"Rise and shine Angela, time to greet the new and wonderful day."

The AI's voice made Mercy clutch her head in pain, her breathing already erratic as she slowly opened her eyes to the brightness of the sun bearing down on her. How had they gotten here so quickly? Or had it taken longer than she imagined? She had no real indication of time's passage but she knew that she had to get out of this damned ship. Doing her best to stand, Mercy looked around at where she had ended up. She was only partially thankful that the AI had been able to deliver them safely to their destination. A bigger part of her had hoped the ship would have crashed, if only to end this nightmare of a life she was currently living through. Her hand clutched the side of the ship tightly as she crawled over it, landing on her feet but wobbling a slight bit as her equilibrium felt strangely off.

"What... is going on?" She muttered out loud, looking around and getting a sense for where she was. She had only seen Numbani a few times in her life, mainly for relaxation purposes. The place was well known for it's equal rights for both man and omnic, the city having flourished during the crises while many had suffered through the turmoils.

"Whatever do you mean Angela? We arrived at our destination. You must have fallen asleep on the way here." The AI's voice was rather calm and collected, though there was an edge in his words. Mercy did her best not to question his seemingly limited memory of what had truly transpired, giving the answer she had received little thought so the AI wouldn't take her over once more. As much as she wanted to fight back, there wasn't anything she could truly do if the thing could just control her body at any given moment. She took a deep breath as she began to walk, her feet seeming to know where they were going all on their own, a sense of direction filling her head. It was growing obvious that the AI was just as eager to get free of her as she was of it, though the subtle hints without any real answers were starting to grow old.

"Where are we going? Who are we meeting? How are they going to even get you out of my head?" Every question grew a bit more hostile, the need for answers the only thing driving the woman at this point. She was trying to stay focused and not remember what she had done before they had left. She had already been tricked by the AI once now, how many other things had he simply thrown into her head to try and keep her compliant? It now dawned on her that she had given herself to the AI in order to leave the way she had. She smacked herself in the head as she realized that it was that that allowed the thing to take over her body.

"Also, no smart remarks about that?" She added in after all of these realizations, noting that the AI hadn't chimed in to take any cheap shots about how easily she had been manipulated in a time of weakness.

"For what Angela? Asking questions? No no, we're so very close to being rid of each other that I find no real pleasure in such things. In fact, I think I'm gonna miss you!" The voice was obviously sarcastic, causing Mercy to groan a bit as she shook her head. He had avoided the first few questions, though she had been given an answer in what he had said. A small smirk came to her lips as she let her mind wander with thoughts.

Thoughts of who she had left, what she had done, though the anger inside her soon took over these thoughts. They turned into stomping the AI into dirt, blowing him up, crushing him in any possible way she could. She waited for some sort of response, though nothing ever came. Was she finally free of him in her thoughts? She wasn't quite sure how, but even in this dark time the ability to have her private thoughts all to herself once more made the woman smile a tad. She noted that she had stopped walking, looking up to the large building that they had been brought to by the AI's control over her legs. Mercy instantly recognized the place as a very large attraction here in Numbani. The museum had been a rather wonderful place to visit, with more than it's fair share of interesting exhibits over the years. They had even borrowed a few items from Overwatch over the years, though many things were kept around once Overwatch had officially been shut down.

"A museum? Here I thought you knew everything!" Mercy quipped with a slight chuckle, though her joy was short lived as she picked something up from behind her. She had thankfully attached her pistol to her hip, allowing her to whip around and point it directly in the face of... Amelie?

"A-Amelie? What... what are you doing here?" Mercy looked over the blue toned woman, her expression the now usual scowl of seriousness. The woman seemed rather casually dressed, her hair down along her back, her high tech visor missing from her head at the moment.

"Oh Amelie! So glad you could join us my dear, I take it you found the area easy enough?" Why was the AI talking to the woman as if she could hear him? Mercy slowly put her gun down, though her finger was still on the trigger out of caution. Something wasn't right about this.

"Angela, so very nice to see you once again. Anubis, not so much for you. Can we get this over with? I have things to do..." Amelie sighed as she stepped closer to Mercy, taking her hair and pulling it over one shoulder as she turned around. A large red mark was easily visible on the back of her neck, the same as...

"Wait... he did this to you too? When? How?" Mercy put her pistol away as she got closer, looking over the mark rather inquisitively. Amelie scowled a bit harder and pulled away, scoffing as she put her hair back the way it was.

"Don't touch me. We have nothing but this in common and you should remember that." The words were cold as Amlie continued, though talking to Anubis this time around.

"Why didn't you tell her? I know the half inside me certainly wouldn't shut up about it."

"My dear Amelie, there was no reason to tell Angela here, she was already all in a tizzy as it was. Anyway, yes. Both of you have a half of my system inside your noggins. So we take them out of each of you and put them back into a nice little chip or something and lookie there, I'm out of your hair!" The AI was talking like a giddy schoolgirl about all this, like it was some sort of experiment or just another day in the park for him.

