The coldness bit more than frostbite. I wish my shield would give me a personal heater, but I'm sure R&D would never let my life be easy. Half of them were Angela's friends and were hell bent on keeping us apart. I never saw them give me a dirty look, but I could tell they would wish for nothing more than Swiss chocolate, vibrators, and oh yeah, for me to fall from this helicopter and shatter to a million pieces.

And for me, well, not to get to entertained with my ideas, I wished that Xera would get thrown in a pit of lit cigars. I wanted Eremera to be eaten by wolves who were chewing on lit cigars. But not Dopala. No, no, no. I wanted her to burn herself with a lit cigar and jab used needles full of heroin and liquefied cocaine while stabbing herself with poisoned knives. Maybe she should be thrown in a pit of salt after she's run out of needles and maybe her eyes will pop out from pure exhaustion before getting skinned to make a jacket for a child because she wasn't even worth her skin.

I questioned why I wanted these women to be hurt by cigars. I don't smoke. Was it because they were painful? Perhaps it was because it kind of intrigued me on how cigar burns worked? Or maybe it was because Mecree was smoking next to me.

"Hey Mecree," I turned to him. "Let me see your cigar."

He gave it to me as I pressed it on my hand. Fuck! That hurt. I gave it back to him while everyone looked at me weirdly. I ignored them. Maybe wolves with cigars were a bit overkill.

Genji stood next to me. Amélie was looking down her scope at the grounds of Nepal. I didn't see how Montoya was right though. I did some research on these Junkrat and Roadhog. Criminals that put themselves from rags to riches before just sticking to the rags.

I never really got why Nepal was their ideal hideout. I wouldn't be surprised if they were robbing these monks though. The monks were known for keeping vast jewels and idols immolated in gold and rubies. Reyes stood behind me with Mecree. My knives were ready to be drawn. The helicopter's door was open. The air was snowy and ripped at my headpiece. Lucky for me, I learned how to prepare for such conditions.

"Where do you think we should go?" Mecree asked looking around the terrain.

"I say we go to the temple. I heard there is a monk who is very high up and well with peace. They say he has the wisdom of the Dali Lama of the past. They say he wields the skill of a ninja and samurai. He may not be as awesome as me, but he'll know where they are," Reyes instructed.

"I'm setting the chopper down on the lower mountain," the pilot said. "There's a blizzard coming and I can't pilot in those conditions."

"Can you get us to the middle?" Reyes shouted.

"It's risky, but yes."

"Then get us up there," he said.

The helicopter began to descend. The snow was swirling in mini clouds on the ground as the wind was greatly horrific to Amélie. It tore at her exposed skin. I could see her baring her teeth as they chattered. I crouched next to her and pulled out my red blade. I put the flat of the metal on her skin. She flinched as she attempted to backhand me. I caught her wrist.

"Fuck you!" She said.

"Wear more clothes," I smirked.

Amélie shrugged me off and I saw her give a small grin. I sheathed my blade. The helicopter landed and I hopped out. My first order of business was to find a pair of affairs to the top of the mountain, but Genji made us stop. He seemed a little more excited.

"Genji, let's go," Mecree said.

"Sorry… I'm just, so remembering."

"What's on your mind?" I asked.

"I found myself at peace here. My master. Zenyatta. He's up there."

"Then you'll get us some slack if we piss someone off," Reyes said. He had his shotguns equipped, but at ease. Mecree flicked his cigar away and lit a new one and blew a puff of smoke out into the icy air. He let the cigar hang in his mouth. He pulled out his revolver and pulled the chamber out. He checked his ammunition and holstered the gun. Amélie was checking her rifle scope.

"Lead the way," I said to Genji. We went up the steps with small talk of how the place seemed like a beautiful place to live.

"I hate it," Reyes commented.

"You hate everything," I quipped.

"That's not true," he shot back.

"Name one thing you like."

"I like strawberry cheesecake."

"Really?" Amélie covered her mouth to cover obvious laughter.

"Got shit against strawberry cheesecake?" Reyes snarled.

"No, no," Amélie breathed from her stifled sniggering. "It's just… I'd expect you to eat something along the line of nails and bullets."

"Hey, if you want, you come by and I'll give a fresh dose of whip cream," he spoke lewdly. Amélie "accidentally" dropped her rifle and bended over. I shook my head.

"I know something else he really likes," I commented.

"Sexual harassment," Genji said.

"Teaching his favorite student," Mecree nudged Reyes which earned him a angry glare.

"Not reloading his guns," Amélie said hanging back to make small talk with Reyes. Probably to discuss arrangements. Nothing permanent.

"Strawberry cheesecake," Reyes added in.

