They weren't the first to arrive at the base. Two dropships were there and the trio moved up to Winston's lab where Noah resided. Immediately they came across McCree and Genji.
"Stop!" McCree yelled. The two had their weapons draw and pointed it at them before realizing who they were pointing at. Burr glared at them. "Where is he? Did you find him?"
"No unfortunately. Angela is in the lab right now." Burr walked passed them and didn't care that he bumped into them. Fareeha and Tracer looked at each other before all four followed in suit. Burr ran up the stairs and opened the door.
"Angela!" The Swiss woman looked up from the desk and waved hello. "Did you find anything? Any idea where he was taken?"
"No, I just got here. And when I opened it was a mess." Burr walked up to her and heard a crunch. He looked down and the broken beaker and glasses on the floor. He knelt down and lifted the glasses gingerly. Memories of their past was the only thing that could match the pain now. "What the hell?"
"I checked the sensors. There seemed to be a glitch as it didn't seem to see Reaper as an enemy." Burr stood up and saw the splatters of blood on the floor and the broken keyboard. He continued to look around and found a gun wedged into one of the crevices of the table.
The door opened and everyone else poured in. Burr looked at them and back at his glasses. He walked up to Lena and passed the glasses to her. She almost dropped them due to shock when Angela followed Burr.
"Don't do anything rash Burr. We need everyone here."
"No we need to find him. Athena play me any security surveillance around the time Noah hit the emergency contact." Athena loaded up the program as Angela tried to slow him down. "Look you can't do this."
"Why not? Angela give me a good reason I can't." The doctor tried telling him, but blind fury was bubbling in Burr. Talon was going to pay. Reaper especially. Lena and Fareeha were talking with McCree and Genji about the problem.
"Fareeha blaming yourself isn't going to work." McCree said.
"I left for the U.N. I trusted the securtiy systems, but still I left him alone. How could I leave him by himself. You guys didn't need my help. Tracer and the others could've taken on those two without my help."
"Stop thinking like that Fareeha. You're gonna hurt yourself if you keep meddling in your failures."
"Lena, this is my fault! I left him. How would you feel if you left Emily by herself and she got kidnapped."
"I would be working on saving her instead of beating myself up for it! That's what I would do. And I'm gonna do the same thing for him." Fareeha stopped herself and looked at Burr and Angela. The two seemed to grow into a heated arguement.
In fact with Burr he seemed to be losing it. Things were getting out of control and losing Noah was not helping. She left Lena with Genji and McCree and tried leaving the room. She didn't get far before hearing the argument between the doctor and the agent.
"If you leave and charge head first into Talon, you'll get yourself killed. Everything you do matters in saving his life."
"And I'm telling you that I know Talon. I worked with them, they're predictable. What I'm mad at is your insistence to wait. I thought you cared for Noah."
"I do! There's nothing more that I want is to have him here and safe, but we can't Burr. You're too blinded by your anger to realize this could be trap. Burr, Talon got us good. They gave a heavy blow to our credentials, eliminated pro-Overwatch leaders you made contact with, and kidnapped your best friend who you hold to the highest regard. Burr they're doing this to attack you directly. To undo all the contributions you've to Overwatch specifically. They find you as one the key targets!"
Fareeha could see something shatter behind Burr's eyes. Now everything was unrestrained. "Are you serious?!" Angela flinched at the fury. Fareeha was taken back as well as Burr let everything flow through him.
"Talon thinks I'm that dangerous?! You know what good! Let them think that. Because everything sounds like it doesn't it. I've beaten them multiple times, help bring back their worst enemy, hell I managed to take out a majority of their servers while wooing Amélie!" Her name just burned now. "Everything I've done might as well have been…I might as well be..."
He backed away when he saw how close Angela was against the wall. Fareeha almost jumped in, but stopped when he backed off. "I-I just want my best friend back. I already lost him years ago, I barely got him back. Whatever Talon's planning, it'll be stopped."
"Burr."
"I'm gonna rest for now. Starting tomorrow I'll begin searching. Alone or not." He walked past Angela and down the stairs. The doctor watched him disappear into the living quarters with the lights turned off.
Angela shook her head and turned to see Fareeha. "Will you be joining him?"
"Of course. It's the least I can do after all he did for us." Angela nodded and the two went off to meet the others. Lena was picking pieces with Genji and McCree cleaning up the area.
