Soldier 76 walked down the halls and passed a few windows. He kept walking until he saw Burr sitting at his desk looking at a photo. "You seem focused."

"Jesus!"

"No it's Jack." 76 chuckled. Burr smirked a little at the joke and picked up the photo. "Jack I don't suppose you need another mission. You just got back."

"I'm fine. I could use a break. I'm still human you know."

"Allegedly." Jack let out a small laugh and walked inside. He sat down in front of Burr and pointed at the back of the photo. "You've been staring at that picture for awhile now."

"It reminds me of my first time with you guys."

"You were bright faced and highly idealistic." Burr rolled his eyes. "And you still had some good charm on you. Obviously time got the both of us."

The two sat quietly when Burr sighed. "I miss him."

"I know you do. Though he's here now."

"No, Gerard." Jack blinked. "Oh."

Burr put the photo down onto his desk and put his face in his hands. "At times like these I would look up to him and he'd tell me what to do! And here I am on the brink of war with Vishkar, Noah's amnesiac, and I'm here. Leading a group of mercenaries to save the world. It used to be easier when I took orders not give them."

"Little too late doubting yourself. Honestly if you feel this way, why haven't you asked me to lead Overwatch again?"

"Like you really want to. No Jack, I've got no serious doubt it's just...I want to get everyone out of this alive. I never really doubted myself against Talon or whatever terrorist cell there is. But I'm facing one of my most hated enemy and he knows me. I've lost my only parental figure, my mentor, and my best friend is barely there! All I have is you guys."

Jack took a moment to process this. "It makes sense. I understand where you're coming from."

"Thanks." Burr said cooly. "Kid I understand more than anyone that pressure. That used to be my desk remember?"

"I'm not gonna blow up in a base am I?"

"Low blow." Jack replied. Burr nodded. "Just listen. It's gonna be messy, but have faith. You were raised Catholic weren't you?"

Burr tapped his temple. "Can't forget much about that."

"We'll have faith in your agents. Overwatch is comprised of the world's best geniuses and fighters. No matter what the circumstances we'll find a way. We always have."

Burr mulled over the information before nodding. "You know you'd be great as a public speaker." Jack raised an eyebrow. "Never mind."

0-0-0-0-0

"Gideon's making a move. Fareeha, Amélie it's up to you to stop it." Pharah nodded as Widowmaker gave a small grunt. "Come home safely."

The two were watching a video projection on the ship's main communication hud.

"Your mission is to liberate the newest Vishkar labor camp. I've had Lucio already riled the people up. It's enough to distract their overseers. However the last thing we need is another revolution. Strike the commanders of the Vishkar campaign and signify the end for this. End them either by forceful methods and if it has to be...lethal force."

Fareeha and Widowmaker nodded and the holographic form of Burr faded. The two never exchanged any real words. Probably due to how it dawned on them sometimes how awkward it is to be with each other. The supposed killer of her mother or the almost motherless child. Luckily the past two years have made that animosity/awkwardness come to a more comfortable level.

"I can expect you to watch my back."

"It's my job." Widow replied. Fareeha nodded the two opened the doors and Fareeha adjusted her armor. Widowmaker held onto her as the soldier leapt from the dropship. After a few seconds of free falling, Fareeha landed on the roof. Widow hopped off the woman and pulled her gun out.

She held it up and scouted the area. After a few moments, she whistled softly. Fareeha turned to her. "Two squads. Each one holding ten men each are to the east. Several high powered vehicles are to the west and is where the overseers are resting."

"I'll need to be more quiet." Fareeha opened her armor up and pressed a button. The armor collapsed and folded itself to an almost flat piece. "Luckily Torbjörn improved my armor since our last assault on Talon."

She put the flat piece on her back and it stuck to her black body suit. "Hand me your second gun."

Widow pulled out a small silencer pistol and tossed it to Fareeha. "We should keep it quiet. When we take the overseers out, we'll have to light a signal." Widowmaker nodded and took a closer look.

