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In a private boat in the lower levels sat an Omnic. He was calmly meditating to pass the time. His thoughts wandered to his first day on the mystical world of Remnant so many months ago.
He had saved a young faunas child from slavers within five minutes of waking up. Within the first day he learned of the terrible acts of hatred between Humans and Faunas.
Within the first week he had destroyed a global slavery ring by accident and words alone.
After that he was visited by many different groups, each wanting his assistance in taking down opposing factions. But he refused them all, he started making daily speeches about peace between the races but not many heard him. But when the young Faunas who he had saved spoke out for him a small group started to gather.
Within a month he had a group around 100, then he found out about his followers on the cct, this worlds version of the internet.
He started recording his speeches and the young Faunas girl uploaded them. After he had saved her she followed him with extreme dedication. She was his bridge to the Faunas and he was very grateful.
It was after the second month when the first human actually showed up. A Huntsman, and a one time friend turned foe now turned friend, he too was from his world. After he appeared more humans started to appear and follow him.
After the fifth month there was an organized peace walk. Humans and Faunas alike where involved and it almost went full course peacefully until something happened.
One human and one Faunas had been paid by a third party to cause a ruckus, there was almost a riot till Zenyatta stepped in. He pulled the men out of the crowd and calmly asked them to leave when the human pulled out a gun.
However faster than one could blink the monk grabbed the gun, twisted the barrel off and crushed it. The two men fled and the walk continued.
It was now six months after that first walk, countless walks and speeches had been done when he had received an invitation to a private meeting with the head of the White Fang.
Which was why he was on a boat to an undisclosed location with him unable to see where they were. The young girl he had rescued was also with him.
Glancing over, he saw that she too was in a meditative position.
Ying, as she named herself was surprisingly adapt at meditation for a younger person. It might have something to do with her being a hawk type Faunas, but he doubted it. The type of meditation she was doing was not the leave you body and explore the cosmos kind.
Zenyatta himself didn't believe in that.
But it was to reach out and feel the differences of air as they moved through the waves. She was exceptionally skilled at detecting hidden things, like assassins.
When he first showed her how to do so they were out in the woods on the outskirts of Vale when some brigands, who had been hired to kill them, approached them.
She quickly detected them and pointed them out, causing the would be assassins to attack. Which was when they discovered that Zenyatta was not just a peace talker. He was a monk through and through, so when they attacked, he retaliated.
News spread quickly of the attack and Zenyatta earned the monicker 'The peaceful warrior'.
Ying suddenly opened her eyes and stood up.
"We are here Master."
Just as she finished speaking, the boat jerked slightly and the sounds of the craft being tied to a dock were heard.
"Let us go topside and meet our host." The monk said, also standing. He had stopped doing the levitation thing early on. It just caused to many problems.
The two went up to the deck and gave a quick bow and thanks to the captain and crew for the calm journey. Before disembarking onto land.
Before them stood what was most likely the honor guard of the White Fang. All in their Grimm masks and body armor.
Several gaps in the formation was visible through, causing the monk to look for the captain or commander. Finally he saw him.
"Greetings great monk." The man said. He was a tall man, tanned skin and sleek muscles exposed by his sleeve less shirt but still armored.
He was definitely a wolf Faunas by the looks of his teeth and how he pronounced his s's.
"Greetings to you as well, tell me, do you have wounded? I notice that not all members are present?"
The man flinched slightly.
"How can you tell?"
"I've read about the Fangs Honor guard and i know how many members there should be also, the sent of blood is in the air."
"We unfortunately ran into a group of old ursa, who were dead set on taking us down." The man said.
"May I see them?"
"Uhh sure, I mean do you have the time?"
"I always have time for the wounded."
The man grabbed his scroll and typed out a message before nodding. "This way." He motioned.
Zenyatta followed closely behind, keeping an eye on Ying. She could smell trouble from miles away, literally.
The Guardsmen cleared his throat gaining Zenyattas attention. "Leader will meet you at the wounded tent. She wants to check up on the wounded and wants to see your healing techniques in action."
"As long as she doesn't mind if i don share the secrets." Zenyatta said jokingly, doing the omnic equivalent of a smile.
