The Darkest Knight
Part I: The Reforming of Overwatch
Chapter 15: Doomfist
Bullets.
Screams.
Terror.
Now!
I dove to the side as a lance of energy flashed over head, my helmet and armor simultaneously flashing a bright white as they appeared on me.
Last Word barked off three more shots, and Mr. Hanson expertly dodged; which of course I had expected.
So as he landed with a crouch, Sol power wrapped around my free hand and I twisted and fired my Golden Gun under my arm.
The light powered round sunk into its forehead and it immediately disintegrated it a flash of golden ash.
I spun again on my heel, this time facing the sound of more gunshots.
Both to my surprise, and utter discontent, were guards firing on other guards, ambassadors cowering, ambassadors killing with surprising speed, and then there were the Overwatch agents, fighting with whatever weapons they had grabbed against what seemed to be a losing battle.
Bodies from the surprised guards, those who hadn't been bought out or replaced, littered the floor and dozens of ambassadors were bloodied and-
Bang!
My shields flashed and I fired a round in between the eyes of a guard who was aiming for Tracer.
His head blew open like a pinata, but instead of candy, it was his brains that splattered everywhere.
Without further adieu, I blinked forward, and wrapped my arm around the neck of an ambassador from South America. He was holding a knife, his blade poised to stab another ambassador, from china I think, in the back.
A quick twist of my arm ended his life.
His personal guards, who had been attending to the death of two other ambassadors and their personal aids, turned to me.
There were three in total, and in the big room they were having so much fun with guns smoking and just wasting anybody they could.
Of course, two of their lives ended the moment they turned to me, Last Word ripping out one mans throat and my knife embedding itself in anothers' chest cavity.
I ducked as the third guard turned to me and fired. His bullets missed for a second, but at such a close range he adjusted his aim even as I dashed him.
A few rounds hit me, barely affecting my shields as I surged forth with arc and slammed the light powered blade into his forehead. His body convulsed and his eyes rolled back before he too disintegrated in a flash of white sparks.
A slow breath left my lips, time slowing as I set my eyes on my next target; another soldier who had just gunned down five people from the Middle Eastern ambassadors.
My weapon raised to eye level and I pulled the trigger. A shot barked out.
His life ended.
Then instinct screamed at me.
Immediately I jumped back, only for a lance of energy to fill the void of where I had just stood. I spun and fired at the ambassador from Russia, a blonde woman with green eyes, and a hand turned to a blade ignited with red energy.
My first round bounced off her, or it, and my second hit its weapon, scratching the metal at the very least.
It lunged at me, and I shadow stepped to my left, a void cloud filling the air and only increasing the screams and fear.
I put Last word on my hip.
Arc power surrounded my right arm, "Dig, any way regular firearms can break this asshole in two?"
I was worried about everyone else in here. The ambassadors and soldiers wouldn't stand a chance against these things with their guns, and who knows how many there were.
"Fuck, give me a sec, someones trying to overcome the security protocols I put in place just in case something like this happened. They're fucking good, but not unstoppable." He replied in a grumble over the Comms.
Well shit.
I ducked under another lance of energy and blinked at it, my arc blade aimed for its chest in a move to short circuit it.
The impostor threw up its forearm, blocking my blade from entering its chest but still allowing it to sink into its metal plated arm. I growled as I heaved forward, wrapping one arm around its and pulling forward only so I could knee it in the gut.
It barley recoiled and instead drove its own weapon into my gut and fired away.
My shields blared and I blinked up, Raze Lighter appearing on my back.
It was the one thing I hadn't used against it, but if Golden Gun had the power to vaporize one, then my hypothesis was that my blade would at least harm it.
Any sort of attack from my regular guns barely hurt it.
It looked up at me as the battle raged around us.
I grabbed my blade mid air, and with a roar used my booster to launch myself downward in a terrifying spin.
In less than a second I reached the impostor, and my blade of light met its own sword of energy.
Too bad a fully powered slash from Raze Lighter was almost unstoppable, and in such a close quarters area... well, this time, there was no room for it too dodge, and even its sword couldn't stop such an overpowered attack.
It melted through the metal, and continued on down, ripping the impostor in two with a super heated strike.
I landed on one knee, the weight of my armor cracking the floor as ash filled the air.
The battle had slowed, and I saw a soldier aiming his weapon at another ambassador, this one with dead guards surrounding him.
I drew Last Word.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A voice called out from behind me, and I knew that statement was aimed at me.
I held my aim, and glanced back.
Angela was being held at knife point, a blade already coated in blood at her throat and blood openly leaking from her side.
My eyes glanced at her captor, and to my genuine surprise... it was one of our lawyers.