"I'll cover you."

"Thanks...Amélie." Fareeha said. "Try not to die." The assassin rolled her eyes as Fareeha hopped over the edge. She watched Fareeha move across the airfield with a dark blue shield on her back.

Widow moved her crosshairs and took out anyone who was getting close to Fareeha. Luckily they equipped themselves with tranquilizers. These were simple guards. Not terrorists. There was no need for lethal means. That said, Widowmaker did pack a few clips of real bullets. Better to be safe than anything.

Fareeha kept crouching walking through the cover. Stealth wasn't her best quality however being a flying tank does have its downsides. And with all that's at stake, espionage was the way to go. Going in guns blazing would do more damage than fix what's needed here.

"Did you hear at Lucio's in town?"

"Lucio? Man I love that guy. Sucks it's basically a rule not to attend any of his concerts. I swear sometimes I wish I could leave."

"I don't. Job pays nice. Plus the kids like that their mother is currently a guard at a high stakes corporation. Though at birthday parties it singles me out as the bad guy when the cosplay as Overwatch Heroes."

Fareeha shook her head as she remembered the two girls that were fans of her. She almost felt bad for the security guard for that, but decided to push it aside. The soldier crouch walked away from the two.

"What's going on here?" The two guards stopped talking as two people appeared out of the shadows.

"N-Nothing sir!" They said. "Keep your guard up. With Lucio gaining more support we have to be ready for a riot."

One of them looked at Fareeha's direction and took a step forward. The woman stopped him and the two turned to the rooftop nearby. They looked at each other and nodded.

Fareeha crawled into the room and held up her gun. She found several guards standing before the door. Moving quietly, the soldier stood against the corner. "You heard about what happened to our CEO?"

"Course I did. His face plastered all over the damn news."

"He said Noah Bastian, right? Man what I'd be to do that to our boss." Fareeha tilted her head to listen. "Eh I'm neutral on him. Still he came into power a few years ago and has us running like dogs. It doesn't help he's trying to one up Overwatch since the U.N, but damn is he trying."

"I heard he's got a grudge against their boss. They knew each other apparently and it's seems like they're going at each other."

Fareeha loaded up her ammo. The guards kept talking to one another before one of them fell to the ground. The other was surprised before Fareeha jumped up and landed a solid blow. The guard crumpled to the ground.

She opened the door and found the overseers. They heard the noise and were up in fear. "Gentlemen I see you are aware of my arrival. The conditions are clear, let these people go free or be forced."

"Really? You think you can walk in here and shut down our operation?!" Fareeha pulled out her gun pointed at them. "Employing lethal force is not a necessity, but if you refuse to comply I will be forced to enact such actions."

The overseers swallowed nervously. "Pharah please understand. We would like to but..."

"But what?"

"But me." She turned around and found Aryt. He held out his specialized gun and shock her. "AAGH!"

He put on his gloves and pressed his hand against her chest. "Time to pay up." He pushed her hard and the soldier went flying through the window and into the ground below. "Moonlark, she's pacified. Though I'd like to finish her off now."

"Negative Aryt. Gideon wants her alive. Follow the plan and get on the roof. I need to spring my trap."

Aryt rolled his eyes and ran to the door. He turned to the overseers and gave them a thumbs up. "Good job."

"Thank you sir." They replied. Aryt ran out to the balcony and climbed up the ladder. Widowmaker heard the crash of glass and tried finding Fareeha. The assassin moved her crosshairs for the soldier and found a man climbing up the side of a building.

Her eyes tried to focus on the man but he turned right toward her. The assassin focused on him a bit closer and saw the purple hue in his eyes. Aryt was signaling someone and Widow pulled back.

"Bonjour Widow. How are this lovely evening?" She turned around and saw he second assassin. The woman from the news. Her stoic expression held up as she pointed her rifle right at her. Widowmaker rolled away as the brick behind puffed up smoke. It had a silencer.