"Well fuck," I said. "You took all my answers."

"No, we didn't," Mecree puffed. "You just don't pay attention."

"Name something else."

"He really loves Ana, a game of paintball with Jack, and ignoring Lena."

"I do not," Reyes argued.

"Cheers love," I mimicked her voice. "Whatcha lookin at? Hey, look, listen! Aw, rubbish! The world could use more heroes like you. The calvary is here!" I smiled and returned to my normal voice. "I bet those phrases describe her sex life."

Reyes pursed his lips trying to muffle the guffaws. Amélie let hers ring out beautifully. We reached the top of the steps and were enticed by the smell of oil and incense. Genji was the first to enter the temple. I followed after him. I felt the sense of tranquility and peace wafting through the air. The lovely scent made my body sway to a silent rhythm.

"Master," Genji whispered as a floating Omnic came near. He had orbs floating around his neck. They were glowing white. This must've been the one he mentioned earlier. Zenyatta.

"My student, what do you require from me?" He asked.

"I come to ask if you know of two men in the mountains. They go by the name of Roadhog and Junkrat."

"Indeed. Those two are have been robbing the temple for months now and take refugee in the lower village. They steal from and murder meditators. They break our assortments and eat all of our food forcing us into unspiritual starvation tranquil setbacks. But I sense that you are not here for that. That is rather in the young man over there," he pointed to me. "You have all come for something else."

"I have," Genji said. "I know not the intents of my comrades."

"No, you do not. Gabriel Reyes, you are here for support of the young man Nyght. Mecree, yes, I am real. Suspend your disbelief. But you, Amélie. You are hear to take my life."

Genji turned and drew his sword off his back. A green dragon encircled his blade and his arm. He was clearly about to charge. Amélie threw her gun down. I drew my knives and Mecree aimed at Genji. Reyes had his shotguns drawn, but was unsure who to aim it at. Zenyatta's orbs turned yellow and he slammed his hands together. Six more spiritual arms expanded from his body and I tried to expand my shield, but I dropped my weapons as I felt a forced calmness in my body. My eyes turned yellow like gold.

"Experience tranquility," Zenyatta's voice echoed through my ears. I dropped to my knees. Genji sheathed his blades. Amélie dropped to her knees with her hands up. Mecree fumbled his gun and holstered it. Only Reyes remained steady with his aim and constant glare of anger.

"I'm not trying to kill you," Amélie said. "The Talon just told me my next assignment was you. I was just reflecting on the decision. My loyalty will never stray from Nyght and Reyes."

"I believe you," Zenyatta hummed as the glowing stopped. The arms disappeared and the warmth was gone. My eyes became white again. The snowy coldness returned. I grabbed my knives and held them close to me. I gave a shiver despite being wrapped in heavy cloth. I looked around and saw Amélie was shivering like crazy.

"Master, show us where-"

Zenyatta put up a hand. "Nyght," he hovered to me. "You are here on a desire I do not often see in these regions. There is disquiet in your soul."

"I am here to get these fuckers and bounce out. I need them to get a trail on a daughter I didn't even know I had."

"You know not if she is real though?"

"Yes," I admitted. "I'm on blind faith."

"No. You are merely looking for hope. Tell me, what do you plan to do once you have found your lost family? Assuming they know that you even exist."

"I wish to meet them and know I will do anything for them. Do for her what I could not for her mother."

"And that is."

"Make any misinterpretations or straying."

"I still sense a chaos within."

"I will tell them the story of their mother and I."

"Alas, you find a temporary resolve. Now go, I sense that this Junkrat and Roadhog are committing crimes as we now speak."

I turned back to everyone. "Let's go, now!" I barked as we ran down the mountain leaving Zenyatta behind. I dashed down the hill and we ran through the land without stopping until we reached the bottom of the mountain where I saw the two. They looked like freaks. A fat ass and a skinny disfigured man.

"These monks are weak mate," the skinny man said. It was Junkrat. I recognized his accomplice was Roadhog. Reyes aimed his shotguns at them. Amélie started to aim. I drew my knives out and started to lead the charge. Roadhog noticed me first.

Roadhog nudged Junkrat and pointed to us. Junkrat met my eyes. "What the hell do you want?"

"I'm here on information lead. Whatbdo you know about Zøe Nïver?"

"Blimey! I aven't seen er! I assume some suit sent ya."

"Montoya said you had information."

"Montoya! There traitorous girl. Ya know where she is?"

"I can hand her over to you if you give us information and stop ruining this temple."

"Eheh! I don't make deals with suits. What'd you think I do? Trust someone after my own info!"

"No! I want to know what you know about Zøe Nïver."

