Fool. I thought as I readjusted my aim. He reacted extremely fast, if not for him running out and tackling the other two they'd be dead by now. Did he think he could hit me with a pistol from all the way over there? His bullets did get surprisingly close, that I will admit, but I didn't even flinch. He couldn't hit me, that was a fact. I watched as he emptied his magazine, causing mass panic at the same time. Diva and Lucio had already made it to safety, but we would take care of them soon enough. I smiled as bullet stopped firing, and I saw his mouth move in a curse. Crosshairs aimed at his head, I pulled the trigger.
But his friends were faster. In a flash of green Lucio was in front of him, weapon raised, and he easily pushed the bullet away with the amp. It embedded itself harmlessly into a wall. I saw the two running for cover and fired two more bullets. But the boy was smarter than he looked. A split second before I had fired he had grabbed Lucio, pulling him backward so suddenly my bullets missed. I sighed but kept calm. Targets moved unpredictably. I just had to make them predictable. The two made it to cover and I aimed upwards, at the lights. In a couple seconds all of them were destroyed, leaving the entire building in pure darkness. I could hear men somewhere below me, the security force, yelling out in what was either panic or surprise. Perhaps both. They'd be here shortly, but for now, I had to focus on my prey. I tapped the side of my visor and my view changed. Thermal. I could see the three of them hiding behind the curtains on the far right, probably trying to communicate with the people hiding on the far left. And for some reason, some people were running across the stage in plain sight. I smirked, mentally thanking them for their idiocy, and fired at what appeared to be a man. He went down on stage. I saw the people on the left freeze and then run outside of cover. They wouldn't hide, why? Simple, to protect the innocent. Fools, all of them. I shot the one closer to safety first, sending a bullet straight through his skull. The other two didn't even slow down, picking up people that had tripped and sending them towards the three heroes. I gunned the second man down, and the third looked toward where I was, then towards the last person on the stage. A woman, from the looks of it. He hesitated, then dashed towards her, helping her up and trying to run to safety with her. I saw the boy and Lucio encouraging them, urging them to go faster. But it was useless. They were flies and I was a spider.
"Adieu," I said, pulling the trigger once to take out the security. He woman tripped over herself continued running. The boy took a step forward, reaching out- But she never made it, never had a chance, because another round pierced her chest. She fell down, but wasn't dead, no, she was crawling towards safety. Lucio tried to go forward but Diva visibly held him back. The boy took a step forward, reaching out towards the woman. He was too much of a hero, always trying to save the others. I easily fired another round through her skull. I could see how he froze up, one hand still outstretched towards her, watching in surprise as the blood exited her skull. Diva tugged his arm, then pulled him back harshly. He didn't seem to be responding…ah, right. My mind went back to when we attacked his town and I shot his mother. This scene must have been familiar. PTSD was a terrible thing. Diva slapped him, from the looks of it, she slapped him hard, and now he seemed able to move. She grabbed his hand and turned to Lucio. After a few exchanges, the Brazilian began leading them away, deeper into the building.
"Targets on the move, heading deeper inside the building," I informed the team, glancing to the door as I heard heavy footsteps approaching. The room I was in was storage, it was filled with different objects, and there was no roof, just metal girders above me. I planted a poison canister by the door and grappled to the girders, my rifle morphing into machine-gun. Then, I waited. I heard them yelling, giving orders and responding to their comms. Obviously, they weren't trying to be stealthy. The footsteps stopped by the door, and the voices quieted down.
"Bonjour," I whispered as the door flung open. Five heavily armed men rushed forward, automatic rifles raised, and looked at every corner. The canister opened up and purple vapor covered the men. They began yelling and coughing wildly, stumbling forward and out of the vapor. I smirked and aimed my weapon. One of them, a young man with black hair, looked upwards. His eyes widened as he saw me and he opened his mouth to speak. I pulled the trigger five times, and the five men fell to the ground.