Jessica Cransworth.
A tall, blonde woman with the frame of an amazon. She had been shy and even cute when we talked to her. But she was one of them.
Talon.
I kept my weapon raised and from behind the safety of my visor I swept the entire room.
The fighting had all but stopped. Guards stood with weapons pointed at other soldiers, who were still with their hands raised, other had their weapons pointed at ambassadors, and five had their weapons aimed the agents of Overwatch.
Reinhardt was standing in front of a few rep's from Europe, his body between them and several soldiers weapons. The giant ape was at the far end of the room, his hands slightly bloodied, and his suit tron from around his arms, a younger woman, clutched in his arm and against his frame. Lucio was against a table, holding his side with another guard pointing a rifle at his head.
Their eyes were on our lawyer, burning holes into her back.
But of course there was still one person fighting.
Whack!
Tracer's foot connected with a guards chin, and his head snapped back with a pop, either breaking his neck, or recoiling so hard he was knocked the hell out. Either way he fell to the ground.
She spun on her heel and saw us.
Her eyes grew wide and she froze.
I saw her eyes glance to me and I slightly shook my head.
We were fast, but no nearly fast enough to keep Jessica from slicing Angels throat clean open. Sure I may not see eye to eye with the woman but I didn't want her dead.
My voice steadied, I asked, "what do you want?"
"Drop your weapons and kick them over here."
I gulped and in my head spoke, "Dig, give me something we can use."
"I've got nothing. We have shooters with fucking fifty cals in the buildings across the street. They're keeping swat and police at bay. The Militarizes been mobilized and are moving in but they're about thirty minutes out. You've got to hold out for at least that long."
I slowly bent over and placed Last Word on the ground.
"Reinforcements?"
"The lobby's a warzone with Talon and every other security personal from the first floor and outer perimeter, and in floors six, ten, and eleven. Floors three through five are under Talon control, and the rest of the first floor aside from the lobby is under lock-down with talon agents rooting out any survivors of the first wave. They even took out the military escort outside with really well placed time bombs. "
"So then why aren't we dead?" I asked as I kicked my gun towards Jessica.
"The sword too." She nodded.
I grabbed my sword and tossed it to the side.
"What do you want?" I asked out loud, turning to face Jessica. "Why all of this?"
She didn't reply and instead glanced back behind me.
The doors opened and suddenly Talon agents rushed in, but not with weapons. With bodies. With Omnic bodies and a few humans that I failed to recognize, but from the gasp Angel made even with a knife to her throat, I think she recognized some of them.
The agents started placing bodies sporadically throughout. Weapon in hands, knives in others, and then started carrying out certain ambassadors, at least a few of the living ones.
Why Omnics? They were finally making peace, so why try to... just...
Why plant false...
My eyes grew wide.
"Holy crap..." I whispered as it finally hit me.
They didn't just want me dead, or Hana, or even Overwatch.
They wanted to start another war.
And replace the UN with themselves.
A hand wrapped around Hana's throat and the woman hoisted her up. The woman traced a long nail across her face, the sharp edge lightly scratching her as a dangerous grin spread over the womans face.
"Now, now what to do with you?"
But before Hana could retort anything, and before the woman could continue speaking, a dark shadow filled the hall.
The light faded as smoke and shadow twirled and weaved around the walls, seeping from the roof and the floor.
Tendrils twisted around her and she felt cold as a white mask appeared from the dark.
The woman grimaced and narrowed her gaze as the mask inched itself closer to her.
"Stop playing, and get to work. Leave the corpse for me."
The white mask disappeared into the shadows, and the darkness seeped further down the hall, turning towards the UN meeting room and Hana felt the warmth of her body suddenly return as the shadows vanished and light returned.
With a small grin the woman yanked Hana forward, the mekka pilots' feet dragging against the tiled floor as she struggled to break free of the womans grip. Her grip only tightened and Hana tried to call out, but with gunshots still ringing out from the lobby, and the grim reaper thing headed towards the UN meeting, she doubted anyone would be listening for her.
She scrunched up her face, pulling her body closer to her face, and managed to slip enough in the womans grip that she was able to open her mouth and -
"Ow! Cabrona!" The woman hissed, releasing Hana for a moment, only for her free hand to grab the gamer by the hair and yank her forward.
Hana cursed as her handler yanked a door open, and with mumbled curse, shoved her inside.
Her broken leg gave out and she collapsed on the ground, barely managing to turn and see the cleaning supplies of the closet as the woman smiled and started to close the door, the light fading as she did so.
But the woman stopped and with a sly smile said, "remember who your friends are chica."
Then the door closed.
