And once Y/N's hair was moved by the wind, Ashe could see the deep scars of the Talon symbol on the back of her neck, the end of a deep scar revealed itself from underneath her collar along with a burn wound of the number zero.
Project Zero. Talon's very best, failed, experiment.
"An eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind."
― Mahatma Gandhi
Ashe could feel her blood boiling, Talon was going to pay. They hurt something that was always meant to be hers, someone that once gave meaning to the word flawless. Ashe was once considered as the most dangerous gangster to have ever lived, and she was going to show Talon why she she was considered to be the worst of the worst.
Y/N decided not to comment on Ashe's tense state, but instead focused on the road they were currently following.
Though a cuss left Ashe's lips when the hat she had borrowed from someone, decided to have a life on its own and leave the comfort of her head. Angela chuckled, approving of the situation, since it did lighten up the mood. Ashe was quick to glare at her as she ran her hand through her hair.
"I have a question, if you don't mind me asking." Y/N hummed, signaling for Angela to continue. "You can sense where we have to stop, which is 5 miles away, so why can't you sense if people are following us?" Y/N raised her brow while carefully lifting her hair to the side, right before running her finger on the base where her spine connected to her skull, a metal device slowly crawling to cover an inch or two of the fragile area.
Angela's eyes narrowed as she noticed that the device had iron like bars to hold itself in place on the skin, she recognized that tech all to well. Talon's former techmaster, Techmaster Centipede. Though Angela had thought that he could've removed it when he joined the Fangs?
"As much as Seth would have wanted to fix it, it seemed that he was a bit too clever for his own good. When he left Talon, the tech that was left from this device was left in Moira's possession, allowing her to track me and what not. So after a few painful hours of adjustments, he managed to save me from Talon's grasp." Angela cringed, chills running down her spine. She could only imagine the pain of those adjustments.
"It however limited my abilities to specifically point out certain things. Things such as Seth's leftover tech that is currently in Talon's possession, Talon used it to hide from me before. There are only a few people that possess the last pieces. And those people are Sombra, Widowmaker and Moira."
Ashe sighed. "Can't we take it off of 'em when we catch 'em?" Y/N chuckled before shaking her head. "Centipede is a clever man, once it's attached to someone, it never lets go. Those three have fragments that all have different abilities, such as creating shields, sharpening senses and boosting others. Every shards combined creates that limit of my telepathic ability. It's created, it exists, and so that limit will always exist as well. It's natural for humans to have limits either way."
Y/N mumbled the last bit, not as phased by her story as much as Angela and Ashe were. Chills running down their spines when seeing the device move about, of course it had to be in that shape and form. They weren't comforted as they noticed that it sought its way back under the comfort of the woman's skin.
Y/N hummed, understanding their reaction but wanting them to stay focussed. They had about an hour to go to reach the destination. A sudden idea suddenly popped up inside her head, an idea of what kind of tech they were carrying with them.
She was quick to allow herself to turn around and slide to the side of the motorcycle, while keeping it on track. Her feet were touching Ashe's as she had gotten the hint, she was quick to take over the steering wheel as Y/n sat behind her, her back facing hers.