"Au revoir," I said.
"Widowmaker, I'm after the targets," A female voice suddenly chirped in comms. "Do you them on thermals?"
"Non, they've gone too deep inside the building. But they cannot escape." I answered, setting up by the window again.
"I'm cut off, again," Reaper informed with an angry tone. Oh, I nearly felt bad for the people that had to face him. "You know what to do."
"I'm all over it!"
/
Alessandro's POV
"Thanks, Lucio," I said, breathing hard as we made it to Hana. She punched me hard in the stomach, making me groan, and began cursing me out in Korean.
"Why would you try to take out a sniper with a pistol!" She shook her head quickly. "Once we're out of this I'll kill you."
"Thanks, babe," I answered casually, turning towards the stage. My eyes widened as I saw a woman running towards us, and I took a step forward, reaching out to her, but in a split second, I knew what was going to happen. I flinched as her head exploded, blood splattering over me, then things got…confusing. I frowned and wiped some of the blood off my face, blinking repeatedly. I was home now, my mother was laying in front of me, chaos surrounded me. Wait, no…I was at the concert, there was screaming, but we were mostly alone…right? I shook my head wildly, trying to make sense of everything. Where was I? Home? Brazil? I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around, seeing Hana- No, Rebecca in front of me.
"Ale, you said you'd stay with us!" Rebecca yelled, but then Hana was in front of me. "Snap out of it! We need to go!"
"No no no…" I murmured, grabbing my head and shaking it quickly. Where was I? Was I home? Were my sisters with me? They needed me, but they had died, hadn't they? I groaned and fell to my knees, breathing hard. This couldn't be happening, this was impossible.
"Alessandro-"
"Shut up!" I yelled, closing my eyes tight. "This isn't real! None of it! I'm not back there!" Someone made me look up and slapped me, hard. Now Hana was in front of me, looking angry and worried at the same time. She grabbed my shoulders, shaking me viciously.
"Listen, it's me, Hana, we're in Brazil, ok? We need to go," She yelled, pulling me closer. "We need to go now."
"H-hana, I-"
"Now!" She ordered. I managed a simple nod.
/
Diva's POV
This was bad, very bad. Alessandro was out of it, he might not be yelling now but he kept looking around nervously, his fists clenched so hard they turned white. I had tried another time to snap him out of it, but it wasn't working. I wish I could just make him feel better, but right now I couldn't even focus on him. I turned to Lucio.
"Do you have an airship? A car? Anything," I asked.
"I got a car, which can take us to a small airport close by," Lucio mumbled, his eyes scanning the floor for dead people. People that were fans of his, people that worked for him, he shook his head sadly. His eyes seemed to focus on Ronaldo, his head of security, although it was a bit dark now thanks to Widowmaker.
"Lucio, snap out of it, we need to go and protect Alessandro," I said. He turned to me and after a moment nodded.
"Yeah, you're right, come on! I know another way out, away from that sniper. My security will probably be trying to get her now."
"They'll fail, she's on an entire level entirely. If we leave she'll follow, until we escape, so let's hurry," I answered, turning to Alessandro again. I got on one knee and offered a hand, speaking gently. "We need to go-"
"The doors blocked, the doors blocked, w-we need to get to the corner," He said, focusing on me. I shook my head slowly.
"Just trust me, it's Hana, you can trust me," I tried, he seemed confused once more but after a few moments took my hand. I smiled at him widely then nodded at Lucio.
