His mind was moving backwards. The sneer on his other half was tainting, haughty, and hostile. Sebastian couldn't quite process what was going on. He needed to escape. Back to where he was safe. Back when he was no one!

A light was shining above him and Sebastian reached for it. Noah looked at him and shook his head. As if to say it was no use. Sebastian reached for it and light shined over him. Finally the light consumed him and the demon haunting him vanished.

It was hard. Nothing felt normal. He tried opening his eyes. The weight was all too familiar. He broke through it and lifted his eyelids.

"Ah he's waking up! Miss Diaz, I believe the surgery was a success. The transplant should be working fine."

"Gracias." A voice said. Sebas-Noa-His name escaped him. The sterile environment greeted him as he saw a Spanish beauty with long dyed hair lean closer. "Noah...Noah can you hear me, amigo?"

Noah? That didn't sound right. In a way it did, but it sounded...wrong. "Concentrar, you stubborn bastard. Remember me? It's Sombra."

Opening your mouth was like peeling apart sticky yet dry tape. His tongue was cleaved to the roof of his mouth and a throat dry as clay. The woman brought a glass of water up to his lips and he happily drank it. The sweet taste of water was so refreshing it was euphoric. He tried sitting up, but his arms barely functioned.

"Hey be careful. I don't want those doctors putting you under. Take it slow." Following her instruction was easy. Move one arm up, push up. Move the second arm, repeat. He could feel his body slowly give out though upon his third try. He had sweat dripping down his face as he finally sat up.

"Noah! Please be careful." Again, that name. It bothered him. As if Noah was some kind of perpetrator. That couldn't be right. Could it? He looked and found Sombra trying her best to encourage him. "There we go pal. Nice and easy."

"W-who am I?" She reeled back from that question. Wasn't it valid? He was drawing a blank. Nothing was coming into his mind and now Sombra was twiddling with her fingers. "Noah, don't you remember anything? Please tell me you remember something."

"I...I don't." There was no voice, no image, no one person or persons to remember, it was all blank. "Should I?"

"Mierda. I guess they were right." He looked at her with confusion. Who was right? Did they know him? It should be simple to- "Maldito sea!" He flinched as she hit the side of his bed hard.

"I...should've just taken the information and left! You would've been left to your devices and I wouldn't be stuck with you! And you wouldn't have been captured if it wasn't for me!" Her eyes flashed red hot anger. He felt immense guilt despite not knowing this woman. He reached over and placed a hand over hers.

"I'm sorry." She realized what she said and let out a breath of frustration. "It's not...It's not best to blame yourself. You have no idea what's been going on?"

He shook his head. Sombra nodded. "Of course. Of course you don't. What am I thinking? Here you should rest." Sombra made him slowly lean down against the bed. "I'll see you soon."

She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead softly. In any other circumstance it was worth a blush, but fatigue was too much. The brain power was taking too much. Sleep took him in.

After what seemed an eternity, he opened his eyes again. Sombra was sleeping next to him on a chair. He briefly cracked his lips for a smile before reaching up and feeling his right eye was bandaged. Moving it up, the bandages covered the forehead and around. The early morning darkness made it hard to see with his own eye, but his sense told him all limbs were accounted for. That was a relief to him.

The lights turned on and he grunted in pain as it hit his left eye. He covered it with his hand and Sombra slowly woke up. "Miss Diaz. We provided you a bed. Do you not want it?"

"No. I need to stay awake in case Noah-" He grunted against that and the two turned to him. The doctor grabbed the scouter on the bedside next to him and put it over his eye. The glass was tinted red, but it didn't bother him for the most part. The pain was almost gone.

Sombra patted him on the head reassuringly and he could feel himself relax.

Time passed. Apparently months have passed since then and Sombra was trying to help him remember. He didn't know the people being shown to them, but with a little bit of research he saw them as the heroes of Overwatch.

Co-lead by Lawrence Burr and Winston. Their pictures didn't trigger anything. Well Winston didn't. Burr's just lead to headaches and somewhat longing. Everyone else didn't leave much. Tracer left a smile but mostly due to her personality, Zarya and Reinhardt reminded him of sore legs probably because of how intense their bods look, and everyone else was a blank.

