I stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the city far below. A massive white and glass pyramid stood over it as I rubbed the back of my metallic head. It had been several weeks since I woke up. I escaped Talon fairly easily by jumping from what I learned was an Omnic and into the Web. from there I searched for a suitable Omnic. This one, in Mexico, was the best I could find. His face plate was painted with a neon green skull, with several spikes along the skull plate. The outfit he seemed to usually wear, to blend in, was a black sleeveless shirt, baggy jeans, and heavy boots. I still wore this, but I made a few adjustments. Lifting my hands, I studied them for a moment. In one hand was a single glowing disc. On the back of the other was a similar glowing disc. To keep with his apparent theme, I kept them glowing green.
With a vocalized grunt, I flexed the left hand, a rectangular shield appearing in front of me. "Good. This modification worked." I muttered to myself. The front of the shield depicted a scene from Mayan Mythology, that of a man on a leopard with a spear raised above his head. I flexed my other hand, closing it as if holding something, a spear materializing my grip. "Good. Both Mods worked." I nodded as I relaxed, the spear and shield disappearing.
"Oye, amigo, te necesitamos en la reunión. ¿Qué estás haciendo aquí?" I turned to face the one who spoke, a small Mexican with purple hair. Half her head was shaved, with metallic strips along the hairline. "¿Pensando en lo que están haciendo allí abajo? No te culpes Los pobres tontos son ciegos a la corrupción de este Vishkar. Sin embargo, los iluminaremos y reduciremos a Vishkar. No te preocupes." She grinned at me as I translated what she said in my core processors.
Hey, friend, what are you doing out here? We need you in the meeting! Thinking about what they're doing down there? Don't blame you. Poor fools are blind to the corruption of this Vishkar. We'll enlighten them and bring Vishkar down, though, don't you worry.
I shook my head slowly, turning away from the cliff altogether. "Testing my new mods." I state as I walk past her and speaking perfect Spanish. "After all, what good am I if I don't have them? I can't live up to my name of Buluc Chabtan if I don't, after all." I saw as I stride past and into a darkened room. A large male sat in a throne atop a small stage, a jaguar behind him. "You requested me?" I ask as I bow slightly.
"Yes. I need you and Sombra here to take a trip down into the Vishkar power plant below." The male boomed. "You will lead a small team of Los Muertos, our best, to shut it down."