He began to lead the way deeper into the building, amp raised in case someone attacked us. We passed several members of the security team (it must've been a large team) and civilians who had run here, and I noticed just how much of an idol Lucio was to him. Men that were simply sitting on the floor watched him come, then grabbed their guns and got back into defensive positions. He yelled words of encouragement and blasted his music, healing smaller wounds and bringing smiles to their faces. I could hear gunshots through the building, but from the sound of it, the Brazilians were fighting back. One guard yelled something to Lucio and he nodded, amping up our speed. I wasn't sure how he did it, probably nanotechnology, but the three of us seemed to move faster. We were getting closer to gunfire now, and Lucio indicated I stay behind with Alessandro. He changed his amp to healing mode and dashed, or skated actually, into the room. I took a peek, a bit curious to how he fought, and I have to admit it was impressive. He fired and pushed two men back with the sheer force of the sound, skating on the side of the wall, the roof, and then coming down the opposite wall to throw the enemies aim off. He fired and again and slid across the floor, standing up behind them and pushing three into the wall with a strong blast. He elbowed the fourth behind him and then wacked him hard with his amp.
"Ok come on! Hurry up!" He called.
Once again we ran, the two of us behind him as he healed others. It seemed that we were going deeper into the building, which seemed weird. Shouldn't we be trying to get out? But instead of questioning him I just continued running, never letting go of Alessandro's hand. Having an objective seemed to help him focus because he was quiet now and looked a bit more determined instead of confused. We crossed one hallway and he picked up a rifle by a Talon corpse. I smiled, the Brazilians must be making some progress against them.
"We're almost there! Just a bit further!"
"Where are we going?" Alessandro asked.
"There's a tunnel system under some of these buildings, built about ten years ago, they lead directly to the parking lot," He replied, then with a yelp. "Watch out!" He jumped over a man that turned the corner, a member of Talon, and Alessandro yelled in anger. He ran forward and literally tackled the guy, slowing down just a moment so I could catch up.
"Come on Jasmine, I said I'll keep you safe!" He yelled, taking my hand again. I sighed, but at least he wasn't having a panic attack now.
"In here!" Lucio called, opening a wooden door and leading us forward. I was about to go in but Alessandro held me back, when I turned to him he seemed absolutely horrified.
"Not there, not there, there has to be another place," He said, turning around.
"No time! This is our only choice," Lucio answered.
"This is where it happens!" He yelled back, shifting nervously on his feet. He seemed like he was about to run off, maybe he actually would. "Alessandro," I grabbed the sides of his face, pulling him close, forcing him to look at me. "This isn't your home, we're in Brazil. The building will not fall, and we will make it out. Just trust us, ok? Don't think about anything except leaving this place and shooting the bad guys, we'll focus on the rest."
"Ruby I-"
"I'm not Ruby! Or Jasmine! Or Rebecca!" I yelled, pulling him into a harsh, demanding kiss. I held him back at arm's length a moment later. "I'm Hana Song! Your girlfriend! The gamer! You don't have to worry about us, just focus on getting out and we'll do the rest, ok?"
"Hana…I," He sighed, looking completely lost. His eyes seemed to register different environments.
"Ok?"
"Yeah…just lead the way," He answered quietly, he seemed to regret that answer, like another voice in his head was screaming at him to do something else, anything else. But he kept his mouth shut. "And let's hurry."
I gave him a nod and took his hand again, looking at the darkness of the room. I took a deep breath, walking inside and pulling him along. Lucio walked in after us and closed the door, his get up providing a faint glow which let us guide navigate without bumping into everything. Lucio took the lead again, quietly looking around the room. We went at a slower pace now, and the sounds of battle were muffled above us. It took about ten minutes, and when I finally thought we were lost I heard the sounds of the city ahead of us. Lucio smiled widely and gave me a nod, and like an idiot, I jogged ahead. I felt something hard hit my head before I covered even half the distance. Bullets were fired, Lucio yelled out, and then silence. I frowned and slowly, very slowly, sat up. I blinked a few times and looked in front of me. I saw Alessandro, his gun on the floor, looking at me with worry.
Click.
I froze as the cold barrel of another gun was pressed against the back of my head. I gently turned my head as much as I could to look at my attacker, and she didn't stop me. A brown-skinned lady with purple hair and a submachine gun winked at me, then spoke.
"Hola, amigos," The girl purred. "Were you going somewhere? Without saying hello to your friend Sombra?"
