeted down.
I barely got a glance of the approaching ground this time, but it was enough to let me know we had about twenty stories before splat, and twenty stories for me to figure out how to save Hana. I could revive, but a hard hit would kill her.
I had to break the fall, or at least lessen it.
"Dig!" Transmat the sparrow below us!" I ordered. This time our fall was going uninterrupted, but we were picking up speed. Hana's hair was painfully whipping by and my cloak was dragging behind.
"Are you crazy!" He yelled back in my ear. "A fall from this height will kill both of you!"
"I've got to break the fall! If I spam the sparrows boosters, the momentum will be transferred sideways!"
I could feel his hesitation, but there was a flash and Hana screamed. I pulled her tighter.
Ten stories.
I boosted, and my body flipped upright, Hana still clinging to me for dear life, and I spread my legs.
This was gonna fucking-
Wham!
My eyes slammed shut and I clenched back a groan, before taking hold of the sparrows controls with one hand. The engine roared and we shot through the air, through the alleyway we had ended up falling into, and right towards the streets.
The glow and roar of TimeBreakers boost filled the air, and scorched the sides of the two buildings caging us in.
Five stories.
"Hold on!" With one arm I threw Hana up. She screamed who knows how many curses at me and I placed both feet on the side of Time Breaker, then shoved myself off the speeder.
I spun.
Four stories.
Hana was there, flailing about with feared filled eyes as I wrapped my arms around her.
I boosted once.
Three stories.
I boosted again.
Two.
"Fuck!" I yelled as I activated my-
WHAM!
Creaks filled the air and I sunk down, Hana's weight pushing me further through the lids of a dumpster as trash flooded over us, and a rank smell filled my nose.
"Transmatting in seven!" Dig announced and a warm light engulfed us.
Hana groaned. I groaned and looked up.
Green lights and metal were falling down towards us.
"Dig hurry!" I yelled, grabbing for Last Word on my thigh- which wasn't there since Dig was busy and couldn't transmat it onto me.
I grabbed the handle of my sword which was still on my back.
"Dig!"
"Three!"
I tightened my grip, sol power surrounding my free hand.
"Two!"
Golden gun formed and I saw the green eyes as the being from before drew a sword and aimed it for my head.
"One!"
There was a flash, then a thunk, and I felt metal beneath me, and saw metal above me.
My ship.
"Fuck." I leaned back, my head falling against the floor. "That was too close."
I put my arms behind me, my armor scrapping against the metal floor, and pushed up. I looked at Hana who was now looking around at the ship with wide, confused eyes as she rolled off me.
Shit. Before I had just landed the ship outside of the city, saying it was an old military way station, then used the sparrow to drive us into the city to jack a car before she could look further. I hadn't risked showing her that truth of it being an
/actual space ship, or that fact that Dig could basically teleport us and things, to and fro.
"Ugh,you ok?" I asked as pain throbbed in my sides.
She turned to me, eyes wide with confusion, but almost instantly they turned to concern. "Nate!" Her hands went to my sides and I flinched.
I looked down and saw the blood leaking from my right side onto the floor. "Well shit."
"Dig!" Hana yelled, somehow standing up without trouble as I laid back down.
My Ghost appeared. "Shit, Nate."
I laughed. "Well, no more stake outs in style."
Tracer walked through the sliding doors of Winston's lab, having just returned from London after her fight with Amélie. She held her right arm with care as she took in the scene.
Winston was at his computer typing away with abnormal ferocity. Mercy, better to known to her as Angela Ziegler, was standing next to him, her hand holding up her head in obvious concern. Staring out the window over the rest of Watchpoint: Gibraltar,
wasTorbjörn, the small man with a temper, but who looked extremely bored with whatever was happening.
"Ah! Lena! It's good to see you!"
Her green eyes turned to the giant in the room; Reinhardt Wilhelm, without a doubt the oldest, or one of the oldest, members of Overwatch.
She smiled. "Reinhardt! When did you get in love?"
"Just an hour ago! Ah heh. That old jet is still a bumpy ride!" The man laughed, his armor rattling as a joyous, thunderous laugh filled the room.
