Demanding Eviction(open)

Jack was in no shape to be dealing with all of Talon at once, but he stood anyway from his chair and grabbed his gear. "Right uh..." he started and thanked the stars that Ana had decided they needed to change locations. Most of their kit including Whiskey had been moved off site. What remained here were his bots and intelligence. Jack didn't want to think about if Talon got wise to their hyper genius. But a lot of their people were still here, it kept up a good illusion of presence. Now that illusion had them targeted. Well he rubbed his head. "Right. Whiskey, put the base on lockdown, launch the drones, and lets hope they don't know all of our tricks yet, call everyone with two legs and the ability to hold a gun, this isn't going to be pretty."

George and Ansell along with Zenyatta stood at the ready, with a good portion of Whiskey's clone army all of them having been protected against the God AI's influence on the suggestion of Zenyatta. Whiskey's conscious should be enough to override the AI should they get infected at any point as what could an AI do against a natural brain? "Looks like it's time to put this to good use..." George grumbled as he hefted the hammer and rolled his neck.

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Gabriel was kept rather subdued, loaded onto Tamara's ship in full gear, ready to launch. The Sedative would wear off in a few minutes, sooner depending on the Nanomachines resilience. Those who'd brought him on promptly hustled away incase he woke up that moment and skewered one of them. It'd happened before.

"System check initiated, operating at optimal levels," he murmured a few moments after his handlers had escaped. The creature stood and looked over at Tamara. "What is the mission, my liege?"

Can they get one week of rest? Damn. McCree stayed near Jack this whole time, exercising his left arm and leg slowly to try his best. Don't need no therapist dammit. He'll look up when Hush enters the office, frowning at the news along with the alarms. Luckily he can still hold his weapon, but he'll still lag behind a bit. As long as he can help. McCree pushed himself up from the couch he was on, getting everything together as quickly as he can.

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How long has he been here? Confined in this small room. He could have escaped any time but what was the point? At least he became friends with the DJ, who brought him music and food. Poor kid. And he's surprised to be considered a friend as well. But hey, no harm in having friends. Gabriel perked up at the alarms, frowning as he gets up from his seat. Oh no. He'll turn to smoke before escaping that confined space, making his way into the open, guns in hand and ready.

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"Well, I came at a terrible time," Michael mumbled as he had stayed in Lucio's and Junkrat's workshop, uneasy because of the alarms as Lucio had already gotten ready to go. He'll look up as the DJ gives him a magnum, grabbing his own gear. He had took what the others have said to heart about these things. They're the animal, you're the hunter. Kill or be killed. Lucio can do this. Though he can't help but worry about Junkrat and Michael though. Okay, breathe. You can do this. Lucio moved to dig under the bed, taking out his own magnum that he got earlier. He needed something that could help if the situation called for it.

Junkrat cringed when he heard that alarm, "shit..Wot's that?" He turned to look at Michael and sighed, "I'll say...Yew jus' hang out here an' everythin'll be fine!" He flashed him a grin before getting up to get his own gear on, he wasn't even close to combat ready after the injury from the last mission, but he'd be damned if he was going to sit back and let everyone else fight, "yew stay in 'ere, mate, okay?" He didn't doubt that Michael was tough, but this wasn't his fight, and these weren't enemies he was used to.

He took a breath and looked over at Lucio, giving him a sure nod, "this could be it, mate. Ye'll be okay though." He nodded before opening the door and letting Lucio head out, following after him.

The Talon ships began to land around the base and unload their troops while Tamara's hovered above. Talon soldiers began to flood into the base, ransacking the place and going through every room. Tamara hit a button and the two god AIs sent out a pulse, giving Talon full access to the watch point's systems. "Attention Overwatch." She spoke into the comms, projecting it over the base's speakers. "Surrender yourselves to us now, or none of you will leave here alive." She said, then turning to her secret weapon. "Gabriel, go join the troops. Don't kill anyone yet."

Athena let out a scream as the God AI pulse hit her and Hush started cursing again. He made his way to the front of the base, taking out a few Talon goons on the way. He joined up with his teammates at the front. "Guys, they're all over the place, not just at the front here. We need an exit strategy." He said, pulling out his rifle and loading a bullet into the chamber. "They've already taken over our systems, who know what else they have up there."

Whiskey felt the intrusion into the base systems, and examined it, looking over how it functioned what it required to work. What a fascinating thing these God AIs, they weren't that different from any others they just happened to be very good at weaseling in an overwriting commands. Well then wouldn't it be easy to just turn that around? Just burrow through their defenses and put in place his own conscious? It's essentially what they were doing. It would be a clever trick if he could pull it off before Overwatch was truly destroyed for good. Right all he needed was one then he could turn them on each other.

His clone army was taking down Talon operatives they saw, as one stepped up over to Hush and Jack. "Oh I have a plan, if you all can hold for oh 10 minutes? I'm sure I can use one of their God AIs to our advantage. It's just the long distance broadcasting causes a lag; Everything is set up at the new location, soon as the influence of the AI drops the ships in the hangar are waiting to take off, and Talon will be too busy shooting each other with theirs and trying to get their AI under control again to follow," mused the teenaged robot.

