Well that's embarrassing, I uploaded an incomplete chapter, so I apologize for those who read the story.
Good news is that the "changes" are mostly at the end of the chapter so easier for many to find, the other slight change is the conversation between Lena and Angela.
*Gibraltar: Overwatch*
Wiping off a thin layer of sweat from his brow, Winston nodded to one of the engineers next to him.
They began attaching wires and drilling pieces into place, just as they rehearsed for the past hour, their hands expertly moving as Lena watched anxiously.
As they worked, she realized that the Accelerator began taking a new shape.
It looked smaller, sleeker, and even seem to have some armor plating on it, even her vambraces is halved in size.
Dying to ask about the new look, she bit her lip and waited even after they step back from the table.
There are a few times she faded from the present, but with her focus entirely on her seemingly upgraded chestpiece, she found herself anchored more consistently.
Drilling in the final piece, Winston flipped a switch.
Strong blue light emitted from the orb and Lena felt herself 'fall' to the ground. Her knees buckling under her weight as she was almost weightless for a day.
She watched as they read the many graphs and numbers presenting on the screens and felt relieved when their worried look become smiles.
"We did it? We did it!" Winston cheered, followed closely by the other scientists.
Even Lena couldn't help but smile, finally she can get out of here.
"Winston, why does it look different?" she asked.
"We made some adjustments for you, not only it is more powerful, it is far better protected than before!"
"That's great! Strap that thing on me now and let's get going!" Lena said excitedly.
"Soon, we still need to make some adjustments"
Barely able to contain her excitement, Lena paced around in the chamber.
"Lena?"
She look at the side and saw Angela with the headset on, pushing the mic closer to her lips so she could whisper into the chamber.
"This is great, isn't it Angie? We can go help Jack soon and-"
"Is that all you want to do?"
Lena stopped pacing and looked at her, realizing what she is asking.
"I don't know what you mean"
"You've always been a bad liar"
Lena looked at her friend and sighed.
"How did you know?"
"I saw your list and what you are packing, anyone can guess what you were planning to do"
She broke eye contact and sat on the bed, an action unnoticed by the others as they made adjustments.
"I had to Angie, I can't just let Emily die like that"
"Must violence always be the solution?"
Lena snapped a look at her, who looked back with sad eyes.
"You wouldn't understand"
"No, no I don't, but I've seen what happened to those who did what you were going to do"
"And?"
"I can't let you do it"
At those words Lena's anger flared.
"Why is everyone telling me what to do? You can't tell me what to do!" she shouted, making everyone in the room jump.
"Please Lena, just a moment longer" Winston begged, thinking she is mad about their adjustments.
She didn't hear him, keeping her eyes on Angela who looked back with those same, aggravatingly sad eyes.
"I don't need your permission, it's my life and I choose where it's going!"
"Even if it is wrong?"
"People make right and wrong mistakes everyday, but what you plan to do is unacceptable"
"For you!"
"For everyone"
"Not for Emily!"
"She wouldn't want you to do this!"
"Then she's wrong!"
Lena blinked as the words left her mouth, each syllable echoed in her ear. Deep down she knew Angela is right, Emily too have dedicated her life to save lives, never to take them, regardless what happens.
She has always been able to see the good in people.
But the bitterness remains, the anger remains, the unjust remains. The need for revenge still presses onto her like someone place a heavy stone on her chest.
Emily has never seen war, nor known war, would she have change her tune if she knew how evil humanity can truly go?
However the idea of a bloodthirsty Emily hellbent on revenge, even for a moment, hurts...
"What should I do?" Lena asked in a hushed tone.
"We are going to find them, once we do then we will think of the next step" Angela replied sincerely.
"Ahem... The adjustments are done, would you like to try it on?"
"Great! Strap that on me and let's get moving!" Lena said, trying to force back a cheerful mood in the sombre room.
"And where do you plan to go?" Angela asked.
Before she even finished speaking, a soldier ran into the room, panting.
"Morrison and the squads with him are pinned down! They need immediate assistance!"
"Get my gear, we are leaving now" Winston said.
"Wait! If they're pinned down, it must mean it's a large force eh? You're gonna need me to help ya out!"
