Fight After Fight... (Overwatch)

Twenty Three

After months and months of recovery, I'm finally able to walk out and make announcements to press as a completely healthy person.

And they noticed. And they commented. And then they started asking questions.

"I will tell you the same thing I told you yesterday," I said as I shook my head, my hand holding the podium in front of me. "I will find him when Overwatch can release me from my speaking to you duties for more than a few hours."

"You said six months ago that you would have him in custody." One of the reports said and I sighed.

"Yes and I also thought my recovery would be faster but that is a recent event." I said before switching to the topics Overwatch needed me to discuses.

"Now I will answer questions but they can not have anything to do with my personal job or missions!" I said after I finished and I heard a chuckle come from the side of the stage.

"Such a same." A very familiar voice say and I looked over to see Len and Braxton standing side by side. There were a few others and I heard a few stunned gasps around me. "I had a few to ask about us."

My gaze left them as I scanned the room. There were more people around. More people with guns.

Now I have to hope my talking skills can get the reports out of here.

"You know I expected this from you, Braxton." I said as I looked over at the two. "But Len? I was warned that you were on their side but I choose not to believe it... Yet here are standing next to the man who tormented us in high school."

"Look Braddock we all know that most of here, if not all, aren't leaving here alive." Braxton said as Len avoided my stare. "So why don't we cut to the case?"

"What are you saying?" I said as I let more arms fall to my side. No one flinched. They believed I wasn't armed. I turned so I was fully facing them. "Did you come all this way because you were tired of waiting for me to arrest you? Thanks boys it makes my life a lot easier now how about you-"

I cut short as a few rounds were fired into the ground in front of me.

"Oh stop joking Vivian!" Len said as I snapped my attention back to him. "You never take life seriously!"

"Me take life seriously? You're the one here threatening to kill everyone in this room. There is no room for you to be talking."

"Then maybe you should-" Len never got the chance to finish his sentence. He didn't deserve the satisfaction. None of them deserved the satisfaction of final words.

Of course the moment my quick shots from one of my two extended clip pistols blew Len's brains all over Braxton was the moment lead started to rain at me. And only me.

But the storm could not sink me or stop my rounds from finding there marks.

Soon the thunder stopped rumbling and the room was smoking.

I walked back into the wall and slid into a sitting position.

My body was filled with bullets. My head was filled with horror.

My soul was at peace though.

"Vivian!" I heard through my haze. I couldn't move anymore. I didn't care. "Gad Damn it! Vivian!" Someone shouted and I felt my shoulders being grabbed by a set of hands.

"Hey Sombra..." I said weakly. It was the first time I had seen her in months as well. "How have things been with you?"

"How have things been doing with me?" She said shocked as she moved my head so I could see her better. "Vivian you're bleeding! You're dying!"