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Water splashed over Noah when he woke up. He felt strapped down. Sharp pains were felt in his arms as he saw one of his wrists was bandaged and his other arm was in a sling. His goggles were though and that help filter the light to a more reasonable tolerance. The place was dark with only the light from above the only thing showing him and a metal table.
"Ah it's finally nice to meet. Noah Bastin." He looked up to see an Omnic in a suit sitting down in front of them. "I imagine you must have many questions." Noah didn't answer him so the Omnic continued.
"We've read your file. Born in the West Indies on Martinique and an only child. Is rather well known by various weapons dealers, deplorable crime bosses, and recently Overwatch. Now that stands out quite well doesn't it."
"..."
"Associated mostly through the Overwatch agent Burr, you've built yourself quite a mark. A professional thief with a knack of fighting improbable odds." Noah glared at him. "Now we mostly know that through your actions in Egypt. You did quite well for someone of your profession."
"Congratulations. You know things about me. That earns quite the applause."
The Omnic chuckled and pulled in closer. "It does. It took Sombra a little bit of time to find you. Anyways we're getting off track. We've acquired your presence to an old case of ours. It's come to our attention that you may know someone who's of great importance to us."
"Ooh, ooh, is it that special coffee machine that rejected you?" The Omnic growled at the insult, but nonetheless pulled out the files. He displayed them out and Noah's eyes scanned all of them.
"We know that you've contacted the Legacy of Gerard Lacroix." Noah's eyes widened as he looked at the Omnic in the eyes. The robot would smile if he could as Noah tried to think of response. After a little bit of confusion and revelation Noah spoke. "I believe...I have no idea what you're talking about."
That threw back the Omnic as Noah chuckled at his silence. "Holy crap did you actually think I knew something about this Gerard guy? You did didn't you! Haha, this is priceless." The robot growled and pulled back the files. "It seems you're going to be difficult. And we do believe you're holding something back. In this report we took from Overwatch your name and Burr's was found in a letter written by Gerard himself. He knew you and said his legacy was with you and Burr."
"Nope. That doesn't ring any bells." Noah looked up and enjoyed the frustration on the Omnic. "The only thing I remember from the past are jobs I took with Burr and the ones I did solo. This Gerard guy seems to have confused me with someone else."
"Don't be stupid! Your name is on clear display next to Burr! His legacy is with you." Noah shrugged his shoulders. "And like I said, I got nothing. Nothing about this seems familiar."
"So it seems. I think we should find out after we break you in." The table was moved as the door opened. Two scientists stood there, one with a needle in his hands. The Omnic interrogator walked back. The two walked up as Noah struggled against his bonds.
"Stay still, this will only hurt for a little while." One of them grabbed him by the neck and jabbed the needle into his neck. Pushing it down, the fluids inside made their way into his flesh and immediately his body began to burn up.
His muscles twitched and shook with each bit of movement adding on pain. He tried to scream, but nothing came out. They cut the straps off so he fell to the ground trying his best to control himself.
He coughs violently as they continue to watch him. Everything he does hurt from the simply act of breathing to his heart beating. Every bit of pain has been amplified to tsunamis. After what seems to be an eternity it finally subsides with just echoes now left to fill in their place. Noah laid on the ground trying his best to make sure this was still life.
The Omnic appeared again and crouched down. "Ready to talk? If not we can move forward with our other plans for you." Noah got up on a knee and looked at the Omnic. His body wasn't ready for more, but determination could fix that.
He headbutted the Omnic and the recent wave of pain just dulled whatever he felt now. The Omnic stumbled as the scientists tried grab him. Noah pulled the Omnic back and pushed it into them. The three fell as Noah fumbled to get out. His feet were barely working when he reached the door frame. Long dark halls greeted him when Noah ran in one direction. His breathing labored when he felt a chill in the air.
A strong hand grabbed him and threw him on the ground. He looked up to see that standing above him was Widowmaker. "Down boy."
"Oh shit, it's you." She pointed her gun at them and smirked. "Burr's sidekick. How nice it is to see you."
"Right and to you as well, Widowbitch." She picked him up and slammed him against the wall. The sound of other Talon guards were approaching, but she didn't care. "So it seems you haven't gotten any better since the last time we met. A shame, it would've been better if died in that explosion."
He expressed his disgust tried pushing her off. She didn't budge until he kneed her in the stomach. Widow faltered as Noah returned to the ground. He kicked, but she caught it and struck him hard with her elbow. He stumbled back and hit the wall with his broken arm. He grunted as Widow grabbed his broken wrist and slammed it in the wall. He almost screamed in pain, but she laid body shots down and then let go of his wrists.
