No One's POV:

Yn walked into the main room. He sets down his water bottle and takes a seat at the coffee table. After his shopping trip yesterday with most of the Overwatch Operatives the group came back to the watch-point. They drank a little and caught up on the glory days of Overwatch. Yn listened intently, he had already known about most of it but hearing it from real-life operatives was way better than any catalog or form he could read from.



??: Guten Morgen.

Yn turns his head and sees Angela walking towards him. She was already dressed in her doctor's outfit.

Yn: Morning Doc.

Angela: Yn please, call me Angela. I feel like we have gotten to a first-name base at this point.

Yn: Sorry Angela, force of habit I guess.

Angela walks over to the table and sits down on the opposite side of him.

Angela: How are you feeling today?

Yn: All things considered good. Got a quick workout in before starting my day.

Angela: Staying productive as ever I see.

Anglea lets out a giggle.

Angela: For someone in your situation you are handling everything quite well Freundin.

Yn: Just trying to stay busy as all...

Angela noticed the shift in Yn's mood. His eyes look down at the table looking at his reflection.

Angela: Your mind still travels back toward home... Doesn't it?

Yn: (Sigh) Trying not to actually...

Angela: We will figure something out for you. Mach dir keine Sorgen. Winston is one of the world's greatest minds. He will find a way.

Yn: Maybe... Winston already told me about it. Even if he were able to build a machine, we have no idea which universe is mine. It would like to be looking for a specific needle in a needle factory...

Angela reaches her hand over the table and grabs the young man's hand. Yn's looks up at her.

Angela: You must keep faith Yn... Everything is going to be okay.

A soft smile crosses his face. He did not fully believe in the possibility of him going home but it was nice to have people in this universe caring about him.

Yn: Thank you An--

ALERT!

Alarms start going off across the base. Angela quickly pulls her hand off of Yn and looks up. Pharah, Lena, Emily, and Winston then all run into the room.

Yn: Are we under attack?

Winston runs over to the massive supercomputer. ATHENA then brings up her AI form.

Winston: Athena what is going on?

Athena: I am detecting a distress call from the straight of the Gibraltar. Standby.

Athena brings up the holo feed onto the massive screen. A cargo ship in the middle of the straight was under siege.

Radio: Mayday! Mayday! This is the SEC Lioness! We are under attack by an unknown threat! They have disabled our rutter and our now boarding our ship! We cannot hold them! If anyone is reading this we need assistance! Por favor! Por el amor de Dios!

The transmission then cuts.

Lena: Why haven't the British or Spanish been tasked with them?

Athena: Their transmission was being disrupted. I managed to break through their cipher. Whoever is attacking their ship are no amateurs.

Lena: We'll what are we waiting for? We have to help them!

Pharah: Lena, we can't Overwatch is shut down and we cannot act as a force anymore.

Yn: So we just sit back and let them die?

The group turns towards them.

Yn: They don't care where help comes from. As long as it gets there.

Pharah: Yn I--

Yn: we can't just let them die Pharah. To hell with the UN for this one moment. Lives are on the line.

The group looks at each other for a few moments before Pharah sighs.

Pharah: Alright... Let's go save the crew.

Winston: I prepare the ship!

The group nods before sprinting off. Yn runs back to his room real quick. He quickly changed out of his workout clothes and into black training pants and boots. He throws on a long-sleeved grey shirt and and quickly sprints out of the room. He runs to the nearby shooting range and quickly grabs the body armor that he had been using to train with when Pharah allowed him to use





He packs as many mags as he can into his plate carrier before running towards the loading docks. The team had already changed into their combat outfits and were boarding the transport shuttle. Angela turns and sees Yn running up to him.

Angela: Ach nein Yn! What do you think you are doing?

Yn: I'm not going to be on the ground, Angela. You need someone to run comms for you.

Angela gives him a hesitant look.

Yn: I promise you that I won't be in any trouble Doc...

Angela sighs before turning towards the ship.

Angela: Diser Mann... Right then, let's go.

Yn nods and heads onto the transport. Winston fires up the engines and takes care of the controls.

Winston: Hold on everyone!

Winston plots the course and the shuttle shoots off the pad and towards the cargo ship...

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The cargo ship was in flames. The SEC Lionless had multiple fires raging across the ship. Containers were scattered all across the deck and some sent into the sea.





our black fast attack craft flew near the ship. Dozens of soldiers fast ropped down securing the ship.

Squad Lead: Lock it down! I want every single inch of this ship secured until the package is found!

The soldiers fanned out, grabbing the crew of the Lioness, and began taking them hostage. One of the grunts was looking out towards the waterline when he saw something. A small white little dot that was moving fast along the waterline.

