No One's POV:

Unknown Location: ?? hrs

Yn was currently sitting in a confinement chair in Moira's lab. His arm was connected to a arm braces as Moira draws his blood. She had taken a small test tube into and and began to examine it under the microscope.

Moria: Most fascinating... Your DNA is unlike I have ever seen before.

Yn: ...

Moria looks up and looks at her little lab rat.

Moria: Oooh. Whats the matter? Cat got your tongue my little mouse~

Yn: Fuck off.

A devlish smile pops onto her face as she stands up and slowly walks over towards you.

Moria: Such a feisty one... Not many men who say that live long..

She gently cups your face and makes you look at her.

Yn: I'm not most men...

Moria: You are right... Your not most men... I'm going to figure out what makes you so special... Even if it means break you... Bit.... By bit...

Moria then lets go of his face and turns and walks away. She then heads out of the lab... Yn hangs his head low. He tries to to yank his arm out from the strap... To no avail.

Yn: I'm not even in this world for more than a few days and I already get kidnapped by a shadow terrorist organization... Awesome luck.

Yn hears the door open again. He already assumes it was going to be Moria back to have her way with her twisted science experiments.

Yn: Oh for the last time. I really don't want to b--

Yn looks up and is surprised it wasn't Moria... It was Sombra...







Sombra: Hola rata de laboratorio.

Yn sighs and shakes his head.

Yn: Great... (Puts on a fake smile) So how can how help you Sombra?

Sombra: Ahhh. Don't be like that~ I just came in and see how your doing?

Yn: Oh I'm doing just great. It's not every day you get dragged into a advanced resarch lab and get to be disected by a woman whos going through a mid life crisis... Yippee...

Sombra tries to hold in a laugh but couldn't she busts out laughing.

Sombra: Mid life crisis! Ha! Eres un chico blanco divertido!

Sombra wipes her face before walking over towards him.

Sombra: So I did some digging on you... And you were actually right. I can't seem to find anything on you.

Yn: Told you...

Sombra: No see that's the thing. I've chased after ghosts and dead men before. No matter what lenghs they go through I still mange to find them...

Sombra brings up her holo grid.

Sombra: Amazing what this little computer can do. I can do everything from search up something easy and order parts to my house... To starting wars and controlling the world with just some simple push of keys and lines of code....

Sombra then deactivates it and looks at you.

Sombra: And yet for some reason. No matter what I do. No matter how much I dig... I still can't mange to find anything about you. No social security, registration, dental records, not even a birth certificate... Absolutely nothing.

She walks over to her side until she is standing right in front of him.

Sombra: So tell me... Who you really are?

Yn: Even if I told you. The whole truth and nothing but it. Your going to think I'm crazy.

Sombra: (Leans in) Try me fantasma.

Yn smirks a little bit and leans back what he could into his chair.

Yn: Alright... But I'm going to tell you everything I know about you first.

A smirk crosses her face.

Sombra: Oh I doubt it. I'm very good at covering my tracks.

Yn: Are you sure about that... Oliva?

A smirk quickly vanishes from her face, her eyes slightely go wide as she hears a name that she hasn't heard by strangers in a very long time.

Yn: Oh... Got you already?

Sombra huff and pulls up a chair infront of him.\

Sombra: Shut up, cabron. Keep going.

Yn: Well... You are from Dorado, Mexico. You were orphaned from the Omnic Crisis... A gang called the Los Muertos took you in. There your gift for computers really came in.

Sombra leans in.

Sombra: Go on...

Yn: You hacked everyone and everything you could. Copperations, politicans, rich people. You didn't care... You got so good that it went to your head... Then you found something that you weren't supposed to find... Your little conspriacy.

Sombra's eyes narrow.

Sombra: ...

Yn: Seeing that you had been comprised you dropped everything and went to hiding. Oliva was gone. And Sombra was born.

Sombra rolls her eyes.

Sombra: Aye, stop it you make me sound like a heronia.

Yn: You quickly fell into Talon after and have been using your skills to help bend the world to their means... Like you did in Russia. Volskaya Industries was it?

