"Open the doors," I ordered. Winston nodded and tapped once on the control panel. We were all armed and waiting in the main hanger for Hana, Alessandro, and Lucio. After what just happened we didn't want to take any chances. The large doors slowly opened and Alessandro dashed in, going directly for his weapon which was in Lena's hands. He looked extremely tired and worn, much worse than when he had left us, and he seemed serious.

"I need a ship, now!" He commanded, snapping his fingers at a service bot. "Get me my armor."

"Wha- Alessandro, love, what's wrong?" Lena asked, trying to grab his arm. He shrugged her off and loaded his rifle.

"I need a ship and if anyone else has someone they love you need to get them now."

"Alessandro, calm down," I ordered, using the same voice I used on insubordinate. This seems to get to him and he took a deep breath, turning to us.

"We met another Talon agent, some sort of hacker, she knows of my father and probably of everyone we care about. She wants to use him to blackmail me, but I won't let that happen. You guys might want to grab a vehicle and go for your loved ones as well," He said seriously, turning to the service bot as it arrived and grabbing pieces of armor.

"We can't just go-" I began, but Lena cut me off.

"I'm taking my jet to London, then," She informed the rest with a frantic voice. "Athena, prep the jet!"

"Lena wait-"

"Torbjorn and I will take the carrier, it is slower but we shall get there!" Reinhardt informed. I turned in time to see Torbjorn giving him a nod.

"You all can't just leave; we might get attacked again!" I said in a much louder voice, gaining all their attention. "Who will defend the base?!"

"Lena, Reinhardt, Torbjorn and I go our separate ways and anyone who doesn't have to go search for a loved one stays here at the base," Alessandro answered, speaking as if the matter were already decided. He had his armor completely on and began chugging a bottle of water, which he crunched and threw to a side.

"It could be a trap," I argued weakly.

"Fareeha," He said, using the tone I had previously used on him. "I understand your concern but we will be in more trouble if they get the people we care about. Sombra seemed to be doing this for herself, not Talon, but if she decides to tell Talon of our families…"

He went silent and nobody bothered to finish his thoughts. That hacker, Sombra, would be trouble enough alone but if Talon did get the information of our families we were done for. He was right to act quickly, even if I thought it was rash. I sighed as Lena gave him a hug and dashed for the jet and then gave Reinhardt and Torbjorn a nod. The two of them returned it and made the way to their own aircraft, apparently heading together.

"I'm going with you," Hana announced. I hadn't noticed when Lucio, Hana and Lucio's plane entered the hangar but the vehicle was parked and they were already out. Alessandro immediately shook his head, walking to her and giving her a quick kiss.

"I need to handle this," He muttered quietly, looking around to see if anybody would challenge him. "I can handle this."

"You can't go alone," I murmured. "Hana, you need rest after Brazil. I will go with Alessandro."

"You need to stay here and defend the base," He argued, looking a bit annoyed. "I can handle myself Fareeha."

"The base has enough people defending it, you are not going alone," I replied firmly. The two of us stared at each other for a full minute before he sighed, nodding to the jet he was going to use.

"Just so we're clear, you are my eyes in the sky," He said, taking a few steps closer to me. "I'm going on the ground alone, yeah?"

"Deal, now let's get going," I said with a nod.

"Alessandro, I have a message for you," Athena announced. Everyone looked at each other, confused. Who would even manage to send him a message, when his whereabouts were supposed to be unknown? Before any of us could question this, however, a holo-video flashed to life on top of the service bot. There was a woman with dark skin, long black hair, and obvious Hindu features. She had her hair tied and was wearing a white lab coat, yet there was something in her that seemed deadly.

"Greetings," She said in a professional yet friendly manner. "You have been invited to the headquarters of the Vishkar Corporation for a tour of our facilities and a job offer. All costs for the travels have been taken care of and we have made the proper arrangements for your stay. We hope to hear from you soon." The holo-video disappeared and Alessandro simply shrugged, as if he had bigger things to worry about then a job offer, which he did.

"This woman is one of the new recruits on the list I made with Winston, right before we recalled all agents," Athena announced. "It would be in our best interest if Alessandro went."

