Hard Time Chapter 1

~{Hard Times Part 22}~

The world is cruel in it's own way taking form of different types of situations. The sequence of events that had coalesced together did not fit with Jesse's strand of life. While the battle taking place around him continued, not a single breath was given to let the man recover and get back on his feet. In battle every fleeting second counted towards survival. If just a single breath was wasted, time could be unforgiving and shave a second of your life to invite death closer.

Sigma turned from balancing himself and started to form a boulder from the crumbling debris around him. Just like hot metal, the rocks had congealed by his will sticking the smaller pieces into one massive object. His shadow grew as he collected the particles together casting down upon the critically injured agent. "Errah!" With the force of his hands he propelled the manifestation of rock towards McCree.

"Yahi param vaastavikta hai!" A large blue wall had formed seconds before the large rock could make contact. The boulder smashed against the barrier breaking into pieces. Satya swiped her hands to the side summoning her ability to protect her teammates. "This is the ultimate reality." She spoke glaring towards Sigma. His face contorted into shock then disappointment. He grunted falling back and grumbling out commands into his communication device waiting for his next set of directions.

At the same time another voice called out, "Jesse!" A very worried Japanese voice had rung sounding closer against the bits of rubble. Hanzo ran down the steps sliding to a stop to aid his friend. He bent down hesitantly pressing his hand against Jesse's chest. "This is agent Shimada, calling for immediate backup. Jesse has been terribly injured." Hanzo kept his knuckles rubbing against the center of McCree's chest to keep him awake. He knew it would be uncomfortable, but he couldn't risk Jesse falling asleep. His eyes shot towards Satya, who was already forming a teleporter.

"Morrison here, back up is arriving. Hang in here agents, we are getting you out of there as soon as we can."

"Baptiste online, heading your way. The civilians are together. Hana and I are headed your way."

"I have opened a path, group up with me." Satya notified. She turned checking the other entrance ways that one of Talon's agents might make their way through. A green glowing light quickly made his way down the stairs with his katana dripping of blood. He slipped the blade into his sheath sighing heavily as the capsules in his shoulders popped with a hiss.

A synthetic mixture of light had caught his attention as he approached his team. The cyborgs eyes narrowed behind his visor unsure of what was going on. His eyes flicked to the hovering disk projecting a golden light and then his brother knelt down beside a body. Fearing the worst, his legs picked up the pace until he came to a stop just inches away from McCree. He swallowed thickly feeling his body tingle with rage.

The gunslinger twitched his lips until he was able to form words. "G-Get me up." He grumbled, tilting his head to the right then to his left. Hanzo shook his head not thinking it to be a good idea. "Fuck-" if he wasn't going to get any help then dammit he'd do it himself.

"McCree you idiot stay still!" Hanzo yelled pressing his hand flat against Jesse's chest. When would the cowboy understand the extent of his situation.

"No.." he gasped out slipping his hand around Hanzo's wrist. The Shimada needed to understand the position of the teams situation. They were all in danger being exposed in the middle of the road. They needed to move before the bastards came back with more force. "N-Now help me up."

The Shimada bit his bottom lip and nodded. He looked to Baptiste and D.Va. "Get the teleporter ready. As soon as we get him up he will start to bleed out more."

The healer gave a hum, then pressed his hand against his ear. "How are we on time."

"A minute and approaching. How is Jesse's condition, I can't get a reading on his tracker."