"And if I trust take away the recent excavations plus the cost of the new maintenance…" Burr worked the math and put the pen down. He forgot that for the most part that Winston took care of the money proceedings. Sure they got plenty money through the jobs they were given plus some of Burr's jobs from his previous occupation paid exceptionally well.
He looked at the papers and realized that he has been working for a long while. Luckily he sent Amélie away on a new mission. The last thing he needed was a girlfriend that was more or less frustrated with his work load.
He heard a knock on the door and looked up. "Come in." The door opened to reveal Zenyatta. "Oh, is it 6:50 already?"
"Indeed. I must say you do lose track of time even though you wanted my help in finding your inner peace."
"I apologize my friend. Honestly I wish I had your ability to conjure up multiple hands. It'd make all this paperwork much easier to go through." Zenyatta let out a laugh as Burr stood from his seat. He followed the Omnic to Genji's room where the cyborg was sitting there.
"Burr, I see you're able to make this week's session."
"I am. Trust me Genji, I want to be here." Genji lit up a candle and waved the match away. "I understand that. Now shall we begin." Burr smiled as he sat down and got in a meditative stance. Zenyatta and Genji followed and the three was letting the calm environment take over them. Burr's environment swirled around him. There was a phrase Burr always echoed throughout his sessions.
I cannot beat myself over this. Noah, I know no amount of apologises will ever heal the wounds I indirectly gave on you. But I hope wherever you are, you are at peace.
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The car parked and the Overwatch agents exited. Sombra whistled from the driver's seat at the massive building. Angela and Fareeha weren't phased as they saw the paparazzi swarm over them. Sombra clicked her tongue and the two looked at her.
"I'll see you guys once i'm inside. Until then." She waved a goodbye and drove off. Angela and Fareeha did the same. Fareeha kept an eye out for any immediate dangers as they walked down the building. The flash of lights, the smell of fancy foods, the sound of mixed chatter, it was almost overwhelming at times. These kinds of things made her happy for the most part in not taking part in most social events.
Angela waved at the crowd and they went wild. Their focus changed on her and the lights seemed brighter. The two worked their way through and entered the building. It was massive. The building held an impressive decor with statues, paintings, fine furniture, and the most fashionable items that money could buy. And with Vishkar, they carried deep pockets. "Angela Ziegler."
The two turned and saw the Vishkar engineer and architect, Symmetra. Fareeha remembered from the UN meeting and how she almost killed Roadhog with her turrets. The soldier knew how powerful this woman was if she could scare Burr.
"Yes?"
"You've been summoned by our CEO to join him for dinner. Your second is welcome to join us as well. And Ms. Amari, it is a pleasure to see you again."
"Right." Fareeha replied. The Indian woman led the way and they passed many rich celebrities, tycoons, political leaders, and other questionable individuals. Symmetra led them to a grand table where they saw Gideon eating his meal.
His fork pushed the meat down on the plate and dragged it across, slathering the piece of meat in a sour brown sauce. He ate the piece in one bite and gave a face of content. Gideon looked up. "Balsamic vinegar sauce with roasted garlic. It makes all the difference between bland and delicious for our meals."
"Gideon Silverstone. It's an honor to meet you." He wiped his hands and waved at the seats. The two took their seats and found plates of food being ready to serve. "Symmetra, ensure that our employees are ready to begin tonight's job."
Her eyes darted toward Fareeha before she nodded. "Of course."
She left and Gideon sighed. "Poor girl. After the assassination at the UN, she's been displaced in our company. Luckily I was merciful enough to have her work as my personal secretary for the time being until her competence returns."
"Did you only give that to her after she displayed your power by almost cooking Roadhog?" His eyebrow perked up by Fareeha's tone. It was formal, but shady. "I'm sorry, but we do not have the luxury of seeing their heroic potential. I applaud you for taking them in and reforming them, but given the circumstances before it was very much justified."
Fareeha felt her inner annoyance turn slowly to frustration. "Ah, but I did not come here to discuss the pass. I was honestly surprised to see you accept the invitation. What changed your mind?"
"My friend wanted me to get some fresh air. Although I think this isn't the best example." The two haven't touched their food. Gideon noticed that and saw how they maintaining their pose. It was calm and rigid. They were expecting something.
"Well that makes sense. Your recent breakthroughs through accelerated healing and youth preservation does require you not to have that many breaks. I can respect a fellow scientist for taking their craft seriously."