/
"Chupame la pija," Alessandro spat. The woman behind me laughed.
"Tendria cuidado si fuera tu, yo soy la que tiene mi arma en la nuca de tu novia," She answered smoothly. My eyes just now registered Lucio on the floor, his eyes closed. I panicked for a split-second, but he also let out a groan which told me he was alive.
"Why haven't you shot us yet?" I asked.
"Hana, are you sure you want to ask that?" Alessandro asked, he visibly flinched, and I wondered what he was actually seeing. At least, for now, he could tell the real world apart from whatever had appeared to him before. I bit my lip as Sombra laughed again.
"No no, she's right, I mean if I wanted you two dead I would've shot you already," Sombra admitted. "Let's talk."
I felt the barrel removed from my head. Sombra pulled me to my feet and then pushed me to Alessandro, who automatically grabbed me and pushed me behind himself, acting as my human shield. The two of them stared at each other for a minute, then another, Alessandro with a glare and Sombra with a smirk. Her gun was in one hand, propped against a shoulder and pointed upwards.
"Widowmaker is going to be really mad if you let us go," Alessandro finally said. Ugh, again with that woman. Well his paranoia with her had kept us alive, if he hadn't dived to the stage Lucio or me, maybe both of us, would be dead. Sombra seemed to be thinking about the same thing.
"I did shine the lights on your friends, amigo, and you know Widowmaker wouldn't need them. I signaled to you that there was trouble, and I did it on purpose," Sombra admitted. "But she'll never know about that."
"But why?" I asked impatiently. She turned her eyes to me, a bit annoyed as if I were interrupting something of theirs. She instantly made me mad.
"I have the habit of collecting friends," Sombra finally answered. "A friend in the Overwatch organization? I always wanted a friend like that!" She smiled wider and holstered her weapon. "So let's talk." I doubt Alessandro was in the right state of mind to negotiate, or even fight someone like this, but much to his credit, he put on a neutral look and crossed his arms.
"We don't deal with criminals," He stated firmly.
"Ironic, since you decided to stay with Overwatch after your town was destroyed," Sombra said, then in a whisper. "Do you hear that? You're still there, they need you outside."
"What?" I asked, mainly to myself. I looked around but couldn't see or hear anything resembling battle. What was she going on about? Alessandro seemed just as confused. I couldn't let this go on, she was planning something. My hand, hidden behind Alessandro, gripped my meka's beacon. I pressed the button, but nothing happened.
"Meka signal scrambled," A more synthetic Mexican voice said, it reminded me of a Mexican Athena.
"Nice try, but we've taken precautions with you two," Sombra said, sounding quite accomplished. God, I wanted to smack that stupid smirk off her face. She put her hands together then expanded them into a holo-screen. On the screen, there was a video feed, and I had the suspicion it was live, there were armed soldiers in a town. Marines of the United States. The town could've been any out there, but that didn't matter. The camera zoomed in and focused on a pair of soldiers, and I heard Alessandro gasp. He took a step forward and reached out, but Sombra took a step back and out of his reach.
"How are you seeing this?" He asked, his voice a whisper. His eyes were wide, panicky, he clenched his fists. "Why are you showing me him?!" I frowned and turned back to the screen, giving both men a good look. Then it hit me, the one on the right looked somewhat like Alessandro, had his eyes too. I'd be willing to bet that without the helmet he'd have the same hair. It was his father.
"The last member of your immediate family," Sombra announced quietly. "It'd be terrible if his unit were attacked by an overwhelming force. If either of you decides to be a hero, well, I can't say you'll see your father again."
"I'm going to kill you," Alessandro murmured through clench teeth. I smiled, his anger helped him focus, maybe we did have a chance to fight. It was a stupid thought, I should've known she'd have a trick, she'd know how to manipulate us.