It wasn't hard to admire them, but he couldn't understand how this could relate to him in any way. It didn't make sense. He was suppose to know them, friends with them, hell if he was really lucky love one of them. Though if that were the case then why weren't they here. Shouldn't they be here with him? It would make sense.

Though he couldn't complain about Sombra. She seemed so focused on helping him and he couldn't understand why. It looked like something else was on her mind. And he could see the gun she had stored in her jacket. It was surprising, but from her injuries it looked like a fight. A terrible fight. He closed his eyes again and let sleep take over.

A month has passed now and things have changed. His right eye was working rather fine. Probably due to the cybernetic enhancements. He kept the settings toward perfect twenty twenty as opposed to the higher settings. His brain couldn't handle the sharp images.

But his body was a different story. His feet touched the cold floor and he had to have cane for the most part. It felt so strange to stand up straight. The blood rush was high when he first did it and then Sombra helped him. She was so nice. Very nice.

"Noah."

He grunted. She noticed and saw his look at that name. "But Noah is your name."

"It...doesn't feel like...it." His eyes did tell that and she understood it. "So what should I call you?"

He stopped and looked around. His eyes saw the doctor's tag that he always saw when he was conscious. "Bastian."

"Hm?"

"Sebastian. I would like for you to call me...Sebastian." He said. Sebastian saw Sombra wanting to protest that idea. But she didn't. "Fine. Sebastian it'll be."

0-0-0-0-0

The room came swirling in. Sebastian felt cold sweat on his forehead. He opened his eyes to see no one above him. He got up and rubbed his head.

And he scrambled to his feet just as the barn doors opened. "Sebastian. The storm's over. You okay?" Sombra entered the barn. "Sebastian."

"Here, I'm here. Just give me a moment. I fell asleep."

"Again? Come on, we talked about this. I'll just move your mattress in here if you keep doing that." He stumbled over to the door and saw himself leaning against the doorframe. He shook his head and that demon was gone. That was not Noah. That was...something else.

Sombra saw his pale face and put a hand on it. "Jesus, Sebastian, are you okay? You look like a ghost if it were haunted."

"I'm fine. I'm fine." He said. To either Sombra or himself he didn't know. "How long was the storm?"

"A couple hours. Are you sure you're okay? You're look behind me like there's someone there." Sebastian glared at the phantom as it mocked him. "No, I just thought that I saw someone. It's nothing. Don't worry about it."

"If you say so." She paused and opened her mouth again to say something. She stopped herself and shook her head. "You okay Sombra?"

"I'm fine. I was thinking about the new job I was offered." His interest perked. "New job? Well it's been awhile since you took one. What's the occasion?"

The hacker mulled it over. "I'm going to be leaving in three days. At the same time I'll help Angela and Fareeha get over to their dance and we'll part way from there."

Sebastian thought it over. "So the I guess you are leaving me to do taxes. And here I thought you were going to ask me to escort the heroes to their event." Sombra shook her head again. "No, I need you here. Someone's got to hold down the fort and I trust you."

"We could just go with my idea from before." He suggested. "No! I said we'd have no dogs here. And that's final."

"Sombra, why are you so adamant about a dog? We would have a furry companion and one that doesn't attack you like cats do." Sombra glared at him. One time at the flea market, Sombra came across a few stray cats and she left with more than a light wallet. "Shut up! That was humiliating. I couldn't show my face without those brats mocking me."

"They were kids!"

"Kids are gross and so are pets. Look, I'm just not ready for that kind of commitment." A light bulb popped in her mind as she smirked mischievously. "Unless of course, you can convince me."

There was a seductive layer behind those words and Sebastian almost rolled his eyes before Sombra bumped him with her hip. She actually tried looking seductive and Sebastian couldn't help but admire her effort to fluster him. "I can convince you."

"Prove it."

"No." He leaned and whispered in her ear, "Because you'd want me to do that." Sombra shivered at his words and chuckled at his words as she pulled away. "Well enough of this. Anyways I just need you to hold down the fort when all of us leave."

"And should I expect you back in a few hours, days, or a week?" Sombra pondered on that. "A night at its shortest and a whole day at the most. Nothing too bad."

"And Angela and Fareeha?" Sombra saw something in his gaze and twirled a strand of hair. "Well Overwatch members are always busy and I don't know if they would consider staying here."