"Tell Vishkar I'll go in two weeks, arrange the travel and times with them Athena," Alessandro immediately ordered, leaving no room for question or debate. He acted like a commanding officer and I raised my eyebrow as he spoke. "Make sure no one can track the message and see if you can make sure this isn't some damn trap."

"Be extra careful," Lucio warned, surprising me. The new member had been silent the entire time but when I turned to look at him he seemed mad, something very different than his fans saw. "Vishkar is corrupt and plain evil, don't trust them."

"We shouldn't use your real name, even if they know it," Athena said thoughtfully. "Just to be safe, so in who's name do I put the response?" Alessandro spent a few moments thinking before the ghost of a smile appeared on his face.

"Survivor," He said quietly. "That'll be my call sign too, Survivor."

/

Survivor's POV

First Brazil, with everything that had happened, then Sombra during that, then my mission to rescue my father, now the Vishkar company. Despite months of training at the base, I hadn't imagined everything to hit me so suddenly. I hadn't gotten any sleep since the I passed out in Brazil, and that was half an hour at most. Yet here I was, sleep deprived, a bit banged up and about to jump into whatever danger Talon had planned. I knew this wasn't going to be an easy mission, if Sombra worked for Talon then she was smart, smart enough to realize what I was doing.

"Warning, the military outpost located in Minnesota is under attack," Athena announced. I had been expecting this news but I was still hoping for the best, hoping my dad wasn't in any danger. As a holo-video depicting the battle appeared on the wall my heart sank. Most of the perimeter seemed to be engulfed in flames, making it impossible for vehicles to enter or exit the base. The base itself was on a tall hill, on the side on the cliff's edge. I could see bullets, missiles, and several explosions across the ground and around the buildings. The marines were fighting, fighting with everything they got. But I could tell things weren't going well, for the United States marines to be losing the base meant Talon had hit them hard.

"Pharah," I said, standing up and grabbing my rifle. "Fly above the base and open the side door, I'm jumping out."

"Are you sure your armor can take the impact?" She asked from the cockpit.

"I did it from twenty times this height in Russia," I answered. She remained silent as the door opened and I walked towards it, looking downwards.

"On my mark," Pharah called. "Three, two, one, now!"

As she yelled now I jumped out, plummeting down towards the base. Unlike Russia, I only had a few seconds before my legs hit the ground. My armor was on but I must've fallen incorrectly because pain shot through my ankles and I stumbled forward. I rolled forward and back onto my feet, immediately raising my rifle and firing at five different targets. The five went down and, knowing I couldn't stay in the open, I ran towards the nearest building. The moment I reached safety (well, as much safety as a battlefield engulfed in a fire had) Pharah began speaking.

"Survivor," She said, using my new call-sign. "Athena says she's located your father in the headquarters. There's a heavy Talon presence, are you sure you don't want me down there-"

"I got this under control, Pharah," I replied immediately. "The marines can hold out, the minute I take out my dad I'm sure they'll leave."

"Roger."

I took a deep breath and peeked outside of the building, through a half-collapsed wall. Despite the constant gunfire from both sides, I couldn't see anyone out in the open. They must all be fighting inside the buildings or behind good cover. Was that good, or bad? Whatever the case, I couldn't just run to the building. I currently scanned my surroundings and picked a path towards the command center. Slinging my rifle across my back I jogged to the building next to this one and found the fire escape. I jumped and grabbed the metal ladder, pausing as it creaked and groaned. When it silenced I began pulling myself up onto the escape, the minute my feet hit it I dashed up the stairs, often jumping a few steps at a time until I reached the rooftop.

"Open fire!"

I cursed and my armor was immediately up, deflecting gunfire from several men. I rolled behind some sort of chimney, more like a metal tube, and as the gunfire stopped I disappeared into thin air.

"You're surrounded kid, give up!" Someone yelled. I smiled and gently put down my rifle, pulling out the pink combat knife Hana had given me, months ago. The soldiers were approaching my cover but I was already gone, walking calmly around them. They finally noticed my rifle was all that was there and looked around in confusion. I stepped right behind the closest man and reappeared.

