Ghosts of Soldiers

by KiloActual

With the loss of his father at the hands of Talon and the world believing him dead, James partners up with an old friend of his father, a man known by most as Soldier: 76 and as Overwatch agents are called back to active duty, the two vigilantes must make a decision. Join Overwatch or risk becoming a target as they continue their work to uncover what really happened to Overwatch.

2. Chapter 2

A/N

Hey everybody. Just wanted to thank everyone who has read the first chapter. I wasn't really sure how you guys were going to react to it so seeing a positive outcome was one of the most amazing things.

Disclaimer: Overwatch is property of Blizzard Entertainment. All I own are a few characters and the plot of this story.

Now onto the story.

Watchpoint Gibraltar, a few days after the Recall Beacon is activated

As the vigilantes gathered intel and planned their next raid on the Talon warehouse, the "leadership" and a few agents of the newly reformed Overwatch regrouped at the Winston's Lab in Watchpoint Gibraltar. Fortunately, Tracer had kept one of the old dropships and was able to pick up everyone to bring them to the watchpoint. Now gathered at the lab was Winston, Tracer, Mercy, Genji, McCree, and Reinhardt. While multiple other agents all checked in, they either asked to stay in their respective areas to keep an eye on the situation there or were already assigned a mission. The group talked among themselves and caught up with one another as Winston pulled up all the information he wanted to show them.

"I'm sure you're all wondering why I called you all here." Winston finally said, turning around to face everyone there. "A few days ago, I was attacked by Talon. They were lead by a masked man who tried to hack into the Overwatch database and steal all agent information. Luckily, I was able to stop him and Athena was able to quarantine the virus before we lost any of the information. After that I activated the Recall Beacon. I believe that this is the man who's been hunting down former Overwatch agents and executing them. We need to stop him, even more so if he's working with Talon." Winston handed each of them data pad. On it was security footage of the attack. As they watch through the fight, Genji noticed the smoke form the mask man took to escape the base. Taking a glance at Mercy, he noticed that she took note of it as well. As the group finished watching the video, the group sat in silence as they thought about they saw. However, before any of them could formulate a connection, a beeping from Winston's computer caught all their attention. Looking over, they saw an incoming call from one of the agents out on the field. "Athena, patch us in."

"Affirmative." Athena responded opening the communication line.

"Winston, I got something for you. I've got eyes on the vigilante, Soldier: 76. He's a few miles outside the town limits of New Castle, Indiana, right now, observing a warehouse."

"What makes the warehouse so special?"

"Dunno. From what I'm seeing, its heavily guarded. Military-grade equipment and tight patrols. Could be a paramilitary group or a PMC." the agent reported when he hears the sound of an engine. "Hold up, there's a truck pulling up to the gate. It has some kind of marking on the s- Oh shit. It's Talon." As the truck stops for inspection, two figures emerge from the back of the truck. "I got eyes on two new contacts. One is a male I think, wearing all black, heavily armed and armored, has a mask on that looks like a mix between a bird skull and plague doctor, looks really edgy if you ask me. Second one is a woman that, believe it or not, has blueish skin if I'm seeing this correctly. Purple skintight body suit, some kind of firearm strapped to her back, and some kind of head gear." Tracer and Winston tensed at hearing this. They've both had their own encounters with one of the two. "Looks like Soldier: 76 is moving. Do I follow or do I continue to observe the warehouse?"

"Follow Soldier: 76 but do not, under any circumstance, engage. If we can find out where he's operating from, we can get the drop on him and bring him in. Make sure you record what you can and send it to me. I'll analyze it later for any cracks in the defense so one of our strike teams can take advantage of." Winston commanded.

"Always am, Winston. I'll report back in once I have-wait who ar-" "Hi there."

With that agent went silent after they heard a second voice over the radio.

"Agent, report." Nothing."Come in, agent. Please respond." Still nothing. The connection was disrupted and they had no way of knowing what happened to the agent. Winston hung his head down in sadness, assuming the worse and was about to walk away when he heard the a beep. Looking up, he saw it was a message from the field agent he had lost contact with. Opening it, the message turned out to be the record the agent had taken right before dropping out of contact. "Athena, see if you can raise that agent while I analyze the video." Everyone else had gathered up around to see what had happened. Going through the video at the 2x speed to skim through it, the video finally stopped on the blurry image of a hooded man wearing a mask, tactical visor, and darkened armor right with the butt of a rifle about to impact the screen.

