HAPPY NEW YEARS! Almost... Hopefully this is up on the 31st! My new years resolution? To try to not miss a single upload of any story. That's my plan. Let me know yours! Reviews and constructive criticism is welcome. Enjoy!

Chapter 8

"So... What's that plan?" Junkrat asked in an excited voice.

"These... are the two?" Sombra asked Reaper in disgust.

"Indeed." Reaper sighed. "Despite their... lack of intelligence, reports show these two to be extremely dangerous."

"What the ghost man said lady." Junkrat snapped. "So, don't use that tone while talking to us!"

Sombra narrowed her eyes. "That a threat." She stopped as a hook came close to her neck. Glance behind, Roadhog's masked face was glaring at her. She grunted.

"Fine." Roadhog withdrew the hook.

"Again, the plan? Junkrat repeated.

"All in good time." Reaper raised a hand. "Widowmaker? Moira and Akande?"

"Making their way to the meeting now." Widowmaker replied.

"Good." Reaper nodded. In seconds, Reaper turned to smoke, before vanishing.

"He's interesting, isn't he?" Junkrat nudged Roadhog.

"I'm guessing we've got far?" Orisa asked.

"Very." Pharah answered. "What do you run on?"

"Solar energy." Orisa replied. "Efi wanted to make me environmentally friendly."

"Can you last through the night?"

"I can go 72 hours before needing to recharge. Making it through the night-time should be easy."

"Good, we can keep up the pace then." Winston smiled.

Everything was going to plan. So far, no dangerous encounters with Talon. Recruiting both Mercy and Pharah was easy, and Efi seemed happy to let Orisa join them. No one from the Government had stepped up and order them to stop. Things seemed to be going well.

Still, Talon's activities and motives lurked in the back of Winston's mind. Reaper had gone out of his way to attack him and attempted to gather Overwatch's information, which was now safe with Athena on his tablet. And the recent breakout of Doomfist, the attack in the museum, the assassination in London, and reports of an attempted assassination in Russia. No doubt Talon was planning something big.

"Winston?" Tracer called.

"Huh? Yeah, I'm here, what?" He asked.

"You hear that?" The group went silent, listening out. They were on the outskirts of Numbani in an open field, so it couldn't be the city.

"I think it's coming from that forest." Mercy analysed.

"It's gunshots!" Tracer realised. In a second, she had pulled out her pistols and blinked towards the forest.

"Tracer!" Winston yelled.

Tracer skidded to a halt in a clearing. Not a natural one. The trees had been ripped in half, and most wildlife in the area seemed to have died.

"What.. happened?" Tracer gasped, looking around. "Poachers?" Again, Tracer heard gunshots, and began blinking towards the noise. She slowed as she approached them, crouching behind a tree. Peaking out, she saw an Omnic, sitting on the ground, watching a little bird.

"That's a Bastion unit." Tracer breathed. "Used in the Omnic war. What's it doing here? And how is it activated?"

The Bastion unit froze, and twisted it's robotic head towards where Tracer was. Tracer ducked back behind the tree, holding her breathe.

The Bastion rose to it's feet, the bird flying up to it's shoulder. Bastion's gun was raised, but the Omnic was backing away. Tracer peaked again, just to see the Bastion moving away.

"Huh?" Tracer tilted her head in confusion. "It's... scared?" Tracer leaned out from the tree, making her body more visible. Bastion's gun was still aimed at her, yet it didn't attack.

"Hey..." Tracer said softly, stepping out fully. Bastion stopped moving back, the bird chirping.

"What you doing here?" Tracer asked in her soft voice, slowly stepping forwards. Bastion didn't move.

"Lost?" Tracer questioned. She took another step forwards, yet a loud crack echoed through the forest as she stepped on a twig.

The Bastion instantly reacted. It's main gun was lowered, but it's body swirled round. The unit transformed into a large turret, aimed at Tracer. The pilot froze in fear, quivering at the sight of the war machine.

"Where did she go?" Mercy asked in annoyance. "I swear, she hasn't changed."

"It'd be weird if she did." Winston shrugged.

"Let's hope she found whatever destroyed those trees." Pharah muttered. "Who could do that?"

"Poachers maybe?"

"Well Tracer can deal with a few poachers easily." Mercy smiled.

"Uh oh..." Winston gasped. Peering through the trees ahead, he saw a frozen Tracer, and behind her, the Bastion unit.

"We... need to help." Pharah said in fear.

"We can't. If we go in, Bastion will open fire." Mercy said with worry.

Thoughts were racing through Tracer's mind. She could blink out of there, but didn't want any stray bullets to hit her team, or the wildlife. And she couldn't call for help, nor did she know where her team were. She just quietly stayed still, hoping the Bastion wouldn't open fire.

Quietly, ever so quietly, the bird that was on Bastion shoulder fluttered. Then took off and landed on Tracer's shoulder, nibbling her ear. For the first time, the Omnic made a noise. It was faint, and sounded puzzled. Tracer slowly lifted her arm. The bird hopped along to her finger, which she just looked at. The Bastion made the noise again.

Tracer looked up just in time to see the Bastion transform again. The robot reverted to it's usual state, and approached Tracer, holding out it's finger. Still, Tracer didn't move from her spot. Instead, she kept her finger held out. Bastion was mere feet away from Tracer. The bird looked back and forth between the two. Chirping again, it fluttered from Tracer's finger to Bastion's. The robot paused when it's little friend landed. It looked at Tracer, head tilted in the same way Tracer had done to it before. Then, it wheeled round and headed off, back into the forest.

Tracer let out a sigh of relief once it had left. Hearing rustling behind her, she turned to find her team crouching behind a bush.

"You didn't help!" She asked in shock.

"Er... There was a turret aimed at you..." Winston said slowly.

"You have a portable shield!" Tracer cried.

"Well, all that matters is that you're safe." Mercy said quickly, breaking up the argument.

"Wonder why there was a Bastion unit in the forest." Pharah thought. "Should we take it out?"

"No." Orisa said. "I was analysing the Omnic. It's system is scrambled, and isn't a threat. It's defence system activated when it felt threatened. Besides, this forest is off limits to the residents of Numbani. No one will come here."

"But what if it was a spy?" Tracer asked.

"No." Orisa repeated. "The Omnic is a few years old. Guessing from the plants grown around it, it was recently unearthed. It's systems showed no signs of outside control either."

"So... We leave it?" Mercy looked at the group.

"If it is no harm to anyone, we shouldn't bother it." Winston shrugged. "Come on, we've got a long way to Japan."

Have no fear. Bastion will return later in the story. In The Last Bastion cinematic, the city that Bastion was about to destroy looked like Numbani. So, I figured while our heroes were here, they'd see Bastion. But he will come back. Good or evil? Who knows. Have an awesome New Years guys, and I'll see you all in 2018!