Widowmaker didn't saw a word as she changed the gun mode to an assault rifle. Moonlark did the same and the two began their firefight on the roof. The noise caught many guards attention as Aryt watched with a stoic expression. However the sound of rocket boosters was heard behind him and he turned to see a figure rising from the ground and landing on the roof in front of him. It was Fareeha. Her armor was putting itself together with quick speed and she glared at Aryt.

"My turn." Pharah pulled her rocket launcher out and fired at him. Aryt jumped away and unsheathed his knives. Three were put out as he gripped one his mouth and two hands.

The assassin jumped from the rooftop and rushed Pharah. She tossed her rocket launcher to the side and put up her fists. Sparks erupted between the two as Aryt tried cutting or stabbing any chinks in her armor. Pharah put her skills in close combat to blocking his attacks. However he caught her off guard by pulling out a needle and shooting it in one of the few chunks of her armor. The contents poured into her body, but the adrenaline masked the feeling.

Widowmaker fired her grappling hook and had it pull her away from the fight. Moonlark pulled her knife out and threw it at the cable. The cable was sliced through and Widowmaker fell to the ground. She landed on wooden crates and the sensation of pain returned. It was still dull, but it became more prominent with each battle she leaves. Moonlark jumped down and found her knife on the ground.

"Come on Widowmaker. I heard so many stories don't tell me that you're nothing more than Burr's arm candy." Widow took the insult and let the anger flow through her. She picked up her gun and fired. The bullet ripped through Moonlark's armor and grazed her side. Not wasting anytime, Widowmaker charged and tackled the assassin. Her dual colored eyes locked with Amélie's golden ones before Widowmaker punched her repeatedly.

Aryt saw this and threw a knife at the two snipers. Pharah tried stopping it, but it moved between fingers. Widowmaker didn't seem to notice until she stopped and leaned back. The knife barely slid past the bridge of her nose.

However that served as a good distraction for the source of her gut pain. She stopped to see Moonlark's knife in her abdomen. "Just arm candy, huh?"

Widowmaker didn't scream or let that stop her. She grabbed Moonlark by the throat and held her up. "Tu es un petit couteau isn't enough."

Pharah tried reaching for Aryt, but the man was fast. He managed to duck and weave through all her attacks. Plus his speed was enough for him to outmaneuver her. He finally reached her back and jumped on. Aryt pulled out his gun and aimed at her neck. She shook him hard and he dropped it. He stabbed one knife on her breastplate. It barely broke through and Pharah grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt. She tossed him over to the side. He groaned as Pharah approached him.

"It's over."

"Not yet Amari." He pulled out his gun and fired. It struck and her armor shook. Fareeha cussed in her head to be hit by this again. "It's not over till I stand over your bloody corpse."

He lifted his hand and she did as well. He slammed her on the ground repeatedly and soon the roof began to crumbled underneath the constant blows. Pharah finally broke through the brick and into the metal plane below. Aryt nodded at his work before drawing out another knife. He took aim and threw with precise accuracy.

Widowmaker tossed Moonlark aside before a knife went through her hand. She screamed in surprise and pain at the attack as Aryt hopped down. The Overwatch agent pulled the knife out with a hard grunt and tossed it to the side.

"Whew you are one tough assassin." Moonlark said as she got up. "Shame Gideon wants you gone."

"..." Widow kept her glare up. Nothing was supposed to bother her. Pain was such a new sensation that she couldn't help but take it all in. However this fight wouldn't allow her to breath. Moonlark charged and tackled Widowmaker to the ground. She mounted her and punched her hard in the face. Lights and sounds buzzed on her senses as Moonlark continued to line away.

Aryt watched with vague interests as he pointed to the rubble. He lifted his hand and pulled out an empty husk of armor. His eyes widened as he turned around and was shot in through the calf. He yelped in pain as Fareeha ran at him with a piece of wood. She smashed it across his face and sent him sprawling. The soldier stepped above him and picked up his gun and glove.