"Connection re-established." Athena reported. As soon as the comm line opened next to the image, they were greeted by the unknown voice from earlier.

"What do I do with him, sir? We can't leave him here for Talon to find but we can't take him with us otherwise Overwatch could find us...Copy that, I'll drop him off somewhere. See you back at home base." There was a sigh from the unknown man over the radio. "Alright, buddy, don't take this personally but I'm dump you into the nearest dumpster I find for your own protection." With that the connection was lost once again.

"Connection lost, Winston. I can't seem to re-establish it."

"Its alright, Athena. At least we know he alive and the unknown person isn't with Talon. Can you run voice recognition on him?"

"Affirmative...results are negative. His voice is distorted from the mask. I ran the mask through the database and the mask has a voice altering function. I was able to clean up the image a little bit and am running it through the database to see if we have any matches." The image on screen became less blurry and they could make out the man better now. They all took a closer look at the image, trying to see if they recognized it until it finally clicked to Mercy.

"Isn't that Wraith's old armor?" Everyone looked at her, unsure who Wraith was. "Athena, please bring up agent Darren Drake." A new screen with the Darren's agent profile opened up next to image from the video. Comparing the images of Darren in his armor with the image of the armor man, they found that the armor were near identical, with the exception of some wear and tear and some modifications. "Darren was an old friend of John. They were in the Enhanced Soldier Program but wasn't part of the original Overwatch Strike team. I remember talking to him every so often when I would check up on the Commander." Angela smiled fondly at the memories. Everyone knew that she was close to the Commander back when Overwatch was still operational but she didn't think anyone realized how close the two were. Untold to her, everyone was well aware of the relationship between the doctor and the Commander. If she wasn't in her lab treating injuries or out on the field, she was normally with Morrison. Apparently, there was even a joke between the agents that her and Jack were like the mom and dad of Overwatch she had heard from Genji. She was happier then, had so much more life in her. However, the smile quickly faded away as she remember that Jack had died five years ago in the explosion that destroyed the Swiss Headquarters, yet she had some hope that he could still possibly be out there because no body was ever recovered. She felt a hand on her shoulder that brought her out of memories. Turning, she saw Tracer next to her with a smile on her face. "Sorry, I was thinking of the past." Angela said with a smile to cover up her sadness. "As I was saying, that armor is Wraith's but he and his son died last year in an explosion."

"Are you sure, doc, because this isn't the first time someone who's suppose to be dead has come back." McCree chimed in, leaning back against the desk.

"If you're implying that I have to do something with this then you are mistaken. The last person I brought...back...was...oh no."

"Something you want to share, doctor?"

"The masked man. I think I know who that is." Mercy said with a sigh. "After the explosion at the Overwatch HQ, recovery teams brought the broken, basically lifeless body of Gabriel Reyes. I brought him back to life, like I did with Genji, except there were complications. His cells decay and regenerate at an accelerated rate and like Genji, he can use that smoke-like form to move around."

"You brought Reyes back from the dead?" Winston asked.

"What would you have had me to do? He was my patient. I couldn't let him die. Everything happened so fast. So many injured, so many dead and when Overwatch was shutdown, he went missing, like so many of my patients because they were transferred to different medical facilities across the world. I had no say in the matter and I had no idea he would turn out this way."

"I had a feeling it was Reyes. There's one man I know in the world that uses shotguns like those and carelessly tosses them away like that." McCree said with a sigh. "So now we need to stop him. Fitting it be us."

"Alright. Let's gather up our equipment. Tracer, if you would prep the dropship. We'll should be at New Castle in 12 to 13 hours if we fly directly there." Winston said. Everyone nodded in agreement and started to walk off the grab their gear. As Reinhardt was walking out, he placed a hand on Winston's shoulder, knowing the idealistic gorilla was trying his best for the position his first time being placed into the leadership role..

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Indiana, United States, the next day

Soldier: 76 was staking out the warehouse waiting for the signal to strike. From what they saw observed yesterday, the two known as Windowmaker and Reaper, according to Darren's data, had arrived at the base and to their knowledge, haven't left yet. 76 had seen their work. Reaper left his victims as pale husks, drained of life, their cells showing degradation while Widowmaker worked like any sniper, leaving her victims with a single hole in them.