The came upon a large tent and the man opened the front flap so they could enter. Within was a disheartening sight, twelve people were lying on cots in different levels of severity.
Fortunately only three had obvious life threatening injuries. Two had severe bruising, three had broken limbs, and two had missing limbs, one was lightly burned, but the final one had a cloth over his eyes, and for some reason was away from all the others.
Zenyatta immediately went over to the first one, some form of amphibious Faunas. He gently grabbed the bandage that wrapped the fighters torso and slowly pulled it back, revealing the start of undoubtably a large laceration the went deep into their side.
"Where is you field medic?" The monk asked, placing the bandage back into place.
"Right here!" A voice called out.
Suddenly Zenyatta was face to face with a very irked otter Faunas.
"Would you mind writing down each individuals battle damage and give it to Ying for me?" He asked, not at all perturbed by the medics gruffness.
"Sure, why?"
"So I know what im dealing with." Was his simple answer before turning back the the first of the wounded. Concentrating deeply, he pulled the bandage back once more. Slowly revealing the wound, with his other hand he held up harmony sphere and channeled energy through it and to the wound, making sure to heal from the inside out.
The main guardsman watched with amazement as tissue began to knit itself together.
Zenyatta continued to heal the cut one layer at a time, thankful for the years of experience he had in these types of injuries. Eventually he got to the point where the cut was no longer a lethal one he placed a new bandage over the wound to let their aura fix the last little bit.
Turning to the next victim he sighed to himself, it was going to be a long day.
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In the kingdom of Atlas a purple clad woman walked calmly through the streets. She was just out for a stroll, but was making her way towards the food market, it was lunch time.
Approaching an establishment she had to quickly backpedal as the door was flung open and a form was thrown out.
"We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone! Or anything in your case." A large loud man said at the Faunas he'd just thrown out, before turning around and going back inside.
Sombra looked at the man and offered him her hand, which he refused with a grunt.
"Take my hand and stand up!" She ordered.
The man listened and took her hand and she effortlessly pulled him to his feet, which were rather large taloned feet with scales, much like a dragons.
"Why did he throw you out?" She asked.
"Why do you think?" He responded, pointing at his feet clicking his toes against the road to emphasize his point.
"Mm"
Normally she kept to herself, but because of her own background, she rarely turned a blind eye to those being persecuted for being different. Shed had her own fill of racism and whenever she saw it happening she really wished Reaper was there to wreck them.
"Go get yourself a seat over there while I go get food." She said, indicating a small covered food court.
The man had a confused look on his face but she was already inside so he did as she directed.
Sombra looked about the inside of the building, one of the Shcnee owned businesses of course, before heading to the food area. Calmly gathering food for her and the man. Nobody bothered her as she walked around the building, even if the did see her talking to the man, people were smart enough not to pick a fight with someone who had a heavily modified UZI at easy reach range.
As she checked out she saw the large man from earlier. With a quick twitch of her finger she high jacked his lien card and paid for her items before transferring a rather large sum to the Faunas man outside.
Upon leaving the store she made her way over to the court area and sat down across from the man and after retrieving her own meal she slid the bag of food over to him.
"Whats your name?" She asked before taking a bite out of a sandwich.
"Trent. Yours?"
"Sombra. What do you do for a living Trent?"
"I uh work in the r&d center at the academy."
Sombra quirked her eyebrow at this.
"Why are you all the way out here for lunch and not at you lab?"
"I had plans that unfortunately fell through."
"Oh?"
The man scratched his head awkwardly, and Sombra noticed that he had scales on his hands too.
"Yeah, I met a huntress a few months ago at the academy, nice girl, we've had a few dates but she was called in on an emergency rescue mission right before we could eat." He said, slightly nervously.
Sombra nodded.
"Is this the first time she's cancelled on you?"
"Oh no she didn't cancel! We were at the restaurant when she got the call, several other hunters were in there too and they all left at the same time. Also only the emergency call has an unchanging ring to it. And as im sure you know it's illegal to have a recording of it for anything else."
Sombra nodded again, but her attention was getting split. Down the road were Atlas police officers who were doing a bad job of not looking at her.
"Um, I don't mean to pry, but are those officers looking at you funny?" Trent asked.