"I'm surrounded, but you're outmatched," I whispered as I hit him on the head with the butt of my knife. He crumpled to the floor and the rest spun around. I threw my knife and hit one in the shoulder, making him spin as he pulled the trigger and hit his partners. "Very outmatched."

I recovered my weapons and continued to the command center, where a majority of the Marines were hold up, including my father. I jumped over the gap between buildings and continued running without slowing down, jumping another gap before arriving at my destination. There was a pair of Talon enemies with me but I shot them before they could react. When I looked around I saw a single entrance leading towards the inside of the building, but if I didn't want to fight my way through everyone…

"Pharah, can you tell me exactly where my dad's at?" I asked, looking towards the sky to see if I could spot her.

"Athena says he is in the west wing with his squad, they're defending that side viciously but the enemy is about the breach the facility," Pharah informed me. "Can you make it to them?"

"Yeah, but I need your help," I replied with a smile. "Blow up a hole in the roof for me, just outside the west wing."

"Roger."

I made sure to keep my distance as the jet, being driven by Pharah, suddenly swerved up into the sky, higher and higher, and then began a dive-bomb towards the building. Two orange streaks left the ship and she pulled up, flying away. The missiles hit the roof and tore a hole, I wasted no time running towards it, jumping inside and ignoring the dust, rubble, and bullets around me.

/

Nathan's POV

We were fighting for our lives when the explosion sounded.

My squad and I had been stuck in the west wing for the past hour, manning the three machine guns we had managed to carry here. As soon as the attack began the commander in chief had initiated the Cole Protocol: Everyone was to retreat to the command center and hold it until the techs could erase all data it may contain. When we arrived we had immediately been put here with the guns we brought, our backup was three other men from another squad. The commander had given me authority over them.

We were losing.

These men, whoever they were, had us outnumbered and outgunned. Nobody really expected to get out of this alive, we just had to defend the base until all the data was purged, and we wouldn't fail this. I thought of my son, Alessandro, as I aimed outside the window and fired a burst of bullets. We had never found him, or his body, after the attack on my town. I had hoped to find him someday, but now…

"Luis is down!" Someone yelled, bringing me back to the present. I looked back out the window and fired three more bursts, two of them hitting their marks.

"Matthew, take the gun and light them up!" I yelled, reloading. "You're covered!"

My partner Matthew immediately dashed toward the machine gun Luis had been using. Bullets missed him by mere inches but he didn't slow down for a second, tossing his rifle aside and pulling the bolt of the bigger gun. He let loose a flurry of bullets along with some very colorful language.

Then the explosion happened.

"We've been breached on the east side! Falling back to secondary defensive positions! Shit, fire! At the door at the-" The connection cut off right as the entire building shook, the source right outside the door. All of us stumbled and a few fell down to the ground, I could see the door which we had blocked was a bit dented. Someone was right outside.

"This is it!" I yelled. "Aim at the door…it's been an honor to serve with you!"

"Likewise, sir," Matthew answered, pulling out his pistol. The remaining men all took cover where they could and aimed at the door, waiting for our enemy to walk through. We heard something hit the metal but the door held, then again, again, and again-

"Hold your fire!" I immediately yelled as a figure in a blue glow ran towards us. Before any of us could react the figure fired five times…missing me completely. I heard the screams of men behind me. He had saved me. As the dust settled and the blue glow I finally recognized who my savior was.

"Ale….Alessandro?" I asked, incredulous. He was wearing armor I had never seen before and reloading a plasma rifle, his face was tired yet serious. I would've run to give him a hug if he hadn't looked so deadly.

"Call me Survivor while we're in battle," He answered. "Talon is here for you, we have to go right now."

"What? Why me? Son, where have you been? What is happening-"

"Dad!" He yelled, looking mad. "I'll answer everything but if we don't go we're both dead!"

"I can't leave my men," I replied, giving him my best "stern father" look. I couldn't begin to describe what I was feeling in this moment, knowing my child was alive, yet not knowing who was now. But I did know one thing: I couldn't leave my people.