"If you try, this will happen again," Sombra replied, her smile turning devious. The image changed to a war zone, another town slightly different from the first. People were getting gunned down, cars were exploding, a building collapsed. The change was so sudden I didn't have time to do anything. Alessandro's eyes widened in horror, and then he ran to the corner, using his body as a shield for nothing. Sombra pulled out her gun and aimed it at me. "Sorry, dulzura, but you and the Brazilian won't make it out of here. Can't have you ruining this."
I truly thought I was going to die, my allies were out of commission, my MEKA wasn't coming down, I was unarmed and with no protection. I couldn't even take cover; I would never make it. But then Sombra's AI, Calavera, spoke.
"Enemy AI detected, scrambling units disabled. MEKA unit landing," Calavera announced.
"Que?" She growled, pulling the trigger, but a giant pink blur crashed through the floor and landed in front of me. I laughed in relief and immediately grabbed the handles, getting pulled inside. Sombra was looking up at me now, she looked very mad. I smiled widely and shook the dust off my MEKA.
"Who won't be making it out of here?" I asked cheerfully, opening fire. Sombra cursed rolled behind a cement column. I activated my boosters and crashed through the weak cement, tackling her into a wall. She yelled out in pain and disappeared in a flash of purple. I don't know how she did it, but I didn't have time to worry about it. I heard a groan and someone shuffling. "Lucio! Lucio grab Alessandro, we need to go!"
"What happened?" He asked, sitting up. I exited the MEKA and jogged to him, helping him to his feet. "Diva what's wrong with Alessandro?"
"No time to explain, I need you to carry him. Knock him out if you have to, I don't care. I'll keep us safe," I answered, gently prodding him to Alessandro. Luckily Alessandro didn't fight Lucio, he just kept looking around and mumbling under his breath. I returned to my MEKA and shot open the only door. It crumbled and revealed stairs. I could see a bit of the night sky, full of stars. "Are you ready?"
"I got him, let's roll," Lucio replied.
I smiled, now was my turn to take the lead. I flew up the stairs in a second, scanning the area around me. Almost immediately bullets peppered my hull.
"Winky face~" I said as gunfire stopped, winking at the man in front of me. My blasters sprung to life and he yelled for a second before falling down. The others finally got back to their senses and tried to reload, but with quick turns, I cut through them. No body armor could save them from my plasma. Lucio shot one with his amp and ran out, making a straight dash for the nearest car. He dropped his weapon and opened the door, quickly putting Alessandro inside.
"Diva, get on top!" He called, picking up his weapon and getting in the driver's street. Without hesitation, I flew on top of the car, a simple black rectangle by the way (I thought he'd have something flashier) and stepped on the top lightly. Lucio took the signal and we sped off, enemy vehicles already pursuing us.
Let me tell you, it is hard to keep your balance on a car moving high-speed, and shoot enemies. One of my hands was constantly on another small lever, making quick and precise changes to my thrusters so I wouldn't fall off at every turn. Besides that, one hand was on the gun controls, firing at the enemies with perfect aim. Sadly, I didn't have lots of range, but this was difficult, and that's why it was my line of work. I was the best. A Talon truck, a bulky all terrain red and black vehicle, began picking up on us and a man with an RPG appeared at the window. Without hesitation, I peppered his side of the car with bullets. It swerved away and crashed into a wall.
"Diva can you try and not destroy Brazil!" Lucio yelled.
"You have no idea how hard this is, just keep driving!" I yelled back.
"Just keep the people safe!" He answered, making another left. I yelped and quickly readjusted the thrusters, keeping myself onboard. Three more cars were behind us, too far to shoot properly but close enough to shoot back. One man opened the roof and stood, holding an RPG.
"Time to raise my EPM!" I called. A second the later the defense system sprang to life and destroyed the rocket in midair. The next round of bullets was vaporized by the tiny lasers. I heard someone yell "Come on!" and smiled again. The EPM went down and I opened fire on the hood of the closet car. I was leaning quite a bit, but my thrusters kept me from actually falling. The hood began to smoke, then it burst into flames. The driver jumped out and someone inside yelled as the entire car burst into flames. "Lucio how much longer!"