Unable to breath or stand, Noah slowly slid down the wall and sat on the ground. "Again, a shame."
"Don't talk to me about shame you bitch."
"Why not? Do you have something to say?" She asked. Pulling up himself up, he shot a death glare at her. "After what happened in the U.N. I don't know if I want to make you suffer and grant you a quick death."
"How and why will you do it?" She grabbed his hair and looked at him. "From what I can see you're too weak to even stand much less fight."
"How: I'll simply take you down. I don't care with what. Why: I want you to suffer after you hurt Burr." She looked surprised. "When you killed those men, I could feel Burr lose faith in you. Then again you probably did it because you're too pathetic to ever think he can help you."
Widowmaker took one passive agressive look at him before kneeing him in the face. She broke his nose and got his blood on her suit.
She dropped him on the floor with his eyes glassy. The Talon soldiers finally came and saw Widow dragging Noah. Seeing the gurney behind them, she tossed Noah into the arms of a soldier and pointed at gurney.
"And here I thought you weren't a fool." She groaned as headache came on. Pain, the feeling of warm blood on her suit, and the stinging remark of his words were felt. Shaking her head, she let those feelings wash away fast. They weren't going to get her.
"Thank you Widowmaker. I assume you broke him properly." The Omnic stood next to her as she scoffed. "Please the boy managed to dent that metal head of yours. It'll take more than beating him to find out Gerard's legacy."
"And you're positive you bore no children during your time together? It's a shame. Would be easier if their was kid. I could see it now." She glared at him and stepped hard on his foot, crushing the metal and wires underneath her heel. "I can see your eyes looking over me like you had X-Ray vision. Don't."
The Omnic nodded fast and she stepped off. Turning around, she briskly left in stride. In the base two were informed of the events that just transpired. One laughed while the other ignored it.
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Tightening his tie and pulling tight his coat, Burr looked in the mirror. His back pocket held his gun, the belt his knife, and his sleeve a knife. Looking into the mirror, the man who helped build Overwatch from the ground wasn't there. All he saw were the cold eyes of a man on a mission. Similar to her eyes. No, no time for that. When the time comes that they'll meet again, it'll be there that he decides.
Burr walked out the room with Angela and Winston waiting outside. "Have you found any of my old associates from Talon?"
"We found one. Tenzin Deger, a Talon coordinator and prison overseer. Recent activity has shown him making frequent rounds to a bath and club building. Seems the last job he did made him a lot of money."
"He was always frivolous with money. I'll have tell me what he knows and remove him from the equation. He should be able to tell us where Talon moved their order of operations." He walked out when Angela stopped him. "Are you trying to stop me again Doc?"
Angela's eye twitched when he said it. "No, Fareeha and Lena have volunteered their services to help you on this mission."
"Tell them the answer is still no." Winston and Angela looked at each other before Angela stopped him again. "Look you could use their help."
"No they need to be out there dealing with the more out there issues. This mission is mine alone." Angela opened her mouth, but shut it quickly. At times she forgot how this man is nigh unstoppable at his work. "You're too stubborn for your own good. Just stay safe." She left as Winston moved to talk.
Winston handed over his newest piece. Burr grabbed the tech and looked at it. They were gloves. Right, Winston took them back for quick modifications. "They can be activated now by snapping your fingers. That way you can make two shields this time."
"Thank you Winston."
"Good luck." He nodded and walked out. Everyone else was out on their own missions as Burr walked out and jumped onto a dropship. One hour and then his mission begins.
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Noah opened his eyes and felt the soft sheets and plush mattress. His unconscious body now throbbed new waves of soreness as he stretched his hands. They quickly stopped moving half way as Noah could see that his hands were now chained down. Looking around, he could see there were no windows. His room was small.
"Great it's just like prison." He took one more scan of the room. "Well at there's a toilet."
"Yeah lucky." He looked up and saw Sombra standing there across the room. "You!"
She waved, but he struggled hard to break his chains when he saw the hacker there. Trying his best to strike hard, Noah almost strained both his wrists. Even his broken-he stopped. He had control of his arms and not only that the sling is gone for his left arm.
"Like that? The doctors took a page out of Dr. Zielger's work and patched you up nice. Your nose doesn't look as bad anymore after Widow broke it."