"Thank you." Angela replied. "Although, pardon me, but I do not think I know much about you. You recently came to power from what I understand."
"Curious about my origin?" Fareeha looked around and found a pair of purple eyes looking right at her from the distance. Her mind flashed back to when she first saw them. They belonged to the assassin!
She almost jumped her seat, but Angela stopped her. "I rather am. As is Fareeha and many others."
"Oh. You're curious too?"
"I didn't know anything about you prior to your ascension. It would be nice to know your story." Gideon shrugged his shoulder and raised his hands.
"Alright, calm down Fareeha. The excitement is too much." Fareeha narrowed her eyes.
In another area, several men were standing guard. One of them yawned before hearing a clunk. The guards looked down and saw a piece of metal on the floor. It ticked and they assumed the worse. The flinched when it opened up until a soft purple glow emitted from its core. They looked at it curiously before assuming it was nothing.
"This is some crappy prank. Who threw it?" One of them asked. Unknown to most of them, one guard was hit in the back of the head. Another went down with a hand over their mouth and nose with an arm around their neck. They struggled silently as Sombra put them to sleep. She took out a pistol and loaded it with a clip of tranquilizer darts.
The hacker then fired one into the back of the head in one. He went down without a second thought, but the others saw. Sombra rushed in and pistol whipped one. She pushed him down and rolled off his back. With the extra momentum, she kicked the guard next to her and fired a round to his temple. He fell in a complete unconscious state. The final guard pulled out his gun, but Sombra shot his hand and his hand went numb.
She rolled in front of him and held her gun up to his face. "This the security room?" He nodded and pointed at the keypad. "Good luck trying to get in. It's heavily encrypted by our best in Vishkar."
Sombra held her fingers out and several strings of light hit the keypad. After a second, the door clicked. "Oh thank God, I thought I actually had to try."
The guard was stunned at this before Sombra, without looking, fires the dart between his eyes. She looked around her and cracked her knuckles. "Didn't even break a sweat."
She dragged each body in and hid them away in closets or bins. She left a crack in each one for air. No one had to die tonight. The hacker opened the door and sat at the desk. She rolled around in the swivel chair and examined the guests.
Numerous profiles, social security, identity verification, open holes in networks, everyone's profile was within in her grasp. Sombra cracked her knuckles and got to work. She found the table where her allies were and zoomed in.
"Alright I'm in."
Fareeha heard that on her comms and nudged Angela. She heard the message too and held her hand up. "Excuse me, but Gideon do you perhaps want to tell us in a less crowded area." Gideon looked at her questionably before smirking.
"The garden area is fine. I'll meet you there in a couple of minutes. I need to finish up some orders for my workers." Angela and Fareeha nodded before getting up and leaving. Gideon kept his smirk as he pressed the comm in his ear. "Moonlark. Take care of Amari."
Meanwhile a bike rode down the road and slid to a halt. Sebastian stopped a good distance away from the party and grabbed his translocator. He pressed a button and a duffel bag came through. He unzipped it to reveal a black and white suit. It came with a black tie, black loafers, and a small bottle of cologne.
"Good thing I still have that suit from Jameson wife's retirement party." He grabbed the suit and put it on fast. Sebastian smoothed his hair and sprayed cologne. He smoothed out the pants and shirt. The tie hung loosely before he tightened it comfortably.
And just before he left, he reached in and grabbed a pair of tinted glasses. He put them on and pressed a button on his scouter. The eyewear reduced itself down to a cell phone case. Sebastian flipped the glass up and placed his phone in. Pushing it down to a click, Sebastian put it in his pocket and looked down. He also pulled out his baton and pressed it down to a more compatible size. He placed it in his inner coat pocket.
This is utterly pointless.
"To you, maybe. But they could be in possible danger with what they're doing and we both know how reckless Sombra can be." Noah glared at him as Sebastian returned to his bike. "I'm here to help."
You're a fool!
"Then a fool I will be." He rode down to the valet and looked at the manager there. He raised an eyebrow before Sebastian showed his invitation. He looked at before looking on with wide eyes. He was given the keys and Sebastian moved on in. Luckily for him the paparazzi was thinning out and the party was almost in full swing.
Sebastian weaved through each guests and was actually enjoying the scope of the place. He kept walking until he accidently bumped into someone. "Oh excuse me."
