"Mierda!"

Metal grated against the pavement as the bull dragged his hoof against the ground, and Pilar, startled by the sudden appearance of her partner, backed up straight into Roadhog's belly. The man's hand fell heavily onto Pilar's shoulder, in an almost protective fashion, and the flashing of the red light in Trueno's eyes had her stomach dropping straight out of her. Or so it felt. As far as she knew, his programming did not allow his eyes to turn such a color–they were usually a warm, kind blue.

Something was off.

"Trueno, did you go somewhere?" Pilar asked, tilting her head as she gazed at him. "You'd just gone outside…are you okay?"

"ɴever вeттer." There was an odd inflection to his voice, one that was even more peculiar than the glowing red of his eyes, and yet Pilar was still determined to see through. Composing herself after a moment, the woman cleared her throat, brushing her dark locks out of her face before slowly approaching the omnic, her hand reaching out to touch his metal snout. He did not draw away as she drew nearer, yet there was something about the outline of his body that seemed dangerously off.

Her hand was mere inches away from him, and Pilar could feel a static shock travel from his head thru her mech hand, and where the arm met her shoulder, she felt an aching pain pinch her nerves.

"Joder! Trueno, what's wrong, what are you doing?!" She could feel Junkrat and Roadhog growing tense behind her; Pilar knew that Junkrat was hardly done with his mental break, and she was afraid that the redness of Trueno's eyes might trigger another episode that he might not recover from. Still, as she pressed on to try and figure out what the hell was wrong with her friend, a soft, amused chuckle filled the air around them, as though moving quickly, and Pilar was not unable to pin where it was that the sound came from. It wasn't until the air above Trueno's back shimmered and crackled, as though there was a glitch in the world itself, that she realized exactly how much trouble they were in.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, amiga."

From nothing, there was something, and that something was actually a woman, violet eyes alight in amusement at the obvious shock in Pilar's expression. Her lips were curved in a smug grin, and she sat on the bull's back as though she owned him, stroking one of his long horns with a careful, almost loving touch.

Pilar hissed in surprise, her hand reaching for Relampago, taking the polearm tightly in her fist. Though it took a moment, the junkers, too, readied their weapons, and while the woman atop Trueno might have technically been outnumbered, the smile she wore suggested otherwise.

"C'mon, why the long faces, eh?" the woman continued, rolling her eyes with a lazy shrug of her shoulders. "You look like you've seen a ghost. Or maybe a shadow spooked you." Pilar's jaw clenched as the woman slid from Trueno's back with grace, her feet making a softtap on the ground. She stretched her neck, the sharp crack of her bones causing Pilar to shiver, and she drew lazily nearer, her eyes fixed on the small Spaniard.

"Dios, you look just like him," she observed, her hand reaching for Pilar's chin, forcing her face upward so that the stranger might better look. "No wonder he said it would be easy to find you."

She could hear Junkrat growling from behind her, and Pilar knew it was only a matter of time before he'd pounce, whether on Trueno or the woman, she did not know, but she would stall as long as she could–she wouldn't let them be hurt on her account.

"Who the hell are you?" she asked, breaking away from the junkers for a moment when the woman backed away, her eyes still focused on Pilar's face, her lips curved into a smug grin. Pilar's grip on Relampago tightened, and she activated the latch in her arm that would shoot the banderillas at her adversary. Of course, she was not about to attack yet; she might have liked to stun the woman and get the fuck out of there, but attacking her first gave her an opening to attack Pilar in response.

"I work with your dad, amiga, old Madera, you know," she answered, quirking her brows as Pilar followed her. She knew she was being a fool, separating herself from Junkrat and Roadhog, putting the bull in between them, but this woman was egging her on, urging her to approach with the promise of information.

"So you're in Talon, then, amiga," Pilar replied, eyes narrowing when the woman came to a halt, her arms folding over her chest, hand resting on her chin. "Because as far as I know,Sangre is still a part of your organization."

"Ah, shit, you're right, Pilarita," she continued, sighing in mock disappointment as though she'd been found out. "I am a part of Talon, but this isn't a killing mission, chica. This is arecruitment mission."

A mixture of surprise and disgust crossed Pilar's features as she took a step back, the pointed end of Relampago shifting toward the woman. Her fingers tapped her chin thoughtfully as she watched Pilar, a slight spark to the tips of her fingers illuminating her face in a pinkish light.

"If you think, for a minute, that I'd join Talon…"

"You're already halfway there, you know," she said, gesturing at Trueno, who had not moved, even an inch. His focus was still on Junkrat and Roadhog, and the pointed tips of his horns seemed to spark in electrical energy from one end to the other. "Your partner there was easy; he signed right up. It didn't take a lot of convincing, you know, so I'm sure you'd be happy to come along with."

She knew there had been something wrong with Trueno, as her gaze flickered back to the omnic bull. Before her eyes, his stance seemed to become more threatening, as though he made to charge the others, and panic flashed through her eyes as they fell on Junkrat, his twitching features and tapping figures merely moments away from shredding her companion limb from limb. Any other time, she might have been worried, but now, Pilar was unsure as to whether Trueno was even in there, anymore.

"Who are you?" Pilar persisted, taking a threatening step forward. They may have been on more equal levels now, but Pilar was still shorter than the woman, and her attempt at intimidation hardly bothered her.