"Cute weapons."

"Amari!" She rolled her eyes and punched his lights out. Fareeha turned and saw Widowmaker making some attempt at defending herself. Moonlark smirked and pulled out a needle from her pocket. "A little gift from Gideon."

Widow caught her wrist and stopped it from stabbing her, but Moonlark kept pressing on. The bloodied assassin tried keeping it away, but the needle was getting closer. That was until Fareeha fired a blast at her and shocked her. The assassin fell off Widowmaker before being pulled away. Fareeha put on the glove and waved it away from them. The assassin went sailing away into another pile of crates. Widowmaker got up and held her cheeks.

"Merci Fareeha." Fareeha nodded before walking over to her empty armor. She opened the back and moved back inside it. The armor clamped around her body and soon moved under her control. The soldier looked at the gun and glove.

"These are dangerous weapons." She looked at the gun one more time before crushing it in her hand. "I'd like to stop it being used against us."

Widowmaker cracked her knuckles and found her gun lying on the field. She picked it up and checked for any damage.

"Let's go and finish this mission." Fareeha nodded and the two walked off as Gideon watched through the security cams with a vague expression on his face. "As expected Moonlark was able to hold her own against Widowmaker. Talon's training sessions finally seem to be paying off."

"Sure and Aryt managed to hold his own against an armored Pharah, but sir I don't see how this is good. They still lost."

"I expected them to lose, Symmetra will retrieve them from the field and we can kiss this labor camp goodbye."

"What?! Gideon with all due respect Vishkar and Talon resources were poured into that camp! That's millions of dollars with political bribery, security, facilities-"

"I get it. It cost money, but our pockets see this as chump change. It only proves my theory that Burr is planning to dismantle our labor camps and gain the people's support of us."

He got up and looked the overseer in the eye. "Now while I make a plan to counter this, go back to your council and tell them that they need to step up their game if they wish to win this."

"What?! How dare you! You wouldn't be in this position of power if we didn't help you come from the underground. You don't tell us what to do." Gideon pondered on those words. With a small smile he snapped his fingers. A metal tendril appeared and sliced across the overseer's stomach. The blade cut through the muscle and skin like butter and his guts began to spill out.

"I don't like that tone you're carrying. That makes me think you want bad things to happen you." The overseer began spilling red over the floor and Burr shook his head. "Perhaps I could just send your head to the council and that'll finally make them show their faces again."

"N-no sir. Message will be delivered." The overseer fell to his knees. Gideon knelt down and lifted his face. "Good. Now I'm going to get you out of here since you're spilling blood all over the new tiles. I don't want to hear another peep from you unless it's a message from them. Understood?"

The overseer held back tears as Gideon made him nod yes. "Alright, alright good." He pressed a button and a teleported opened. "That'll get you to one hospital. Better tell them it was a mugger or else the neck is next."

The overseer nodded again and stumbled to the hospital. Gideon shook his head as he grabbed a mop and water. "Can't rely on anyone these days. Except for you of course."

He turned to his computer and the screen flickered to show a single eye on screen. "You and me are gonna destroy Overwatch."

0-0-0-0-0

"AAAGH!" Sebastian screamed as the light consumed him. The floor broke underneath him and Sebastian found himself falling through the air. Wind whistled in his ears before feeling his feet finally hit something solid.

He stopped and found himself standing on something soft and plush. Looking down, Sebastian saw red grass greet his toes. Moving his eyes up, the man examined his surroundings to see a sea of red grass. It wasn't bright red or dark blood red. It was a soft medium between the two and it expanded as far as the eye can see.

The wind whistling in his ears became a soft breeze against his hair. "Impressive mindscape. It's a lovely field."

Sebastian turned and saw Zenyatta floating next to him. "What's going on?"

