The alarm never stopped buzzing and that red flashing light never shut off. People quickly rushed to the exits, unaware of what was happening. So much for an espionage mission

No matter how much time passed, it seems there was no one coming to confront you. Regardless of how large this place was, no one knew this secret base existed, not even those who worked there, so what need is there to reinforce the defenses? Hence why all the Talon soldiers at Lijang Tower met their end from a small crossfire.

Your eyes stay trained on the figure. It was as if the alarm wasn't even ringing or the lights weren't flashing. You were panting lightly and sweat droplets made their way down your temples. Your heart beat fast at seeing the person before you, even though it shouldn't be

"What are you doing here" you asked firmly

He reloaded his rifle then rested it on his shoulder. "Looked like you needed some help kid" Soldier 76 said to you as he looked around at the Talon bodies

"I don't need your help" You lied as you stared into that glowing red, intimidating visor of his. You don't know why you were being so edgy towards him. It could be your lack of sleep, the fact that he didn't rejoin overwatch when you asked him to in Dorado, or even because this whole situation messed with your emotions.

"Do you want to find her or not?"

You lightly gasped "How do you know she's gone?!"

"I've been watching you for some time"

You glared at him for a few moments as you processed what he just said. "What?! This whole time you've been spying on me and you didn't think to help at all? If you know where she is then why are you just approaching me now? If you've been spying, then why didn't you help us at Anubis. How did you even find me?!" You began to rant in anger, all for naught

"Calm down kid"

"No! You stood by watching all this time while-"

He grabbed your torso and pushed you back so you staggered a few steps "I said calm yourself! Let me explain..." You sighed and rubbed your shirt to remove the wrinkles that Morrison may have formed

"For starters, I was never at Anubis and I didn't know Lena was missing until I figured it out while following you on this mission. I didn't help you on the other missions because you didn't need it. Look, you wiped almost a dozen Talon bases practically alone. They're on high alert because of it...Do you still have that map I gave you?"

You nodded and pulled out your phone. Because the map was implemented into Athena, she was able to spread it across all platforms, including cellular devices. The holographic globe popped up from your screen as you displayed it for Morrison

"The program has a certain file in it. That's why I was able to follow you."

You took in the information and pocketed your phone. You looked back to the many computers in the ring. "Why do you think you can find her. There has to be something in here that will tell me anything" You said as you quickly rushed towards one of the control center computers

76 put his hand on your shoulder and turned you around "I know I can find her, we can find her because I know where the base is. You ain't gonna find anything on those computers. Pull that map out again" Your eyes widened at hearing that he knew where Lena was. All your searching can come to an end.

You became anxious and excited, so you went to the application with haste. "Why are you doing this? What happened to being a lone wolf" You asked as you were scrolling about on your phone

He sighed and looked away. "Lena is like a daughter to me. I couldn't forgive myself if I just let her be a prisoner for those bastards"

The globe popped up once more and Morrison began rotating it around by sliding it. Once he was done spinning it, he zoomed in on a particular point. It seemed like he just picked a random spot in the Tropical region of the Atlantic, for there was nothing there. There was no data like the other Talon bases. You became slightly confused. Of course in the tropics, there were many many islands, but how did he know exactly which one? Something made you feel a little skeptical, despite how desperate you were

"Here" He said while making a small circle with his finger in the aforementioned part of the globe.

You stared at it for a few moments. "There's nothing there"

"I can't tell you the exact coordinates, but it's around there, trust me"

"If not even this control center has information about the base, how do you know she's there. Did you track a Talon ship or something"

"No" Is all he said

"Then how do you know? I'm not going to risk everything just for a pointless invasion on a base that I don't even know if it exists"

"Kid, just trust me on this one"

You became uneasy and your eyes narrowed. Doubt began to consume you, why wouldn't it. 76 is beating around the bush with this topic "Jack, is it a fact that Lena is at this base, if there is one?"

"It's the closest thing to a fact you are going to get"

You scoffed and turned around for a second in frustration "Are you telling me this information just on a gut feeling?! How can you come to me like this and not even know for sure where Lena is?" He remained staring at you through his visor, silent as a mouse. "Forget it, I don't need your help. And quit spying on me" You said and you turned around and began walking away

"You don't have a choice (your name)" You stopped in your tracks, but kept your back towards him. "What else are you gonna do? Keep invading worthless Talon bases? That ain't gonna get anything done. Now you either listen to me, or you wander around the world and hope you stumble upon Lena."

You turned around and took a couple of steps to him. "Why should I believe you? How are you so sure that's where she is?"

"She has to be there." He turned and looked out into the distance "She has to. There's no where else she could be."

"Why?"