Zenyatta hummed. "Perhaps it would be best to close all the entryways to this room and create a path to the hangar?" he asked.

"Soon as I've gotten the base back, can do, till then, good luck I will of course provide support," Whiskey mused. "Good thing I got out of here before this all happened." He chuckle. "Right well fight the good fight."

Jack raised a borw. "God AIs, Talon sure does like to play with fire," he grumbled priming his rifle and activating his visor. "Well that's the mission then, 10 minutes till extraction, take as many of them down as you can, ammunition is around you don't be afraid to use it," he said as he glanced around. Ansell had his own visor activated, and his rifle set. "George, think you can clear us a path to the hangar? I think we ought to try and make a beeline for it. 9.5 minutes to go."

The big guy nodded. "Just try not to stand in front of him," he replied as Hephaestus made an appearance, the red head gave a wink. "Oh hoho, so look who they finally called in, less see if they can deal with me." He swung his hammer around and headed for the door. The Hangar was a few halls down it was normally a quick walk but with the base swarming...it might be a bit.

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Gabriel did as he was instructed. "I doubt they will surrender, nestled too deeply in their sin to understand it is for their own good," he said as he stepped out, blades sliding from his wrists. Don't kill anyone yet, well no garauntees there. Should sin need cleansing he would not hesitate. "Let us see what this Overwatch is good for."

McCree didn't say a word throughout the whole thing, just deciding to stick near the group. He's a bit.. slow still but he'll struggle to try and keep up with them all. But damn, so much is going on and it's a bit overwhelming but he could handle it, no problem. "I'll keep an eye out on everything, just in case but since I'm still recovering, it might take a bit for me to do much," he'll state as he tightens his grip on his weapon.

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Reaper is doing his part, taking down as many goons as he can while making sure to keep the other fighters alive. He isn't going to fail this time. He'll growl as he takes a couple down, despite some surrendering to him. Yeah, he's a tough guy but he's not going to let anyone or anything slip through his fingers, just in case. As he was doing that, Lucio stuck close to Jamie, ready to do his job. He can do it, no big problem. Reaper is nearby and so are the others, they can help. Lucio took a deep breath as he starts fighting the Talon goons as well, managing to shove some off of the cliff and down to their death.

"Oh stay here, he says," Michael grumbled as he holds onto the gun as he stays in the workshop, pacing around a bit. He wants to help. He'll go ahead to the door to open it, peeking out and his eyes widened at the scene. "Woah, I have bad timing," he'll mumble to himself though that pulse made his head hurt. A lot. He'll step back, dropping his gun to hold his head with a pained growl. What the hell..?

It was absolute madness, but they were holding their own surprisingly well considering the vest difference between their numbers and Talon's. They only needed to buy about ten minutes, or that's what he thought he'd heard, but ten minutes felt a lot more like ten years when you were fighting for your life.

He'd opted to stay close to Lucio, keeping an eye on their only other healer besides Zenyatta while he did his part peppering the group with explosives, doing his best to push them back and confuse them enough to allow better openings for the others to pick them off. He glanced over when he spotted Michael, about to warn him when he saw him double over and grab his head, "Michael...?" He nudged Lucio, "Listen mate, I'm okay here, can you go check on Mich?!" His eyes were bright with worry, "We're gonna have to keep 'im with us..." He realized, it was going to be difficult watching after him while they made their way to the hangar, but he'd keep him close.

"M'am...They're fighting back!" A soldier radioed in and Tamara nodded. She had a feeling that they wouldn't go quietly and sighed.

"Prepare the fusion cores." She said, some of the few soldiers began to hastily run about and start to put the finishing touches on two more devices like the one used in Los Angeles. "Gabriel, do whatever you can to try to herd them all together. I want them to be in one place for the end of Overwatch." She called to her living weapon.

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Hush kept pushing through the crowd with the others, he cursed when he turned a corner and found over a dozen soldiers. "Don't you guys ever take a break!" He shouted, exasperated as he raised his rifle again. There was a metallic clunking sound followed by a loud grinding. Shrapnel began to rip through the soldiers as Junkrat thuded through them, lowering his scrap gun and looking over the rest of the team.

"Don't stand around...we need to get out of here." He said, shoving another handful of shrapnel into his weapon and continuing to head to the hanger. Hush chuckled and looked at the people with him and nodded before following the giant of a man.

Whiskey's bot spoke to the group as they were on the move. "Increased radioativity and energy in your area, they have one of those fusion bombs, I will do what I can to attempt to disable that as well, ETA of 5 minutes on the God AI, all vessels are prepped, I suggest each of you take one and I will launch all of them together," he said helpfully. A few more whiskey bots joined their group after knocking out a batch of soldiers. Ansell was riding on one of the bot's shoulders, how handy, the machanized gait was awful smooth, made firing his rifle a joy.

