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The large, dark door shuddered open as a huge figure stepped in. People lowered their gazes and held their breath as a dark-skinned man with his right arm and part of his chest completely covered a massive golden armour. Doomfist walked through the hall beside Maximilien, the two main leaders of Talon.
"So, this is the story," the Omnic begun, "Widowmaker was spontaneously attacked by Overwatch. Reaper was investigating at the time, and both of them were killed along with dozens of Talon agents. This doesn't seem to be normal."
"No. Something is being withheld from us." Doomfist responded.
"This all took place after the bombing of Overwatch's main base, supposedly killing everyone there. At least, there were no survivors reported apart from Morrison."
"We will deal with Morrison in due time. Before that, we need to find out what happened with Reaper."
"Indeed. Evidence suggests that there was an inside agent in Talon. One of ours was communicating with Overwatch to help kill Widowmaker and Reaper."
"There will be dire consequences." Doomfist hissed, disappearing into an elevator.
The last thing that Soldier remembered was the large group of researchers and scientists escaping into an elevator. That elevator led into a long underground tunnel with an extremely fast escape pod travelling through it. At the time, the base was being taken by Talon, but they definitely got away. Soldier saved their lives, but then hordes of Talon Soldiers fell on him. There was nothing he could do as he was tranquillized and blacked out.
When he came to, needless to say, all of his equipment was taken off him, and he was just left in his normal clothes. He was clearly in the back of some kind of vehicle as he noticed the constant thumping and vibration of the ground. He was blnidfolded, and tied up, no doubt in some small, locked room until they arrived at their destination.
Listening carefully, he could hear vague muttering from the vehicle he was in, though it was entirely unintelligable. After some testing, he concluded that there was no chance he could escape as he was now. He had no choice but to wait.
Sombra was writing another email to the Overwatch group she knew, who she had practically become allies with, when she received a notification from Talon. Apparently, they had a traitor on their hands. Talon had ordered everyone to attend a mandory questioning sitting using lie detectors to find the traitor in 2 days time. Needless to say, anyone who didn't attend would be killed.
Sombra knew that if she did attend, they would find out it was her. And anything would be a better alternative to Talon finding out that she was their traitor.
Taking slow breaths, Sombra tried to stay calm as she added another part into her message. In 2 days time, she would leave Talon and disappear, unable to help her friends with their problems. She would cut all contact to avoid detection.
Upon receiving this news, the group's mood was dark, but silently determined.
They had 2 days to rescue Jack before all hope of getting him out alive was lost.