So.. This is basically just action, I'm still not sure where I'm going to take this yet, but it seems to be developing pretty well.. I'm going to try to post a new chapter at least once everyday now.. Anyways, have fun reading!

76 shoved himself off the ground, pushing past Genji and charging down the hall after . It wasn't the smartest decision he had made, but Jack needed that mask back. Hanna had a small head start, and knowing her, she would take full advantage. It was extremely risky for him to chase her, and there was a rather high chance that they would be spotted. 76 had to catch her before she got to the rest of the members, as she was probably going to brag about it. He could just start to hear her footsteps, as she was just around the corner. He dashed around it, charging straight at her. He could feel his stamina starting to give way, but he needed that mask. They were nearing a entryway, that lead to the lounge. quite often there was at least two or three people in there.

ran into the lounge and straight out, catching the attention of the two in there. 76 let out a sigh, before charging in after her, holding one of his hands over his face. It made it harder to see, but at least he wouldn't be foun-

"76? Why are you running with your hand on your face? You're going to hurt yourself!"

A clear british voice rang out. His sapphire blue eyes locked onto Tracer running besides him. Jack sighed, and kept running, hoping that she would get the signal and leave. He felt ridiculous running like this, and after a while, Tracer blinked up to , trying to figure out what was happening by asking her. Jack realized that they were heading towards the entrance of the building. He was starting to slow down, not able to run as long as he used to. Tracer giggled ahead of him, along with Hanna, causing Jack to get a growing sense of dread.
handed something to Lena before slowing down. 76 caught up to her, and was about to grab the back of her shirt when he heard Lena ask,

"You looking for something love?"

She held up the mask, taunting him, before teleporting to the doors, and swiftly going through them. Jack bolted forwards, with Hanna following right behind. He pushed past the doors, and went after Tracer. She was laughing, and stopped suddenly, right on the beginning of a large bridge. She threw the mask to , distracting 76 long enough for her to run out onto the bridge.

The growing sense of dread that Jack had before was getting stronger, as he shouted, "Give me my damn mask back!"

This caused both of the girls to laugh, only angering him more. 76 was getting close to , until he had closed the gap to around 4 feet. They were near the side of the bridge. The river below was quite deep, and quite wide, with a swift current that would wash away any good swimmer. Tracer shouted something to , although she didn't seem to hear her. With one last burst of adrenalin, 76 tackled Hanna, causing her to loose her grip on the mask, as it flew over the edge of the bridge.

Jack stared at what happened, seeming a bit shocked. He let his hand slip off of his face, before he made another hasty decision. 76 pushed himself to his feet, threw off his jacket, and then dove off the bridge into the water.

The icy water froze his skin, as he tried to swim deeper to find it. He quickly found out that he was getting dragged under too, having had lept into the strongest part of the undercurrent. Jack quickly realized his mistake, as the run had already tired him out some. He looked up, watching the light coming from the surface start to fade. He tried to swim up, knowing that he was going to need more air quickly. 76 was making progress, but with each stroke he was being tired out more and more. It felt like his limbs had turned to lead, as he was obviously going numb from the cold water.

The light above was getting brighter, and he felt like he was almost there. Just a few more feet.. By now his lungs were practically screaming for air, and he involuntarily breathed in, taking in a lungful of water. Jack started to choke, but still kept trying to swim up. By now his body had gone into full panic mode, and he could see black on the edges of his vision. To be honest, the though of drowning had always scared him slightly, aside from burning to death, it was one of the worst ways to go. Jack's fingertips just reached the surface as his body went limp, his mind swiftly following. To think, he did all this just for a dang mask.