"We are here to see if your problem can be solved with direct assistance."

"Direct assistance?"

"Yes. Though many would prefer if more can come, I can only accommodate for myself. Anymore would cause a massive strain on my power and I do wish to continue my journey."

"Um, ok." Sebastian and Zenyatta turned toward a direction. "Shall we begin your journey?" Sebastian nodded.

The two began to travel together. The sea of red never moved for them as they treated around the slopes, the hills, seeing a few rivers.

"You seem to carry such a lovely area within your mind."

"Yeah. When I lived with Sombra we lived in the woods. It was such a nice place that was quiet and serene. Though I'm guessing Gibraltar has its own quiet spots?"

"Yes. I think I can show you once our work here is down. Speaking of which here is a raft." The two saw the wide piece of wood floating on the reflective water. Zenyatta moved toward it and held up a stick. Sebastian walked over and took it from him. He penetrated the water and gave a small push. The two were soon drifting along the current. Neither spoke as Sebastian was still trying to take in that they were in his mind. It was so beautiful. The two continued to drift on as the setting sun began falling on the horizon. With the orange and red glow beginning to fade, dark blue and purple began to reign over the sky. The two watched as even those colors gave away to the blackest of skies.

"For such discord you seem to hold yourself together."

"Thank you."

As the water began wane back and forth the duo found something from the distance. A small town. The dark sky and limited light from Zenyatta's orbs could only highlight the buildings away. Zenyatta sent an orb its way and the two watched the orb of light fade away to distance. The Omnic tilted his head quizzically as they approached the town.

"Do you know this place?"

Sebastian tried looking closer as they entered the river system in the town. They were in the more poor district. Apartment buildings were dirty and some barely held up. Others stood well, but only because they were probably corporate buildings.

"No." The raft soon stopped and the two got off. Walking through, the town was devoid of any form of life. People were nonexistent, sounds were only from Sebastian footsteps or Zenyatta's gears, and there was an overwhelming sense of negativity.

"This is the source of your discord."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. This is a rare sight. Many have a source yet it's been sometime since I'd seen one of this scale."

Sebastian turned around and walked towards one of the buildings. "How could it be so...desolate?"

A small whisper was heard along with quiet grunts. Sebastian and Zenyatta looked toward its direction. The grunts were familiar.

"Burr, your girlfriend's heavy!"

"She's not my girlfriend! And shut up. They'll hear us." Sebastian heard his voice and ran towards it. Zenyatta followed and the two found Noah carrying a woman in his arms. He passed her off to Burr and the two looked like hell chewed them up.

"She looks...familiar." Before he could get a closer look, the three faded. "That's strange."

Not as strange as you two being in my world.

Zenyatta and Sebastian looked up into the sky and saw a shadowy figure floating above them. It landed on the grounded hard and up went dust and debris. The smoke cleared and Sebastian saw Noah standing there. His blue shirt with a few tears on the sleeves, hair longer than what he has now, and blue goggles focusing on the two of them.

"So this is who you were in the past."

"I assume so."

"Don't talk to him if I'm right here Omnic." Noah growled. "It was a mistake if you think that you can just walk in here and try to take something that doesn't belong to you."

Sebastian smirked. "Funny I thought that's what we did for a living." Noah chuckled. "Smartass."

"Noah, we are simply here to help Sebastian with his problem." Zenyatta said. "That problem being you. You are the source of discord within his mind."

Noah narrowed his eyes at Zenyatta. "Oh is that so? And why, pray tell, are you trying to help? This is none of your business."

"One such as me cannot ignore my nature to help others."

"Oh is that so? Or is that in your programming." Sebastian stepped up. "That's enough Noah! You're out of control and we're gonna fix that!"

Noah sneered at him as Zenyatta clapped his hands together. Golden arms erupted from his back and the orbs began glowing either gold or dark purple. "Violence is never a permanent solution, but it may be a tool to find that solution."