Solider: What the fu--

Before he could finish the roar of engines could be heard. The Overwatch transport pulls up and past the ship.

Solider: What the!?

The side of the transport opens. Mercy, Pharah, and Tracer all jump out of the ship. Tracer blasts the soldier down with her pulse pistols.

Soldier: It's Overwatch!

Sergant: Knock um dead!

The mercs began firing at the agents. Lena began bliping towards them and taking them out with her insane speed.

Pharah: You have to deal with this! I'll go see about getting the ship free!

Pharah blasts off towards the back side of the ship. On the transport, Yn was looking out the door at the raging firefight.

Winston: Just keep your head down Yn!

Yn: I'll be fine!

Yn turns back and his eyes go wide. On top of one of the containers stood a grunt with a launcher. He loads the warhead and turns it towards the transport.

Yn: Missle!

The grunt fires the rocket. It screams towards the ship. Winston pulls on the stick left to bank out of the missile. Yn felt the emance G's from the turn and lost his balance. He tries to grab onto something but fails and falls out of the ship.

Yn: Oh shit!

Yn falls towards the ship. He hits a container with a loud thud. He felt like his soul had left his body, he was slow to get up as he rolled down and into a stack of containers. Yn shakes his head and gets to his feet. His rifle was still strapped to his chest. He quickly checks his surroundings. He could see that he had fallen near the control deck part of the ship.

Yn: Great... Can this get any worse?

TWANG!

Yn looks up and sees a bullet hole next to him. He quickly turns his head and sees three soldiers running towards him... The red helmets were all too familiar to him.





Yn: Talon...

Grunt: Get that fucker!

The grunts bring up their weapons and begin firing at him. Yn ducks back behind the container so that he doesn't get ripped to shreds.

Yn un-slings his weapon and brings it up. He racks it to get rounds into the chamber. Yn takes a deep breath in and waits for the bullets to stop. When the grunts run dry from their mags Yn ducks back out he sights in on the closest grunt. He pulls the trigger. A quick shot leaves the barrel of the rifle. They slam into the grunt. The burst hits him in the upper chest and neck. Crimson flies from the corpse as he hits the floor.

Yn... Freezes... This is the first time he has ever pulled the trigger... And killed someone. His eyes fall towards the corpse. Motionless.

Grunt: You fucker!

Yn's eyes snap back onto the other two grunts. They had reloaded their weapons and pointed at him. Yn ducks behind the containers again. As bullets fly past him, Yn takes a moment to collect himself. There was no time to freeze on the battlefield.

Yn pops out again and fires two more quick shots. The other two grunts go down hard and hit the deck. Yn snaps his head and sees Tracer using her slipstream to blip in between the grunts.

Yn then turns his head towards the back part of the ship. He looks up and sees the bridge just directly underneath him.

Yn: If we can retake the ship we can maybe drive them out.

Yn sees a service ladder that leads to the upper deck. He looks back at the dead grunts and quickly runs over to him. He grabs what ammo and whatever useful things he can from them before running back towards the ladder. He slings his rifle on his shoulder and begins climbing up the ladder. He reaches the top in a few moments and gets up. He then sprints towards the door. He rushes inside dodging bullets along the way.

Yn takes his rifle off of his sling and presses forward, he comes up on a clearing. As soon as his rifle hits the corner the barrel instantly gets grabbed. Yn gets jerked forward and slams into the wall. He hits it and sees that a Talon soldier standing in front of him.

Grunt: DIE!

He looks up and sees a knife coming down from up top. Yn brings his hands up to defend but then... Nothing. Yn opens shis eyes again and sees that his hands are now... Shadows?

Grunt: What the?

Yn looks and sees his entire body is now pure black smoke. Like he had become a phantom. The grunt begins looking around for him.

Grunt: Where the fuck did he go!?

The grunt begins to panic and swing his knife anywhere. Yn moved normally to his side. He then looks down at his fist. He could still see that it resembled a normal hand. He balls it up and looks at the grunt. He cocks back and leans forward. His fist returns to normal and hits the grunt. The force behind it sent him flying into the wall. His body hits the steel with a loud thud before slumping on the floor motionless.

Yn looks down and sees that his body returns to normal.

Yn: What the hell is happening to me?

Yn hears more gunfire. He turns his head and sees that it is coming from the control room. Yn grabs his rifle and slowly moves towards it. He eventually reaches the main room. The door was wide open and no sound was coming from it. Yn stacks on the door and peaks inside. He sees a crew member slumped on the floor motionless...

Yn: Damn...

Yn then moves and quickly into the room, clearing it of any threat. Yn looks out towards the ship. He sees Lena and Angela fighting whatever is left of Talon's grunts. He then hears a gun cock.

??: Don't move puto...