"He sure does sound testy," Junkrat said to Roadhog. I hated how he was so silent behind that gas mask. I was getting tired of this guy.

"Just. Tell me. What you know." I spoke very slowly. My eyes were turning a dark red.

"Rest in pieces," Junkrat spat.

"It's time for destruction," Roadhog laughed deep and gruffly. He took his gun from his side and fired. A bullet cut my wrist and lower calf. I rolled out of the way and Mecree shot him. Junkrat shot red balls at me. One landed next to my head as my stomach was to the ground. I looked at it and put up my shield as it exploded.

I ran at them and made my knife flash. Roadhog grabbed his eyes and Junkrat stumbled back. I sliced at Roadhog. He bled slightly before he shot at me again. I was lucky to survive by just managing to get out of his way. Genji dashed forward and cut at Junkrat. Junkrat threw a mine at him and pushed him back. As the explosive went off, I threw myself at him. He dodged me and the two began to run. I chased them while my allies sent bullets at them.

The two rounded a corner indoors. I was running so fast, I slammed myself through the entire wall. I saw Roadhog was way ahead, but Junkrat turned around and I kept running at him paying no mind to why he had suddenly stopped. As I prepared to put my knife in his chest, a pain clamped on my calf. I screeched as I looked down. A bear trap clawed it's way onto me and blood came out profusely.

As the red liquid poured from a torn artery, I looked up with red puffy eyes. The pain had me dribbling consciousness. Junkrat turned and laughed. "Got'cha," he giggled as he shot another grenade at me. I tried to hit it away, but it nailed me right in the eye. I saw Amélie dashing towards me and she picked up the grenade and ran toward Junkrat.

"Amélie!" I screamed as the grenade exploded before she could throw it. Her body was on fire and it blinded me in shock. She slammed against the wall and she was burnt to baby pink and black crusty shell of what remained. Her flesh was beyond destroyed. She was unmistakably dead.

I tried to reach for her as Junkrat and Roadhog were far out. Junkrat stole one last look at me and shot off another grenade. It rolled into the room slowly and I fell down from the suffering I was agonizing from in my leg. I cried out as I struggled to my elbows. Saliva ran freely and so was the sweat. I wouldn't be surprised if I vomited.

I tried to reach for it, but the bear trap kept me in place. I looked down at it and began to push it from me. I saw a helicopter coming for us. My face was dark red from the sweat coming out of every pour. I managed to open it by an inch and pull my foot out. My leg was fucked up.

I fell to the ground right next to the grenade.

I awoke in a hospital bed. My head felt light and I was in a daze. Looking around, I proper myself out. I saw Reyes and Angela were sitting next to me. Reyes was in a light sleep in the chair. He looked like he'd been there for hours. Angela was gripping her staff tightly and she was completely pale and clammy. She was looking down at her lap and she was leaning on her staff like a support beam. I could see tears stained on her cheeks in the dim light from my lantern.

I blinked myself better. I heard the heart monitor beeping and it raised up as I began to relive what just happened. Both of my watchers perked up as I cried out. I tried to shake myself from restraints, but I was unable to. Reyes and Angela got on both sides of me as Winston lumbered in with Ana. I was thrashing as hard as I could. Winston put his hands on me and I snapped at him and broke the restraint across my chest.

"Nyght, calm down," Ana said as she tried to hold me down.

I saw Angela produce a needle full of blue liquid. As she came closer, I froze completely. My breath stopped. Nothing moved in my body but the blood in my veins. I looked around wildly.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Calm?" Ana asked.

"That depends on what happened?" I said beginning to breathe. Winston stop trying to restrain me and Reyes laid a hand on my shoulder.

"Amélie died," Reyes said after a long two seconds of my heart drumming in my chest. "When those two fuckers were running, Talon was there to get them too. We were caught in a cross fire. Junkrat killed her and Talon must've thought she was alive because they collected her body. We managed to fend them off, but they destroyed a majority of the temple. We managed to salvage their hideout and got some information for you later. Right now, Genji has resigned to help rebuild and reconnect with someone who needs forgiveness. Someone by the name of Hanzo."

I swallowed and looked around. "Where's Mecree?"

"He's getting some fresh air. Said he couldn't look at you like this. Defeated and hurt."

"That's alright. Do we have a definite move for next time?"

"Ha, ha," Reyes laughed out loud brightly. "You're not going anywhere for about two weeks. Consider yourself over watching us."

I shook my head and sat back. "Well, at least I have Winston and Angela."

"Yes, I suppose you do have me," he said awkwardly. "I think someone would like to see you."

"And who would that be?"