"You're gonna regret coming here." Noah said. Sebastian pulled out his sword and stood against his other half. "I'm reclaiming my mind."

Noah's wicked smile grew. "Very well." The entire town rumbled before breaking down into millions of pieces. The ground was gone and Sebastian began falling into the void. Zenyatta dived down and grabbed his hand. An orb moved to Sebastian and pulled him up.

"Wha-" Noah could cracked his neck. "No easy solution huh?"

"Hell no! I'm gonna stop you and bring us back."

"Haven't I told you that I am the old us? Sebastian is nothing. Without me they wouldn't consider you a second thought." Sebastian took a deep breath before launching himself at Noah. The two clashed as Zenyatta pressed his hands against each other.

"I can only provide support for this battle. I cannot intervene in your battle." Sebastian nodded before focusing on Noah. A bright light erupted behind Noah and the two separated. Sebastian looked at the wisps of light that leave. He could hear voices, see faded images of himself and Burr. The woman in grey in color.

"Well, well it seems I can't purge our memories. I guess that makes sense. They're what created me and you. We can't hide or deny ourselves." Sebastian rushed Noah and punched him in the face. "And now those memories are going to be mine!"

He flew toward the light but Noah grabbed his ankle. "There's no point!" He threw Sebastian away and a tiny bit of the town returned. Only for Sebastian to crash right through it. "Why don't you understand I'm trying to protect you?!"

"Because you did a shitty job of stopping me." Noah growled and flew down. When Sebastian finally stood up, Noah tackled him to the ground and started to savagely beat him. Sebastian felt his head begin to cave into the ground as Noah kept punching.

"You. Stubborn. Ass! Can't you see how happy we were away from all this! I didn't need to exist!" Sebastian stopped his arm and head butted Noah. His former self fell back as Sebastian got up and grabbed his sword. Dashing forward, Sebastian swung his sword. Noah pulled out his pistol and the two weapons met with sparks in the air. His former aimed and pulled the trigger several times. Sebastian groaned in pain as the bullets embedded in his arm. He fell to the ground as Noah held the gun to his head.

"You should've left them alone."

"I wasn't going to leave them to die!" Sebastian sprung up and uppercutted Noah. His former stumbled back as Sebastian hit the gun out of his hand before kneeing him in the gut. "You never would've left. What part of Noah wants his friends to die?! That's not smart or cautious! That's cowardly!"

He head butted Noah again and seemed to break his nose. "And that's something they would've hated!"

Noah smirked before pulling down a metal armband. The armband expanded into a metal glove that punched hard against Sebastian's gut. "They would've been fine!"

Noah pulled down the other armband and held his palm out. Red energy surged through and fired right at Sebastian. This sent the man flying across the field and into another building.

"Ouch." Sebastian pulled himself up and held onto his arm. "We've been trapped in this life for too long."

"You sound like a broken fucking record." Noah grunted before aiming his hands again. Sebastian dived out of the way as Noah began blasting the building with reckless abandon. Moving behind some cover, he waited until Noah slowed down. His former panted hard before seeing a shadow move above him.

"Look out below!" He landed on Noah and the ground cracked again. Sebastian punched Noah in face with all his strength and the ground shattered once again like glass. The two fell down into the black and red abyss before Noah began to float. Sebastian did the same and looked at his reflection.

"Sebastian please hurry. If you do not I will have to pull out."

"Listen to him Sebastian. His sounds tired. And you can't beat me if you're not in here!" Sebastian growled at him before launching himself at him once more. The two went flying throughout the landscape. The empty world deteriorating with their battle. Noah smirked as his saw Zenyatta's arms begin to slowly flicker. Sebastian saw this and kicked Noah in the groin. The former held back his tongue, but Sebastian threw him away.

Seeing the bright stream of his memories, Sebastian flew up there with his arm outstretched. His eyes began to brighten as he got closer. The voices, the images became stronger, emotions of both good and bad nature were flaring, and he could almost see where it all began.