At this point, Ghost was able to sneak past the guards and patrols using the damaged stealth technology in his father's old armor. While it wasn't fully repaired, Ghost was able to repair it so he could cloak for a few minutes before he had to uncloak and let device cool down for a few minutes. However, according to Ghost, once it was fully repaired he could cloak indefinitely.

"Alright, I'm in. Moving to set charges." Ghost said as he moved through the maze of crates and supplies. "Are you sure we can't pick up a few things while we're here?" While 76 never showed it, he was glad that James was opening up. When the two had started working together a little less than a year ago, he was quiet, just like he was the night his father died. He only ever spoke to when reporting something on a mission or to thank him for something. Any kind of conversation besides that was rare but after the first month, James started opening up more and more until he was at the point he was at now where he would openly joke with former commander. To both his and James's surprise, 76 started opening up more as well, nowhere near his old personality and he was still grouchy about how old he felt but he would find himself joking with the younger man every so often and thinking and talking about the good times back in his Overwatch days.

"If its not in a box and its on the way to the objective then feel free to grab it otherwise focus on the objective." 76 said. He waited a moment before spotting the gap in the patrols that James created earlier by knocking over some things. Quickly moving, 76 sprinted toward the warehouse and climbed onto some crates and pulled himself onto the ledge and crept into one of the windows. On the other side of the window was a small platform where a sniper resided. Sneaking up behind the sniper, he wrapped his arm around the man's throat and choked him. As the sniper struggled for air, he dropped his rifle but 76 was able to save it looping his arm into the sling and catching it before it hit the ground. Passing out due to lack of oxygen, 76 put the sniper and his weapon on the ground quietly and stayed crouched. "Sniper down."

"Copy that. Last charge is set." Ghost said. He looked around and looked up toward the catwalk and saw Reaper and Widowmaker walking above. "Sir, I got eyes on Reaper and Widowmaker. Catwalk, heading north." 76 looked over and saw them walking down the catwalk, heading toward an office.

"I see them."

"How do you want to handle this?"

"Stalk them for now and see can gather but don't get too close."

"Got it, re-cloaking." Ghost slowly moved under through the crates, stopping for a moment to grab some supplies left outside of a crate and stored them in one of his pouches. Climbing up one of the support beam of the catwalk, he quietly climbed over the railing and followed soundlessly, keeping a good distance between them. "What do I do when they enter the office?"

"Do you have any charges left?"

"Yeah, one. Why?"

"Set a bug then place the charge on the central support of the office. Once we get information we need, blow the charges and we're out of here." Ghost moved to complete what he was told. Setting the bug underneath the door, he climbed back down the side and set the charge beneath the he was sneaking away, he looked back and saw Windowmaker standing at the window with her sniper rifle drawn. Halting, he looked back at the sniper.

"Heads up, Widowmaker is at the window." Ghost said. As he said that, Widowmaker's helmet closed over her eyes and her gaze stopped on Ghost. "Do you think she can see me?" He got his response when he shifted his head slightly and sniper round zoomed past his ear, right here his head use to be. "She can see me." Ghost stated calmly. Ducking under the next shot, Ghost uncloaked and the ran around a corner behind some crates which caught a bullet for him. 76 shouldered his pulse rifle and stood up to take aim at the window where Widowmaker was firing from. Firing his Helix rockets, Windowmaker noticed the rockets too late to shoot them down and tried jumping out of the way as the rockets impacted, sending her off into the wall. Reaper had already turned into his smoke form and quickly gave chase to the now uncloak individual running and gunning his way through the maze of crates. The gunfire caught the attention of the Talon troops outside the warehouse and they stormed over began storming into the warehouse. "Sir, what's the plan?"

76 grabbed the sniper rifle on floor and some ammo and climbed out the window, laying prone on the roof and opening fire at the incoming Talon troops. "Get out of there. There's too many of them for us to take in straight firefight." 76 ordered. 'Dammit, this isn't going according to plan.'

"Yessir, moving to the ex-shit! Scratch that. Reaper engaged me. I'll gotta lose him first before I can get away." Ghost said before diving behind a box to dodge another shotgun blast. Unloading his pulse rifle at the masked man and started reloading while running, not checking to see if any of his shots connected. As he made his way around the corner, he came across a Talon squad. The squad was surprise to see him and were too slow to react as Ghost's pulse rounds tore through them. He felt the floor rock and heard an explosion from outside followed by gunfire and screams. "Sir, what's going on out there?!" Ghost asked while running, firing a burst into another Talon soldier's chest without slowing.