"If you don't leave this place they'll die too; there's a good chance Talon will leave once you do. There's nothing else here for them."

"I can't-"

"Nathan," Matthew called, giving me a nod. "Go, we'll hold this position to cover you. Take the squad, I'll take charge of the rest."

"Matthew no-"

"There's no time," He said seriously, aiming his pistol at the window and firing a few times. "Go while you still can."

"Dad, I promise you can still trust me. I got this," Alessandro said quietly.

I spent five seconds looking at him, wondering what had happened, who had cared for him, what he had learned…then I locked those feelings up inside a vault and threw them away, just for now. I turned to Matthew and shoved my rifle into his hands.

"You better survive," I nearly growled, pushing him back a step. "You better survive!"

"Understood, sir, now go!" He yelled, and then, as if nothing had ever happened, he and some of the men returned to their positions and continued firing. Three more stood up and went to my side. Alessandro nodded towards the door and raised his rifle, walking out.

"Lock and load, we're getting out of here," I said, failing to hide the sorrow in my voice.

/

Survivor's POV

I ignored the feeling of dread as I walked through the hallways, followed closely by my father and his men. The way he had looked at me like I was some stranger, he didn't even seem glad to see me…

Focus, I reminded myself, turning a corner and firing to rounds. A talon soldier fell down. The building had been breached and from what I could tell our exit was in Talon hands, we'd have to fight our way out. I smiled as I turned yet another corner and let loose a flurry of bullets. Five men fell before they could react.

"We are we going?" My dad asked. I nodded forward, as an answer, and continued going.

"Kid, I appreciate you saving us but we need some info here," Another man, Diego, asked.

"We're going to the main entrance, we'll get picked up there," I finally answered, raising a fist in the "freeze" signal I had seen in movies. I turned invisible and proceeded into the next room, a mess hall of sorts. It was teaming with enemies and I didn't hesitate with my attack. I ran towards the closest one and reappeared for a split second, jumping and kneeing him the face, before disappearing again. I tackled another down and then kicked a third in the crotch, firing at the three behind him. I continued like this for a few moments, an invisible monster running here and there, attacking the enemy where they least expected it and causing panic. Even when I reappeared they could hit me, I kept moving from cover and got in too close, firing or knocking them out before they could attack me. It was only when I stopped, thinking I had taken them all out, that I heard the click of a gun and spun around on one knee, but I was too slow, a bullet was fired…and the enemy fell down. I sighed and looked at my father, who had his pistol out.

"Thanks," I said before nodding outside. "Let's get out of here."

We continued through the hallways without much resistance, my dad giving me directions towards the main entrance whenever I was unsure. We were almost out when Pharah gave us the warning.

"Survivor, Talon is swarming the building now," She said. "The Marines have almost fallen, and the main entrance has been taken."

"Shit," I hissed, sighing and leaning against the wall. "We need to get out now."

"Is there any other entrance close by?" She asked.

"Not close enough," I murmured, thinking about the situation. It took me a few seconds to come up with a simple, yet effective, solution. "Pharah, blow everyone at the entrance to hell then wait for us by the barracks, right across this HQ."

"Are you sure? There are a lot of enemies outside," She reminded me.

"I'm sure, if it gets too hot then leave," I answered.

Merely two seconds later the entire building was shaking, explosions sounding outside. The tiny bombing continued for a full minute before ending. I led the other forward and, after putting down a few Talon soldiers, we ran outside. Pharah was waiting about fifty yards away…across a field of bullets. We had a few minutes at best before she had to fly away or risk getting killed. I noticed the marines were already firing at the enemy soldiers and I joined them, taking cover behind a collapsed wall.

"Go, go!" My dad yelled, waving his soldiers to the ship as he pulled two grenades and threw them, one after the other. I heard someone yell in panic as they blew up, sending bodies everywhere. My dad followed right after and I fired a few more times before activating my armor and running after them. I was almost there when I heard Pharah yell a warning, something blew up beneath me and I was sent flying. I crashed into a lamppost and fell the ground, pain firing up my back.

"Roll!" Pharah yelled. I instinctively rolled to the right, barely avoiding the lamppost which had fallen down. "Run, get to cover!"