Angela did say they would have a few more sessions and there was three more days. Meanwhile the case is the same for Fareeha. They would have to talk about...that, but nothing too serious. Hopefully.

"Right. I was just thinking...Jameson offered free drinks if I brought one of them along. I thought it would be one last kind gesture before they go."

Sombra doubted that. He was there, alive and all healed up. They would be extremely reluctant to leave. If anything, they'll try to bring him to Gibraltar. "Hey you're bringing them over for free drinks? Why not me?"

"Because last time we did, I had to bail you out."

"I would've bailed myself out."

"Sure, but consider my bailout all the money I owe from all those bets." Sombra held back her mirth as she remembered something else. "Sebastian, did something happen here with Fareeha?"

He stopped in his tracks and blushed. "Did she say something happened?"

"The soldier passed me with a hard blush on her face and it was weird to see her come in soaking wet. The barn was dry and it was weird she'd just run back into the house." Sebastian felt his cheeks warm up and sighed. "I...I-I, we just-"

"You know what. Tell me later." She waved dismissively. Sebastian sighed happily as Sombra opened the door. The rain was gone and the two walked out on the soaked grass. "Well looks like the field could get cut again. I think you know what next week's chore is."

"Ah, are you kidding me? Why don't you do it for once?" From a distance Angela was sitting on the window sill. She watched the banter from a distance and felt the cold hand of jealousy run through her as she watched them, but stopped it.

The doctor felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see Fareeha. "When do we start the mission?" Angela pondered on the date. "Three days. We need to be prepared and...Sombra will be joining us."

That bombshell caught Fareeha off guard. "What? Angela, this is our business. Why is she coming with us?"

"She's the hacker we've been looking for years!" That took Fareeha off. She almost forgot who's been a big pain when they were just beginning to reform Overwatch. "She has had her eye on us for a long time and her goals align with ours. Plus you heard what she's done with Noah."

Fareeha looked outside and saw Sombra talking to Sebastian while pointing to the grass. "Hard to believe it. I could barely believe her story about when he lost his memory."

"Well she's revealed herself and has a bone to pick with the Vishkar head. She's agreed to help us if we help her infiltrate and bug Gideon."

"And Noah, I mean Sebastian." Angela sighed. "We're leaving him behind. We can't risk him being on the field at such a dire time. Plus we're the only ones who knows he's alive. We can't let Burr or the others know just yet."

"Wait, you're keeping this a secret. Burr is Noah's best friend excluding him from the rest of Overwatch. As him being both our leader and friend shouldn't we disclose this information. Angela, he was willing to go the ends of Earth when we lost him."

"That's very true, but Noah's still...not with us. Burr would be facing a pale shadow of Noah."

"He should know nonetheless!"

"Know what?" The two stopped and saw Sombra standing there. "Don't worry. I sent Sebastian on his way. We're alone right now." The two eased up as she pulled up a chair and sat in front of them. "You should keep Sebastian a secret for now."

"You don't have the say in the matter."

"I think I do Justice. Because believe it or not, I can send you guys on your merry way without my help or Sebastian. If you left now, there would be no change in what happens to him." Fareeha took a step forward, but Angela stopped her. "Fareeha, calm yourself."

"How can you side with her? She just threatened to-"

"She's giving her stance on what she can do. And so far she's right. It would be suspicious if Noah were to disappear with us. I'm sure he has friends here." Fareeha remembered the tea owner and the family man they met the day before. "You...can't just hide him from Burr. I could understand the others, but not him."

Angela and Sombra looked at each other before the doctor conceded. "You're right. We should tell Burr. Although I don't know how he'll take the news of him being amnesiac. That's going to be quite the story to explain."

"I'll tell it." Sombra said. "After you get to bugging Gideon and kick off your little war."

"War?" Sombra pulled up a screen and pulled up a photo of Gideon Silverstone and Lawrence Burr sitting down at the table. "I got good sources and something tells me you won't be dealing with the average battle. You gotta be smart."

Fareeha could feel the hate flowing through each man. The held a gaze of utter contempt with no barriers covering it up. "We will have to be. Especially if Lucio's right on how ruthless they are."

