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Chapter 4

The skies were dark and gloomy, not how they were back at the temple. Clouds covered what used to be a clear sky, the occasional sound of thunder rumbling across it. Pharah led Tracer and Winston through trench-like tunnels, Winston having problems fitting under a few ceilings.

"Angela is just up ahead." Pharah said to them. Hurrying through another corridor and into a room, she found the doctor bent over a few patients.

"Angela!" Pharah said. Mercy turned around in surprise, before a big smile came over her face.

"Back already?" She asked.

"Brought some old friends." Pharah said, gesturing towards Winston and Tracer. The skinny pilot blinked into Mercy, giving a tight hug.

"Oh, Lena? It's been so long, I almost didn't recognise you." Mercy chuckled lightly, hugging Tracer.

"Good to see you Doc." Tracer smiled.

"And you." Mercy smiled back. "And how could I forget Winston?" She sarcastically asked, gently flying over to him.

"It has been a while Angela!" Winston gave a small bow.

"Indeed it has." She replied, lightly pinching his cheek. "But excuse me, I must help these men." She flew back over to the man she was attending, drawing a certain around them.

"So why is this war happening?" Tracer asked Pharah.

"Talon." Pharah spat grimly. "They've taken over a nearby Omnium, and are hacking Omnics produced to fight."

"Why?"

"There's a master AI program locked within the Temple of Anubis." Pharah explained. "I believe that Talon will try to hack it and use it's power."

"An AI program? Like Athena?" Winston said quickly.

"Yes, but with a lot more power." Pharah sighed. "As leader here, it is my job to make sure it is secured and doesn't escape. Something it has tried a few time. I've... I've lost a few men to that threat." Pharah muttered.

"W-Well we can help." Tracer suggested, pulling out her pistols. "Right Winston? We can fight with them."

"I... er... I guess." Winston shrugged.

"You'll go into battle with me?" Pharah looked at the pair in shock.

"Of course!" Tracer cried.

Pharah looked between them, tears forming in her eyes. "Thank you. I'll, go get my armour. We end this today."

"Gentlemen!" Pharah roared over the group of soldiers. The clouds above them had gotten darker, rain starting to pour. Thunder trembled across it more often, and flashes of lightning could be seen. "Today, we end this. I have with me two former members of Overwatch. But most importantly, I have brave soldiers who are putting everything on the line. This will be the last battle. Egypt is tired of living in fear, tired thinking that one day, Talon will take over. For them, we must win this. However... many may not come back from this. If you leave now, no one will think any less of you."

A few uncomfortably shifted, but no one left. "Then you all agree that by going up onto the battlefield, you are ready to die." Pharah said harshly. "Men, we are ending the war now!"

A deafening battle cry roared over the soldier, who hoisted themselves out of the trenches and onto the battlefield.

"That speech was a little harsh." Tracer whispered to Winston.

"She's a leader in a war Lena." Winston replied. "She's being honest. Which is what the people need." Tracer nodded before the pair followed everyone to the fight.

Waiting, were Omnics. All kinds, Bastion units, Splicers, all of them. Each had a glowing red eye, and couldn't be more brutal. Soldier's were firing at rapid speed, attempting to take the threats down and lightning shot through the sky.

"Time to smash it." Tracer said over the voice communication. Winston saw the blur of a girl speed past Omnics, which broke down in seconds. Her pistols drilled through the machines, wiping them out one at a time. Winston smiled at the atmosphere, remembering his old days, before he jumped towards a group of soldier, placing down his bubble to protect them.

"T-Thanks!" One said happily, relief spreading over his face.

"Shoot that Bastion!" Winston ordered, to which the group were happy to follow. The menace was struck down, and Winston leapt to the next group.

Pharah was up in the sky, raining down her anger. Rockets blew up every Omnic they came in contact with. Pharah's vison was blurry due to the rain, but she wouldn't let her home be taken over. Reloading, she sent down another barrel of hellfire.

At the back of the soldiers, Mercy was bouncing from person to person, restoring health with her staff. She had worked up a sweat, her panting becoming quicker as she struggled to keep up with the number of men being sent her way.

"Pulse Bomb ready!" Tracer yelled.

"Barrage ready." Pharah shouted. The pair looked at each over before nodding.

"Everybody duck!" Winston bellowed, causing Pharah's army to drop to the floor.

"Here ya go!" Tracer giggled, sticking her bomb to a bastion unit.

"Justice rains from above!" Pharah snapped, launching a wave of rockets. The explosion was huge, the ground being ripped apart by the force of the rockets. Metal and wires were launched everywhere, landing with heavy thuds on the ground. Smoke started billowing into the air, clouding Pharah's vison.

One lone Splicer had emerged from the smoke, unharmed. Aiming his beam, it fired at the confused Pharah.

The laser ripped across her body, blood bursting from the wounds. Pharah's eyes widened in fear before closing, and her body plummeted towards the earth.

"Fareeha!" Mercy shrieked.

I'm not even going to say anything about that...