Nice going my son.

Sebastian felt himself come to a full stop when his hand was just before the woman's face. Her gray lab coat was moving with the movement of the memories.

"What the hell lady?"

This is not how you will overcome your demons. It will only provide only minimal comfort and so you will receive only the minimal reward.

"Sebastian!" Noah was flying up to him. Sebastian braced himself when the woman in grey waved her hand and stopped Noah in his tracks. He screamed at the restriction and turned to Sebastian.

"What the hell did you do?!"

"N-nothing." Sebastian stuttered. Noah struggled against his bonds as the woman in gray waved her hand. He flew away and disappeared. Sebastian looked at the woman as she turned to the stream and reached for it. The light waved around her arm and formed an apple. She plucked it from the "branch" and presented it to Sebastian.

This should be enough my son. A just prize for coming this far.

Sebastian reached for the light and gently took it from her hands. "Th-thank you?" He held it within in his hand and raised it up to his lips. His teeth broke through its skin and into the meat of it. Sebastian suddenly felt his mind warp into an torrent of colors and sounds. He fell to his knees as the world around him formed the town again.

"Noah, you don't have to chase after them. Your mom's gonna wanna see us before he presentation to Overwatch happen." A fourteen year old said to him. Sebastian saw a twelve year old boy sigh. "Well you can see her, but those stupid kids took Father Ray's bible! I can't return to church next Sunday and tell him some punks took it. I need it back!"

"Noah, you know Father Ray will hold no grudge if that happens. He said it himself, it's an old copy. Why not let those street punks have that?"

"Cause they stole it from me and stealing's wrong!" The teen grinned. "You saying I'm wrong."

"No Burr, the difference is that you're cool. Cool people like you and me don't get in trouble especially since you help out with those charity events Father Ray holds."

Burr sighed. "Come on Noah it's still stealing besides I-" His phone rang. Burr pulled it out and looked at the message. "Merde. I need to go. Look don't do anything reckless ok. If you're still bothered by it, I'll help you find it. Just don't go after them. Ok?"

"Ok dad." Noah said. Burr shook his head. "I like brother more." Burr ran to the corner and disappeared. Noah waited for about a minute and turned around to where he last saw those other teens. He knelt down and looked at the ground. "Footprints. Follow these and it'll lead me to them."

Noah followed the footsteps for a little while. And with each set wearing down, Noah found a new lead toward the thieves. He kept running around till he heard chortling. And papers ripping. His heart dropped as he ran toward an alleyway.

"This thing was old as fuck man. Why'd bother stealing it?"

"I thought it be worth something, but nope. It's just a piece of garbage. You need to pick out better targets."

"Come on guys, I said I was sorry! I thought that kid had something." Noah peaked around the corner and saw three teens standing over a small fire. They tossed something in and Noah watched the paper ball burn. He felt himself freeze as he watched that happen.

"Hey!" The three looked at his direction and Noah looked pissed. "That's my friend's book you're ripping up! Give it back."

The teens looked at each before scoffing at Noah. "Here take this piece of shit. It's useless." Noah saw the leathery cover of Father Ray's bible.

"You assholes. You're gonna pay for this!"

"...really? And who's gonna do that? You?" The teens laughed as Noah felt anger run through him. He clenched his fist and tried to stop himself, but he couldn't. Noah threw the first punch and decked one of the teens in the face. He didn't go down, but he held onto his cheek. "You've done it now."

Noah felt instant regret as their bemused demeanor turned menacing. "We're gonna turn your head inside out before throwing it in the river."

And as any sensible person would do, Noah ran as fast as his body could carry him. The teens chased him through the alleyways until they cornered him. "Now you're gonna pay."

"Can we talk about this?" Noah bargained. He was answered with a slap on the ear and punch in the gut. He fell to the floor and groaned loudly. He felt hot tears rise up as the teens surrounded him. They were about to begin beating on him before someone threw a stick at them.