Sombra shakes her head and small irated smile crosses her face.

Sombra: So you've really done your homework on me blanco. Anything else I'm missing?

Yn: ... Arturito...

Sombra eyes widen when he drops that name.

Sombra: Wh-what. I-I have no I idea who that is?

Yn: So the little bear that you also name " Senor Sleepy bear". I'm jut making that up right?

Sombra has now a light shade of red on her cheeks.

Sombra: Muy bien tonot americano... That's all I need.

Yn: Really? Cause I can keep going if you want--

Sombra: No! No... That's enough...

She scooches closer to you.

Sombra: Nobody on this planet knows about that.

Yn: About you or the bear?

Sombra: What do you think dumbass? Now... You know about me? So I think it's only fair that I know about you...

Yn sighs.

Yn: I suppose that's fair... Ever heard of the multiverse theory?

Sombra tilts her head towards the shadow.

Sombra: You mean that thing where nerds think that there's a infinite universe for every reality...

Sombra waves him off and laughs.

Sombra: That's ridiculous...

Sombra glances back towards him, he was giving her a serious look.

Sombra: ... Oh your serious about this.

Yn: Yeah...

Sombra: So what, you wished on a luck star and poof! You were here?

Yn: To be honest I really don't know. One minute I was asleep in my room back home. The next thing I know I woke up on a Spanish beach...

Sombra searched your eyes for any decite... She didn't find any.

Sombra: Damn gringo. This isn't really your day huh?

Yn: Yeah tell me about it. Been in this world for only a few days and I get taken by a shadow organization...

Sombra: When you say it like that it sounds bad?

Yn: How is (motions to locked arms) this anything but bad?

Sombra chuckles and rolls her eyes.

Sombra: Well if it makes you feel any better...

She rolls over to him and whispers in his ear.

Sombra: There are a lot of people thinking about you fantasma...

Sombra then gets up and turns towards the door. When she gets over to it she stops and glances over her shoulder. She offers him a simple wink before walking out the door. Yn then drops his head.

Yn: Fuck...



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Gibraltar Base: 0230 hrs

CRASH!

Pharah jolts up from her sleep. She rubs her eyes and moves out of her bed. She rubs her eyes as she moves towards the door. She opens it and quickly glances around to see anything... She saw one of the rooms with lights still on.

Pharah: The hell?



Pharah begins walking over towards the room, her feet light without her wearing any shoes. She reaches the door and it slides open. She could see Angela sitting at her desk... She had massive bags underneath her eyes and her hair was made into a messy pony tail.

Pharah: Angela?

Angela freezes and slowly looks up at her, when her eyes landed on her she gave her a tired smile.

Angela: Oh? Pharah... Entschuldigung. Did I wake you?

Pharah glances over towards a mess. It was a coffee cup was crashed onto the floor the warm liquid quickly spilling out onto the tile floor.

Angela: Just doing some late night work is all. I will be in bed shortly.

Pharah: ... Angela.

Angela: I mean come on. Someone has to look out for him.

Pharah: Angela.

Angela: He only trusted us with his life! And how did we repay him with that kidness! By getting him kidnapped and nearly killed!? What friends we are!?

Tears were now stream doing her face.

Angela: Wie konnte ich ihm im Stich lassen!?

Pharah quickly moves to her side and embraces her.

Pharah: Angela!

She stops in the middle of her rant and slowly looks up toward.

Pharah: We will found him, no matter what. And when we do we will move heaven and earth to get him back.

Angela: Ich... Ich muss ihn finden...

Pharah: We will find him...

Angela silently wraps her arms around her...

Angela: Danke schon...

Pharah: Alright... This is not going to help anyone by doing this... We need you at your best...

Angela shakes her head slielntly...

Pharah: Now your going to bed, and I'm not taking a no for an answer... We'll find him.



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Unknown Location: ?? hrs

Yn had been taken back to his holding area. It was nothing more than a 15x15 size room with just a simple cot. Yn was currently sitting on his bed starring at the ceiling when he heard a knock at the door. He sits up from his bed and hears the door slide open. He is greeted by none other than the famous assassin...