Yn slowly looks over and sees the brightly colored hacker...



Yn: Fuck.

Yn slowly lowers his weapon and takes his hand off of it. He then raises his hands.

Sombra: Have to say I'm a little impressed.

Sombra takes the rifle from Yn and throws it over out of his reach.

Sombra: You cut through some of our best fighters...

Yn: You call them fighters? For a guy who's never been in a gunfight before today, I'd say I'm doing pretty well.

Sombra circles the man.

Sombra: Oh? And just who are you?

Yn: The infamous Talon hacker Sombra doesn't me... I'm disappointed Olivia.

Sombra stops and looks at him.

Sombra: What?

Yn: What?

Sombra brings up her data base, she brings facial recognition... Nothing.

Sombra: How is this possible?

Yn: Because I'm not from around here.

Sombra then looks back at Yn.

Sombra: ...

Yn: I do have one question for you Sombra. What does Talon want with the freighter?

Sombra: Wouldn't you like to know?

Yn: I know Talon doesn't attack targets only if they can't help it or they want something... So you're after cargo then yes?

Sombra then closes her hand.

Sombra: I already have what I want. But what about you?

Yn eyes his gun.

Yn: I'll give you this Sombra... My name is Yn Ln...

Yn then dives for his gun, he reaches and turns towards Sombra he fires a quick burst but Sombra disappears.

Yn: Damn!

Yn gets up and runs towards the window. He could see the remaining Talon transports backing off and escaping in different directions. Yn then runs back outside and down the deck. Angela puts down one of the grunts and hears the sound of footsteps. She turns and sees Yn running towards her.

Angela: Mein Gott! What are you doing down here?

Yn: Rocket, knocked off the ship. Sorry!

Angela runs over and quickly checks on the young man.

Yn: Besides a headache I'm okay.

Angela is about to scold him when Lena blips over.

Lena: Pharah has freed the rest of the crew! She also took out the jammer! (Turns to Yn) What the hell are you doing here luv!?

Yn: Long story, is the crew okay?

The three turn towards one of the containers. They heard a loud bang. Yn walks over and opens the container. He sees the rest of the crew inside.

Crew: Thank god!

They then hear a loud horn. Angela turns and sees a warship rapidly approaching them.

Angela: That's our cue to leave! Everyone!

They nod and run towards the side of the deck. Winston brings up the ship and the three jump inside. Pharah had already jumped inside after dealing with the jammer.

Pharah: Everyone okay!?

Yn: Yep! Let's get out of here!

Winston: On it!

Winston drives the shuttle up and away from the ship. Yn looks out at the Lionness. The fires died down and the Spanish warships were rapidly closing in on the vessel. They had done it. They managed to stop Talon and save lives... But at a cost, Yn had not known yet.





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ROME, ITALIAN REPUBLIC: 18:30

The remaining Talon shuttles touch down on the outskirts of Rome. The surviving members of the strike team walk or limp their way out of their transport shuttles. Flight crews arrived so they could attend to the wounded and help with the repairs of the shuttles. Sombra walks passed all of them and heads towards the main HQ. For about a decade, Rome was one of the major powerhouses for Talon. Here they could plan and strike targets anywhere in the heart of Europe.

Sombra walks into the massive war room. Their massive holo maps and screens lay out current operations that were going on or being planned. London, Stockholm, Athens, and Moscow all were prime targets for Talon.

Sombra plops down on the massive black sofa and sighs.

??: Sombra...

Sombra opens her eyes and looks towards a woman wearing a black dress.

Sombra: Aye, not now...

??: Enfant. The mission did not go smoothly I see.

Sombra: (sigh) No, it didn't. Overwatch lackeys got the drop on us before we could secure the package. Lost half a dozen men in the process.

??: Les soldats peuvent etre remplaces.

Sombra: Yeah whatever blueberry, we got a bigger problem.

Sombra brings up a holo image of Yn.

??: Who is he?

Sombra: The new guy that they had brought on... I have no idea who he is.

The woman raises an eyebrow.

??: You not know someone. That must be painful for you ami.

Sombra: Well whoever he is he has powers... Like Reaper's.

The woman looked over her shoulder.

??: How is this possible?

Sombra brings up her holo vid. She had recorded the fight between Yn and the grunt. The woman saw how the young man's body turns into shadow and disappears. Moments later he reappears and knocks the solider unconscious.

Sombra: I don't know, he just disappeared then came back out like the maldito hombre del saco. There is also nothing on this guy. No birth certificate, records, anything.... We are dealing with a ghost.

The woman places her glass of Belle Roche Cabernet Sauvigon down. She then looks at Sombra dead in the eye.







Widowmaker: It seems we need to catch this fantome and bring him in for a.... Conversation..