"Did you come here expecting a thank you?"
"No, this is more of a check up." She walked over and sat down at the edge of his bed. "After Reaper appeared on the phone, I was shocked to say the least."
"I'm sure you were." Sarcasm dripped off each word. "It's true. Look Talon had somehow wised up on my privacy and spied on me. I don't even know how the bastardos found out. I just know that I have contacts in Overwatch and you just so happened to be there at the wrong time. Look I'm sorry I got you into this. Anything that you went through here was not my intention."
"Fine, fair enough for now." The two sat in silence for awhile before he remembered something.
"Answer me this." She nodded. "Why do they think I know the legacy of Gerard Lacroix. They seemed rather certain I had an idea of who that was."
"Yeah I did my research on that. These guys are shit scared of Gerard Lacroix. The guy spearheaded many Overwatch missions and kept Talon from really flourishing. They had to play dirty."
"Widowmaker."
"Uh huh. After she killed him and as Overwatch disbanded, these guys were having a ball. That was until I found some documents of his." Noah raised an eyebrow as Sombra pulled up files. "Buried strategies, love letters to his wife, the norm of an agent. That was all I found until I found this. It was in French, but I changed it back to English for your viewing"
She plucked one file and expanded it. A document titled, "My Legacy", floated before Noah as he reached out for it. He began to read it once it was in his hands.
-Legacy. Leaving behind your last act after you expire on the Earth. This word has haunted me since the day I picked up the gun, joined Overwatch, and married my wife. My legacy is one the last things I want to think about, but after the new string of attacks from the likes of Talon, I realize I do need a legacy. This has been the closest I've been to being defeated by Talon. Taking the lives of innocents and putting them under God knows what.
I want nothing more than to be done with these fools, but if my life were to end before I am...I dread what might happen. However I've come across two thieves before this whole fiasco with Talon happened. Promising young men, one by the name of Burr and the other known as Noah. Burr, I have met directly a long time ago when I found him working on a few of his "jobs". Safe to say he would be in jail if it wasn't for my intervention or free depending on if managed to take down that guard. He is the same age as my wife and the two share some qualities together. Strong-willed, determined, and willing to deal with what life gives them along with a sense of kindness and humor. I've taken quite a liking to him and wanted him to train with me under as an Overwatch operative. His response I still wait for.
Next is Noah Bastin. I have not made direct contact with this young man, but I can say from Burr's account that he stands on his own quite impressively. The two are almost attached to the hip from Burr's stories yet they are not together. It sounds as if they needed time apart. Back on point, I may have not seen this young man with own eyes, but I've recently acquired security footage from an old museum that captured his performance. Potential at it's finest. For both of these two men
These two are fine young men with great potential in my eyes they could protect what might soon be my legacy sj from duvufwpw.-
Noah stopped reading as Sombra pulled it away. "It become corrupted when I found it."
"Yeah." He looked around him and saw the camera light off. "Is that-"
"It's off."
"Thanks...I could see how these guys think I'm linked to this legacy thing or whatever. It's just that I don't have any idea what it is."
"That may be true, but they won't buy that."
"Sombra, should I trust you?" She looked at him and saw the honest plea in his eyes. "No, you shouldn't. And even if you did how would that work? This base is a fortress, your friends would never make it pass the first gate."
"Never underestimate them Sombra." He growled. She shook her head and pulled out a baggie. "Small lunch. If you intend to escape build up some strength. You may be healed, but what good is it if you can't recover from all the torture."
He took it and looked at the meal cautiously. She understood his stance and stood up. With a wave of the hand, she vanished. "Wait Sombra!"
She returned. "Can I see my friends?" Figuring out it might bring him some will, she obliged and opened a security feed. He saw Fareeha, Lena, and Angela talking. He couldn't here what they were saying, but seeing them at the base must mean they're looking for them. Sombra zoomed in on them and he could see each one of their faces etched in worry, anger, and frustration. Lena and Fareeha left the screen as if they were in a hurry while Angela left in the opposite direction. He reached out for them and sighed. "I'll see you soon guys."
Sombra pulled down the screen and nodded. He reluctantly nodded back as his trust wasn't fully back just yet.
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The music was loud from where Burr was. He walked past crowds of young teens and Omnics trying to enjoy themselves. Recently his face has been plastered all over the place, but these were Talon operatives. They needed something to fear other than their own bosses. Walking into an alleyway, Burr walked up to the security guard in the back and stepped to the door.