"Hey leave him alone!" A voice called out. It was disoriented due to the slap. "Burr?"

The lead teen looked at the savior and shook his head. "Better leave girly. This jerk had it coming."

"Three on one isn't exactly fair." Noah didn't know what happened next, but he saw his attackers flee with a few bruises and one with a welt. "And don't pick on anyone again!"

The girl had a white sundress on and dark skin. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Noah saw her lower her hand. He reached up and grabbed it. Her grip was strong. "I'm sure those jerks will leave you alone now."

"Probably. They're not even from my district." Noah looked at his savior and she had a bright smile. "Looks like I've been saved by a hero."

"You're welcome and besides I'm sure someone would've helped you." Noah rubbed the back of his head. "I don't think so. But thank you nonetheless."

"But be careful please. It's not everyday you get saved." Noah blushed at the attention this girl was giving him. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Habiti! Where are you?" A woman called. The girl looked at the direction of the woman and Noah could see she was wearing a blue uniform. "I've got to go. Have a nice day!"

Noah felt his heartbeat a little faster as he watched the girl begin to walk away. "Thanks hero and you too." She giggled and soon met up with the woman.

"That was reckless of you running away."

"I was helping someone mama!" The woman's glare softened and patted the girl on the head. "Well why didn't you say so. I guess Overwatch is gaining a new hero."

"Really?!" The girl had sparkles in her eyes. "Not yet habiti. Not until you're older." The woman copes. The two walked away as Noah rubbed his hand. That was a nice girl.

Sebastian woke up on the mat. Zenyatta was floating above him. "That was quite the experience. I never seen such a battle."

"Zenyatta we've got to go back!"

"Please explain."

"Look there was...I got a memory back and I...I don't know how to explain it. But we must go back!"

"Then you must go without me."

"What?"

"When we dived into your mind it was with the sole intention of testing the waters of what your mind is. I never thought it would end up like this, but such an event is volatile. Dangerous for both our minds."

Sebastian opened his mouth to argue, but recalling the battle with Noah...Noah! He looked around the room for any sign of the phantom. He focused on his own mind and found nothing. He was...silent.

"Is something the matter?"

"I can't hear him."

"Noah?" Sebastian nodded. "This is...interesting. I don't remember you defeating him."

"It's something alright. I don't know if I..." Zenyatta put a hand on Sebastian's shoulder. "Relax my friend. Your demon is gone."

"But so are my memories. I need those back!"

"I'm sure you'll remember something in time." Sebastian wanted to retort, but his vision went blurry. He stumbled and Zenyatta caught him. "Easy my friend. A dive into your psyche is very exhausting not only for me, but for the subject as well. Please rest."

Sebastian just laid himself on the ground. "I...know there's something I'm missing. But thank you Zenyatta for your help." The Omnic nodded. Sebastian went to sleep and tried reimagining that new memory. Seeing himself from the past made him feel something. Hope perhaps.

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*Next Time*

"You know how to use that thing?" Ana said. Sebastian laughed as he picked up the sniper rifle. "I'm sure I can fire a gun." He turned around and still saw no Noah.

Amélie will be fine. There's no stress to it." Burr paced the medical room impatiently. Fareeha was there with a few bandages on her own. "All I know is that I'm going to personally kill the one responsible for beating on my girlfriend!"

Sombra kept digging through the security cameras of Reaper's cell when Gideon's face appeared. "Hello, Sombra. You've been peeking a little too closely. I wonder what I got to do."

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And know my time here is done! My schedule for updates now is going to be a little wonky. I got a lot of ideas, but for now I wanted you all to enjoy this more action packed chapter.

Also did anyone see that new story Among New Heroes? Pretty cool right. Well it won't involve any specific storyline from here but I just wanted to put that out there. It won't spoil my story. Anyways Review as always and let's see if we can reach one hundred on favorite!