Hephaestus leaped out in front of the group as a dozen soldiers turned the corner, his hammer coming down and loosing an electrified wave upon them. They fell in a siezing pile. "Oops, hehe," cackled the massive man as he continued to grind out his swath of mayhem. "Bow to your god, little men...it'll make it hurt less..." Not even a bit of ego there.

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Gabriel moved forward on his wings, activating his visors infrared spectrum, it imediately locked onto the hottest thing which...well wasn't the hangar or the core. "What is that?" he mused to himself. Seemed their wayward Overwatchers were headed down after it. He dove and smashed through metal and stone ceiling dropping in front of Hephaestus and the group that was just behind him. "Were you going somewhere heathens? Come, let me redeem your accursed souls."

Lucio perked up at the nudge, frowning at Jamie for a moment before looking over at Michael. "Sure, we'll be close by. Be careful," he'll reply, skating over to Michael before resting his hands on his shoulders. "Hey, come on, we got this. You're alright and we need to get moving. Stay close," he'll say, making sure his weapon stays on healing so it can try and make Michael's head feel better, which was slowly working. Michael didn't say a word, only nodding as he follows behind Lucio, then he'll spot Reaper, who backed up a bit to try and make his way to the hanger, motioning for the others to go and he'll stay behind to make sure they are all where they need to be first.

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Jeez, and he thought he has seen everything. McCree stopped when Gabriel made an appearance, narrowing his eyes as he moves to make sure to keep Jack close by. "Oh we were going out for some drinks," he'll say with a smirk and a shrug, tightening his hold on Peacekeeper even more before moving again to make sure to keep the commander behind him instead of in front. "It's a celebration," Jesse added with a small tilt of his head. Whoever this guy is, he isn't going to let him hurt anyone.

Junkrat looked relieved when he saw Lucio at Michael's side, he wasn't about to let the poor kid die here, in a fight that wasn't even his to fight. When he was sure everyone was moving steadily, he hustled ahead, confident in Gabe's ability to watch the other two. He was up to McCree and Jack's side in no time, glancing at the two with a sure nod, "Gabe's bringin' up th'rear with Lucio." He would leave Michael's name out for the moment, they would meet him when everyone was safe. He was ready to start in on the rest of Talon's group when Gabriel entered.

"Yew!" He gave the thing a fiery glare, he knew this monster plenty well, he and Ansell had encountered it back in Dorado. He glanced back at the other two with a low growl in his voice, "this is the fucking thing wot crippled Ansell. Be careful." He had to resist the urge to fore at him, he had a bone to pick, but Ana had told him that revenge got you nowhere, he would wait and see what Jack and McCree intended to do.

Hush nodded as he leveled his weapon at the angel. "So that's what you guys meant in your report..." He muttered as he realized this thing wasn't giving off normal life signs. As the angel stood before them more Talon agents began to swarm in behind them. "Looks like we're cornered..." Hush said, lowering his weapon, knowing it was pretty useless in this situation. "It was a good run we had here..." He said before a small explosion rang out. One of the Talon ships plummeted to the ground with a large hole in it. The lead ship quickly took off, taking the God AIs with it at high speed as it vanished into the clouds. A figure walked out of the flaming wreckage, another angel but bigger than Gabriel.

"Prepare to be eradicated." The second angel said, large axe in one hand. Holding up the other he conjured a line of fire that burned through several Talon soldiers. The angel then hurled his axe, destroying a section of the wall and opening a short cut to the hangers.

"Everybody go!" Roadhog said, scooping Junkrat under one arm and Lucio under another as he led the retreat to the hanger. The angel watched the fleeing Overwatch agents and then registered Gabriel as a bigger threat.

"Prepare to be eradicated." Raphael said, recalling his axe before flying at Gabriel.

Jack was about to say something to the effect that this fight wasn't over yet, but a series of events unfolded before he could say anything. BOOM! He winced rifle flying around to find the source, he locked onto a monstrosity that had burst through the soldiers behind them. A blink. "God AIs pulling out, one of them leaves with a surprise! Little backdoor, we should go though ships are ready to take off," piped up the helpful Whiskey as his little army of bots hustled after Roadhog.

Jack was moving off after Zenyatta, and glanced to see Hephaestus wasn't moving to follow them. "Heph come on!" he called, and the electrified man looked over his shoulder, hammer clenched in his hands a madness in his eyes. "Don't you D-"

He didn't get to say anything before the man smashed the ceiling collapsing the hall between Overwatch and the three. "HEPHAESTUS!" Jack swore under his breath. "Damnit...Get to the ships, come on move out!" Ansell was about to complain. "No we go, we can't stay here, leave one ship in the hangar..." He informed Whiskey and then sprinted out ahead motioning for people to get on. "Come on people move it out."

Gabriel tilted his head at the two that now stood before him, "Well, well, the fallen come to try and pull the righteous down," he mused and danced out of Raphael's way as he flew at him, blades spinning around to try and slice at the other angel. He almost got smashed by the hammer that swung down from Hephaestus. Well he'd need to be more aware. Not hard as he slipped under the blow and put a boot into Heph's back sending him stumbling forward. "Inelegant as I expected, hard to believe you could have ever been my equal."