"Good evening."
"Any reason you're here?" No fear in the man's eyes. Burr didn't care and stepped up. "Are you in any ways intelligent?" The guard seemed to think so as he stepped aside and pointed into the bath house. "Thank you."
His target was happily drinking away with all his security planted throughout the club. It didn't matter. None of them were getting in his way. Burr crept up on a guard and pulled him down. A quick strike to the temple knocked him out. Moving on, Burr found two of guards hitting on some girls. Grabbing a rock, Burr tossed it across the room and the two were alerted by it. Apologizing to the women, the two checked out the disturbance and didn't see the man walk up behind them and slam their heads together. They went down without a word.
"Position 6, do you copy?"
"Of course. Do you know where the boss is? I have a message for him." Burr said through one of their radios. "What's the message?"
"He has an old friend down in the bathhouse. He would like to see the boss." Burr heard them grumble before agreeing to it. Upstairs Tenzin was given the message. He looked confused and brought a couple of his guys along with him. Outside the room, the surveillance team found Burr on one of the cameras. Wanting to warn the boss, they grabbed their radios. Before even a word got out, two pairs of hands came out of nowhere and punched them in the back of the heads. Surprised, the remaining team turned to face two women. The two worked in sync putting the rest down for the count.
The security team followed Tenzin into the bathhouse and the Talon coordinator was confused. "Who the hell wanted to see me?"
That was until he heard solid footsteps behind him. He turned and went pale to see his old teammate Burr.
"Hello Tenzin. I see you're still using these clubs. I need some answers." The Talon coordinator didn't even bother asking as he looked at his men. The distressed look prompted them to draw their guns, but Burr already fired a couple shots. The gunshots were heard and people began to panic.
"Shit! Burr, what the hell?" Burr walked up, but Tenzin retreated. Pushing people out of the way to escape. Burr followed and went up to the club. Music and lights covered the area, but he could see Tenzin trying to escape. A couple of guards came up, Burr shot them dead. He didn't have time to indulge in a fight.
Pulling his gun up, Burr busted through the door and found Talon guards there. Ducking behind cover, the men fired on his position. Burr didn't slow down as he snapped his fingers and deflected the bullets. The ricocheted off the shields and back to their shooters. Goons with riot shields appeared and pulled out their rifles. Burr scowled and held them up. Charging into the group, he broke through their line and threw one of his shields and split one of the artistic columns in half. It fell and crushed some of the guards. He didn't blink and looked at the others.
"If any of you value your lives you will tell me where Tenzin is and leave!" He yelled. They didn't seemed to scared and charged. Burr clenched his fists.
Tenzin was in the next room trying to regain his breath. It was like some bad dream, he really couldn't be there. After all he had just seen the man's face on TV and that was a broken man. Broken men don't just appear in your place of pleasure and take down your guards with precision. No that would be impossible.
Screams, gunshots, and flashes of blue were all that can be observed from the last room and Tenzin was hoping it wasn't as bad as he hoped. The doors opened and out came Burr with sweat, blood, and perseverance in his eyes. "Burr! What the hell do you want?"
"Answers! Where is Noah Bastin?" Tenzin crawled back as Burr walked up. "You have all the latest intel on your prisoners. Where is he?"
"I don't know!" Burr stepped on his foot and broke it. "GAH! You intolerable bastard!"
"Do not lie to me." It was terrifying how he acted. Tenzin almost spilled the beans, but one of his guards came charging in and tackled Burr. Tenzin got up and limped away as fast he can. He didn't know about another pair of eyes following him.
Burr got up and saw the stupid guard that tried to stop him. The two got up and entered in a fist fight. Burr and guard traded blow for blow with both men seeming to gain the advantage. He didn't see a blue flash whizz past him and into the room of other guards. Another jumped into the fray and grabbed the guard. She flipped him over onto his back and broke his arm. Burr looked surprised to see Fareeha standing there. "Fareeha! What the hell are you doing here?"
"Bringing the calvary." His eyes widened as he pushed through to the next door.
Tenzin looked back to see if Burr was still after him, but no it was worse. His guards yelled in surprise as Tracer appeared. She zipped through the crowd, ran on the walls, and evade capture. When guards went up and close, Tracer pulled her guns out and fired at their knees and feet. Those who managed not to get shot were knocked out by her kicks and punches. She countered every man and Omnic trying to hold her down. Flipping through and slipping past their grips, Tenzin watched Tracer cut down his forces. The last guard tried to trip her, but Tracer threw him on to the ground and pinned him. With a quick strike from the butt of her gun, Tracer knocked the guard out and faced Tenzin.