"No!" Hana surged forth, slamming her fists against the door, but without her leg she knew she'd have no way of getting enough traction or proper footing to have any hope of breaking out.
But that didn't stop her from trying.
And so she pounded and pounded on the door.
She yelled and her voice grew hoarse, but of course no one heard her.
She blinked and looked around, though in the dark it was hard to see. The room was large enough to move around and she knew no one else was in it besides her.
Then there was a flash.
"And now that I'm here in- Hana?"
She blinked as the floating form of Dig filled her sight.
"Dig?"
The Ghost floated higher and his parts twirled.
"The one and only. Now... why exactly are you in a closet?"
"Cover fire!"
"Watch ou-"
Boom!
Pharrah dove to the ground, her ears ringing, but she didn't stay still. Her armor shot her up into the air and she unleashed three rockets from her weapon at the entrenchment of Talon soldiers who were holding out near the front doors.
The rockets hit, and two Talon soldiers went flying, their bodies charred and cover in debris.
Immediately the front line of Talon agents turned to her and fired. Bullets soared by her, one ricocheted of her armor and she was forced to cut the jet, letting gravity take over as she fell back behind the large fountain she was using for cover.
"Gamma," she called out, her accent barley distorting the English, "we need to break that central line! How much ammo do you have left?"
It took a second, and she glanced around her cover and looked to the far side of the lobby where five other security guards were holding out behind a glassed off area, where the first floors security had initially been based.
All that initial security was dead now though.
Wiped out in the first wave.
"I got only two clips each, Andersons' got one and Marques is down to his sidearm. Roblo's injured, and Narissas- shit!"
Rat ta ta tta ata ta!
The Egyptian fell to the ground as more bullets rained on her position and she watched in horror as the fountain was cut in two.
Heavy weapons.
In such close quarters, she was at a severe disadvantage.
"This is fireteam Nostrodom on level five. We've cleared the area. Captain Amari whats the sit rep downstairs?"
She cursed and glanced around the fountains base.
It was a sixty cal. It was big and it was turned too the group of security holding out behind the counters of the small cafe area to the far left of her.
"Foxtrox get out of there!" She ordered, but it was too late.
The massive rounds ripped into the cafe and she could hear the screams as the team was ripped to shreds. The machine gun stopped firing and she watched for a moment as the Talon agents began to reload it.
Of course those who weren't reloading saw her and fired on her position.
She was forced down again, and pressed her body down to the ground, praying that the foundation of the fountain would hold.
But she knew the battle was lost in the lobby. They didn't have the ammo, the positioning, or the firepower to deal with the amount of agents and damage Talon was dishing out.
They had to retreat.
"Captain Amari are you-"
"Everybody, tactical withdrawal to the fifth and seventh floors of the building! We need to form a defensive line and make our next move from there!"
She grunted as she hoist herself up, looking to the furthest end of the lobby where the hallways of the first floor started.
"This is the Russian team! Ve are taking fire on the seventh f'oor! It is not under our control vet!" A man spoke in reply to her order. It didn't matter though, they had to get out of the lobby.
"Gamma, I'm going to give you cover! Fall back!" She roared and she launched herself back into the air, her eyes set on the massive machine gun aimed for her.
Her mother never shied away from a fight, especially when it came to saving others.
She wouldn't either.
Her teeth grit and her armor alarms blared as compartments opened up all around and her weapon fell from her hand.
"For justice..."
And justice did indeed rain from above.
Mei grunted as she was shoved against a wall, pistol aimed at her head.
"Can I kill the eco-loving bitch yet?" A husky voice ask from behind a black mask.
Another Talon operative pushed him away, shaking his head, "nah. Boss says we need her alive for now. Something about keeping hostages in case this whole thing blows south."
"Hmph," the first operative replied, lowering his weapon, "bitch iced two of my boys."
"Yeah well tough shit," the second replied, returning to his post at the front of the room, his back against a wall as he guarded the door.
Whatever else they said was lost upon the environmentalist, as she simply looked around and craned her neck to see who else was in the room.
A few people that looked like custodian crew for the building, and a few others that looked like random civilians, but of course she wasn't too involved in the politics of the world so there could've been a famous ambassador here and she wouldn't have ever known.
"So how much longer till they get that shit done?" One of the men spoke up, twirling his rifle over his back.
Now if only the other operative lowered his guard for a second...
"No idea, but they'll off everyone in the room once they're done. We'll know when we hear the shots."
The other man grunted something unintelligible.
Mei gulped as she felt her ever noble robot twitch against her back. She had hid him well, and lucky for her that he had been here. He was her only means of escaping now.
