John was a combination of pissed off and thrilled, though he was far too busy to think about it at the moment. He had his music blasting and was forcing the Assauter up and down the streets of Syracuse. He was using the vessel itself as a weapon as he rammed through swarms of Omnic drones as he poorly sang along to the classic music.

At one point he was almost certain he caught a glimpse of Reinhardt off on one of the side roads he passed as he flattened and smashed the bots in his path, his exhilaration seemingly rising with every drone crumpled. He was on the third song in his playlist and rocketing up a highway on-ramp when he saw a massive titan of a mech near the shore out of the corner of his eye. In the blink of an eye he had steered the remainder of the shuttle towards it and opened the throttle to it's max. Damn the consequences, that mech was his to take out...

...

"Take cover!" Reinhardt shouted behind him as the Omnic titan fired another volley of rounds at his shield, fragmenting it and knocking him over.

"Reinhardt!" Mercy called out in worry as she rushed over to her old friend and healed his injuries. Behind her, Winston threw down his barrier to give them cover.

"Thank you! But what happened to Longshot?" Reinhardt asked the Swiss doctor as he got back on his knees.

"He got what was left of his shuttle running and outpaced us before he even knew we were there." she explained, before she flinched from a blast that took out Winston's shield.

Reinhardt quickly got back up and activated his shield, which unfortunately hadn't recharged fully yet. "We need to take out that titan!" he yelled as the titan fired another blast at him.

"Fall back!" Winston yelled out over coms. "We need to regroup and come up with..." he said before he was cut off by loud music blaring 'Ready to die' as half a shuttle flew by at an absurd speed. "Was that...?"

"John!" Angela screamed in panic as she rounded the corner just quick enough to watch the mech back up a step before the shuttle launched off a car and impacted into it's chest. She watched, time seeming to slow, as the metal of the mech and the shuttle crumpled and the inertia forced the pair to topple into the water, shorting out both as the water found unshielded components.

"Well, that's one way to take it out..." Reinhardt mumbled to Brigitte as he began hoofing it towards the wreckage.

...

Angela jumped onto a leg of the titan and grabbed the hand of Pharah who helped her up into the back of the now unpowered shuttle. They walked together towards the cockpit and could hear panting emanating from the pilot's seat. Angela rushed up to see massive damage in the cockpit, including shards of metal sticking out of the passenger seat, larger pieces piercing the roof, and her lover sucking down a can of his favorite energy drink between gasps. She saw shards of metal caught by his armor, a large hunk next to his head, which looked like it missed by inches, a large hunk that didn't miss his left leg, and a chunk that miraculously missed his manhood by millimeters.

"Mein god..." she said as she looked over him, stopping at his eyes, still locked in radiant crimson.

"Suddenly glad I lost my limbs." he said before taking another swig from the can in his right hand, revealing more shards caught in the metal.

"What were you thinking?!" she yelled at him. "Do you have any idea how terrified I was thinking I would lose you again?!"

"Angel..." he said softly. "I don't even know what happened." he said.

"What?"

"At some point while I was gliding down from getting hit, I lost it. I took a backseat in my own body..." he explained.

"That... we need to get you to a medical bay to get you examined."

"That would be a good idea." he agreed. "But first could you do me a favor and grab a left leg and an arm from the locker around the corner? Mine are a little... fucked..."

...

A short while later, John was sitting on the leg of the titan with a set of fresh limbs attached to his body. Reinhardt walked up to the edge of the land and looked him up and down. "So... are you alright, my friend?" he asked.

"I think that was a bit too much excitement for me..." the sniper replied. "Definitely a reminder of why I spent so much time as a sniper..."

"You did good work today, all things considered." the crusader said. "But that was risky."

"Yeah... Are my eyes still glowing?" he asked as he looked up at the German warrior.

"Your... Scheisse!! Your eyes!!" he exclaimed.

"Damnit." John swore. "This shit better go away after I get calmed down..."

"Are you alright?"

"Probably not, but when was I to begin with?" He joked.

"Was that from...?"

"Moira's bomb, yes. Or at least Angel and I think so..."

"Hopefully she can help you."

"We'll see. Moira has been a pain in everyone's ass for a long time. This is probably the least of her accomplishments..."