"Now that depends on the private contractors they hire to hold them out. Of course you would know that Miss Helix Security." Fareeha shot a death glare at Sombra as the hacker shrugged it off. "Now let's talk plans. The Ball takes place in the next few days and I'm having Sebastian out of the action."

The two nodded. "Obviously I need to get into the ball with no indication I'm there. So I won't be using your second invite." Angela looked at her invitation letter and saw the unoccupied invite. "I'm gonna find my way into their security mainframe from within the building and monitor you both from there."

"What if you get found out?"

"Then they'll be chasing one woman who broke into the party. And not two representatives of Overwatch spying on the Vishkar CEO. You're going against the eyes of the media, not just an evil organization."

The three began to formulate plans on how to carry things out as two were listening in. Sebastian held a look of grimace back as he listened to them. The second was Noah. He held an impassive look.

We don't need to concern ourselves with that. Although I do wonder. Why would Sombra need to lie to you and how would Burr would react to seeing you?

Sebastian felt the cold grasp of his words around his heart as the unknown man he remembered had a face. He couldn't pinpoint exact memories, but the people were beginning to gain names.

That is none of your concern. Just accept Sombra's directive. There's no need to dirty your hands over their burdens.

Sebastian matched Noah's impassive look as the other him faded away.

0-0-0-0-0-0

Burr sat in a meditative state in an empty room before it began to glow. Slowly he rose up with his eyes still closed as he heard a buzz.

Training Simulation Activate. Now Burr, focus.- A male French voice stated.

Burr let out a breath as several holographic soldiers appeared with guns at the ready. He snapped his fingers and the blue shields erupted at his side. They floated gently above the back of his hand as he turned to the side and blocked a projectile.

It shattered and he quickly turned to the other side and blocked two more with same shield. He took a small glance up before putting both shields above him. The projectiles didn't even weigh it down.

He heard the whistling sound of a few more and raised his left handed shield. The projectiles shattered upon impact as Burr noticed a flash of metal in the light. He threw his right shield and it whistled through the air. With a clean slice, a training bot fell to the ground and Burr breathed out slowly.

"Good job! I see your efficiency with the shields is improving." He looked up and saw Winston above him. "Thanks Winston. I appreciate the upgrades." The gorilla jumped down and had his tablet on him.

"Well besides that, we need to go over the latest missions given to us by the nations." Burr took the tablet and examined each one. The missions ranged from environmental and humanitarian to forced cease fires and remnants of another Omnic Crisis.

Burr ran his hand through his hair and looked at each one. "Talon's downfall has really expanded everyone's horizons. Hm, we should deal with some of the more immediate crisis. Winston, how's our proposal with Overwatch volunteers going?'

The scientist gave him an iffy sign. "We definitely have volunteers, but without the proper sanctions and us by law still being illegal prevents us from more recruitment it's a slow climb. It has to be limited to associated groups. We make do with the local organizations, but even they can't do much."

"This stupid Petras Act has really annoying me, but now it's just asinine at this point. And I'm guessing the UN is very reluctant of Overwatch being an independent organization."

Winston nodded. "People with authority have seen us taken in former criminals like Junkrat and, ahem, Widowmaker. Trust or not, many people will always feel on edge with former high ranking terrorists. You can't expect everyone to immediately change their view about them."

"We just need more hands on deck Winston. You've seen the loadout. Not all of us can be workaholics like Angela nor be aware of all the situations going on around the world. We either need new agents or more breathing room on missions."

"I can limit the amount of missions on the list and give our members more time to relax. Afterall most of us aren't machines." Burr shook his head and handed back the tablet. "Right. Um, Burr I take it the negotiations didn't go so well."

"Whatever gave you that idea?" He replied sarcastically snapped. "I'm sorry Winston I didn't mean to snap, it's just that...Gideon's a very dangerous character to be trifled with. I think I just stoked the flames when I rejected his offer."

"I believe that was a wise decision. Any one of us would've done the same thing."

Burr sat down on the floor and looked around at the training room. His memories were showing the times he was here. When he joined Overwatch before and after its fall. Burr could almost see him. That man who gave him a chance and trained who to be who he was today. Who gave him the skills to teach Noah how to survive. Some use those skills were to his friend now. Standing over him and goading him to carry on.