And if these guards were right... then she didn't have much time.
"So how exactly did you end up in here?"
"Trying to focus, Dig."
"Focus, pokus. I'm bored, just tell me."
Hana glared at the floating computer as she tied together two mops and grabbed the can of air freshener from behind her. She started to spray it on the mops then replied to Dig, "well some woman came out of no where and took me down. Even saw the Reaper, he was headed that way too. No idea why she left me alive though. "
"Well damn... at least I know now its not just the meeting room."
She raised an eyebrow as she stopped spraying and felt to see if the mops were damp with freshener. They were and she asked, "what happened?"
"Looks like a coup, but not entirely sure. It's currently a hostage situation in there and without being able to access the cameras in this place I can only guess whats going on in the rest of the building, but according to the outside news, its not pretty."
"Ji-ral..." she huffed, and tossed the mops into a mop bucket that she had found between the first and second shelves of the closet. With a sigh she tossed the air freshener, the fourth cans worth which was accompanied by both Clorox and bleach, into the bucket and grabbed the candle lighter from her in between her thighs.
She huffed as she grabbed the fire blanket and pushed herself to the furthest corner of the room, wrapping the blanket over her and igniting the lighter.
Dig floated closer to her, "so explain to me your plan again..."
"Blow the door, save the UN."
"Isn't this-"
She tossed the lighter at the mop bucket and slung the blanket over her head.
There was a second of pause.
"Hana, is it supposed to-"
Boom!
She felt the force of the explosion thrust her against the wall, and she grit her teeth, as pain shot through her leg and right side where she hit against the wall.
Bweep! Bweeep!
The shrill sounds of fire alarms blared through the room, and if she guessed right probably the hall beyond, so with a grunt she pushed the fire blanket off her, and almost cheered as she saw the door, and a good chunk of the wall blown open thanks to her chemical creation.
"You know, you're lucky you're small and had that stupid blanket in there." Dig growled with a twirl as he reappeared next to her.
"Don't really care, Dig," She huffed, grabbing the back of a mop she broke to use as a makeshift crutch.
It was awkward, but she somehow managed to stand and hobbled her way to the new opening she had created, "whats the status of the meeting room?"
"Hana..."
"Look, someone's gotta break them free." She huffed, in annoyance.
The ghost sighed, "look if you were one hundred percent with your mech, I wouldn't doubt you." He twirled once, "but you're not. You're hurt, and you have nothing to protect you from getting shot, not to mention you don't have a gun."
She frowned.
"But, you could help me another way."
She raised an eyebrow, "talk."
"Okay, so when all this shit started someone managed to lock me out of all the the cameras and security systems. From a distance I can't break in. Well, more accurately I can't break in with enough time to help Nate and the others. If you get me to the buildings base of security I can break in in ten seconds flat."
"And where is this... security base?"
"Oh you know, the ninth floor, which Talon controls."
Hana sighed and blew a strand of hair out of her face.
"Why don't you just pop in yourself?" She asked, hobbling her way across the hall, and a little further away from her blast sight.
The ghost looked both ways, "One, because if I die, no one can revive Nate. Two, I'm the one piloting the ship our reinforcements are on, three-"
"I get it," D'Va snapped, "but why me?"
"Well you have traces of light on you from when you used Last Word, and so I transmatted in to the nearest light source that wasn't Nate in hopes it was another Guardian, since only Guardians have that. Again, I was hoping it was another Guardian, but it was you."
"Thanks, but what's a Guardian?"
"Hey its a good thing that I found you! You're at least useful! And well, a guardian is..."
His voice trailed of slightly and she frowned.
"Don't lie to me, Dig."
"Look, its nothing. Just know that if I channel the residue light, the uh... stuff that gives Nate power, you have on you, I can basically buff your body for a few hours. Should give you enough to get me to the room, problem is, I can't trasmat out once I do that, so you have to keep me alive or we're all fucked up a creek."
She sighed again.
In her current state, he was right, but if she got the buff, they could secure the security base, plus she would hopefully have enough strength to help out the meeting room.
But why did Dig, need the cameras?
But before she could ask, the Ghost glowed, and suddenly she felt her leg pop, the pain fading and her heart started racing.
Tears filled her eyes and she gasped, grasping at her chest and hair as her substitute crutch clattered to the ground.
"Nimiral!" She cursed.
"Language." Dig chastised, but she didn't bother to reply.
She felt... amazing!
"What the hell-"
"Like I said, a light buff, no pun intended."
"Light?" She narrowed her eyes at him, referring to whatever he said he was channeling into her.
"Same stuff that makes Nate immortal and shit."