"I take it you also brought your little friend along, dear Amelie?" Mercy froze in her place as she heard this. She only knew of one other person Amelie worked with.

"No... not Ga-" She was cut off by the sudden realization that someone was behind her now, her breathing picking up it's pace as she hovered her hand over her pistol in anticipation to fight if need be.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you doc. Last time I checked, you don't have the best track record with sewing people back up, heh..." The voice made Mercy both tense and relaxed at the same time. While it wasn't Gabriel, the voice was from an unknown source. Slowly she put her hands up and turned around to find herself face to face with a hispanic woman, who couldn't be much older than Lena. She wore a rather strange purple outfit, the gun in her hand painted to match with a silly looking little skull sprayed onto it. Mercy sized up the girl, wondering what in the world she was even doing here. Her expression was soon soured as the girl pulled away and laughed openly at the obvious fear that Mercy was currently experiencing.

"Hey now doc, don't look so tense! If we were gonna hurt ya, you'd know it by now, right?" The girl smiled and put her gun away, her left hand coming up and tapping at a few suddenly appearing tiles. Mercy was soon looking at herself, or at least, her file. How had she...?

"Angela Ziegler, also known as Mercy. Mercy huh? Weird title considering what Gabe says about you..." The file was swept away quickly as the girl walked past Mercy and gave her a pat on the shoulder.

"Don't worry though, I've been doing stuff like this for ages. I'm more than practiced." The girl walked over to Amelie and tried to pat her shoulder as well, only to be quickly dodged and scowled at.

"You're only here because we couldn't have anyone else do this sort of thing without it being reported. Understand? ...Sombra!" The girl had looked away and was already messing with files once more as she was scolded, her eyebrows rising as she looked back at Amelie with a shit eating smirk.

"Oh, yeah. Super secret, don't tell anyone, hush hush, got it..." The girl had brought up a small screen that had a very memorable face to it. That of the AI.

"Anubis huh? Sounds like a big jerk, but hey, not my place to judge is it?" Sombra smiled and soon sat down right in the middle of the plaza, waving at both women to join her, patting spots beside her on each side.

"Come now ladies, don't be shy! I don't bite!"

Mercy and Amelie looked one another, both scowling at each other a bit before joining the girl on the ground, being scooted around to where they were back to back, far enough apart so that neither could complain about resting on the other. Sombra was soon tapping away at her hologram tiles, swiping and fluidly typing away at whatever it was she had to do.

"Oohhhhkay now ladies... this might sting just a bit, depending on just how madly in love with this adorable little AI you are!" She snickered as she touched the women on their marks, her sharp nails digging into each ever so slightly, causing both women to flinch in pain for a second.

"Ah, well my dear Angela it has been quite fun. But I suppose it is time for me to finally leave you. Just remember everything I taught you. Oh and perhaps you should join up with these guys? They seem like a better fit for you, and that's totally not because everyone with Overwatch probably hates you or anything like that. After going through your mind a dozen or so times, I'm sure that if you apologize enough to Gabriel, he would forgive you. Well, maybe I could talk to him about it, since we're going to be getting to know each other rather well anyway!"

Mercy felt her heart sink as the AI spoke so eagerly about meeting up with Gabriel. Had this been the plan? How had he even gotten into contact with Gabriel? Obviously he could have used Amelie to speak for him but Mercy hadn't seen Gabe in such a long time and she doubted that he spent too much time with Amelie outside of any kind of mission they might have had. Even then, it had only been a few days or so since this had happened. Mercy's mind raced as she felt her heart starting to beat faster and faster, her breathing picking up.

"Ey, calm down lady, I know it can't hurt that badly!" Sombra complained openly as she worked, her lips pursed as a small screen slowly filled up with the data of Anubis, already close to completely full.

"One last thing before I leave Angela." The AI sounded as though he had been holding something back this entire time, though he also seemed slightly giddy to admit whatever it was. The next line was whispered and echoed in Mercy's mind.

"Fareeha never kissed you."

With that, the cloud in Mercy's mind was lifted, her body going limp and falling back against Amelie as the exertion from the past day or so finally hit her like a truck. She had been sleeping so much, passing out so many times that this almost felt natural now.

"Err, ey Amy... your girl here is passing out..." Sombra looked over Mercy, snapping her fingers and poking at her cheeks. Amelie sighed and shook her head at the name she was called.

"You know my name, say it properly. Also, I don't really care. We have what Gabe wanted, we need to leave. She'll be fine on her own." The cold words from Amelie were starting to grow fuzzy and warbled as Mercy began to drift off, her mind racing with what the AI had said but her body shutting down from the sheer inability to deal with the stress of what had just been pulled from her. She was surprised that her lungs still worked, each breath long and drawn out in order to get as much air as possible. A gravely voice was the last thing she heard before passing out once more.

"Bring her inside, Widow."