"We got company."

"Tell me something I don't know." Ghost bashed the rifle butt into a Talon soldier before grabbing him and using him as a meat shield to soak up some shots from Reaper's Hellfire Shotguns while he fired back, causing the masked man in black to go for cover.

"Overwatch just arrived and are engaging Talon troops outside the warehouse. We need get out of here." 76 said as he dropped another Talon soldier. Ghost cursed under his breath as he pulled the pin on one of the grenades on the dead man's chest and kicked the dying man toward Reaper. "Get a move on, soldier."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm leaving." Ghost said running around a corner as the explosion went off. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the main entrance of the warehouse. As he ran closer to the entrance, he realized that the fighting had moved indoors, cutting him off from the using that exit. Cut off and with clock ticking, he knew that there was no way to get out without revealing himself to everyone or being caught in the explosion. "Fuck." Ghost curse as he leaned a against a crate and banged his head against it when thinking about his misfortune at the moment. As if to mock, the cracks of a sniper rifle caught his attention, notifying him that Widowmaker was back in the fight, meaning he couldn't cloak to escape either.

"What's the problem?"

"I'm cut off. Fighting has moved indoors and Widow is back up. Got any ideas?" Hearing Reaper's shotguns coming from from where the Overwatch agents were gave him some relief as it meant he wouldn't have to deal with Reaper at the moment. Reaching into one of his pouches to grab a new energy cell for his pulse rifle, he realized he had none left, only ones for his sidearm. "Oh you have got to be kidding me. I'm almost out of ammo for my rifle and I'm on my last cell now. After that, I'm down to my sidearm." Ghost informed 76.

"Hold position. I'll come to you."

"But sir!"

"No buts. I'm don't leave people behind. Where are you?" 76 got the sound of gunfire as a response before Ghost's marker came into view on the side of the warehouse. "Marker received. Moving to your position." 76 got up and abandoned the sniper rifle and position he was using and jumped back through the window. Jumping over the railing, 76 dropped down onto the catwalk below and ran along it the other side of the warehouse, firing at any Talon soldiers in his way. As he moved, a sniper bullet tore through the air just behind his head, notifying him that Widowmaker had him in her sights and the next shot won't miss. Jumping down to the ground floor, 76 rolled behind a crate and took cover. Looking next to him, he realized he was sitting next to McCree, who had also taken cover behind the same crate. The two looked at each other for a moment. "Hey."

"Howdy." A barrage of bullets pinged off the side of the crate closest to McCree, causing McCree to back away from the edge just a bit while high caliber sniper round pounded the side closest to 76. "Looks like we're both in a jam. Hope you don't mind me sharing this here cover with you. I'm going to assume that since you didn't shoot me on sight, you don't want me dead quite yet." 76 just grunted in response. Loading another Helix rocket, he moved over toward McCree's side and peeked around, seeing five Talon soldiers behind cover.

"Get ready to move." 76 said as he cocked the underbarrel attachment. Diving out, 76 fired the Helix rockets a the center of the group. The Talon soldiers tried to get away but the explosion knocked three of them off their feet while two were killed in explosion. The three that weren't taken out in the explosion were taken out by McCree. 76 was about to get ready to keep moving when he heard the click of the hammer on McCree's Peacekeeper being cocked.

"I'm sorry I have to do this to you, stranger, but I'm going have to ask you to lay down your weapons and come with me." Lucky, Widowmaker fired a shot that barely missed McCree, causing the cowboy to swear and fire his revolver off at the sniper. 76 took the opportunity to keep running. Almost at Ghost's location, he heard the the load screech of metal being tore and a loud bang. Pushing his legs even harder, he found Ghost taking cover behind a shot up box with his sidearm drawn and his pulse rifle strapped to his back. Looking over at what Ghost was looking at, 76 saw the source of the sound from earlier. The sound was Reinhardt charging completely through one of the shipping containers and slamming into another. 76 caught sight of some of the smoke escaping over the damage crate. In the large hole in the side of the shipping container was Mercy. When 76 saw her, he froze for a moment before he was able to start moving again. Turning to see Ghost next him, 76 nodded and Ghost began running the way 76 had come from. 76 risked one last look at the doctor and saw a lone Talon soldier stand up from behind her and try lining up a shot. Pressing the side of his visor and leveling his pulse rifle, 76 fired off a shot that went right over Mercy's shoulder and impact the man Talon soldier in the head. Mercy turned around and saw the man behind her fall over as Reinhardt activated his shield and faced it toward the 76. Mercy quickly looked back at 76, who gave her a small salute and before running.