Winston and Angela looked at each other before nodding.
The chamber hissed and the door slide open, allowing Lena to finally exit the chamber.
"Ahh... That's better" she said, stretching out her arms and taking in a deep breath of air.
"Lena, before we put this on you, you must know that this is far more powerful than your old Accelerator" Winston warned.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I'll explain on the way, just don't Blink around us when you put it on"
"Why? What's going to happen?"
*Italy: City of Pisa*
"Common now, cheer up! Have a slice!"
Quillion looked at him in disgust, it is bad enough they have to wait in Pisa, now they have to actually spend time with a terrorist.
"No? How about you pilot? A slice?" Agong offered, licking his hand before helping himself to another slice by digging his fingers in the middle of the pizza.
"I'll pass thanks" Lox said, equally disgusted.
"More for me!"
Forced to sit in a public pizzeria that must have a view of the Tower of Pisa, they tried to ignore many eyes staring at them.
If this is anyone else but Agong, they would've left him alone, but given his great strength and recklessness, they needed their combined strength to look after him.
"Are you sure we need him?" Quillion growled.
"Trust me, I don't like this better than you do" Sombra sighed, her face pale just from watching him eat.
"I still don't even know why I'm here" Lox complained.
Widowmaker has already departed for Talon base and now they are waiting for her report.
"Look at that? I mean, how could they've made that?" Agong shouted, pointing a greasy finger at the tower.
"Can you please... Not talk with your mouth full?" Quillion said in an almost begging tone.
"Full? This isn't full, this is full!" Agong laughed before stuffing another slice into his already occupied mouth and leaned forward, forcing them to see every detail.
Sombra gagged and ran to the bathroom.
"Wha 'er 'oblem?" Agong muffled before swallowing.
Gritting his teeth, Quillion said nothing. This man isn't even worth his breath.
"Common, relax! We are in Italy! We need to eat as much pizzas as we can stuff in Pizza!"
"It's Pisa! P-I-S-A you uncultured pig!" Quillion shouted, his patience finally snapped, grabbing a knife on the table and threw his chair away.
All eyes rest upon Quillion, holding their breath. Though they fear that a fight would occur, they secretly hoped that he would cut the big man into pieces.
Unfazed, Agong slowly bit into another slice.
"Tomato tomato, does it even matter? Why are you taking things so seriously?"
"We are not on vacation and we should be preparing for what comes next!"
"Hey, just because you don't enjoy live does not mean I shouldn't"
"Then enjoy it while it lasts because I'm killing you last" Quillion threatened.
"What did you say your name was?" Agong ask, swallowing purposefully.
"Why would you want to know?"
"So I can enjoy the moment when I kill you"
"Why don't you tell me yours and then I'll tell you mine?"
"Now now… I asked you first…" Agong said, cracking his knuckles.
"Quil!" Lox whispered desperately, his eyes darting between them frantically.
Quillion broke eye contact and looked at Lox, who motions to their surroundings. Looking around, he saw that some people have their devices out.
"Looks like we are going to be famous" Agong smiled, waving at one of them.
"Put these on, now!" Quillion ordered hastily, throwing Lox a hat and his jacket at Agong.
"You can't tell me what to do! I do whatever I want to do!"
"Put it on!" he raged, the words somehow forced Lena's face back into his mind.
"No!"
That was the last straw.
With a shout of frustration, Quillion leapt over the table to cover his face with the jacket. Or smother him with it, it doesn't matter to him at this point.
But before he could even reach the large man, he found himself crashing into the table next to them. Confused, he looked at Agong who have his hand stretched out, as if he just smacked him to the side.
"Huh, you're lighter than I thought little man, thought you can disappear like the Biru Hantu" he taunted, grabbing another slice.
Biru Hantu…
The words jogged his memory. This is the third time he has heard someone else use that description.
The first time he heard that was in the drug den, then in London, now here again.
"Where are you from…?" Quillion asked slowly.
Agong did not expect that. His jaw dropped in confusion momentarily before he collected himself.
"Why don't you take a guess" he said playfully.
"Tell me!"
