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Chapter 28

"Is that it?" Katie asked him. They were both hidden within the tree line, staring at a large mansion cut off by the trees. Not a single light was on inside, and they saw no sign of security.

"Guess so." McCree shrugged. "Let's go take a look."

"How are we doing it. Just walking in or sneaking?"

"Sneak in obviously. It's unlikely they'll kill us if we're caught. I know lots about Overwatch, some stuff even Reyes doesn't know. They'll probably just want information."

"Then kill us?" Katie raised an eyebrow. McCree didn't reply, but snuck along the tree line until he was closer to the mansion, Katie just behind him. He quickly checked the area one last time for guards, before making a dash towards his destination. He stopped against the wall just underneath a window. Katie copied his movements.

"Think we can get in?" She questioned.

"Wouldn't surprise me if the place was alarmed. Or at least trapped." McCree muttered.

"Let me check the window." Katie peered into the window, just to find an empty, dark room. She attempted to push the window open, and to her surprise, it swung open without a problem.

"Suspicious?" She glanced at her partner.

"Very." McCree nodded, but either way he pulled himself into the room, before helping Katie.

"Such a gentleman." She joked. "Close the window. If anyone comes by they'll know something happened. And we know we can open it."

"Good point." McCree did as he was told. "Now, not a sound. Gun loaded."

"She always is." Katie patted her revolver, which had the name Law-bringing on it.

"Let's go." McCree whispered. The room they were in didn't have much, just some chairs and desks. It seemed to be a spare room.

They made their way out into an equally dark hallway. Lamps lined the walls, but none were on. They just hoped they weren't motion activated. Thankfully, they stayed off, and the pair snuck along the hallway into a hall. The walls were deep purple, almost royal, with the edges covered in a black, swirling pattern.

"Yeah this screams evil base." Katie gave a nervous chuckled.

"You sound scared." McCree grinned.

"Oh shush." Katie gave him a small smack on the arm. "Where to?"

"Take your pick." He gestured around the hall. There was another corridor opposite them, and to the right was a staircase, going both up and down.

"Seems likely that all the important stuff is in the creepy basement." She guessed.

"Cliche villains." McCree sighed. Listening for any footsteps, they hurried over to the staircase and made their way down. Not a single noise was heard.

"I'd figure this would be a little harder." Katie told McCree. "Where is everyone?"

"Lunchtime?" McCree joked, although he secretly hoped it was.

"Let's just go. I wanna leave as soon as I can." Katie ushered him down the stairs. The black and purple colouring continued into the basement, which was one large room lined with filing cabinets. In the middle was a large, wooden table with a map on it. Hanging on a wall at the back, above the cabinets, was a picture of a man.

He had jet black hair, with his left eye covered by a scar, and the other a violent green. His nose was slightly crooked, and he had a second scar on his right cheek. His lips were sealed tight, with no sign of a smile at all. He was sat in a large throne like chair, holding a staff. At the tip of the staff was a ruby, which seemed to sparkle, even as a picture.

"Well that's welcoming." Katie said sarcastically.

"Lots of stuff to ruffle through." McCree looked around. He hadn't noticed Katie inspecting the picture.

"Master Oswald Talon, son to Erik and Lena Talon, owner of the MWDC... what?"

"MWDC, Master Weapons Development Company." McCree informed her. "That company is famous for manufacturing and selling weapons across the globe."

"Isn't their owner called Oswald Barker?" Katie asked.

"I thought so. But if this man is the owner, it would be weird and suspicious to have his last name the same of a terrorist organisation. Maybe he changed it to keep himself away from the business."

"Think he's the leader of Talon?"

"Pretty sure. Why else would his picture be hanging down in here?"

"Because he's clearly a looker, duh?" Katie giggled. "Should we look through all of this... McCree?"

She'd noticed that McCree was staring at one of the cabinets. She hurried over, just to find it called "Overwatch Agents" and another next to it called "Blackwatch Agents."

"He was working with Talon before Overwatch fell?" McCree asked in shock. "No... how didn't I see it?"

Katie opened the cabinet labelled "Overwatch Agents." It was packed to the brim with names and code names. Jesse McCree, Lena "Tracer" Oxten, Torbjorn Lindholm, Marrick "Spy" Hugo, name after name she read off.

"Barely anyone knows that Marrick existed." McCree said. "Only a few of those higher up. Which would include Reyes."

"What's that?" Katie pointed at the folder. On it, was a small skull. McCree pulled Marrick's folder out, just to find his picture with a large, black "X" over it.

"He's dead." McCree sighed. He peered closer at the folders, to find others with skulls on them. He did see that Lena, Fareeha, Angela, Winston, Reinhardt, Genji, Torbjorn, and others of his close group were still alive. But his leaders Morrison and Ana had an skull on their folders.

"So they're keeping tabs on everyone and taking out former agents?" Katie asked.

"That or they're just fans who store info." McCree grumbled.

"Does this map?" They both turned to the world map that was on the table in the middle. They instantly noticed markings on the map. Different cities or locations with an "X" over them. One in England, Korea, Japan, two in American, one in Numbani, Egypt, Sweden, Brazil, Nepal and Germany. McCree even saw that there use to be on over a city in Russia, but it looks to have been rubbed off at some point.

"Different cities... hmmmm." Katie wondered. "What does it mean?"

"Look." McCree pointed to one of the markings in America. "That's Route 66. Something is being planned there."

"Should we head over there and figure it out?"

"I'm not sure if we'll be too late."

"Look." Katie pointed to one of the corners. "Operation: Black Hole?"

"That was the name that Talon grunt told me about. It's something big."

"We should head back to Route 66. Now. It isn't really our home, but it's where our Deadlock Gang got together. Our family is practically there."

"Guess we don't want it destroyed huh?" McCree smiled. Katie nodded back.

McCree made sure nothing had changed since they entered, before the two hurried out of the basement. Heading up the stairs, still no sound was heard.

"Let's get out now. This place is giving me the creeps." Katie said.

"Not need to tell me twice." McCree responded. They crossed the hall to the hallway, with no signs of life. They snuck as quickly as they can back to the storage room. McCree opened the window easily again, and they both hopped out.

Katie quietly shut it, and they pair sprinted across the field back to the tree line.

"That was way too scary." Katie whined, sighing as she did so. "My heart was racing."

"Way to get scared, lil wimp." McCree chuckled.

"And what if we were caught?" She asked.

"I would've protected you, like always." McCree answers. "Now, let's get back." He didn't wait for a response but in fact turned and headed the way they came, not noticing a small blush over Katie's face.

Lots of McCree this chapter. Haven't given him much time in the story, despite him being one of my main heroes! Hopefully you all enjoyed!