"No pardon me, sir." Sebastian saw the purple eyes and froze. It was the assassin that attacked Fareeha and Angela. And the one he managed to beat. By a hair. "What are you staring at?"
"Oh nothing. I was simply caught off guard by your eyes."
"Excuse you?" The assassin said. "Oh not like that. They're...distinctly purple. It caught me off guard."
"Oh yeah. That is a rather common occurrence whenever someone talks to me. Excuse me, my manners. My name is Aryt. What's yours?"
Are you actually going to give him your name? Are you that stupid? Noah was right.
"Riley. Desmond Riley. I'm a working author on a book." Aryt raised an eyebrow. "A book?"
"The Tales of the 501st. It's a rather interesting piece I've been working on for awhile. I was actually writing it with a friend of mine. By the name of Angela Ziegler."
"Angela Ziegler? I was only aware of only one of her guests being here. How do you know her, Mr. Riley?" Sebastian would kick himself if he was given a chance. "I'm an old acquaintance that knew her a few years ago. She was kind enough to allow me her second invite."
"Hm. Sounds about right. If you're looking for Ziegler, I'd keep an eye out. People have a tendency to disappear in such big parties. Until then Mr. Riley." Aryt disappeared into the crowd and Sebastian felt really off by his words. He was just happy that he didn't recognize him.
As he continued to weave through the crowd, it became very apparent that he didn't really think this through. Sure he found Angela or Fareeha or Sombra, then what? There wasn't anything he could do to help. They were the experts and he was just...himself. Maybe he would just become a burden like before.
He stopped at that. Like before? What about before? He shut his eyes for a second before bumping into another one. "Oh apologies."
The person turned around and revealed it to be Symmetra. Her eyes took one look at Sebastian and her blood ran cold. She knew this man, she remembered where they met. "You…"
"Oh did I disturb you ma'am? I deeply apologise. Is there anything I can do?" She stopped. The anger was still there, but it was on hold. "Excuse me?"
"Greetings Miss. My name is Desmond Riley and I didn't mean to bump into you. I just was lost in my mind and I ran into you." Symmetra looked for any signs of trickery and was surprised to see very little of it. "Pardon me, but do you happen to know someone by the name of Lawrence Burr?"
"Who?"
It must be a coincidence. "Never mind. Mr. Riley, if I heard correctly." He nodded. "Yes. I was actually looking for Angela Ziegler. I'm currently her second invite and I was looking for her." Her eyes narrowed at him before turning where Gideon was and remembered her disdain for him.
"Over near the corner of the room. They're planning to meet at the garden. If you hurry, you can catch them."
"Oh well thank you…"
"Satya."
"Satya." He walked away from her as she watched his back. The face was the same, but the mannerisms plus the tone made the difference move by leagues. She looked and saw Moonlark making her way toward the group.
Symmetra sighed and walked away. Perhaps doing this wouldn't jeopardize everything.
Sebastian could feel his heart beating hard when he was further away from Symmetra. It wasn't the heart pounding when he was near Angela or Fareeha, it was fear. It made that back scar almost throb in pain.
Very close. Too close.
He ignored Noah and saw the back of Fareeha and Angela's head. However he saw Gideon's head and his good mood was quashed. He stopped and decided to blend in. They could be working right now and he didn't want to interfere. He should see how things play out.
While he watched, he surprised on how much detail he was seeing. Noted back in the past he was very aware of his surroundings. It seemed like a third eye that could make him aware of it. But here it was going all out.
If Sombra was right about him being a former thief, it would make sense he could retain some of those abilities. Fareeha looked around, but she didn't seem to notice him. The band stopped and slowed down.
Gideon perked up. "Ah yes, I forgot about the dance numbers. Doctor Ziegler, would you like a dance?"
Sebastian's hand clenched when Angela looked at him and nodded. Fareeha and her shared a glance before Angela took Gideon's hand. The two were swept away in the crowd as Fareeha was left behind. Sebastian looked around and found Aryt making his way toward her. Moving his feet quickly, Sebastian tapped on her shoulder and she turned in complete surprise.
"Sebas-"
"It's Desmond Riley." He glanced to see if Aryt was paying attention which he was. Fareeha was confused before she locked eyes with the assassin behind him. "Oh Desmond, it's nice to see you."
Sebastian led her away and the two swiftly moved across the room. "What're you doing here?"
"I was worried."
"Worried?"
