As Sombra and her accompanying Talon squad entered the Maximum Security level, a few easy hacks and an EMP gave the Talon team access to the cell holding Amadeus Blueblood and a few other of his associates. Sombra opened the door, shocking the five ponies inside.

"Which one of you is Amadeus?" She asked. Amadeus stood up and nodded. Sombra nodded and the Talon troops rushed him to a waiting helicopter. Sombra took one last look at the other prisoners before a burst of bullets from her PDW ended their lives. She holstered her weapon, smiled and boarded the helicopter, which took off for their mountain base.

"All troops, this is Sombra." she spoke into her ear-comm. "Target secure. We're done here."

"Roger that." Reaper replied. "Meet at our rally point for extraction. Objective complete."

"Confirmed." Widowmaker added.

"As you wish." Doomfist growled.

====

The Overwatch agents stood in shock as Reaper, Widowmaker, and Doomfist escaped under the cover of Reaper's Death Blossom. Jumping into a waiting dropship, D.Va and Soldier unloaded their final bursts of ammo in an attempt to stop them. The Dropship, though it took a few hits, flew off with the other helicopters towards their unknown destination.

"This is Magister." Twilight growled. "Report, everyone."

As the Agents checked in with their status, Twilight set out for the dungeons.

====
As she arrived, she was shocked to see a platoon of guards hauling four body bags out of the cell where Amadeus was kept.

"Who are they?" Twilight asked.

"The bodies of several prominent Traditionalists, Princess." one said. "There was supposed to be five, but one is missing."

"Which one?" Twilight asked. The Guard shuffled nervously, knowing that what he had to say was certainly what the Princess didn't want to hear.

"Which one?" she asked again.

"Amadeus Blueblood." The Guard said. "His body was not found."
Twilight's eyes flared, and she fell to the ground, her Manastrike Staff falling beside her.

"Amadeus...gone?" she thought, completely dumbstruck. She gathered her nerves and thanked the Guard before heading back to the Courtroom.

====

Twilight entered the courtroom and collapsed, causing Tracer and Soldier to rush over.

"What's wrong?" Tracer asked.

"Amadeus...he's gone." Twilight stammered. "Talon…"

The thoughts of every Overwatch agent present clicked together.

"That's what Talon came here for." Reinhardt growled. "They wanted Amadeus."

"Why, though?" Mercy asked. "It's not like Talon to kidnap someone from another world just because they can."

"Amadeus had significant political and financial connections." Twilight said. "Talon could use someone with friends like that. We need to find him. Overwatch, we're heading back to Earth. Celestia, can you clean this up here?"

Celestia didn't have the time to reply as Twilight and the other Agents vanished through a teleporter.

====

Arriving back at the Crete base, Twilight hurried off to find Winston, while the others waited apprehensively. After a few minutes, Twilight came back with an angered Winston.

"Agents, here's the plan. Our objective is to return Amadeus Blueblood to justice, now known as Maestro. We can't do this as a group, it'll draw too much attention."

"So that's why we're forming teams of two or three to search the globe." Twilight said, drawing up a map. "I've already assigned each agent to a partner. Take these."

Twilight handed out tablets to each agent.

"These will allow us to cross-communicate leads and evidence to the other search teams." Twilight continued. "I will remain here with the Bastion unit, Mercy, Winston, Torbjorn, and Northstar as security for this base."

Bastion gave a chirp.

"Also, we need all the help we can get. If you find someone worth recruiting, don't hesitate." Twilight said. "However, you cannot give any hints that Overwatch was officially recalled, or any details to our mission. Furthermore, do your best to stay out of trouble. That's all. Pair up and get moving."

"Roger that." the agents chorused, taking their tablets and proceeding to form their teams.

Reinhardt, Brigitte, and Genji were to search the Northern United States and most of central Europe.

Tracer and Soldier-76 would check on King's Row, Eichenwalde, and Dorado.

D.Va and Pharah were tasked with Numbani and Cairo.

Hanzo and Mei were heading to Hanamura along with Cape Town, South Africa, due to Talon activity recently reported there. Twilight made sure each Agent was at peak condition before sending them out on their respective journeys via Orca aircraft.

====
Volskaya Industries, Russia

Zarya stood near the side of Lynx-Seventeen as he underwent repairs from the warehouse explosion. The Russian weightlifter's mind was crisscrossed with worry and doubt.

"Volskaya received tech from...the Omnics? Russia's enemy?" she thought miserably. "She was supposed to be the defender of Russia…"

Zarya gave an unconscious Lynx one last look before heading to her rest area. She was about to log onto her laptop before she noticed something near it.

A USB drive, emblazoned with the Overwatch logo. A note was near it.

Watch and listen. You need to hear what needs to be said on this drive.

A friend.

Zarya plugged the drive in, and inside was a video file marked A MESSAGE TO THE WORLD. Zarya hit PLAY, and sat back.

====

Zarya watched in shock as the words from the message registered in her mind, the images still fresh and new. She could still hear the call in her ears.

The world decided they were better off without us…

They even called us criminals! They tore our family apart...

...BUT LOOK AROUND!

Someone has to do something!

We have to do something!

We can make a difference again! The world needs us now, more than ever!

Are you with me?

Zarya slowly shut the laptop and sighed, looking at the Overwatch USB drive, and a feeling of hope started to rise within her.

"I am with you." she whispered. "Aleksandra Zaryanova is with you."
====
Dorado

As the streets of Dorado lay silent, one man leaned on a street corner, smoking a cigar. The Peacekeeper revolver lay silent in its holster, and the only illumination was from the burning end of McCree's cigar.

McCree was bored, truth be told. After stopping a train robbery, he had headed south to Dorado for some rest.

Problem was, rest wasn't easy to find. This section of Dorado was controlled thoroughly by the Los Muertos, and McCree had dodged them three times already. McCree stomped out his cigar and frowned. There was a dull click, and McCree smiled.

"Whatever you got, I want it." the hoodlum said.

"I doubt you do." McCree replied calmly. "You've got better things to do then rob people, youngster."

"Do I?"

"If I was being honest…" McCree said, secretly priming a Flashbang. "Yes."

McCree rolled and threw the grenade, blinding the thug, followed by two shots from the Peacekeeper straight into his leg. As the hoodlum fell to the ground, groaning, McCree scoffed.

"Next time, don't cross paths with someone who's got the clear upper hand." he scoffed. "And I'd get someone to look at that leg."

McCree walked off as the thug limped away. Eventually sitting down in a vacant inn, he ordered a drink and looked at the TV.

"...Though the UN continues to deny the legitimacy of the film, the mysterious objects seen and filmed leaving the island of Crete were confirmed to be Overwatch Orca aircraft, heading for the United States, Europe, Japan, and Africa. The UN has cited the Petras act multiple times, and affirms its statement the Overwatch Charter was revoked...In other news, The Gadsden Corporation in South Africa has come under public pressure to suspend watershed development in Cape Town…"

McCree sighed and looked back at the USB he had received a while ago. Like Zarya's, it was emblazoned with the Overwatch logo.

"So Winston, what's your next move?" McCree sighed, taking a ship of whiskey. "You've already recalled us, so what now?"

McCree finished his drink, paid for a room, and headed upstairs.

Author's Notes:

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