Everyone turned to see Doomfist himself.
He was standing there with his chin high, arrogant as always. "You think this is over? This is only the beginning now that I have arrived." Doomfist said.
Lena glanced at Y/n, her heart sinking to her stomach. With Y/n like this and all our ultimates used, there no way Lena panicked internally.
They had one goal, and they forgot that goal. Now it will cost them. Cost them what? Soon they will know.
"Whats wrong? You forgot I existed?" Doomfist said. "Don't worry, I'll make this quick for you're little friend over there. One punch is all I need." he cracked his neck but the tanks stood in front of Y/n protectively.
"Oh? Is she that important?" "Back off Doomfist. Have some mercy." Soldier growled. "Winners take any opportunity they get, and there is an easy pick off right there. Atleast if I finish her off, you have much of a burden when I terminate the rest off you." Doomfist chuckled.
"You won't have the chance." Lena stepped in and Doomfist raised an eyebrow at the Brit. "What happen to you? Did this girl change you're persona to be more harsh?" he asked.
Lena growled.
"Tracer." Soldier grabbed Lena by the shoulder. "Right now we need to find away to win without having any casualities, so focus on that." he whispered. "With no ultimates?" Lena said in complete disbelief. "The chances are slim but we've got to try." the old soldier encourages and Lena nods.
"What do you want?" Soldier asked. Doomfist smirked. "The world, but I doubt you would give that to me willingly." he said before rising into the air with an uppercut and slammed into the middle of the team.
Seperating them. Lena got up instantly and carried Y/n to safety behind Reinhardt's shield.
"Winston! Call the dropship!" Soldier whispered in a stern voice, hoping Talon couldn't hear.
The scientist nodded before typing away at his phone like watch. "We have to sustain for three minutes." Winston informed. "Why are you whispering? Did you bring me a present?" Doomfist chuckled, removing his robotic fist from a poor soldier's crushed head.
Y/n watched in terror and fear as she watched the man's body drop to the ground. Shes seen death, but not to this extent. The y/h/c haired girl feared she would be next.
The Brit glanced at Y/n for a moment to see the evident fear in her eyes. Lena knew if Y/n was in the worst situation possible, she would accept her fate. But Lena would not let that happen.
In that moment, Doomfist charged straight to Rein's shield. The only thing between them and certain death. Y/n knew he would break through and reacted quick enough to toss a dagger his way.
Doomfist however, could not return that same level of reaction time and suffered a stab to his right shoulder. "The pipsqueak has a fighting experience. How exciting." he chuckled and pulled the knife out with ease.
Y/n flinched. He didn't even seem affected, even more after Moira healed him up. Y/n would have screamed out in agony but Doomfist just pulled it out as if it were a tiny spilinter.
While this was happening, the agents failed to notice the Talon agents being healed up with the help of Moira. Since they weren't able to stop or disrupt it, they stood back up. Refreshed. This, this is a nightmare scenario for Overwatch.
"You know, I would never admit to the public but since I know you will never make it out alive to the public I'll say it anyways. I liked Kings Row. The people here, very nice. But I guess it was the best place to start the rebellion. And when Overwatch is gone, Talon will be the heroes in the public's eye." Doomfist bragged.