"I heard about your mission and I couldn't get help it." He twirled her around which she was surprised with. "I'm sorry if I got in your way."
"No, it's fine. Angela's working on it. But did you see-" She stopped again when they held each other's hands and moved perfectly in sync. Fareeha was very impressed. "Where'd you learn to do this?"
"I have lots of time on my hands." The cameras were looking over the dancing and Sombra sat looking at the screens, mouth agape. "What's he doing here!"
Angela cringed at the noise and catches Gideon's attention. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." She carefully placed a small device, the size of a tiny pebble, on his collar. "You are quite light on your feet."
"I've had years to practice. I thought it would be nice to work on such a thing for the right occasions. Now shall we continue?" The music shifted again and people began to switch their partners. Fareeha and Sebastian were nearby and saw an opportunity. "Sebastian…"
"I'll find out if it's successful. Just distract him long enough for the rest of the dance." She nodded and the two approached. Gideon was enjoying the few moments Angela had before his plan would spring into action. Moonlark and Aryt had to be here in a few more seconds and then-
"Pardon Miss Ziegler." When the two separated, Sebastian and Fareeha moved in. Gideon looked on with whiplash at who he just saw take Angela. Angela was surprised too to see Sebastian move in. "Would you care to continue?"
"No problem." She said with little understanding. The two moved away as Fareeha moved Gideon to the other side of the room. "What?"
"Is there a problem, Mr. Silverstone?"
He didn't respond to Fareeha and stopped dancing with her. He moved away from her as the music swelled.
"Moonlark, Aryt. Do not engage Amari. Change your tactics to the man dancing with Ziegler at this moment." The two assassins looked at the ballroom and found who he was talking about. Moonlark didn't think much and was confused as was Aryt.
"Eliminate Noah Bastian!" He growled. Moonlark and Aryt shared a glance and nodded. The dance section should be ending soon and with that a window will open for them. Sombra heard this on the comms and her blood went cold.
"Justice, you need to get Sebastian out of there! You're going to have two assassins on your ass if you don't hurry!" She ditched the comms room and saw more guards standing outside. She cursed under her breath and pulled out her gun.
Angela and Sebastian continued to dance around until the music began to wane. The two were actually enjoying themselves and weren't very aware of the dangers in the crowd. "You're quite light on your feet."
"I could say the same to you. When does a doctor have time to learn how to waltz?"
"It comes naturally." She replied. The two smiled at each other before Fareeha walked up. "Guys, we gotta go."
"Hm?" Aryt and Moonlark were over them as Gideon walked up. "Angela, the dance has ended and I must say you were quite skilled."
Sebastian and him locked eyes and sparks could be seen between them. Though Gideon's came from a more personal area. "And who are you my good man?"
"Mr. Riley. Desmond if you will. I'm a friend of Angela's and she was kind enough to give me an invite." Sebastian replied.
Kill him.
Now that was...different. He could see the phantom of the woman and Noah stand at Gideon's side. The woman had black tears streaming down her cheeks while Noah gained shades of red. Gideon didn't seem to notice his look and continued.
"I'm sorry, I was just simply having a lovely conversation with Angela. Would you mind if we continued?"
Angela squeezed his sleeve as Fareeha felt an arm wrap around hers. Her brown eye met purple as she was dragged away. Sebastian noticed this and an arm wrapped around his. Two differently colored eyes locked with his as the woman smiled.
"Excuse me, sir? May I inquire in your assistance?" He didn't even reply as he could feel himself be slowly dragged away from Angela. She made an attempt to reach for him, but with eyes praying down, it wasn't the best solution.
And she couldn't reach Sombra at the moment. She was on her own. "Of course. Shall we continue Mr. Silverstone?"
Sebastian could feel the tight grip around his arm as the woman opened the door and tossed him in. They entered a dark study room with high bookshelves, old yet polished swords, and an open window. He rolled back and found the smile was wiped away. "I wonder why Gideon wants you out of the way, Mr. Bastian?"
"I-um don't know. But look we can both leave here with no bloodshed."
"That sounds like you can take me." She said. Moonlark took a step forward as Sebastian took a step back. "I didn't mean to make it sound like that, but I just wanted to say that there's no need for bloodshed. We can leave here without any injuries-EH!" He stopped to dodge a high kick from her.