As she spoke bullet flew past me, a couple hitting my armor, and I stumbled to my feet and ran in the opposite direction. Bullets continued to whizz past me but I kept my head low and sprayed behind me, looking for somewhere to go.

"Take a right!" My dad called out, just as enemies came out of the building in front of me. I skidded to a stop and scrambled to the right, their bullets at my heels. "Ok get inside the infirmary! It's on fire but you should be able to make it inside and get to the roof."

"Do you have, I don't know, some sort of plan?" I yelled back as I ran towards the infirmary.

"Sort of, just get to the infirmary!"

How reassuring, but I didn't answer as I made it to the infirmary and jumped in through one of the broken windows. There were a few dead bodies, both of patients and doctors, one of the doctors had a gun in his hands…they had gotten killed because I came to get my dad, was this my fault? It had to be.

"Get to the rooftop!" Dad yelled again. I snapped out of my thoughts and carefully made my way deeper into the infirmary. Smoke was everywhere, making me cough, and some rooms were on fire but I ignored this as I ran towards the roof access. Down another hallway, up a flight of stairs, then another, and here I was. I rammed myself into the metal door three times before it opened, sprawling me onto the roof.

"He's on the roof!" Someone yelled, and I turned to the door and fired all my remaining bullets.

"Jump off the cliff! Now!" Dad yelled.

"Excuse me?!"

"JUST DO IT!"

"Just fucking kill me," I yelled to no one in particular as I threw the rifle aside and ran across the roof towards the cliff's end. I heard men behind me and their bullets whizzed past me, but I jumped over some flames and off the building. My arms and legs were moving frantically, my heart was pounding, I saw the ground racing below me but I couldn't activate my shield, I was about to crash land-

But the jet raced under me and I fell onto it hard, losing my breath and rolling off the side. Before I could fall to the ground I felt a pair of hands grab onto me and heard someone say "Gotcha". When I finally got my bearings straight I realized I was hanging off the side of the ship, which was flying higher and higher, and my dad was holding onto me. His men were holding onto him so he wouldn't fall off.

"I got you," He groaned, tightening his grip. "And I won't ever lose you again."

With that he groaned and pulled me up onto the ship, the five of us falling to the ground as I finally got in. The door closed and we raced away, away from all that chaos and death Talon had given us. After a few minutes, I sat up, staring at the four marines. My father was staring right back at me. We stayed like this for a few moments as the others got up and seated, doing their best to give us some form of privacy. My dad looked like I remembered, which wasn't a surprise. He shared my brown hair, which was longer and curlier, and my brown eyes. He had a little goatee and his skin was tanner than mine. Finally, I coughed and looked away, wondering what I should say.

"Uh…sorry, if I worried you…" I murmured quietly.

"Worried me?" He asked seriously, standing up. "Worried me?!" He walked towards me and I felt my heart skip a beat, his arms lifted me up and…and he hugged me. I was very surprised as I heard him sniff as he squeezed me. "I was beyond worry! I had thought the worst had happened, we found your mother…but you and your sisters were gone! Thank God you're alive."

"Yeah…I'm alive," I murmured, my eyes tearing up. "I'm sorry I didn't contact you sooner, it's just- I- Well-"

"It's fine, it's ok," He replied immediately, adopting a stern yet caring father voice. "We're together, you and your sisters are safe. That's all that matters."

"Dad…" I gently pulled myself away from him, forcing my tears back. "I…Rebecca, Ruby, Jasmine…they…"

"What?" He asked uncertainly, but I could from the look on his face he knew. I couldn't help it anymore; tears began to roll down my cheeks as I shook my head.

"I'm so sorry, Dad, I tried my best, I'm so sorry," I said quietly, sobbing. "I tried so hard."

"No no no no," He muttered, shaking his head. He began crying and continued muttering that one word, so I did the only thing I could. I pulled him into a hug and together we held each other, grieving, crying, vulnerable. It was the first time I had accepted they were truly gone, the first time I cried for them properly, and I couldn't stop myself.

Nobody bothered us on the way back to base, back to home.