"Are you alright, Dr. Ziegler?" Reinhardt shouted, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Yes, I'm fine. You have nothing to worry about. I don't believe he was trying to hurt me. In fact, I believe he actually saved my life." Mercy said.

"Well then how about we go after him and give him our thanks." The larger man bellowed and ran down the path 76 had gone down. As Reinhardt ran down the path, his armor and hammer would occasionally scrap against the containers and crates. Before they got far, explosives across the warehouse went off, fire quickly spreading and munitions stored there going off in chain reaction. Winston's voice sounded in their ears shortly afterwards.

"Everyone, get out of here. The structural integrity of the building has dropped below safe levels. The building is starting to collapse. Regroup at the dropship." Reinhardt looked back at Mercy and nodded. Using his charge, Reinhardt smashed through some of the crates and containers, clearing a path for them. As Reinhardt continued forward with Mercy flying behind him, an explosion from a damaged munitions crate went off and knocked Mercy into a shipping container, causing here to black out..

76 and Ghost were almost out of the building. The state of the building was bad and only getting worse. In terms of their plan, this is exactly what was suppose to happen; the explosions setting off a chain reaction by setting off the ammo, destroying the equipment and supplies. The only part of the plan that wasn't suppose to happen was them or Overwatch being in the building when the explosives went off. Lucky for them, their masks filtered out the smoke that was quickly rising and allowed them to get to higher ground and get out that way. Hearing the sound of metal scrapping against metal, he turned to see Reinhardt smashing his way through shipping containers and crates with Mercy following close behind. He then watch in horror as the an explosion sent Mercy off into a shipping container and knocker out for a moment, Reinhardt not hearing her due to the sound of his Crusader armor's engine and the explosions from all around.

"Angela!" 76 shouted. Ghost turned around and saw 76 stop. Looking in the direction he was looked, Ghost zoomed in with his visor and saw the medic slowly trying to get up and get her bearings after being disoriented in the blast and the smoke now starting to fill her lungs.

"She's alive but she looks disoriented. If she doesn't get out of here soon, smoke inhalation will kill her if the fire or the collapsing building don't first." As if on cue, part of the rafters collapse off and take out part of the catwalk on the other side of the building. "What do we do, sir?"

"You keep moving. I'm going back for her." 76 said quickly finding a way over to Mercy by using the top of the containers. "No buts. That's an order, soldier. I made a promise and I intent on keeping it. Get moving." he said cutting off Ghost before he could object.

"Fine but make it quick. I don't want to lose anyone else. I'll see you on the other side, commander. Good luck." Ghost said turning around and started running. 76 didn't watch him go as he vaulted over the railing and the ran toward the doctor.

On the side, Mercy was having a hard time trying to navigate her way out. She was coughing and the smoke stung her eyes. She would fly out but her wings were damaged in the explosion and the smoke was quickly rising. Her leg was also injured causing her to walk with a limp until the nanites in her body could repair the damage, forcing her to lean on her staff a bit. The intensity of the flames were only making things worse as it forced the nanites in her body to spread themselves to combat multiple injuries at once instead of focusing on one injury. Thinking that her luck couldn't get any worse, as she was trying to follow the path made before by Reinhardt, part of the rafter collapsed in the path, forcing her to find a new path. Hearing a pang from above, she looked up to see part of the rafters falling toward her. Knowing she couldn't out from under it in time, she was about to accept her fate when she heard something.

"Angela!" 76 jumped out of the smoke and flames surrounding her and tackled Mercy out of the way, covering her with himself to make sure nothing hit her. After everything hit the ground, 76 released her from his grip and looked over the smaller woman. Seeing no injuries, he helped her up and looked for the best possible route out. Hearing her cough, 76 looked back at Dr. Ziegler. He knew the smoke was taking its toll on her. He knew what he had to do, even if it blew his cover but it didn't matter to him right now. All that matter was saving her life. Bring his hand up to his face, he removed his mask, Mercy watching him the entire time. When the mask came off, she gasped and her words were caught in her throat except one.