Her lips pursed. "Nate didn't get his powers from chemicals did he?"
The Ghost simply floated still before replying, "look, we'll talk about it after saving the UN?
She pursed her lips, but the machine had a point. "Fine, why do you need the cameras? And why can't I just go in save them?"
With her newfound strength she grabbed her makeshift crutch and started down the hall, away from the meeting room and towards where she had seen an elevator earlier.
Unfortunately she turned the corner right into the chest of two Talon soldiers.
"Huh?" One of the guards blinked.
She blinked. "Hi?"
Both guards went to lift their guns.
But Hana was faster. She wasn't one of the best gamers in the world for her poor reaction time.
Her hands carried her crutch forward, at an angle aimed right for the right guards knee. Her blow hit, but it did more than she bargained for, and her strength snapped the mans joint in two, throwing him to the side and knocking the second guard over.
She stumbled, her attack carrying more momentum than expected. She had aimed to simply to throw the mans balance off then tackle him down, not shatter his knee cap.
However, she capitalized on the moment and dashed forward, her heel snapping against the uninjured guards head and knocking him out against the wall. The injured guard reached for a side arm but she threw herself at him
Her hand grasped the handle of the side arm, and she planned for her lesser strength, preparing to give him ground then reverse his momentum, when instead she actually ripped the gun from his hands and fell back.
She blinked, the weapon now properly in her grip and stood up.
The Talon agent raised their hands.
But all she saw was the man from the base.
And her fear, and his hands, and his-
Bang!
She lowered the gun as the agent's body slumped to the ground. She gripped the weapon tighter and after sparing one glance to the dead and unconscious guard, continued on her path.
Dig simply followed behind as he spoke, "well, um, nice work, but uh as per your last question missy, even if you went to help, I'd still be down a person to help me out, and Talon has control of about ninety percent of the building. Also, you'd probably be sentencing Angel face to death."
"Angel face?"
"Uh, Dr. Zieglar. They have her as a hostage, so if you went in guns blazing-"
She growled, "I get it."
Dig simply floated higher, "okay, we need the cameras so I can relay info to both our reinforcements and the authorities for whenever they send in their swat teams. I'm already in contact with them about the plan."
She gaze him a flabbergasted look before she peaked around another corner. It was empty.
"I told them I was a discreet hacker working for one of the ambassadors."
With a shrug she barreled down the hall and to the elevators, Dig zipping behind her and she hit the up button. She glanced down the hall then made sure no one was following before looking at the Ghost.
He beat her to the punch and stated, "and if you're gonna ask about reinforcements, well let's just say that a robot built for war, a cyborg, a dwarf, and a fucking cowboy better be enough or we're shit out of luck."
"Well," She huffed, "hopefully Nate can keep the rest alive till they get here."
With a ding the elevator doors opened and she stepped in.
Dig followed and stated, "Hana, if I told you half the shit he's done, you'd probably blow a gasket."
"Try me." A small smirk graced her lips.
The ghost sighed.
I just stood still, my hands at my sides and my muscles twitching with anticipation. The Talon agents moved about and, if their body language was anything to go by then they were almost done with the set up.
"Nate, Grim Reapers in the building, and Hana's going to got me all AV in the building back, I used some residue light on her to buff her strength and heal her leg temporarily."
"Residue light?" I asked, my body still as the operatives continued around me.
"Yeah, no idea that was possible, but I'm assuming its from the fact you've spent a lot of time around her and she used Last Word."
"But that doesn't make any sense, I've been around enough people before and only Guardians have ever had light. What the hell?"
"Look I don't know yet, I'm focused on our current situation. We can figure out the weirdness of this all later."
Well... he had a point. "Agreed, so whats the plan?"
"Hana's gonna get me the AV back, and backup's on the way. They're nineteen minutes, thirty two seconds out."
"Good." I huffed back in my head. "I'll try to keep all our guys alive till then."
Well at least the good guys.
I had to buy us time.
"So you take over the world, then what? Cry some more about how unfair your life is?" I asked with a frown.
Our old lawyer only smirks at me, "please. As if we're so simple minded."
"Could've fooled me."
When she didn't take the bait I continued, "you realize the moment you kill Angela, I'll rip you apart limb from limb right?"
She glanced at me, and I fully turned to her.
"I've always been good with knives. I had the best aim amongst my friends. I always knew just where to stab an enemy, and the best part? I know how to make it hurt."
For dramatic effect I let flames lick my hands.
She growled, "well at least they'll all be-"
"Dead?" I finished for her. I stepped forward and instinctively she took a step back, the knife against Angela's throat pushing deeper against her skin, "of course, but are you sure you can kill me? I've taken dozens of your men out at once. I held my own against every person in this room. Do you really want to go down with them?"