"Since you asked so nicely," she answered with a sarcastic sigh, pinching Pilar's chin between her thumb and forefinger. "My name is Sombra."

Shit. She had heard the name before; whispers of Sombra had always followed Sangre around. Shadow and blood, blood and shadow. This woman was an elite hacker, with a signature technique, and far more dangerous than she appeared. The color drained from Pilar's face as she immediately backed away, her dark eyes widening as Sombra laughed. It now was obvious that Trueno was beyond saving, unless they somehow managed to dismantle Sombra, but Pilar now realized that she had been a victim of her powers before…and it was that which had brought she and the junkers together.

"We have to get the fuck out of here!" she cried, running headlong into Junkrat, tugging on his arm, pausing only to cast a glance at Roadhog as well. They both seemed taken aback by her panic; clearly, one woman and an omnic bull that Roadhog had easily overpowered before would be no issue for he and Junkrat, but as they heard mechanical gears and activating robots from within the hideout they had just occupied. Junkrat's head snapped to the room, which now glowed red in the light of the bastion units that had been hidden within, and something flashed across his face–anger, hatred, a thirst for destruction. But Pilar could not let them sit behind and destroy as many bots as they could; from behind Sombra, she could see more agents of Talon appear, and the smug expression of the woman as she approached Trueno, her hand running lightly along his side as she stepped toward his head, had Pilar shuddering at what was to come. She came to a rest beside his great horn, pausing as she whispered, right at his audio receptors.

"Get them, mi precioso~"

The glow of Trueno's eyes brightened, his hoof grazing against the ground, and Pilar could hear the gears within him speeding up as he prepared to charge. Fucks sake, how could this happen? Unless her father had been keeping tabs on her…

Suddenly, she felt an arm wrap around her waist tightly, pulling her flush against Junkrat, and not a moment later, she felt herself being launched into the air as an explosion caused a diversion for their escape. Dust filled the air and Pilar coughed, rubbing her eyes as they were flung several feet back, and yet, there was not a moment to spare as she felt a pair of hands grab her from under her arms, hoisting her to her feet, before she was being dragged along again.

Roadhog brought up the rear as he, Pilar, and Junkrat ran through the allies of Salamanca, letting loose another bomb every now and then as the Talon agents drew nearer. She was honestly surprised that Roadhog, with his stature, and Junkrat, with his obvious disability, were able to run as well as they were, but of course, being chased by not only Talon members, but Bastion units and a bull who was dangerous on his own, the adrenaline really did have it's advantages.

"Why didn't ya tell us 'bout yer dad?!" Junkrat roared, lobbing another grenade over his shoulder, eyes fixing on Pilar as she ran. "Did ya not think it'd be, I dunno, important?!"

"I didn't think they'd be recruiting!" she roared back, more in fear than anything. "I didn't think they were after me!" From behind them, Roadhog unleashed a torrent of ammunition from his weapon at the oncoming horde, and Pilar could ear the bullets thud against their bodies, causing her stomach to lurch uneasily. Screams filled the air as more and more were taken out, and after a moment, Junkrat planted another mine, yelling at Pilar and Roadhog to duck for cover. It barely took a moment for Pilar to dive out of the way, into a side-alley, and she had just enough time to cover her head as the explosion went off, causing bits of the surrounding buildings to come falling down, effectively separating them from the horde of men and omnics.

But what Pilar did not realize was that she, too, was separated from Junkrat and Roadhog.

"Oh no," she squeaked, pushing herself away from the rubble quickly, rising to her feet with the help of Relampago. "No, no, no, no, no." She could faintly hear cursing from a ways away, but Pilar dare not try to climb over the pile, right into the line of fire for Talon and hacked Bastion units. Biting her lip, she turned away, running in the opposite direction. She'd be able to find another way to them, she had to. She'd gotten them into enough trouble as it was and god, she couldn't let them get hurt.

Heart racing, Pilar turned a corner, Relampago clenched tightly in her firsts, eyes darting about in case Sombra happened to be on her tail. Fuck, how had this happened? She should have known, the first time her arm had been hacked, that Talon was behind it. She should have. But trying to escape both junkers and Talon was difficult enough as it was; really, she was in the same situation as she was the first time, but there was one difference.

She had to get back to them. To him.

Pausing for a moment, Pilar caught her breath, leaning heavily against a building's wall, feeling tears prickle in the corners of her eyes. Whether it was from dust and irritation, or fear for her and her friends' well-being, she couldn't say. Probably a bit of it all, but she could not dwell on it. She needed to get back to the junkers, her boys. Her family.

As she made to move onward, however, her plans came to a complete halt as a man's figure appeared at the end of the alleyway. Tall and broad-shouldered, the figure stood tall, with his arms folded across his chest. He wore all black, save for a patch of red near his chest, an insignia of three blood-drops, the symbol of his call-sign.

"No…"

"Hija," came the voice of Sangre, Pablo Madera, strained and saddened. She met his eyes, her eyebrows knitted together in anger and fear, and the man slowly approached her, all the while, she stepped back. However, not a few paces, and she had backed right into a hard, metal surface, which proceeded to nudge her forward again. Trueno had caught up, Sombra on his back like a queen on her thrown, and Pilar now understood how deep of shit she was in.

"Pilar, mi preciosa…it's been so long…"