"Cheers love," I heard next to my ear. I looked over to see Lena to me. "You doing well?"

"I don't know. I just got put in a bed."

"It could be worse," she smiled weakly.

"Yes," I grinned back to her. "It could be worse."

"Okay," Angela put her hands on Reyes and began to guide him out. "I need to do some check ups and I can't have you guys in here. Give him some space. Visitation will be in the morning."

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Three in the morning," Lena stood up as Angela pulled on her arm.

Lena winked and blinked away. Winston adjusted his glasses and the group began to disperse. Angela closed the curtains and laid her staff down. She went and pulled out a mirror. She brought it to me. I saw I had long scar running from the edge of my lip up my face and over my right eye. It was thin and grey.

I cocked my head and grabbed the mirror and set it down by my bed and held my arms out. Angela closed her eyes and she seemed to be more relieved. She came advanced on me.

She placed her hands on my chest and laid next to me in the bed. She was nimble enough to do so. I had a feeling I didn't need a check up. She ousted everyone to get some personal time. She looked up at me and she had the eyes of a soft puppy. More accurately, the look of a angel delivering the message of mercy.

"This is a nice check up," I commented.

"It is one," she said firmly. "I just wanted to make sure you didn't forget me."

"How could I forget a angel?"

"I was just wandering if you'd like to expand on that… kiss. I know you have some time off and I was wondering if you'd like to go to a dinner."

"Like a date?"

"Like a date," she blinked and her lashed were wet with the tears she had. I took her hand.

"Your hands are sweaty. And your head! It's so hot. You've driven yourself sick over me."

"I'm sorry," she said. "I nearly fainted when I saw you. I haven't had much of a distraction as of the late."

"Perhaps I can provide such a distraction."

"I'm curious. Why does your eyes change color and what does each one mean?"

"It all started when I got this white skin. They tell my emotions. I don't know how, but I can tell when they change color and I know how to mask them. I just choose to let them change color. If they're red, I'm angry. If they're yellow, I'm in deep thought or tranquillity. White is just my normal color. If they're pink… well, like they are now…"

Angela let her eyes go down to my private areas. "Oh," she said. "Oh, well, wow. Um, well, uh, what happens if they're black?"

"I never really knew but they've only happened once. It was the day I was trying to find Zøe and I was on a rampage. My eyes were for red irises, but the rest was pure darkness. I think it's just intense emotion."

"Oh. Ahh! My mind is still at an unrest."

"Let me tell you a story." I said breaking the tense sexual air.

"Anything!"

"What would you like to know?" I asked. She could demand any truth from me and I wouldn't hesitate. Except for, well, you know.

Angela looked down at my bandaged chest. She looked at my face with quivering lips. Her eyes shone with a innocent look that displayed her mind running through so many questions. Her lips were giving away her excited look and made her seem more younger. Her blue uniform made her look like a young girl trying on her mother's job attire as dress up. Herr lips were moist and tiny from either romance or fear of disappointment. She touched my face. Lightly. I had to guide her hand to my cheek so she wouldn't be scared.

"Can I ask what happened to your skin? The whiteness, I mean. Not the scar."

I smiled and kissed her forehead. Angela snuggled closer to me. I placed my hand down her back and down to her bottom. Angela perked up and gave a wink to me as I pressed her closer to me. She shared my hotness and the warmth would've made a glow if it was visible between our relevant bond. She was in a caressing seductive motion. I could feel her heartbeat and she could feel mine. It felt a little more trusting.

Angela kissed my cheek and moved up to my lips before I had to let her be a little more reserved so I could talk. I let my arm go around her shoulder and put her on my chest. Her nose touched my nose. She bit her lower lip as we both realized she was near my erected area. I gave her a wink to let her know it was alright as I ran my hand over her lower back to calm her.

With her now off of my side, I could reach the button that made the bed lift a little higher. Then I placed her back next me. She gave a small smile. She scooted back onto me in my lap. I was perfectly okay with it. She let her hand rest on my face so she could kiss me. I let my hands rest in her lap as they slid up to her hips and they were cautious. She must've felt my tension and desire to not displease her because she looked at me and nodded. She guided my hands with hers down through her pants and to her sex.

I was tense as she was being a little frozen. She was slightly uncomfortable and I hated it. I didn't want this relationship to be forced. I began to withdraw my hands but she kept them locked.

"It's okay," she said. "I want you to know I'm able to adjust to your desires."

"No," I forced my hands away. "It's about both of us."

"Oh. Thank you," she said. "Maybe we can explore this later."

"Absolutely. Now, what was I going to tell you."

"Your skin."

"Ah ha! When I was on a mission with Ana…" I began with a small smile.