She blinked and failed to respond.
"Keep it up, her heart rate just spiked, so she's either really re-considering her actions or your making her nervous. Either one's good." Dig informed me.
So I kept pushing.
"Drop the knife and live, or stay with them, and watch as I kill every, last, agent of Talon in here then scalp you for fun." My voice grew low and I could see Mercy's eyes grow big.
Obviously my threat sounded real enough.
Jessica's hand shook for a moment, her grip loosening on Mercy's back and on the knife.
Something gleamed in the angels eyes and suddenly her hand launched itself forward, hitting Jessicas' weakened grip which sent the knife flying towards me. I leapt forward and caught it as Mercy elbowed her captor in the face and spun on her heel before smacking her other heel into the lawyers chin.
Crack! And Jessica stumbled to the ground, cursing and muttering plenty of profanities under her breath.
I spun, my rifle appearing in my hand as I took aim and let loose two shots.
Bang! One through a talon agents head.
Bang! Another through ones chest.
It all happened so fast, and it wasn't till two of their own were already dead did the rest of the Talon agents respond.
But by that point Dig highlighted every enemy on my sensor; a total of fifteen left in the room.
A flash of blue and one Talon agent was swept off his feet courtesy of Tracer. A roar later and two more went flying across the room.
Gun shots filled the air, my shields flared and I turned.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three more shots, two more agents down for the count.
"Nate! Angela!" Tracer yelled, and I turned to see a Talon agent preparing to fire on Angel, who had her back turned as she tended to a man bleeding out from his gut.
I was quick enough and three shots later, two in the agents chest one in his head, ended his life once and for all.
But then smoke started to seep from the ceiling.
No...
Not smoke...
Sol power erupted over my body as the smoke moved faster than any natural gas should, and I drew Golden Gun but an arm formed out of the smoke and I fired.
Harmlessly my shot sailed through the smoke, and suddenly a hand wrapped around my throat from behind, I felt another on my back and suddenly I was thrown to the side, my gun disappearing and my flames lessening in intensity.
I hit the ground and rolled a foot before stopping myself and getting to my knees-
Bang! An explosive shotgun blast hit me point blank and I flew back into a wall, cracking it from sheer force.
I fell to my knees and glanced up as I saw the Reaper walk towards me, one shotgun aimed for me as his either hand held... something small and green, and flashing..
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of blue as Tracer blinked at us, and then-
Thoom!
The device grew bright, and suddenly she was next to the Reaper, her eyes wide and her body not moving an inch. She suddenly opened her mouth as if to scream but no sound came out, and a strand of green electricity crawled up her body and the machine on her chest flickered.
I looked back to the Reaper and launched myself at him.
My arms wrapped around him, and I slammed my knee into his armored plated gut. Arc swirled around me and I drove my fist into his face, but he countered with a punch into my gut. My armor simply absorbed the blow and I pivoted on my foot around his next punch, twisting my body so I sent a roundhouse into his face.
It connected with a clak, and he stumbled to the side.
"You know," I hissed as he balanced himself out and simply looked at me, though I could feel the hate radiating from his body, "I'm getting real sick and tired of your alls' shit."
Sol power erupted over my body.
He drew his shotguns and I drew Golden Gun.
My peripheral's blurred and I tried to back step, but I was too late.
Something massive hit me and I flew to the side and into the row of desks used by the UN body, snapping the one I hit in two and flipping over the next row.
"Holy hell! What the fuck is that?" Dig half yelled in my ear, and I groggily stood up. My eyes swiveled to the front of the room and I saw... it. From their stature it was a man, that much I could tell, but they were massive! At least the same size as Reinhardt, but even more jacked than that man.
His face was covered behind a helmet painted gold, golden armor adorning his entire body, and on his right hand, a massive gauntlet, riddled with lights and swirling electricity.
I didn't wait and blinked at him once before using the power of arc to strike forward within the span of half a second, my blade aimed right for his-
Zap!
My blade hit an invisible barrier, the electric current of my arc blade bouncing off the white, transparent shield and back into me
I fell back, as the arc dissipated around me and my shield dropped entirely, as if I had been hit with the full force of of a blink strike from another hunter.
"Uh Nate..." Dig voiced and suddenly a hand wrapped around my thoat, lifting me into the air with an iron grip.
Only Shaxx had ever had strength like this, but he'd never death gripped me like this!
My visor was raised to the same height as his and then he spoke.
"Weak. Undisciplined."
I growled and without hesitation jammed my feet into his chest, with enough force that I would've shattered the shields of a Warlock.