"We're here!" He yelled back, taking a sharp turn. Several men with assault rifles and body armor were already by the airport gates, apparently waiting for us. The gate itself led towards a cluster of hangars, not the actual airport. Without slowing down Lucio raced through the gates. The men at the gate opened fire, and a helicopter appeared as well. I smirked. Talon would have their work cut out for them. Lucio rode all the way to the hangar in the back, against the opposite fence. He slowed down and then parked inside, wasting no moment to jump out. I whistled, impressed, as he dashed towards his private jet. Sleek, small, obviously fast and quite stylish. He took out a small control and pressed a button, opening the door.
"How long until we can take off?" I asked, jumping off the vehicle and watching the hangar entrance.
"Five minutes to prep and take off," Lucio called from inside. "The security forces should have our backs, though."
"Doubtful…" I murmured. Not that I doubted the skill of those men, and I'm sure they could handle the Talon infantry just fine. But there were worse things than Talon infantry, and I expected someone else to appear. Call it a hunch, but I think it was quite obvious. He wouldn't miss the chance to murder any Overwatch agents. I smirked, and sighed, as I saw a lone figure approach the hangar entrance. "Called it."
"Called what?" Lucio asked. I heard him curse in Portuguese, probably seeing our enemy from the jet's window. "I got h-"
"No, get our ride ready, I'll keep this one busy," I said, interrupting him. He didn't reply, so I assumed he was getting to work. A few minutes, that's all we needed. I watched as he, the Reaper, slowly approached me. He pulled two hellfire shotguns out of nowhere.
"Hana Song," He murmured. "Sombra was supposed to take care of you."
"It'll take a lot more to beat me," I answered.
"Interesting final words," He murmured.
He raised both shotguns and fired at me, a low growl resonating in his throat as my EPM rose to stop them. I began advancing, forcing him back as he fired. He threw his weapons aside and I flew forward, ramming into him. He growled as he flew back, falling onto his feet, and I opened fire. My confident smirk disappeared, replaced by a worried look. He seemed to be absorbing the bullets, and even while I was shooting he pulled out two new guns and fired back. I grunted as my meka began to take damage, my EPM still charging up. I swung at him but it went right through his body as mist. He passed right through me and I felt bullets hitting the back of my hull.
"Sswa jug-yeo beolil geoya!" I yelled in my native tongue, flying upwards and falling on top of him. Black mist left the ground and he reformed in front of me. I opened fire before he even appeared, he was smart enough to float away behind some crates. "Lucio how long?!"
"We're up! But if he shoots the engines before I can accelerate out of the hangar we're done for!" He replied. The engines flared to life (About time!) and the jet began moving slowly. Reaper walked out and both his gun were aimed for the cockpit. I boosted and crashed towards him again- Or that was the plan. He turned into black mist and I sailed right through him, hitting a metal wall. Bullets peppered my backside and I heard the alarm go off. I spun around and pressed the self-destruct button.
"Nerf this!"
My make ejected me out, and dashed behind a bunch of crates. The explosion wouldn't really hurt me, but I always took cover anyway. I kept my head low as it charged up for a few seconds. I could hear Reaper's footsteps; he was running towards me. The sound suddenly dimmed, and a green glow expanded over the room with a loud explosion. I took a deep breath, waiting a few moments. I couldn't hear any more footsteps, but I could hear the jet making its way to the exit. I sighed in relief, I must've won. No surprise there, I always won.
"Vengeance shall be mine."