"I'm in a good mood, how about I sing you it's anthem as a hint?" Agong said, clearing his throat.
Before Quillion could protest, Agong sang the first two lines.
Negaraku,
Tanah tumpahnya darahku
"Now if you can guess where I'm from, I'm willing to forgive and-"
He stopped when he saw the shock and horror on Quillion's face.
"Hmm... This was supposed to be a casual game, this man has no chill" he thought to himself, frowning.
"Fine, if you're not going to answer, I'm not going to play this game any lon-"
Rakyat hidup,
Bersatu dan maju…
For the first time in his life, Agong was speechless.
Never. Has anyone else but his community knows that song.
Never has any outsider has ever even finish the first stanza since its destruction.
Sure, some museum or library would play that song upon request but... This man in front of him does not look like any old librarian that he has ever met.
"Who are you?" he asked in wonder.
"You first…"
"My name is Agong. There. Your turn"
Unspeakable anger filled Quillion when he heard the name, jumping back to his feet and pulled his pistol, causing some bystanders to gasp.
"You lie! You are not the Agong!" he roared, his pistol shaking in his grip.
Agong is now filled with genuine shock.
"You know what it means?"
"I swore my loyalty to all Agongs, and you… You are not one of them!"
"What?"
"All my friends did not die for you!" he continued, squeezing the trigger.
"What's going on?" Sombra shouted, running back into the room.
The moment she saw what is going on, she sprang into action.
Apagando las luces!
The room was flooded with a flash of purple as the EMP exploded from her body, shutting everything in the restaurant down, including Omnic waiters and customers collapsed to the floor.
Quillion almost yelled in frustration when his weapon did not fire, its mechanisms shut down by the EMP.
"Stupid Torbjorn made..." he thought bitterly.
"I leave the room for one minute and this is what happens?!" Sombra scolded.
The two men continued to stare at each other, oblivious to what is happening around them.
"Common, vamonos" she said quickly, pulling Lox up from the floor, who fell when he saw purple.
When they did not move, she threw a glass to the floor, catching their attention.
"Now!"
They both nodded and grabbed their things.
No one stopped them, no one dared as they allowed the strange group to pass, unaware that their devices are being hacked as they walk by, all files erased forever.
As they made their way back to their hotel, Quillion notice that Agong kept staring at him, as if fascinated by something.
He tried to ignore it but after a few minutes of constant staring, he had enough.
"Look if you want to go, let's go" he said, confronting him with a fighting stance.
"What's your name?" he asked again.
"Haven't you both caused enough trouble?" Sombra interrupted.
"If I tell you my name, will you stop staring?"
"No promises"
"Enough!" Sombra shouted, trying to get it under control.
"Guys, I think we should all just step back and think about what's going to happen" Lox joined, trying to ease the situation "If both of you start fighting, word will get out, when word gets out, Talon will know where we are"
"Exactly, so can both of you just chill?"
"No" they both responded at the same time.
"Children! I'm working with children!" Sombra lamented, throwing her arms up into the air.
"Hey don't blame me, you hired us" Agong countered.
"She didn't hire me, I needed her resources" Quillion said firmly.
"Needed my resources? What you're the one using me now?" Sombra shouted back angrily.
"What's that supposed to mean? You trying to use us?"
"Don't forget it was you who went looking for me amigo!"
"I only came because my love asked me to" Agong added in unnecessarily.
"Guys! Can we do this elsewhere?" Lox begged, looking around fearfully at some tourists who are looking at them.
"Give me the name!"
"It's Quillion. There. Happy?"
Agong gasped loudly, confusing the others.
"Quillion what?" he asked excitedly.
"What?"
"A number! You have a number right?!"
Quillion stared. How could he possibly know that?
"Its-"
Suddenly he felt as if his heart has stopped, literally. The pain forced him onto his knees. Tears of pain poured out from his eyes as he fights back the shock.
"What did you do to him?" Lox asked loudly.
"Bag... I need the bag..." Quillion managed out, his hands over his heart.
"Take him back to the hotel, quickly!" Sombra ordered.
Agong quickly nodded and bent down, scooping him from the ground in a strangely respectful manner and ran towards the hotel, the others following close behind.
