Hard Time Chapter 1

~{Hard Times Part 21}~

To think this is how the first mission will go. Not the best first impression, but how can you honestly predict the way an operation will go -- that's the thing, you cannot. Unless in some odd universe a selective higher being controls the way events arose and fell, or a platform in which collective amounts of story lines give repetitive plots, then there is no valid way to understand the possible arrival of Talon. Given the situation and location, the voice echoing inside the link's frequency set off a few alarms with most of the team--McCree more than anyone else. He balled his mechanical hand into a fist quickly wrapping it around the door handle. To his deep disappointment, the door failed to budge an inch. The locks from the inside were jammed, hacked into, preventive from anyone entering or exiting. An individual with that talent immediately gave McCree the impression the one behind all this chaos is Sombra. From the inside a deep hum vibrated against the walls running deep within connective wires before the lights flickered uncontrollably. It looked like something from out of a horror movie. Screams and cries behind the entrance doors alarmed McCree as they got closer and closer.

Assessing the door, Jesse glanced up and down the glass entrance way. People locked inside rushed to the doors banging or shoving their bodies against the glass in desperation to get out. Inside it sounded like a massacre, but in reality the lights cut off sending the emergency signal lights to come on. The whole museum was flooded in a light of red. The alarms didn't go off, having been silenced in the radial hack. "Ngh! I can't get in!" Jesse yelled, trying to make the best attempt to force the doors open. "Everybody back up!" The crowd of panicked people listened by spreading themselves away from the door. McCree drew out his lovely peacekeeper before aiming towards the double doors.

"Lines been compromised McCree, code blue." In other words the frequency needed to be linked to the backup line--which the cowboy easily did. "McCree what's your status." Jack asked urgently. From the base his worries increased. Not being there with the team always stressed him out. As good as a life it is to be 'in the fight' at home, there was nothing good about it when metaphorical shit hits the fan. There was no control about handling the situation, and to think of the possibility of his agents getting hurt ached deeply in his heart.

"Civilians are stuck inside with the doors locked from both sides. It won't budge or move," He explained, "so I'm going to shoot through it to break the glass." The barrel of the gun was already trained at the double doors with his finger resting against the trigger.

"That's a negative, Jesse. Ever since the break in, the owner didn't want to take any more risks. With the new installment bullet proof glass includes the doors. Unless you want a bullet going through your leg, I would not suggest taking a shot."

"Guess it really didn't do them much." McCree growled in frustration, "Baptistie--"

"Already on my way. I will take care of grouping the rest of the civilians. Satya has the rest over by the main hall huddled together. If the situation calls for it, she has her barrier ready."

"Understood," said Morrison in a gruff voice. It gave him some sort of relief to know that two of his agents were already on the move to isolating the rest of the civilians into a safer location. With that out of the way he can focus on the rest of his team.

"What about my brother? Where is he? I can check around for another way in--"

"Stay where you are Shimada."

Stay back while his brother was suffering, Hanzo couldn't swallow the idea correctly. "There hasn't been word of Genji, I'm going to check on him." Hanzo turned heading towards the fire escape stairwell from where he was, but stopped when Morrison sternly spoke against it.

"You are not to move, that's an order Shimada. We still don't know the depth of the situation. It's better we contain the issue rather than expose it to more options. One of Talon's agents is detected within the building. Something tells me they aren't the only agents ghosting around the area. I need you and McCree in your positions until I get word that the area is clear. Keep your eyes peeled from where you are. Notify me immediately if anything new pops up. We need to get to the bottom of this and eliminate it without any casualties." Jack looked down at the blue hologram on his desk already trying to see if he could locate Genji on his layout. The small blinking dots of each individual starting going out one by one. Morrison sighed shaking his head, a gloved hand weaving through his hair. "Damnit. . .trackers are out."