I roamed parts of North Carolina, I was looking for a temporary shelter, to rest up maybe a week or so. The small town I was in was empty, void of life, aside from the overgrowth of grass and ivy. It made good for hiding. I walked through a alley and heard voices, grabbing my gun I moved in to investigate. I stopped by an open door way and took a careful glance in. Seven soldiers stood there, weapons up, just past them on the ground sat someone in black, though I could not see who it was. I could tell they were holding their side, clearly injured.

"Sir." One of the soldiers said holding the comm button on the side of their helmet. "We've located a rogue Overwatch agent." He paused as if listening to his orders. "Yes, sir." He responded then turned to the agent, drawing up his gun. "Kill on sight. He has one bullet left so watch out." He ordered his recon team.

Gritting my teeth a moment, I took a deep breath, slipped the gun away and grabbed my staff, walking into the room. "Hello, boys." I chimed in and the quickly spun around. Without wasting a second, I swung my staff out hitting their guns as they began firing. I spun around them, killing as I went, stabbing out my staff or using stray bullets to kill their own members. When I thought they were all down, I heard a yell and someone charging, I was about to turn when I heard a gun go off and the soldier suddenly drop.

I looked over at the agent to see him staring at his shotgun, I moved over to him and he quickly raised the shotgun pointing it at me. This man was dressed entirely in black, even the small armor pieces he had were black, the only color on him was the skull helmet he had on that resembled an animal, a bull or goat, wasn't entirely certain, that was never touched so still had that bone color to it.

Chuckling, I walked up to him, but he kept the gun pointed at my head. I then kneeled beside him. "I have a gun pointed to you head, yet still you draw closer." He said, his voice more demonic than anything. It was deep and terrifying.

"One. If you were going to shoot me you would have done it already. Two. I know you only had one bullet left, which was so nicely put in that gentlemen head over there." I said and my eyes traveled to his side.

"I'm fine. Leave." He growled.

I set the staff on the ground beside me and leaned closer anyway, pulling his hand away. I saw the bullet wound and sighed softly. "If I don't remove that bullet it will poison you."

"Fine. Remove it then leave."

"Very well." I pulled a small dagger out of my boot and carefully wedge the bullet out, then picked up my staff pointing it at the wound, healing it shut. "There you go." I smiled and stood, waving my hand, I healed him up completely and placed the staff away on my back under the robe.

"Don't expect a thanks."

"Oh, I won't Reyes." He sharply looked at me and I chuckled lightly. "My apologies, I suppose you don't go by that name anymore, do you? What was it again? Reaper?"

"How do you know me?"

"We've worked together once or twice." I shrugged then lowered the hood exposing my helmet.

"Phoenix. Should have assumed. No other healer would have stopped to help me."

"Eh, not my business to know or to care why. I see a fellow in need and I help, that's cause enough for me."

"Even though I betrayed Overwatch?"

"And lead a rebel alliance against then? Again, not my business don't care." I answered simply. "I will leave you be now. Take care, Reaper." I headed for the door, "Oh!" I looked at him from over my shoulder. "You owe me one." I pulled the hood back up and disappeared out into the alley.

Several months passed by, I roamed from state to state, always moving. I avoided all signs of human life, not wanting to be bothered by it. One night, I was rummaging through a warehouse, a place I thought was abandoned, but it was a trap. Smoke went off and I shielded from it, coughing and trying to clear my throat. Gun fire started to rain over me and I dashed trying to find cover. Landing behind a crate, I grabbed my thigh to try and stop the bleeding, cursing to myself.

Taking in a deep breath, I heard clicks and slowly glanced up to see a row of twenty soldiers standing there, all guns pointed at me. One soldier walked up to me and forcefully ripped the cloak off of me then moved back. "Sir, we found her." A second pause. "Yes sir." He aimed down his sight and the other soldiers followed.

I felt something off all of the sudden and glanced down. A spot between us began growing darker as shadows began to seep from this hole. The soldiers seemed shaken by it and stepped back. Seeing a figure emerge from the shadow I suddenly freaked and ducked, laying flat to the ground. I heard several gunshots go off, then silence. Slowly sitting up, I saw Reaper standing there, but he ignored me and walked over to a soldier that was crawling away. He stepped on his hand that was reaching for a gun, then kicked him so he was laying on his back. Without wasting any more time, he fired a bullet into his chest, then tossed his guns away, empty.

I rest my head back on the crate and sighed, trying to relax. "We're even." Reaper said and I lifted my head to look at him but he was looking away from me.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"I thought you didn't care, it wasn't your business." He said finally turning to look at me.

"I find it odd after a decade of never running across an ex-agent, I have suddenly run across you, twice."

"Would it comfort you to know I was following you?"

"More like creep me out." I mumbled glancing down at my leg. "Damn it to hell." I sighed and pulled out my dagger, though my hands were shaking from blood loss.

"You're useless." He growled walking over to me and kneeling down. Ripping the dagger out of my hand, he suddenly froze.

"All you do is-"

"Silence." He hissed and I did. Then, very suddenly, he picked me up and rushed for the door. "It's about to get very cold." He warned.

"Wait-what do you mean by-" I was cut off as his entire body shifted into an invincible shadow, and me along with it, the second we were out of the building. Then, the entire warehouse exploded in flames causing me to flinch.