It was enough to force myself free from his grip and I blinked back, landing on the floor just as Tracer collapsed to the ground coughing, whatever having stopped her obviously wearing off.
"And who the hell are you?" I asked, the power of void wrapping around my arms as I prepared shadowshot.
The man, the beast stepped forward once and his helmet turned down to me as he spoke his next words.
"My name does not matter to the likes of you, but you can call me, Doomfist."
Mei cranked her head towards the door, waiting to see if her captors came back.
They had left minutes ago to check whatever had exploded nearby, from what she had heard it was an order and with her and the others tied up and her weapon who knows where.
None the less however their guards were still gone, and though she had preferred to take them by surprise, she wasn't gonna waits this opportunity.
"Time to go." She whispered and her little drone, slipped out from behind her back and sprayed its cyro-based contents onto the metal cuffs around her wrists. It was precise and after a few seconds the cold bit against her skin and she yanked her hands free, shattering the cuffs.
She smiled for a second and burst to the door, all the while ordering her drone, "get them free."
Slowly, the environmentalist opened the door and peaked out. Her eyes scanned the hall, and in not two seconds flat did she find the bodies of her two 'guards'. They were both on the floor, one leaking blood and the other slumped against a wall.
Then one of them stirred, the one against the wall, and she knew she had to act.
"Freeze him!" she ordered and faster than lightning did her drone zoom out of the room and over to the still downed guard.
It's lower half opened and it unleashed its cryo blast on the barely conscious man.
"What the-" were the only words he managed before he was in-cased in ice and Mei sighed with relief.
She backtracked to the room and was glad to see the other five captives were freed, whispering to themselves before all eyes landed on her.
"Okay," she started, "lets get out of here."
Hana Song.
Gamer.
Military Captain.
Movie Star.
Famous.
Powerful.
And damn well freaking out as-
Ratata ta ta att at ta!
"Damn it, Dig!" she roared as she fired over her makeshift cover once more,"you said this part of the floor was clear!"
"Well sorry I'm a little bit distracted with about fifty other things right now!" The ghost growled from his place next to the floor, where he floated as close to the tile as possible to avoid any stray bullets.
She frowned and reloaded the last magazine on the pistol she held.
"Aren't you supposed to be a super advanced computer!"
"I can't see through walls!"
Four talon soldiers had ambushed her when she entered the ninth floor, and fortunately there had been an open doorway to her right, so she was able to use the room and doorway as cover. It had been easy taking out the first soldier, since they had been out in the open, but the other three had holed up in two other respective doorways just like she had.
Now it was a small firefight, and she was running out of time!
She peaked out of her cover when there was a momentary lapse in gunfire, and let off a two shots before a stream of bullets flew at her and she was forced to duck back into the room.
Logically, the Talon agents should've stormed her cover, they had number and firepower that much she knew.
But that's what she wanted.
If they had come into the doorway and tried to overwhelm her she simply would've piked them off from the back of the room. Her pistol was precise and the doorway was big enough for one, so it would've been the perfect kill-zone.
Unfortunately the agents were smart and were simply stalling her, till either reinforcements arrived, or they completed their objective, whatever that was.
"Okay so reinforcements are less than ten minutes out, and some dude named Doomfist plus the Reaper dude just appeared with Nate and from the looks of it, its going to be trouble. We need those cameras like now."
"Are you always this annoying?" Hana growled as she glanced around the corner, only to be forced back into cover by three rifles firing on her position.
Dig twirled from his spot behind her, "sometimes. But most of the time its only to Nate I annoy, but since he's in a twist and you're right here-"
"I get it!" Han snapped as she fired off one shot just to keep the agents in cover. It worked.
She had to keep them at bay. She was down to her last clip. And was down three shots already.
"You have any other guns?" She asked as a few more rounds slapped into the wall around her, kicking up chunks of wall and bits of paint into the air.
"I do, but for Nate. I might be able to-"
"Dig," the girl growled, "either get me a gun, or were both dead."
I stared at the giant, golden armored man before me and I reached for Last word-
Only to find it didn't appear.
"Sorry, I need this." Dig suddenly stated in my mind.
"Dude what the-"
Something suddenly pulled down on her hip, and Hana cursed as she forced herself back into the room, angered by the fact Talon was simply stalling!
She felt on her hip and grasped the handle of something that she lifted up and... Last Word.
She grinned and lifted the giant hand canon.
"Oh yeah."
"- literal fuck!"
"Look she needed a weapon and I figured why not give her one she already knows! Plus you have your rifle!"
The golden giant raised his fist.
My rifle appeared on my back.
"Dig, I hate you."