He shook his head and turned to Winston. "Of course, I'm just thinking at what cost. Vishkar has been on my list for years now. It's a little surreal to finally focus on them for once. You know, to be honest I thought I would spend most of this battle going against Talon."

"Really?"

"I did. Those bastards were as stubborn as cockroaches. Yet here we are just hunting down leftover Talon cells like scraping the plate of last pieces of meat."

"True, but now we're better than ever. Hm, remember the time you helped me escape from those creatures at one of the old labs." Burr sat up and rubbed his side. "I found goop all over my clothes for weeks. Although it couldn't be any worse than the time we were helping Miss Song deal with the Omnic from the ocean."

"That was a dangerous mission wasn't it! And we were planning on a simple meal to win Hana over!" Winston wholeheartedly laughed. Burr pulled out his phone. "You wouldn't believe it, but she managed to selfie right after we took care of the Omnic."

Winston looked at the two battle damaged figures in the thing. Burr had a tired smile on his face while Hana was holding up a peace sign. Burr flipped through more pictures and the two were recalling all the missions they had prior to his coma. Winston and him kept enjoying themselves until they came across a more sensitive matter.

Burr noticed Winston went quieter and looked down. It was a picture of Noah and Burr taking a selfie together. Or rather Noah laughing happily as Burr was reaching for the phone. His smile now downgraded to a more sad one. He closed his phone as he got up. "Burr, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Burr replied with an actual genuine feel. "Can't say it still hurts, but I'm feeling much better than I did two years ago." He got up and patted off his hands. "Winston, I've got a request."

"Sure."

"Take a break. You deserve it." Winston was caught off guard by that. "Are you sure? I don't mean to intrude, but I still have plenty of work."

"Yeah." Burr said. "I'll see to all your paperwork and give out mission deliveries.." Winston looked at him weird, but the idea of a break sounds wonderful.

0-0-0-0-0-0

Three days have passed and Sebastian waited patiently. All through that time, Sebastian held his talks with Angela which begin to slightly improve whom he once was. Although at times it's hard to keep it in his mind. Fareeha has been...focused on other tasks. By no means cold, but rather distracted. The soldier kept herself busy with other task and would find an excuse not to be near him. Sebastian, however could see the torn look she would occasionally slip through. It was hard to believe that she liked him. Especially since the Noah he knows that's in his head is a dick.

Maybe he was a better person before than today.

Sombra did her usual. It seemed odd that she would lie to him. For valid reasons, but it still hurt to know that she can act so natural around him despite lying. He shook his head. Chores. Chores needed to be done and he would leave to their business.

The other side of him was right though. Leave it alone. It was so simple and besides what could he contribute? Nothing. He would just get in the way. These were professionals and all he can do is fight somewhat well. Hell he hasn't fired a gun as far as he could remember. Admittedly small at the moment, but still valid.

"Sebastian!" He snapped of his lumpy state and saw Sombra walking in her normal trench coat. "Ooh, business must be serious if you're going in that purple and pink eyesore."

"Psh rude. I thought you liked this coat."

"Looks better on me than you." Was all he said. She smirked and put a hand on his cheek. "Aw, don't feel left out. It'll just be a day at most. I'll probably be back in time for a very late dinner or early breakfast if time permits."

"I guess so and I'll have the dog food ready." Sombra gave a fake glare. "I said no dogs! I'm not having some mutt ruin this house."

"Oh I don't know. I do get lonely around here and a pup wouldn't hurt." She shook her head. "You could just convince me to stay. I wouldn't mind." Sombra now took a step closer as Sebastian held his hand up.

The hacker stopped when he pointed to Angela and Fareeha in the next room. "You'll be taking them to their hotel right?"

She huffed at the ruined mood and answered. "Of course. There's no use of me sticking around when I'm needed elsewhere plus if they took a cab all the way out here it'd cost them a fortune."

'That would make sense if you were going to another place.' Sebastian thought quietly. His roommate turned her back to him. "Well we should get going. I need to begin the job soon if I intend to finish early."

Sebastian nodded and left the room. He walked out and found Fareeha sitting on the couch in a dress. That's new. Really new and nothing was wrong about that. "Fareeha."

