Slightly longer chapter then usual, because theres a lot of story lines to get through. Reviews and constructive criticism is welcome. Enjoy!
Chapter 39
Soldier could only stare at the hell breaking loose in front of him. The once magical place of Hollywood looked like Satan had taken over. Buildings were rubble, bodies were piled up on the sides of the roads, cars crashed and fire spreading. Soldier had left his ship just on the outskirts of city, but it seemed like the damage was done.
"Talon is going to pay." Soldier clenched his fist. "Reyes will pay."
"Hey, it's him!" A voice shouted. Looking over his shoulder, Soldier saw one man beckoning others to his side. Instantly recognising his outfit, Soldier lifted his Pulse Rifle and fired at him. The man didn't even move before the bullets collided with him, knocking him to the floor.
"Get off my lawn." Soldier hissed. The rest of the Talon troops spotted Soldier, and all unleashed fire. Soldier didn't even run for cover. He was too mad. He ran into the oncoming bullets, dodging and swerving past them. Letting loose his pulse rocket, he caused the targets to scatter. He reached one of them and gripped him by the throat.
"WHO'S IN CHARGE." He bellowed.
"That... that's none of your business." The Talon agent spat back.
"Tell me or die." Soldier growled.
"You'll die either way." A cold voice replied. Soldier span around, but the other Talon agents weren't facing him. Instead, they were running in the opposite direction as black smoke slowly began to cover the area. A loud gun shot was heard, and the man Soldier was interrogating fell limp.
"Of course it's you." Soldier muttered. "Not surprised."
"I'm surprised you're still alive. Aren't you dropping dead soon?" The cold voice cackled.
"Old soldiers never die, you know that." Soldier answered. "Show yourself you nutcase."
The smoke in front of him rose and span, before Reaper stepped out of it.
"Like my redecorating?" Reaper asked, gesturing to a fallen building.
"It's shit." Soldier replied. "What's your goal this time, Reyes?"
"It's Reaper and you know it, Morrison." Reaper barked. "If you're here you must know about our little plan, so it should be obvious."
"World peace?" Soldier said sarcastically.
"Not word peace, but I'll have mine once you die." Reaper hissed, pulling a gun from his cloak.
"You never could beat me, doubt you can today." Soldier smiled under his mask.
"We'll see Jack."
Ana peaked her head out of a window. She had lost track of Widowmaker, who had used the rooftops to keep her distance. Now with an advantage, Ana had to stay hidden in order to stay safe. She kept her eye out for any movement, and prayed Pharah would be okay.
While hiding, she moved from building to building quickly. She was slightly further away from the temple than she would've liked, but her target when this way, she had to follow. But she did notice that the smoke and screams were starting to die down. Either Pharah had helped a lot of people to safety, or Talon had captured everyone.
"You really are a pest." A cold voice whispered. Ana span around just to find the barrel of a pistol pressed against her forehead. She didn't even bother trying to raise her gun.
"You're one to talk." Ana chuckled slightly.
"I'm impressed you managed to survive, but I also hate you for it." Widowmaker sneered. "My target's never get away alive."
"First time for everything I guess." Ana shrugged. "You look well Amélie."
"Amélie is dead, it's Widowmaker." The woman growled back.
"No, Amélie is very much alive in there. I want to talk to her, not you." Ana said seriously. "Now, Amélie, please stop this petty nonsense. People are dying because of the actions Talon is taking. What's the end goal here? What's Oswald Talon's mission?"
"You know our leader?" Widowmaker questioned, her grip on the gun slightly relaxing as she was distracted.
"I've been, "dead" for a long time Amélie, I've had time to do research." Ana admitted. "It was strange seeing Oswald present to the public a new laser weapon, just to stumble across a Talon base two days later and seeing them holding laser weapons. And no Talon didn't buy them from Oswald, as he presented the weapons three months before they were released to the public. Then I snuck into your base in Germany and found out everything."
"You knew our plan beforehand?"
"Oh, no that part I didn't. But I found out about Oswald and the files. The information about Operation: Black Hole was new to me. Now I ask again Amélie, what's Oswald's plan?"
"I don't... I don't actually no, but that's none of your concern."
"Actually that's a big concern Amélie, you don't even know what you're fighting for. All of this, and Gérard's death could've been for nothing."
"SHUT UP!" Widowmaker screeched. She dropped the gun and swung her fist towards Ana. The one eyed woman dodged, making Widowmaker's fist collide and shatter the window behind her.
"The woman with no emotion seemed to have gotten pretty angry." Ana said slyly.
"Keep his name out of your mouth." Widowmaker hissed.
"Oh but Amé-"
"And don't call me that!" Widowmaker dived at Ana, tackling her to the ground. "I'm going to gouge out your other eye."
"I don't need an eye to see you care for Gérard and regret what you did." Ana snapped back as she wrestled with Widowmaker. "Like I've said I've had time to do research. I know you visit Gérard's grave at Christmas."
"You don't know anything." Widowmaker yelled, standing up. "You're wrong, I don't care! But I want to."
Ana froze as she looked up at Widowmaker. "What?"
Widowmaker collapsed back onto the floor, huddled up. "I want to. I was reprogrammed. Changed. I don't have emotion. I go to his grave, hoping, praying I feel regret. Sadness. Anything. But I don't. I just wish I could feel again."
"Killing people won't help. You've been brainwashed. But I can see that you're fighting it. Overwatch can help get you back."
"Really?" Widowmaker asked.
"Well, hopefully back. If you stay with Talon, they'll keep the killer you are right now. If you come back with me, Overwatch will work to "fix" you. We can try and get your emotions back. I don't know what we're gonna do about the purple though."
"Blue." Widowmaker corrected. "But how are we going to get out?"
"Simple. You kill me, then tell your agents to retreat" Ana replied.
"Kill you?"
"Don't actually kill me, my body will just be next to you."
"And this'll work?" Widowmaker asked.
"Only one way to find out." Ana shrugged.
"You're a real pain." McCree growled.
"You were never fun yourself." Moira replied. She checked the area, searching for her formal teammate. McCree stayed hidden behind a barrel, staying out of view of Moira and her Talon agents. He saw Talon and past Deadlock Gang members taking shots at each other from behind cover.
"What have you gotten us into McCree!" He heard Ashe yell. "If we die I'm killing you!"
"Then don't die idiot." McCree shouted back. He kept his Peacekeeper ready, flashbang held tight in his other hand.
"So, what went wrong Jesse? You could've been a real asset you know." Moira chuckled slightly. She deliberately walked away from McCree, knowing where he was.
"Yeah, because I'm going to join a group of criminals." McCree countered.
"Oh please, I was told your little gang here did all sorts of crimes, the only reason Reyes didn't throw your ass in jail was because you're a sharp shooter."
"Probably would've been better for me if I was in jail." McCree muttered.
"It was Antonio? You were acting weird since that mission."
"We murdered a man in cold blood!"
"He was dirty and you know it." Moira laughed. "Besides, his whole operation went down the drain because it. We saved people."
"We also revealed our group which started the revolt against Overwatch, or did your screwed up science brain forget?"
"Sticks and stones Jesse. Come out and play."
"Drop dead Moira." McCree peaked out from the barrel, eyes locking into Moira in an instant. In a flash, he aimed and fired his pistol at her, just for the air to waver and twist in front of his eyes. One second Moira was there, next, she was gone.
"What the..." McCree gasped. Then he heard a scream. "Wh- KATIE!"
I think it's time we add someone new to the story, don't you?