Hana eyed the door across from her, and fired twice, right at the hinges. The Talon agents returned fire on her position, but it was for naught since she was well inside the room.
She needed to ensure the door to the other room was open before she made the move to gain another room for her to use as cover.
Ding!
"So guess we have more baddies incoming..."
"Fuck!" Hana cursed and with that she rolled out of the room, blindly firing Last Word at the Talon agents, hoping beyond hope that she hit someone and that she would have time to turn and engage the ones in the elevator.
But whether or not any of her shots hit she had no idea. She landed in another roll, momentum carrying her right into the other doorway.
Its hinges gone the door collapsed inward with the girl and Hana grunted as she landed inside the safety of the room. However she had hardly any time to react as the doors to the elevator opened, four pairs of red eyes and dark armored enemies surging forth.
She blindly fired the hand canon as she tried to stand, but the panic caused her to stumble forward, further into the room and right into a desk.
Her side ached and she re-aimed at the doorway as she climbed over the desk and took cover behind it.
She knew Dig was alone in the other room, but as far as Talon knew she was the only target. But of course this meant she was now stuck with at least seven Talon agents outside and they just had to make her wait.
If they stormed her she wasn't sure she could win that fight.
Maybe if she-
Clunk!
Suddenly the lights died, and Hana was blinded as the dark took over.
Why cut out the lights?
Why...
'The masks!' She thought. Talon probably had night vision in their equipment!
She gasped as the realization came and a split second later fired where she knew the doorway was.
"Ah!" Someone yelled, and the sound of tearing flesh and the cracking of bone would've let her know she hit someone, but she didn't wait and kept firing.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Till she unloaded the last round and heard the telltale click of an empty chamber.
So on instinct the mecha pilot dove to the ground; and not a moment to soon as bullets flew over her, ripping into the walls, chipping the desk, and blowing holes through whatever else laid behind her. She cursed to herself, praying they wouldn't enter the room and glanced under the desk to see the lower halves of two agents.
But suddenly there was a flash!
Not just one, but multiple flashes, faster than a strobe light, all of which ignited the darkness and she blinked over and over as the outlines of two Talon Agents spun and turned to the hall.
Then the light grew brighter!
"Shit!"
The two agents stumbled back.
Seeing her chance, Hana leapt to her feet, throwing herself over the desk at them as the light turned to a constant flash.
The agents were stumbling back, hands over their eyes, masks on the ground, and their guns hanging by their sides. Of course their masks had night vision, but when night vision equipment is exposed to sudden, blinding light, then the effects of the momentary blindness are multiplied.
Hana knew this.
So she took advantage of it and rammed her weight into the back of the soldier on the right.
He fell forward like a boulder, and she landed on him, immediately whipping Last Word up, then down onto his throat.
Crack!
The heavy gun, along with her new strength was enough to crush the soft skin of the throat and collapse it.
She grabbed the side arm on his leg and threw herself to the left, falling onto her back and firing away at the talon agent still standing.
The bullets hit him dead center, the first didn't break his body armor, the second sunk into the right side of his chest, but the third sunk straight through the center of his chest, the fourth hit right above it, and the fifth hit his throat, blood exploding towards the back of the room!
She scrambled back towards her desk and aimed right for the doorway, only for the source of the light to come zooming into the room as-
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
"Holy hell I hate being shot at!" Dig yelled as he zipped over to Hana, the light immediately going out,"aim for the door!"
The light returned, this time brighter than before, and forcing Hana to squint even as she aimed for the door.
Another Talon agent stormed in.
They fired.
A/N
First off I want to explain the whole residue light thing. Now in lore nothing like that's ever happened, and you're probably wondering what on earth I'm thinking allowing Hana to suddenly wield light, BUT relax! She's not using light to the extent a Guardian can, like she's not gonna have arc or sol, or anything supers, or attacks, or anything. All she got was a portion of extra healing, and strength. NOW, WHY? It's because... well, you'll see. It'll be explained in either Part II or III of this fic.
Now, why can't Dig just transmat out? Because he's using all the light he and Nate have to connect him to their ship, to the police, to the military, he's having to fly his ship, help Nate, power Hana, and try to break in wirelessly to the UN security. He's kind of strung out, plus he's not used to having to funnel his own light and Nate's into another person to basically amp them. He doesn't have unlimited power.
This final Chapter was split in two because of how long it is. Either I'd get this half out now, or wait another two weeks to publish the whole thing. Figured this would be better.
So anyway, this is a shorter AN, the long one will be next chapter.
Please vote on my latest poll about which new fic I should write! Or else I'll just end up doing whatever I feel like which might end up as multiple fics.
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-Metal4k