She almost jumped at the sound of his voice, but she maintained control. She kept a professional face and turned. "Ah, Sebastian. Good afternoon."

"I must say you clean up nicely." The blush on her face was shown, but neither wouldn't let that ruin the mood. They're talking to each other. "So I hope you have fun at your little event."

"Oh yes. You can imagine me being with some very important officials having fun." She replied sarcastically. Sebastian sat down next to her. "Well I wish I could come with you. I think it'd be fun to be with you guys. Plus I could use a change of scenery."

"I dunno. Seems fun here instead of over there."

"You don't even know what it looks like." Fareeha shook her head. "I don't need to. I just like it here. It's quiet, private, and...peaceful."

"Yeah the peace is nice." The two sat as silence wrapped around them now. Sebastian could feel the awkward tension from before. "Hey Fareeha."

"Yes Sebastian?" She replied. Sebastian twiddled with his fingers as he let the atmosphere grow more intense. "I-ah wanted to talk to you about that thing a few days ago."

"I apologize! That was a mistake and I don't wish for you to misinterpret it."

"Misinterpret it? What do you mean?" Her mouth opened to explain, but no explanation came out. "Look Fareeha I understand that we...may have done something before."

"Or lack of." Fareeha mumbled under her breath, but Sebastian chose to ignore it. "I just hope this won't make us any less friends."

"No of course not. I'm very happy that you think that. I mean I admit I did avoid you for some time and I guess I didn't want to make things awkward. Although by the tone of your voice I guess I already did it."

"Eh come on." He patted her on the shoulder. She didn't realized he moved closer. "So what? I guess we're both awkward people. I don't think there's nothing inherently wrong about that. Just let's avoid doing that again."

Fareeha put a hand on his and was planning to push it off. Although she remembered last time she did that. He was still Noah and he just got out of video call with Lena and Emily. Their talk of finding someone special rang through her head and she slowly put her arm down. Not this time. The soldier will enjoy it this time.

The two heard footsteps approaching and the two turned to see Angela walk in. Sebastian felt his cheeks warm up real fast. Fareeha couldn't exactly blame him as he got up and approached Angela. Hell, she would've done that.

"What's going on here?" Sebastian walked up and rubbed the back of his head. "Wow. Angela you...look amazing."

"Aw, have I left you speechless?"

"Maybe." Fareeha got up and stood next to Angela. "Although Sebastian if you had to choose, who would you take?" She replied jokingly.

"I honestly don't know."

The two looked at each other and almost laughed at how indecisive he was. Sebastian almost broke that when he felt a cold hand on his shoulder.

Of course it's hard to choose. Don't let them tempt you. They'll just drag you back and we don't want that. No matter how hard you want to do otherwise.

The last sentence almost sounded...wistful. Sebastian shut his eyes tightly before seeing Angela and Fareeha still waiting. "Is there a chance I get both?"

The three shared a laugh before they heard tapping. Sombra was ready and waiting. She didn't want to interrupt her movement but time was of the essence. "Ladies. Shall we go?"

"Of course." Fareeha left with Sombra and the two waved goodbye. Angela was about to join them before a hand grabbed hers. She turned to see Sebastian. "Hey Angela...stay safe, alright?"

"Any particular reason?" She asked. He looked at her and with a reassuring look winked at her. "Just be careful. I'm sure lots of people would like a piece of Dr. Ziegler."

"I'll be fine." She leaned and kissed the corner of his cheel like before. "But thank you for your concern. I'll see you soon my friend." Sebastian was almost pure red at this point. She walked out and Sebastian touched the kiss mark. His mind flashed to a dimly lit room. His or rather Noah's body was aching with pain and they felt so much lighter.

Angela was standing while they were sitting. The two were in close proximity of each other and their eyes were enamoured with each other. She spoke a few silent words and Sebastian felt his heart tighten horribly. The scene ended as Noah and Angela were leaning in while Sebastian was thrown out.

The door slam brought him back to reality. The hum of a car engine was heard and the car drove past the window. He watched it slowly become a dot in the distance, all the while his mind was going a million miles per hour. The house was empty and Sebastian was walking through the empty halls as he always did to calm himself. He had no idea why there was such a need, but it was there.