Thankfully the hotel was only a block away.
*Italy: Hotel*
Kicking the door open, Agong place the now convulsing Quillion onto the floor as Lox rummaged through their bags.
"Quickly!" Sombra ordered.
"Here!" Lox shouted, finally digging out a Health Pack.
After a series of arguments, shouting and borderline begging, Lox finally was able to stab the syringe into his chest and inject the medicine, causing Quillion to cough for a moment before passing out.
"Will he live?" Sombra asked.
"Of course he will! He is a Quillion!" Agong said loudly but with some concern.
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
"Wait, you've been walking around with someone who has a name like 'Quillion' and never bother to ask what a strange name that is?"
"Everyone has their own name" Sombra said, shrugging.
"Oh no... Not this one... This man... This man right here is the stuff of legends"
They both look at Agong in disbelief, but they could not detect any lies in his childish eyes.
"You both don't believe me?" he asked.
"Sorry, but you aren't really the best source of information" Sombra said, to which Lox nodded in agreement.
"Fine, tell me this, have you ever seen him in action?"
"Maybe just a little"
"Which one is he? Was the he one with a parang? A machete, was he using a machete?"
She shook her head.
"Did he use grenade launchers and blow everything up?"
"Nope"
"He is the doctor right? That's why he has this bag?"
"I never see him with it until recently" Lox said.
Agong stared. Then his lips stretched to a wide smile.
"I can't believe it… I can't believe it!" he said quickly, glancing once more towards the bed.
"Believe what?"
"Zero! You got Quillion Zero into our team?" he shouted, his eyes alive with awe.
"Who is he? And how did you guess his last name?" Lox quizzed.
"He is the leader of the greatest soldiers Malaysia has ever seen!"
Sombra raised her hand, stopping him while the other is pressing something in the air.
"Widowmaker's calling"
"My love! You finally called!" Agong shouted, making them all jump.
The assassin's expression went from blank to annoyed at those words.
"Sombra, may I speak to you privately?" she requested.
"Gladly... Don't say anything else until I come back" Sombra demanded before going into the other room.
"I can't believe it! A Quillion in my lifetime!" Agong said giddily, almost skipping when he walk to the fridge.
Lox still couldn't believe it.
Sure Quillion may have some skills but he is in no way shape or form comparable to the others in Overwatch, heck he couldn't even scratch Reinhardt or Morrison, even McCree had to save him that one time he ran through the town in the nude.
Looking at Agong, he saw that the man is now looking at Quillion with a sense of respect, maybe even a hint of reverence. And its bugging him.
"Err... Agong... I don't think this man is who you think he is" he said carefully.
"I know... It is hard to accept that a legend live among us" Agong said with almost mocking kindness, slapping his greasy hand on his shoulder.
"Let's just say what you are saying is true, does this change anything?" Lox asked, hopeful that a legendary status would make the man more... Tame...
"Oh yes... Now I'm really going to enjoy killing him when he wakes up"
Ensuring the door is locked, Sombra resumed the call.
"Anything to report?"
"No one is at base, Talon HQ has never been more vulnerable"
"What? Where did they all go?"
"I don't know, even Ogundimu is not here"
Sombra thought for a moment. Everything is too easy, there is no way this is happening.
"Alrighty, keep me posted, and as your reward..."
Sombra pressed a few keys and a file was sent to Widowmaker.
Her features grew angry at the thought of being 'rewarded' like a dog, but the need to know who this Lacroix surpasses her pride.
"Once you're done with that, do me a favor and help me dig up how the so called Revolution is actually going"
"Can't you just hack into the systems and find out for yourself?"
"I'm a bit... Pre-occupied here" Sombra admitted.
When Sombra return to the other room, she felt the air is heavy with fear and shock.
"Alright, what did you both do this time?" she sighed.
"He said he is going to kill Quillion" Lox said quickly, pointing at Agong, who is watching the man sleep.
"Tell me something I don't know..."
"No! He is really going to do it!"
"Agong... Tell me why you want to kill him this time" Sombra asked in a mocking tone, as if asking a puppy.
"Because he is the one who killed my father"