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It was not a part of the plan for him to be here, but she was still thankful for it.
Out in the desert and the small villages tech was still scarce to find, meaning her possibilities were also limited. And, admittedly she was not a trekker herself, so to find Genji all alone would have been a pain. Strength in numbers, right?
She hacked the only ATM they could find and paid a truck driver to take them until a village close enough to the ruins.
The back of the small truck was full of omnic parts and other scrap material; as soon as Hanzo sat down next to the left side of the truck he pretended to be asleep. Sombra sat down with her knees drawn up just opposite of him, staring amused at her companion.
The new look definitely suited him, although it admittedly came as a surprise.
Since their last meeting, whenever she felt like it - and it was more times than she cared to admit - she would stalk him through whatever means: the rare surveillance footage, travel identification scans… the more times she tried, the easier it became to track him. Then he flew to Gibraltar and… it all abruptly stopped there as if he fell off the face of the Earth a few months ago. She was bummed to say the least, as stalking him and thinking about that afternoon they spent together became one of her favourite past-times.
And now here he was, changed, but all the more appealing.
'So we're just gonna pretend like nothing happened?' she asked with a cat-like smile when she got bored by his indifference.
No reply came, so she let out a dramatized sigh and dropped the subject for now, her ego considerably hurt behind her silence.
She tried to hack the time away, but her built-in computer couldn't hold out for a long time without charging or using a host machine, so she had to give up after an hour or so, lest she would find herself without the ability to hack something when they would really need it.
They. Already thinking in the plural. She glanced over to the archer, who was still sitting there, stiff as a piece of wood, pretending to sleep. But she still remembered how his body looked and felt like when he truly was asleep, and it was easy to tell he was just faking it this time.
Sombra, as usual, quickly got bored without things to look at. She fiddled with her gloves, her hair, her new, black jacket and camo suit, but she soon caught herself going mad with the steady humming of the truck in the background.
'So tell me' she blurted out finally, looking right at him, determined to make this a two-sided conversation 'Did you join them in the end? Overwatch I mean.'
'How is that your concern?' Hanzo looked up slowly, already tired of the conversation, as if an infant was asking him something stupid.
'I deal with information, everything is my concern' Sombra rolled her eyes 'But really, that's something I can't put my finger upon. Your precious brother is their member, I am sure if you join the you would've saved yourself this journey… and maybe that sweet hairdo as well, although that would've been a shame.'
'Look, Sombra' he said the word like it was something uncouth in itself 'I am not here to make idle chit-chat with you.'
'Aaaah, por qué?' she laughed with feigned concern 'We will be travelling for a bit, we should get to know each other…So, tell me all about you!'
Hanzo raised one eyebrow with a cold expression, clearly indicating he was not in the mood.
'Jus' kiddin'. I know everything about you already' Sombra waved a hand 'Or almost everything' she added with a suggestive look.
'Can we go back to not talking?' Hanzo moaned, feeling a headache form in the back of his head.
'Ha-ha, good one, but - no chance.'
'Why are you so annoying? What is your intent with getting me to speak?' he growled at her angrily, and, although she seemed surprised, she quickly gathered herself and replied in a confident and provoking way:
'I find you rather intriguing. Think what you may, I am not getting intimate with just any guy unless I like them.'
It was to her greatest delight to see Hanzo blush ever so slightly, but he must have felt it too, because he looked away.
'You are just playing mindgames' he murmured, as if to remind himself 'And I won't be your puppet.'
She opened her mouth to reply but the truck abruptly stopped then, making huge chunks of omnic parts fall on both of them.
'Kuso' the archer growled as he dug himself out of the pile of rubble 'What is the meaning of this?'
He quickly opened the back door and skipped out of the van. They seemed to be in a small village, only a well with a handful of houses around it.
By the time Sombra got out from the back of the truck, Hanzo angrily punched the side of it.
'What is the holdup?' she looked at him unamused.
'The driver says he won't take us further. The town he wanted to go to has been invaded by some scavengers, so we need to continue on foot.'