The doors opened to reveal Burr and Fareeha. "Lena!" She waved a brief hello before turning over to Tenzin. "Alrighty then why don't get to talkin?"
"You think I'll just talk. I ain't no rat." He got up, but Fareeha appeared and kneed him in the stomach. He lurched forward as the soldier threw him to the ground. "Then pretend to be."
Tenzin groaned at the pain and turned to Burr. "They'll kill me if I tell you."
"If you don't tell him, he'll kill you. He hasn't been in the best mood." Fareeha explained. Burr gave one of his glares and Tenzin could feel all the killer intent behind it. Tracer and Burr wait and then he finally conceded.
"I really don't know. Burr, I honestly don't know where they took your friend. We got reports of a new prisoner, but they being personally overlooked by the higher-ups. I have no idea where he is."
Burr knelt down and pulled out a map. "Then point to where all your new bases where they might be and we'll take it from there."
"I don't have anything to write it one." Burr punched him in the nose, causing it to bleed. "FUCK! Did anyone tell you, you're already an asshole?!" Fareeha and Tracer shared a glance
"I am be when I'm livid. Now point." Tenzin dabbed his finger in the blood and pressed it on several locations. Once he was done, Burr stood up and turned to the two. "Alright we got a few bases in South Africa, Australia, Sweden, and northern Japan." He turned to Tenzin. "Are these all true."
"Yes, yes! Fuck man, they're true." He whimpered. Fareeha took the map. "Which do you think Noah's in?"
"Hard to tell, but they got to be somewhere. I'll check out all these."
"Burr."
"No, Noah is my concern. I appreciate the help, but I can't have you two on this case. This is mine."
"What the hell are you talking about? Noah's our friend too! We want to save him as much as you do." Fareeha nodded with that. Burr took back the map and began to walk. Before he did, he turned around and kicked Tenzin in the face. The man crumpled and fell to the ground in a heap.
"That may be Tracer, but he's my problem. Talon could just have taken him to hurt me."
"Don't make this about you." Fareeha growled. Burr looked up. "What do you mean?"
"I mean don't you dare exclude us because this is all about you. We all are here to help Burr and you won't let us. Noah's our friend and we won't let you go after him alone."
"We're heroes luv, but cutting those close to you is one of the stupidest things you could do. If you seem damn determined to save him, you got to use us! We can help."
"No you need to go make sure Overwatch can function now. We're about the same light as when it disbanded. You two need to make sure it doesn't fall under that."
"That is bullshit Burr and you know it. You just want revenge on Talon for Noah, hell earlier even Widowmaker." Tracer and Burr looked at her surprised. Burr's eyes narrowed. "What did-How did you-?"
"I watched it with Noah. A Talon operative managed to hit our communication link and I heard the two talk. They seemed to have known each other, but then I saw you and Widowmaker fight and talk. You offered her a chance to join Overwatch. You might as well have asked her out."
"You don't know what you're talking about." Fareeha stepped up. "You were heartbroken when Widow killed those men. That was her betrayal and I know you're going crazy because your best friend has been kidnapped."
"Yes that is the reason I'm like that. I'm not because Amélie. That woman can go to hell for all I care!" Fareeha took another step closer. "Liar." Tracer saw things escalate and ran between the two. "Hold on!"
"What the hell do you know?! You never loved anyone like that and lost them! You're married to the job, you don't love anybody like I did to her!" Fareeha pushed Lena aside and let Burr run forward. She raised an arm and blocked one of his strikes. "I can't say I "love" them, but I do care for them to a point I would do anything to make sure their safe and by my side."
"Oh wow, Fareeha Amari admits she has a crush. Congratulations, who's the lucky one?" His anger seemed to have taken over and now they were facing someone else entirely. Fareeha swept his arm away and calmly took a stance. Burr sneered. "Fine."
"Guys don't do this. We're allies. We don't have to do this." Fareeha raised her arms. "Don't interfere. I'm sorry Lena, but Burr's not seeing reason. He's blinded by everything that's happened in the last few days."
"Oh you're so smart aren't you Fareeha." Burr almost barked. Things were getting to him. All the stress from the years, his utter hatred, and now allies who won't respect his wishes. "I'll make sure to make my point really clear."