He twirled around and kept moving in between her attacks. He brought up his arm to block a few, but the woman could certainly punch. He kept moving back in the dark room that was only lit by the moonlight. She kicked up her leg and a knife popped out of her boot. She caught and flicked the blade out.
Sebastian reached into his coat pocket, but the assassin slashed at his arm and cut his bicep. He hissed in pain and resumed dodging each strike. She kept attacking and kept the pressure up. He caught her arm and used her weight to help him throw her down.
Moonlark didn't let this slow her down as she spun around to slash at his ankles, only to hit his pants. She quickly used the momentum to make her stand and use an overarching stab maneuver.
Sebastian caught her strike and the two struggled. "Heh, not bad."
He didn't reply as he watched her drop the blade before moving one of her arms down to catch it. His other hand followed it and stopped her wrist from moving it any closer to him. They struggled for a second before Moonlark threw him off. He rolled onto the ground and reached into his coat pocket.
The assassin jumped up and swung downward, before seeing her knife give out sparks as it hit the metal baton. Their weapons remained interlock as Sebastian slowly stood up. He tore off his black coat and blinded Moonlark. She was caught off guard by this, that left her open to several attacks. He smacked her on the torso and underneath the chin.
The two blows stunned her as Sebastian felt the sting of the cut on his arm and he clenched it tightly. She shook off the pain and through the coat away. Sebastian looked worried as the glare from her went colder.
"Heyah!" Sparks kept coming to life as the two tried to keep the other from getting another hit. Moonlark then caught his baton with her knife and pulled downward. His hands couldn't hold onto the weapon and it left him. Moonlark stepped on it and shattered the weapon before him. She took this opportunity to stab him deep in the shoulder. Dark red stained his white shirt as Sebastian groaned in horrible pain.
"Again not bad, but still not enough." She pulled the knife out and raised it above her head. Sebastian looked over and found a short blade in its sheath with two purple ribbons attached to the hilt. He leaned over and grabbed it. He raised it just in time for the blades to meet and echo out a loud-
CLANG!
He gritted his teeth before pushing her off and pulled the sheath off. The blade looked to be freshly furnished and conditioned for a fight. He clutched his wounded shoulder and panted softly. His eyes flashed hope when he looked at her.
"Last chance." He muttered.
She raised an eyebrow. "You've got to be kidding me. I'm not the one with-" A small sting was felt as the assassin reached for her nape. Her fingers curled around a dart before the darkness consumed her vision. She fell to the ground with a thud.
Sebastian looked to see Sombra there with a look of desperation and worry. "Sombra...I-"
She walked to him and slapped him across the face. "What the fuck is wrong with you?! Do you have any idea how close she was to killing you? I swear to God...you!" She grabbed front of his shirt and pulled him in.
Sebastian felt her kiss him on the lips for the longest time. Despite everything that just transpired, that's what threw him off. Sombra pulled away with her pissed off look still there. "Do this shit again and I will kill you myself. I spent too much time helping you for you to just-"
"Sombra, I'm sorry! Oh God I'm sorry. I just-I just got scared and I didn't want to stand on the side lines!"
"You fucking idiot." She grumbled. She saw him clutch his shoulder and pressed on it. He closed one of his eyes tightly as she applied more pressure. "The doctor can patch you up."
The two stood for a minute before realizing that they were missing the other agents. "Angela, Fareeha! She was moved by the assassin from before and Angela's with Gideon!"
"You go help Angel. I trust you'll be able to fight off Gideon." Sebastian reached into his pocket and pulled his cell phone case off. He unfolded it and the scouter was once again over his eye. "You can trust me."
Sombra grabbed the hem of her shirt and tore a strand off. She wrapped it around his shoulder and tightened it. "Get in there, save Angel, and get the hell out. Justice will go with me. Understand?"
"Roger, roger." Sebastian said with a smile. Sombra didn't return it as she almost punched his arm. "Just save Fareeha." She tossed him another one of her tranq guns and left him to his own devices. He put it the gun on safety and put it in his inner pocket. Sebastian then put the short blade on the hooks of his pants before leaving the room with Sombra.
The two opened the doors and Sebastian used his coat to cover up his wound as he entered the garden. Sombra turned invisible and ran to the area from what the cameras tell her.
In the garden area, Angela was watching Gideon with incredibly awareness. She just saw Fareeha and Sebastian taken away. The doctor would obviously gone after them, but she couldn't risk it.
"So Angela, I suppose I should get straight to business."
"Really?"