Widowmaker doesn't speak a word. She simply enters the room and closes the door behind her.

Yn: ...

Widowmaker: So this is the fantome Sombra was talking about... Je m'attendais a plus.

Yn: La celbre venuve. Vous venez trawuer votre prochaine proie?

Widow's eyes slightly widen when she hears the response in her native language.

Widow: You speak it well. Pour un americain.

Yn: Merci. My mother taught me.

Widow's dark yellow eyes perice into the mans soul.

Widow: I hope you do realize that there is no escape from here. No matter where you go, we will always find you.

Yn: Trying to scare me?

Widow: Not scare. It is but a mere fact...

She's takes a step closer to you.

Widow: You took down some decent fighters fantome. Your powers are new to you know?

Yn: ... Something like that... Trying to figure me out?

Widow: I like to know who I'm dealing with...

Yn: You do that for all your targets?

Widow: You are not of target... Pray that you never will be.

Widow looks you up and down taking in every detail of you.

Widow: You better give us some answers soon... Or Moria will really jaber jer way with you.

Widow then turns towards the door and begins to leave.

Yn: Whatever you say... Amelie.

Widow freezes when she hears that name. She then turns slowly towards you.

Widow: What did you say?

Yn: Oh shit...

Widow then turns fully towards him and grabs him by the chin.

Widow: How do you know that name? Parler!

Yn: I know everything about you...

Widow narrows her eyes and lets him go. She then locks the door.

Widow: Continuer...

Yn: Like I told glitch girl back there. I'm not from around here. But I know everything about you guys... Your stories... Are legends on my world?

Widow raises a brow.

Widow: World?

Yn: Different Earth to be more specific...

Widow: A fantome and a astronaute. What an interesting combination.

Yn slightly snorts at this.

Yn: It's not as great as it sounds.

Widow: You long for home no?

Yn: I do, my world is not that much different from this one. Sure we arn't as technologically adanced as your but we are slowly getting there?

Widow: But you fight each other as much we do? Oui?

Yn goes silent for a few moments before he slightly nods his head.

Yn: Yeah... War rages on still. But there are still those who stand and fight against it... Like my dad.

Widow: Your father is a warrior?

Yn: Special forces to be more exact. His time on the ground is over but he still makes a great impact around the world... He's a hero...

Widow: A hero... Quelle blague.

Widow eyes narrow even more.

Widow: There are no heros in the world. Only imbeciles who try and do good... But in the end they fall flat.

Yn: Is that what truly believe? Or is that the bullshit that Talon put into your head?

Widow balls her hand into a fist.

Widow: Stop...

Yn then stands up.

Yn: Don't give me that. I know what they did to you. They took you in the middle of the night, while you slept. Talon took you and turned you into a weapon... And made you do things that the normal Ameilie would have hated.

Widow: Soyez tranquille...

Yn: ... Like Gerard...

That sends Widow over the edge. She quickly swipes Yn's feet out from under him. Yn hits the ground but before he could react Widow was on top of him. She pulls a blade from her shirt and holds it to his throat.

Ameile: If you know what's best for you... Tu resteras silencieux.

Yn's eyes narrow and he presses his neck to the blade.

Yn: I don't give a shit. Theres a very good chance that I never make it back home. I've had to deal with that reality for the last few days and now I'm stuck playing lab rat to you assholes... You think I give a fuck that you put a blade to my neck...

Little trickles of blood began to run down the side of Yn's neck.

Ameila: ...

She slowly retracts the blade. She then stands up from Yn and turns her back.

Ameila: For your sake you will not bring that up again... Or I will not be as merciful cher...

She then leaves the room. Leaving Yn on the floor. As she walks back towards her private room she looks down at the blade. Some little blood patterns were circled onto the tip of the blade. She gently reaches down and slides the fresh liquid onto her fingers. She holds it up to her eyes...

Ameila: Le sang d'un fantome... Magnifique...











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