Sombra cursed in her head, apparently she hadn't done a good enough job at keeping her focus split.
"They might be?" She said.
"Mm why are you scared?"
Sombra looked at the man questioningly.
"Ahh as you probably guessed im a dragon Faunas, and I have outrageously good senses. And i can practically feel your heart rate rise as they are getting closer."
Sombra nodded in understanding. "Well I might as well call them over to see what they want ehh?"
Trent just shrugged and took a large bite out of his own sandwich.
Sombra raised her hand, made eye contact and beckoned the officers forward.
The two APmen walked up to there table and the bigger one spoke. "I have a warrant for you arrest ma'am."
"What is it this time?" She asked.
"Undisclosed at this time, but we have orders to bring you to General Ironwood." The second AP said.
Trent raised his eyebrows at that and looked at Sombra, who had gone silent, he could see the gears working in her head though, her eyes making small movements.
"Tell you boys what, if you forgo the handcuffs I'll walk peacefully with you to the Generals office.
The two AP's looked at each other before the first one shrugged.
"If you promise to behave we will forgo the handcuffs."
"Excellent, now lets not keep sir Ironwood waiting. Have a good day Trent, maybe we will run into each other again some time."
As the the group left Sombra noticed on a roof was a person who was trying to stay hidden. They seemed to be watching them. She kept going unhindered but still cautious. They arrived at a car and the door automatically opened. Sombra stepped in and sat, surprised by the comfortableness of the seat.
About fifteen minutes into the drive and Sombra realized that they had never asked her for her weapons, even though they were in plain view. Quickly becoming worried that this might actually be a trap she readied her weapon and primed some of her gadgets in case she needed a quick escape.
Eventually the car stopping in front of Atlas academy and the door opened, revealing a rather bored looking man.
"At last you are here, follow me, the General has been expecting you." The man said, turning around and heading towards the building.
Sombra followed at a distance, still uncertain if this was a trap. Upon entering the building she noticed that it was surprisingly varying in color. But her guide was not keen on giving her a tour, instead he marched straight up to an elevator and punched some buttons before stepping off to the side.
"Enter, upon reaching the top you will have access to the Generals office, he is expecting you." The man said.
Sombra entered the elevator, but not before setting his scroll to play obnoxious music at random intervals.
Once she reached the top floor, she crossed the room and entered the Generals office. Sitting across the room behind a desk was the man himself, shifting through piles of papers and grunting to himself every few moments. After a minute Ironwood looked up, his eyes held a brief moment of confusion before recognition set in.
"Ah, you made it." He said, standing up and walking around his desk.
"Didn't feel like I had a choice."
Ironwood raised an eyebrow at that. "Oh?"
"Yeah, oh."
Ironwood tapped his finger against his table, before grabbing a data disk and held it out to the hacker.
"What is this?" She asked, inspecting the disk.
"That is all network traffic through Atlas's CCT tower for the past year."
Sombras eyes shot wide open, but the General continued.
"I am convinced that there is something going on in the shadows and I intend to shut it down before it comes to light."
"But why me?"
"Because, even though you are the best hacker, and the best at hiding your tracks, you are the only one who continually tries to bounce your trail around the world."
Sombra nodded slowly, but remained quite.
"Also, as there are only so many CCT towers once we untangled the knot you created it was fairly easy to pinpoint your preferred area of operation."
Sombra looked at the data disk, then at the General.
"Why should I help you?"
Ironwood smiled slightly as he tapped a button on his own scroll.
Several headings popped up on a projected screen.
"Because I know of everything that you have hacked into and I'm willing to wipe your slate clean and offer you a job as a specialist who reports only to me. And before you ask, yes that means as long as it doesn't comprise the integrity of this school or the kingdom, you will have unlimited access to the CCT." The General said, before smiling and adding, "It will also allow you to work on that project of yours as well as find your friends."
Sombra stared at the General, looking for any sign of deceit. "Completely clean?"
"Everything, even the intrusion on Mr, Scnee's personal files." The General added with a smile.
"Tell me what you know and I'll get to work right away."
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Blargh, it's done. I hope you enjoyed it. I'm working on the Jäger reboot next so look forward to that next Thursday. So leave a review for me. It really helps me be motivated. Anywho. Thanks bye.