Lena smiled. "Well I'm sure Winston's trying to fix that."
"Hmph." The Gorilla grumbled and she turned to him.
She blinked over to him and then she was standing behind him, looking over his shoulder and at the screen. A video was playing and she saw the vigilante from Rio, but this time he definitely wasn't in Rio.
"Winston?" She asked, her voice dropping and her eyes growing curious.
"It seems your vigilante is a bit of a trouble maker." Angela stated, before setting a soft hand on Lena's shoulder.
Tracer shuffled her feet. "What happened?"
"A few days ago he kidnapped this girl after killing her friend, and blowing up a civilian." Winston typed at the keyboard, and a new image popped up, one of a young girl with dark hair and brown eyes. "Her name is Hana Song."
"Hana Song? You mean D'Va.?" Reinhardt asked, his deep voice echoing out from behind Lena.
She jumped, "Oi! Don't sneak up on me like that!"
"Lena…"
She turned and looked back to Winston who returned her look with care and obvious sorrow.
"I don't think your vigilante is one of the good guys."
"What do you mean?" She asked.
The Great Ape clicked more commands into his computer. "Look." Then a new video started up.
It was obviously hand recorded, of poor quality, but still gave a picture clear enough to show what was happening. It was the vigilante, and he was holding a knife to the girl, to Hana's throat. There was movement and the next thing she knew the vigilante
/had driven knife into Hana's chest.
"What…" She shook her head. "No I swear he helped people in Rio!"
"I don't know." Mercy replied. "Seeing this, make me think he's working with Talon."
"Impossible! I saw him fighting the Reaper and Amélie!" Tracer retorted. "There's no way he's working with them!"
"Maybe not." Winston sighed, "but the video's proof enough that he needs to be contained at the least."
She couldn't retort that.
"Well, I'lll find him and bring him in." Reinhardt announced, turning on his heel as he marched towards the doors. "Anyone else?"
"I'll go." Tracer replied.
"As will I." Mercy agreed.
"Good! We will bring him to justice!"
Lena frowned, and adjusted the way she was holding her arm. "Angela, before we go can you mend this?"
"On the way over." The taller blonde smiled.
"Thanks love."
Reinhardt raised his fist, grinning.
"Then come fair maidens! Onward to glorious victory!"
A/N And heres the newest chapter. So from the pace of things, I'm releasing chapters every week and a half, or trying too.
Anyway, we got Genji versus Nate versus Reaper. Don't worry D'Va's not going to be totally useless, she's just injured right now and can't really help much. Also the sparrow trick works in game so I figured it would work here too.
From what I got from the Dragons short, Genji and Hanzo both wield a degree of magic, hence why Genji's sword has an easier time cutting through Nate's shields and armor. It's not like an instant hit, or even shield break, but it's still a heavy hitter, and Hunters already have weak durability compared to Destiny's other units.
Don't know what else there is to say.
We got Tracer, Winston, Reinhardt, Torbjorn, Mercy, Genji, Reaper, Widowmaker, and D'Va so far. The rest will come in.
Guest: Well true, but Ghost also has no idea how old tech, especially OLD OLD tech works. It'll take him a bit to figure it out, hence why he needed a more direct approach for hacking into encrypted servers. And I have no idea if a ghost can transmat anything into useable tools for a guardian.
Sanity07: Thanks! :D
Halo is bad ass: Umm maybe? To be honest I haven't really though of adding her yet, though only the first Arc of this story, and the end obviously, are sort of fleshed out so she could appear.
ZillaFan: As of the Dragon's short, he is not dead.
gold crown dragon: there will be, but I won't say who ;)
Spartan111MS: if you want to PM me go ahead! Nate's also a Hunter, not a Warlock, but he does have access to all three subclasses.
Lord Razer: I will say this, Talon has a much bigger goal on its to do list than dissect a Guardian.
Oh! Last thing! I've decided as of today that the story will have four arcs. The First, which we are in, is The Reforming of Overwatch. The Second will be, The Claws of Talon. The Third, The Lost Guardian, And the fourth… will be a secret as it might spoil the final arc and where I plan to go.
Anyway thanks for reading! Please Review! God bless you all!
-Metal4k