'I don't think so' Sombra snapped, rage filling her eyes 'I paid the idiot to take us to the nearest town - even from there it's one whole day on foot!' she called forth a holovid, quickly checking their location 'Ah, mierda, we will never get there at this pace... ' suddenly getting an idea, she looked up at Hanzo, squinting 'Wait… actually… I have a plan… but we need to put that stupid honor of yours aside for a bit.'
He wrinkled his nose in reply, indicating that even if he did not protest, he did not like her methods. But, admittedly, they needed to keep moving.
It all seemed easy - in theory. Hanzo would create a small distraction, and Sombra would hack the truck and, coming back for him, they would both drive off.
But things are rather rarely this simple in real life.
He tried to lure the driver - a big, buff individual - from the car, but he proved tougher to deal with than he anticipated. He saw Sombra wave at him impatiently from the truck, and he decided to go the only way he could, although something he did not do for ten or so years - he called the driver scum and punched him right in the face. What he did not anticipate was how quick the other man was to respond - although Hanzo was way more skilled as a fighter, the driver managed to land a single hit, one that would sting for some time afterwards.
As his instincts and training kicked in, the archer crouched down and hit the other man under his chin and immediately after delivered a blow to his stomach which instantly incapacitated him. The driver had two-three of his friends coming to his aid, but they were slow and clumsy and could easily be dismissed.
'Did you mean to do that?' Sombra laughed merrily as he got in the truck next to her with a dissatisfied look on his face 'You got that kung-fu thing really down. What about that pretty face, pobrecito? Want me to take a look at it later?'
'Just drive.' Hanzo growled, placing a hand on his hurting right cheek.
'We should have done this from the beginning' Sombra laughed as they were driving through the yellow-red rock desert, amongst huge cliffs and sand dunes 'We can be there by dawn if we don't stop.'
'And what if he is not there?' Hanzo asked in a neutral tone, looking out the window to his right.
The question made Sombra go silent for a little while, fixing her gaze on the road. It was dusk and the desert got more and more red as the sun was setting, and the sky started to get a very dark taint towards the east, where they were headed.
'Well, guess we have to follow him further on then' she finally said, as if it was no big deal.
'There is no we, not now, nor in the future.' the man remarked coldly, but Sombra pretended as if she did not hear him at all -
'Or, we could just hop on the backs of your dragons!' her eyes lit up at the thought 'That should be quicker for sure!'
'The dragons were not meant for that!' Hanzo snapped at her in an agitated voice at the ridiculous thought of his dragons being piggybacked.
'Baaaah, what a party pooper.' Sombra pursed her lips pouting, but then looked up as she spotted something in the distance 'Heh…? Do…?'
'Yes. I see it' he cut her off and reached for the huge case with this bow and arrows in it 'Be useful for once and keep the car steady.'
'What?!'
Hanzo rolled down the window and leant out with most of his upper body, drawing his bow. He squinted as the sand swished against his face, but his gaze was set upon the small target about 200 meters before them. Then, exhaling slowly and evenly, he let go of the string of the bow and let the arrow fly.
'De pelos!' Sombra cried out as the mine before them exploded, and she steered the car to the right to avoid the smoke from the blast 'It's like in one of those action movies!' she cried out to Hanzo all fired up, but there was a loud burst and she started to lose control over the truck.
'I said keep it steady!' Hanzo cried, still hanging out the window, trying to steady himself as the car was swivelling around like crazy.
'It's not me, something happened' she replied agitated, and that's when a big rock a bit to the left swam into her vision. She tried to steer the truck away, but in the next moment the impact shook both of them; Sombra hit her head on the side window, and everything went black.
When she opened them again, her head was almost about to burst and her left ear was ringing with an annoying, high pitched tone.
'Are you still alive? Arguably this wouldn't be the best time to die' he heard Hanzo's lowered voice. She slowly looked over at him; his right cheek was already swollen from the punch before, but there were also some more bruises across his face and arms and his head was bleeding.
'Let's just get outta here' Sombra whispered wearily. She was dying for a bottle of water.
'I'm afraid they wouldn't let us do that just yet.'
She looked outside, where the dying sunlight fell on a handful of fully armed figures, all pointing their rifles at them.
'Ah fuck' she murmured, and let her eyes close again.