He nodded and behind his back, a gas bomb was clenched between his fingers. "Really."
Angela moved back as Gideon tossed the gas bomb in the air and it flew into the sky. Gideon hopped back as the area was covered in gas. Angela coughed hard when it entered her lungs. Gideon walked toward her and grinned.
"I think it's time for you to come under my fold." Gideon said as he reached out. Angela felt her body slowly be weighed down as she saw the world go blurry. He held his hand out and reached for her. "I need you for a very special project."
Angela clenched her fists and swung. Gideon caught the strike and the gas dissipated to show him holding her arm tight. "Adorable, but unnecessary. We'll have to send Burr many regards for his acting ability on believing his best friend is dead. I never thought he had that level of depth."
A dart hit his hand and Gideon grunted. He let go of the doctor and turned to see Sebastian running toward him. He had the tranq gun out and Gideon moved out of the way of the next shot. Angela was barely holding herself up as Sebastian ran over and kicked Gideon. The CEO stumbled back and was appalled to see him standing. "You!"
He charged and threw a punch. Sebastian was hit hard on the cheek and spun around. But while he moved, his hand wrapped the hilt of his new weapon and swung upwards. Gideon felt the blade slash across the face and left a gash.
He screamed in pain before Sebastian put the gun to his head and fired. Gideon's last image was Noah looking down on him with a haughty smile.
"Karma's a bitch." He was lucky that the party was a good distance away. When he fell to the ground, Sebastian ran over to Angela who was on the floor. "Angela! Oh God, are you alright?"
She opened her mouth to speak, but a wave of exhaustion hit her. Sebastian pulled out his phone and hit a code. From a distance away, his bike roared to life. Sebastian lifted her up and carried her bridal style. "Don't pass out on me yet pal. Don't you dare do that, doc!"
Angela looked at him and saw who that voice belonged to. "N-Noah." She whispered. Sebastian looked at her and held her close. "Don't pass out. Not yet."
In another area Fareeha dodged another strike before countering with her own. Aryt caught her arm and slashed across. The tip of the blade cut her dress and she growled. Grabbing the edge, Fareeha tore it off and showed the white coverings underneath.
"Quite the beauty. Shame you inherited your mother's sin."
"What?" Aryt ran forward and kept up his assault. The soldier kept her guard up and took in tiny cuts and scratches from each attack. Soon she had blood splatter against the blue dress she wore. Fareeha finally caught his arm and disarmed him. She grabbed the knife belt he had underneath and threw it out. The soldier didn't stop and landed precise blows against his abdomen and with one mighty blow, sent him across the room.
Aryt slid across the room and saw Fareeha approaching. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the gravity gun. Fareeha stopped right in her tracks when he pulled it out.
Aryt smirked as he pulled out his gun. Her eyes widened at the weapon as she braced herself.
"Let's finish off where we started from before! This is the end Amari!"
He was about to pull the trigger when a bright purple light consumed the house. All things that use electricity was shut off and the party was in a frenzy. Aryt was confused on this before Sombra appeared in front of him and smashed his face in. The assassin didn't see the hacker give an all out assault and fired a tranquilizer at his neck. The assassin gripped his neck and pulled the dart. He stumbled forward before Sombra and Fareeha rushed him. They put their hands on his chest and slammed him to the ground.
His eyes flickered out and he was gone. Fareeha panted and looked at his gun. She took it apart and crushed the metal under her hand. Sombra patted her on the shoulder before she looked out to see everyone was leaving in a panic. The host vanished, security was going crazy, and the guests were leaving.
"Safe to say the party's over." Sombra said. Fareeha looked out and saw everyone leave. "And you would be correct on that."
"Wait, Sebastian, Angela! Are they safe?"
"Pretty safe." A voice said. Fareeha and Sombra clicked their comms and the message was more clear. "I found Angela's comm unit and used it. Look Angela's out. Nothing poisonous, but she's knocked out. I'm gonna take her to the hotel, you guys are staying at, and take care of her. I'll see you then."
"Till then." Fareeha and Sombra said. The two looked at each other and quickly left the scene after hearing the rumble of a familiar bike.
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So much fun to write up action scenes! The first battle has been won and it looks like Overwatch pulls a lead by the gut of Sebastian/Noah. How will this pan out for the rest of the other members when they hear the news? What will Vishkar do now that they've been stopped? What's their plan? We'll see and until next time!