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Jacob just barely managed to turn and sprint after the half-dryad. Junkrat screaming bloody murder as Hanzo's son tried to kill him. Akira was right behind him, seriously considering slowing down time around her cousin to give Junkrat a chance to live. Jacob however, had a better idea apparently, sliding around in front of Haru.

"Come on! We don't have time for this! We've got three talon bases to infiltrate and less than a day to do it!"

Haru settled down and returned to his fully human form. He glanced over to Jacob and nodded a bit as his bow was summoned into his hand.

"Just give me the locations. They will become one with the forest."

Jacob nodded.

"I know it."

He confirmed before giving the exact coordinates of three Talon bases and gave the vague.

"Clean House."

Order as Haru walked off. Akira right next to him as Ana looked over his shoulder.

"And what exactly does Clear House mean?"

Jacob didn't even turn.

"It's a nicer way of saying leave no survivors."

Ana coughed a bit, choking at the bluntness of his response as the boy walked off to get Adrianna and Cairo and Jayesh dismissed themselves to take down another few Talon cells. The end result being a day of Angela and Reinhardt getting to know their kids. Which almost made Angela want to cry when she asked the quiet question of when was her daughter's birthday.

"I don't celebrate it, but it was Christmas."

Destiny mumbled, showing a lot more of her naturally kind and sweet nature.

"Why don't you celebrate it?"

Angela asked as they worked.

"You died. On my seventh birthday I got the news that you'd died earlier that morning on a mission. Yay, Merry Christmas, Happy Birthday. Why bother."

Angela almost cried and hugged her daughter tightly, Destiny squeaking a bit at the sudden surge of affection. Getting used to it quickly.

"Uh...Mum. It's really not an issue! I'm fine!"

She grumbled, having forgotten her mother was incredibly sensitive and overprotective. Something she had somewhat missed after her mother's death growing up.

"I know, but I still wish I could've been there."

Destiny smiled.

"Yeah, you could've listened to me complain about the people asking if being a medicine prodigy was genetic. I got my first doctorate in Medicine at ten."

Angela had nothing to say, and simply held her tighter.

"I'm so….so so proud of you."

Destiny smiled broadly and cuddled her mother a bit more.

"Maybe being called mini-Ziegler by Athena will be bearable now."

She grumbled. Angela laughing, having no doubt that the child would've been called mini-Ziegler, and going back to work, learning about her daughter while Reinhardt and his son got to know each other better a few rooms away.

"Haha! Outsmarted by my own son."

Reinhardt laughed as the two played chess. Richard grinned.

"I was always told I got my strategic thinking from my mother. No wonder."

He teased. Reinhardt only laughed louder at his son's witty remarks, something he knew for sure, without even meeting his mother, that the boy had gotten from her.

Over the small course of time the two had been talking, Reinhardt had gotten to know a lot about his son. Even learning a bit about the boy's mother as they talked. All things considered, he and his son weren't all that different. Which was something he could appreciate.

"So how did you not end up being sent on a mission?"

Reinhardt asked. Richard shrugged.

"I was asked to wait for the next two from our team. I think it's Farouk and Noche."

Reinhardt looked confused.

"And they are?"

Richard thought about it before pulling up a holographic picture from his watch of the two of them. The picture being of a young man, no older than Richard, clearly of arabic descent. He had fairly long black hair, and golden eyes, one of which being covered by a black eye patch. Other than that, the boy was wearing an armored uniform similar to the original Overwatch uniform. On his right arm was a name tag that said Cpt. F. Amarari, and across his back was a sniper rifle. However, the girl next to him was drastically different. She was wearing an equally militarized outfit consisting of armored black pants and boots, an armored blood red vest over a black shirt, and her eyes being a rather haunting shade of red. As if to match the ensemble. She was of hispanic descent from what Reinhardt could tell, and her hair was stylized, the right side of her head being shaved to make room for cybernetic implants that he realized were not only on her head, but connected to her spine and limbs. She was a living computer.

"Who are their parents? Is Farouk a sibling to Cairo or-"

There was a new voice behind him.

"I'm technically his Uncle despite us being the same age. And as for parentage, my mother is Ana Amari, and my father is Illidan. Though luckily for me, I inherited my mother's sense of loyalty, rather than my father's."

Reinhardt blinked. Looking the boy over, he could tell that there were some traits Farouk had to have gotten from his father, such as his height, and a weapon inheritance as far as Reinhardt could tell that came from this Illidan character. The two glowing blue swords hanging from the boy's hips.

"If you're here then where is your friend Noche?"

Farouk pointed in a dark corner and spooked Reinhardt when he pointed out the girl in the picture, just leaning against a wall with a small gun in her hand, a strangely familiar black and silver overcoat concealing any other possible weapons.

"Do I really want to know who her other parent is other than I'm guessing Sombra?"

The girl stepped out of the shadows and nodded.

"Better I tell you now."

She explained before stepping forth and startling Reinhardt further when her face started to twist and morph into that of a monstrous being before returning to the face of a young girl.

"My father is Dehaka. An Apex Predator. I can essentially shapeshift into a form more similar to his on a whim. Oh, and the words you are what you eat are quite literal to me. A drop of blood and all of a sudden I can unattatch myself in time."

She said smoothly.

"That, and thanks to my ever so loving mother, I can find out just about anything from anyone. I'm essentially the intelligence unit for our friends. With the strength and biological ooze in my cybernetics to be unhackable and nearly unkillable."

Reinhardt blinked. These kids were a little too close to being incredibly overpowered.

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