Mirage's Despair

She wants my other arm? She Can have it.

     =In mirage's bar=

Fuse- i'm going to cut my arm, she wants it? She can have it.
Caustic- Let me help you.
Lifeline- If you're really doing it you need a real doctor.
Octane- She knows what's she's saying, she's not crazy pal.
----------EVERYTHING IS NOT CANON TO APEX LORE, THIS IS JUST A STORY MADE BY ME--------------

Mirage- So are you doing it?
Fuse- Yeah, i think so mate.
Mirage- let me help you, I'm sure I can't help much but I think i can convince her to get out of here, these are just games we don't need any collateral damage- *BOOOOM*

Killer- THERE HE IS THAT DUDE WITH THE MECANIC ARM GET HIS ARM NOW!

Bloodhound- RUN, THERES NO TIME. ME AND BANGALORE ARE GOING TO COVER, EVERYONE GO TO SAFETY, AND LOBA... ASK FOR REV'S HELP NOW.

Bangalore- REMEMBER, THIS IS REAL LIFE... ITS NOT THE GAMES... YOU CAN DIE, BE CAREFUL.

*Everyone else escapes the bar*
Rampart- LOBA CALL REV NOW!
Octane- GO ON FASTER!

'Loba calls rev'
Loba- we need your help, we are all going to die if you don't come, bring weapons.
Rev- only because we have a deal, I'm on my way.
'call end'

Maggie- THIS IS WAR, YOU WILL ALL DIE.

*To be continued*