Sebastian passed their room and stopped at the doorway. He pushed it open and walked in. Most of their stuff was cleared out and the room looked cleaner.

No point in trying. They're most likely gone as they should be. They have no use for us.

"Quiet." Sebastian said. He looked at the desk near the end of the room and found something glowing there. He walked over and pressed against the screen. The screen shined up in floating letters a message.

-You've been formally invited to join the Vishkar Ball as Angela Ziegler's 2nd invite. Please enjoy your stay.-

What do you think you're doing? He heard everything. Their plan to spy on Gideon, Sombra's involvement to hack in, for it being an official Overwatch mission. No it isn't our business!

"No. They accepted Sombra's help. And that assassin. What if he's there? He had a Vishkar teleporter on him. It wasn't like me or Sombra's translocator. He's a danger."

Did you forget that Fareeha is there? She can handle it. There's no need for such a risk! Don't do it!

Sebastian picked up the invite and held it tightly in his hands. He looked outside and found the woman that haunted his dreams standing at the barn doors across. The bike was there and with this invite. Sebastian looked at Noah before walking past him.

You're asking for a major difficulty curve.

"I'll find a way. I always have." Ten minutes later Sebastian tightened his collar before hopping onto the bike and driving down the road at high speeds.

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"This is an incredibly risky move. Gideon, are you listening?"

"I'm listening you old bastard and frankly I don't care. This will probably be the first move of many in dismantling Overwatch. And unlike you stupid buffoons, I won't destroy an entire mountain and fail to kill them all."

"It was a sure way-" Gideon snorted at that. "Sure way? You only killed your own men. At best you could've gotten was a small concussion. My way's better and for once it will actually do some damage."

The Overseer gave a questioning look. "After you take the doctor, what next? Burr is out there."

"Burr is weak. I think the only good thing you did was kill Noah for me. Thanks to that, Burr is vulnerable, distant, and weak. Without him it'll be a fell swoop once Widowmaker dies next."

"Dies? Hold on, we've invested an inconceivable amount of money into reprogramming Amélie into who she was today. You can't expect us to just kill her."

"Why not? And don't you use reprogramming. This isn't some Omnic with the falsehood of an identity. She's made it abundantly clear that she's on Overwatch's side. That woman is making all those investments you placed turn to shit." He smiled at seeing the overseer caving into his point.

"My assassins will take care of her. However the doctor must come first. So do not interfere and tell the rest of the council the same." The Overseer growled at him before turning around. "And hey…"

The Overseer turned before a long metallic tendril hit the wall next to his head. Gideon held his outstretched arm with it pointed at the hit point. "Do not fuck me over. Understood?" The Overseer nodded and left the room quickly. The door opened again only Symmetra was at the door. She was dressed appropriately for the event as Gideon whistled.

"Are Aryt and Moonlark ready for the event?"

"They understand their positions well enough. And will separate Angela Ziegler from Fareeha Amari." Gideon withdrew the tendril and it went back to its point. "And Amari will not die tonight. Did you pass that on?"

"Aryt understood, but Angela, I mean, Moonlark wished to cover Amari. She fears her partner's revenge attempt will jeopardize the mission. So the duty has fallen onto her." Gideon nodded with that notion and put on his best vest. "Satya."

She froze at the sound of her real name. "I hope you understand how important tonight's events are tonight." He leaned in behind her and his face held no emotion. "Aryt fails, his sister dies. Moonlark fails, she dies. You fail…" He stopped to let the moment sink in. The engineer could feel cold sweat go down her forehead.

"Everyone dies." He growled. "Understood?"

"Y-Yes sir." She reluctantly answered. His face returned to the arrogant smirk he held before. "Good. It's nice to have someone to trust in."

He smacked her on the rump as she walked out. "I'll see to the proceedings in the next couple hours." She held back her tongue as she closed the door. In any other circumstance, those turrets would blow his head off.

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Worked hard on this one! So what will happen next? Sebastian rides to aid his friends and Vishkar is taking its first step into this war. Leave what you think will happen in the review or respective critism. Also if you want to have some fun with my OCs, I've got an Ask Fic where you can ask questions or dare Burr and Noah to do whatever you want. Within reason. BTW we are so close to triple reviews and follows! Bring it home baby! Till then ciao!