"Jack." she whispered. She reached up and touched the scar that went down the center of his face. 76 just smile. After all these years, he still had the same smile, even with the scars. 76 put the mask over her face.

"Hold this over your face. It's filtered so it'll keep the smoke out." 76 said. His voice wasn't as deep as it was in the mask nor was it as rough. She took the mask and held it up to her face as he picked her up and carried her.

"What about you?" she asked as she remember the situation they were in. The voicing changing feature made her voice sound deeper and rough then what it usually was, causing 76 to smile out of amusement, something he doesn't do all to often anymore.

"I'll be fine. We'll be out of here before anything the smoke can take its toll on me." he said, trying to sound as convincing as possible. He knew the risks of what he was doing. Mercy just hummed response, relaxing into him, glad he was back. With that, he walked toward wall nearest wall. He wasn't sure how long he was walking for but when he got to the wall, he had multiple burns and was just about ready to collapse. His jacket made the heat unbearable, his eyes and lungs burned but he knew he couldn't stop. Seeing wall damaged, 76 got down on a knee and reached around his back and grabbed his heavy pulse rifle. Aiming it at the damaged wall, he fired his Helix rockets at it, blowing the wall open. Let the rifle hang by its sling, he carried Mercy outside and far enough from the burning building, his first full breath of fresh air causing him to cough. When he looked down at the doctor, he noticed she was a sleep. How she manage to sleep through that was beyond him. As he felt himself about to collapse, he felt someone help keep him steady. Looking at the person, he saw Ghost there helping him.

"I got you, sir. I'm glad you two made it out. Do you want me to notify Overwatch of this position so they can pick up Dr. Ziegler or do you want to bring her along?"

"No." He said before coughing. "Tell Overwatch. We'll watch from a distance and watch over her until they get here."

"Yessir. You get a move on. I'll cloak and grab your mask and make my way toward you once I have it." 76 just nodded and walked over to a safe distance and set down his biotic field generator to start treating the injuries he sustained. Ghost notified Overwatch via Mercy's transponder and gently removed the mask from Mercy's grasp and quickly stored it. Once the mask was off, Mercy awoke with a cough. Realizing that she was outside, Mercy sat up.

"Jack?" she asked. She looked around but saw no one. 'Did I imagine the whole thing with Jack?' Trying to think back to it, she couldn't remember anything clearly after the explosion. 'I must miss him more than I thought.' she thought to herself with a sad smile, yet underneath that she had renewed hope that he was still alive. The sound of engines caught her attention as he looked up and saw the Overwatch dropship descend. As the ramp lowered, Tracer was the first one out of ship to hug Mercy and tell her how worried she was followed by Reinhardt apologizing for not realizing she was gone sooner and swearing by his honor that it would never happen again, the rest of the team following those two. At the treeline, Soldier: 76 leaned against a tree watching the whole thing and watched as they all boarded the dropship and took off. Its been awhile since he stood in the open without his mask. He spends so often breathing in the air through filters that he had almost forgotten all the scents the wind carried.

"I'd say today was rather successful, you know besides the whole almost dying thing and almost causing the death of an Overwatch agent?" Ghost said reappearing next to him with his mask in hand. 76 just took the mask and stared at it the front of it, debating if he wanted to put it back on. "I'll let move on ahead and get the vehicles prep." Ghost said, seeing the older soldier thinking.

76 just grunted a response and went back to thinking. Eventually his cover will be blown and the whole world will know that the ex-Strike Commander of Overwatch was now a vigilante and mercenary. All those he once called friend will look at him in disgust because of how far he's fallen. He's personality has changed so much since his days as the leader of Overwatch. Almost dying and basically dragging his beaten and bloody body away from the site to escape had done that to him. Ghost was the only one who would probably stick by him, if not for him then to honor his father's dying wish. Then he remember what his purpose was when he donned his mask. The promise he made to find the people who brought down Overwatch and bring them to justice. With sigh, the former Striker Commander put back on his mask and walked off without a word.

A/N

That's a wrap. Thanks you so much for reading and I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I'm pretty sure some, if not most of you can tell where this story is going in several respects as well as what I'm implying so I'll do my best to keep you on your toes and try adding in a twist or two. I'm going to be honest, I'm having a lot of fun writing this.

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