Everything seemed to slow down. I heard the click of Reaper's weapons behind me, my heart quickened, I began to turn out of instinct but I knew he'd get me now. The bullet never arrived. Reaper yelled out and I heard him tumbling down somewhere. Time sped back up, I spun and could see him on the floor. Alessandro was on top of him, both were wrestling for the shotguns. Reaper was struggling to aim them at Alessandro, but somehow he was holding out. Alessandro yelled and somehow threw one shotgun away, it clattered at my feet. Reaper kicked him off and got up but he didn't even have time to aim as Alessandro charged him again, jumping. Reaper crouched and Alessandro sailed over him, landing on his other side and spinning in a second. He kicked the shotgun out of Reaper's hand and suddenly the two were at it, exchanging blows at an incredible pace. How was Alessandro even managing this? No way he felt better yet.
"Heads up!" Lucio yelled. Just now I noticed the jet had turned slightly, heading towards those two. Alessandro jumped out of the way and Reaper turned to mist as the wheel of the plane went through him. I heard Lucio muttering angrily in Portuguese as he quickly corrected the route of the plane, barely avoiding the wall and speeding out the entrance. "Guys get on!"
"You cannot escape me!" Reaper yelled, pulling out new shotguns. Suddenly Alessandro jumped on him, trying to get him in a body lock. His legs wrapped around Reaper's waist and his arms were around Reaper's too, trying to keep them from using his weapons. He opened his mouth to say something but Reaper head-butted him. I had to help him, no way were we getting to the jet with Reaper fighting us. I looked around for my pistol, it must've fallen somewhere. Then I got a better idea, I bent down and grabbed the shotgun that had fallen. It was pretty heavy for a gun.
"Alessandro!" I yelled. He saw me and instantly hid behind Reaper, holding him but trying to use him as a shield too. Reaper roared as I pulled the trigger once, twice, three times. The projectiles hit his bodies and flew to the sides. After the third shot, he dissipated for good, letting Alessandro fall to the ground. But we didn't have time to celebrate, I could see the jet going down the runway. And- Lucio was skating towards us? He made it to Alessandro and lifted him up, then went up to me.
"We gotta go, the jets on autopilot, we can make it if we run."
"What? That's impos-"
"Trust me, now run!"
And so we did. The three of us dashed towards the aircraft. Lucio was in front, skating and keeping his weapon up. I was behind him, and Alessandro was panting, barely able to keep up with me. That was definitely not a good sign. Either way, it was hopeless. The jet was speeding away, faster and faster. Would the autopilot take off automatically?
"We're not going to-"
"Speed BOOST!" Lucio's weapon and skates began to glow green, and suddenly I felt much better. The three of us quite literally zoomed forward across the runway at a speed that shouldn't have been possible. Lucio jumped on the side of the plane and then through the door. The stairs were still down, a few feet above the door. He clambered down and reached out to us. Alessandro grabbed my waist and lifted me, I grabbed onto Lucio's hands and he picked me up and put me safely on the stairs. The speed seemed to be wearing off, but with one last burst of energy, Alessandro jumped and grabbed Lucio's hands. He pulled him up and the stairs immediately retracted, basically throwing us all inside and sprawling us on the floor.
"Bem-vindo a bordo, faremos o nosso melhor pra garantir que você aproveite seu vôo. Próxima parada; Suíça."
"Are we good?" Alessandro groaned.
"Yeah we're good," Lucio answered, slowly getting on his feet. "I think we're safe now."
"Great, let's see if the others missed us," I murmured. On cue, Alessandro's communicator began beeping. Alessandro pulled it out of his pocket and tossed it to me. I caught it and pressed the one button on top. Winston's worried face appeared.
"Diva? Is that you?" He asked, narrowing his eyes. "We're having interference."
"It's me, Winston," I confirmed. "What's wrong? You look worried."
"Talon cut off our comms, we barely managed to escape the base alive," He said, pushing his glasses into place. "Set course to Spain, or the closest area possible, and we'll go get you."
"Is everyone ok?" I asked quietly.
"Mercy is wounded, but she'll survive. The rest are fine, don't worry," He said with a chuckle. "They'll have to try harder than that to defeat us."