"As will I. Forgive me." Tracer stood back as the two took their stance. Burr started with a quick jab. Fareeha deflected it and kicked him across the room. His back slid on the floor, but he managed to flip himself up and land. Fareeha was already closing the distance and landed a solid punch across his jaw. Following this with an open palm strike and finishing it with a spin kick. Burr fell onto the floor with a bloody lip.
"Really? You think beating me will make me see "sense". Fareeha, this is ridiculous." He got up and went on the offensive. He began throwing hard strikes, some of which chip Fareeha's defense down. "Everything I did and do now was for Overwatch! I killed people, lost my hand, fought for some of the most arrogant bastards to achieve some semblance of hope in this world!"
His strikes were getting heavier. Fareeha kept trying to dodge whatever she can as Burr ranted on. "I joined Talon to get intel, I committed horrible crimes to convince them I was on their side. Fareeha I have sacrificed everything for this organization. And now the one person who I share any past with is gone." Fareeha caught his hand and threw him into a table. It broke under his weight as he got up.
"Stuck in some god-ridden hell hole of an organization. Being tortured, questioned, hell even dying because of my mistakes. Along with probably facing the one woman I ever felt a genuine connection there waiting to kill him. I expected my friends and allies to rally behind me. But you and Angela have tried stopping me! Why?! I'm saving the man you two love!" That surprised Fareeha and Tracer, Burr almost smiled, but continued forward with his assault.
"Don't act surprised I know a connection when I see it." Fareeha gritted her teeth and pulled him in. She headbutted him and smacked him across the face. "That may be, but you're letting bring you down to this. I don't want to fight you."
Burr spit out a wad of blood and pulled out his knife. The fight wasn't calming him down. It was making things worse. He screamed and charged forward. He swung the blade and Fareeha dodged. He managed to grab her arm and throw her onto the ground. She rolled away and got on one knee.
Blinded by everything he lunged again until a blue blur got between them. His hand was trapped by Tracer's grip as the Brit held the most serious gaze in her life. "What are you thinking? Drawing a knife at your comrade, your friend?" He looked at himself and felt some slack give in. Burr tried to pull away, but Tracer kept the knife in place.
"How would you feel if you spilled out blood because of your misplaced feelings. You loved Widowmaker, you're afraid for Noah." He tried pulling the knife, but Tracer wasn't down. In fact she seemed to bring it closer. Fareeha was trying to get up, but her head hit hard against the ground. Everything was blurry.
"You're gonna lose everyone, even him." She pulled the knife closer as Burr tried his best pulling back. Fareeha's vision began to clear when she saw Lena holding down Burr. Burr seemed to have lost the look of anger instead one of fear and pleading. Lena pulled his hand closer one last time and the blade sunk into her flesh. That finally snapped Burr out of mood. It wasn't deep, but just enough to send the message.
"Lena!" Burr screamed. Tracer's face was contorted by pain, but she got her message clear. She let go of his hand and let him pulled the blade out. Once the blade was out, her body became in wrapped in blue light as she recalled the events and the wound was nothing more than a wound in a future that would never happen here.
Burr looked at his bloody knife as Fareeha walked up. She saw the knife and looked at Burr in complete disbelief. "I-I...I didn't mean to…" He stopped and looked at them. "I…"
Fareeha took his knife and wiped the blood off it. "We'll formulate plans on these Talon bases. You need to cool down." She handed him back his knife which Burr didn't reach for. She just put away in her back pocket and helped him stand up. He seemed reluctant at her touch, but went along. Tracer rolled her shoulder and walked up.
"That was highly unnecessary Lena. You didn't need to get stabbed even with Recall." Burr looked down in shame. They ignored him for now, some attention away from him could help. "I'm sorry, but he was going crazy! I couldn't let him hurt you."
Fareeha smiled at the sentiment, "Thank you Lena, but that's not necessary."
"After all I should apologize." Burr said in a defeated tone. The two looked at him with small surprise as he continued to look regretful. "I...I do need time to cool off. Can't save my friend in this state."
"Lena go get our ride. We're going home." Lena saluted and left in blink of an eye. Fareeha was soon left alone with Burr and her thoughts. That was one of the more tougher fights she's been in. "Don't worry Noah we're coming. Just wait a little longer."
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I had this one under editing and decided this would be the final chapter until my hiatus was over. Think of it as one last chapter for the road before I take a break. Review, fav, follow all that good mess