"Because..." He looked back to the area he had circled on the globe "that's where Gerard found Amelie"

To say Lena was terrified is an understatement. Granted she knew what she was getting into the moment she disobeyed her captors. Of course, it was the right decision, short term at least. You certainly would have listened to a distressed Lena, and she knew that. This doesn't change the fact that "very bad things" are going to happen to her. The unknown may be more petrifying than anything Lena could think of.

Passing Talon soldiers on duty cringed and winced at the sight of the all powerful mercenary, Reaper, practically dragging Lena down many hallways and walkways. She screamed, yelled for help, grabbed onto objects and soldiers, kicked him, the whole nine yards. Most of the soldiers felt somewhat bad for the girl. Someone as pretty as her doesn't deserve what's coming to her. But what were they to do about it? Demand Lena be released simply because she's attractive?

It's really quite surprising the mercenary hasn't rendered her unconscious yet, for he was getting more annoyed the more his ears began to hurt from the high pitched yells. Perhaps he still felt sympathy towards the young woman after spending years at Gibraltar with her. But that doesn't excuse the fact that he was still dragging her somewhere that would harm her.

After quite some time Lena stopped struggling, for it was no use, Reaper was much stronger than she was. Fear entered her once more when the two of them passed the building that held the cells, meaning she was going somewhere other than that lonely room. On any other given day, that would be a positive, but not now. Never had Lena ever thought she would long for solitude in a cell until now.

At the far end of the base, there sat a massive black building trimmed with dark red. It wasn't as tall as some of the others, but it certainly covered the most square footage. The mercenary and his prisoner entered the building after Reaper entered a combination of numbers on the padlock.

They walked down dim, black steel corridors. Steam emitted from the vents, giving off an eerie look. They passed by windows which Lena glanced into as they passed, seeing men in lab coats or in all black doing god knows what. If she was to guess, it was some sort of a laboratory or medical facility. It didn't matter what it was, all that mattered was that she's terrified, trembling almost and wanting to cry on someone's shoulder, but she had to be strong, she had to.

They entered this elevated glass walkway, and below them, Lena saw a mass number of Talon soldiers lined up in an organized manner. The large squads obeyed the men in front of each platoon. Once the passage ended, Reaper pulled Lena into a room and threw her to the ground once entering

The room was of the same colors and brightness as the corridors. The only difference being there was a chair in the center that was elevated above the rest of the room via stairs that circled it. There were tables set all about as well as computers. The tables being covered with paperwork, monitors, and all sorts of different levers, switches, and buttons. The most noticeable and interesting object in the room being a machine next to the chair that touched the ceiling. There were many different tubes on the machine that went into the ceiling and out of the room as well as into the base of the chair. Lena had no clue where she was.

After being thrown to the ground, heads turned towards the two. A few unrecognizable men and women fiddled on the computers and toyed with the machine by the chair. Widowmaker stood over a few of the workers, watching what they were doing, and Bradshaw leaned against the glass window with his arms crossed. They noticed Lena and she instantly picked herself up and began running, only to find herself bumping into the torso of Reaper. He growled and pushed her further back into the room. It was Widowmaker who helped her up.

"I see your...meeting didn't go as planned" She said with a smirk.

"I'm never going to listen to you or anyone else at Talon!" Lena gritted her teeth and took a step back, keeping her distance from the assassin

Widow chuckled softly into her hand. "Oh the irony...shall we begin" She turned and asked the woman tinkering with the machine.

"Yes ma'am. Everything is in order for Stage one"

"Parfait. Reaper and Bradshaw, would you kindly..."

The two men looked at one another then grabbed each one of Lena's arms and practically carried Lena up to the chair. Lena squirmed against, kicking her feet back and forth and moving her arms and torso around. If she wasn't going to win, she sure as hell wasn't going to make this easy for them

"Hey! Let me go! Get off!" Was just some of the few things Lena yelled to everyone in the room, not including many times she swore at them and screamed, nearly deafening those in the room with the high pitched shriek. She also demanded answers, like "What are you doing to me?!" and "What the bloody hell is stage one?!"

But no one spoke back. Bradshaw and Reaper aggressively placed Lena in the chair and held her arms on the armrests while she kicked and screamed. Metallic braces emerged from the chair and wrapped themselves around Lena's wrists. Her spasms continued when she realized she couldn't move an inch. She managed to kick Bradshaw firmly in the gut, knocking the wind out of him. He hunched over and held his stomach. Reaper turned his head to him and muttered an insult.

When Bradshaw regrouped himself, he stood up straight with gritted teeth hidden behind his helm. The two brutes had to restrain Lena's ankles now, but it was a little difficult with the Brit squirming so much. So, Bradshaw punched the fleshy part of Lena's thigh, instantly causing the leg to go limp. From there, it was fairly easy to pull her legs to the chair and allow the braces to incarcerate her. Now she really couldn't move, as much as she tried

Sweat dripped down her face and neck as she realized the severity of the situation. The two men regrouped with Widowmaker and watched as a few scientists went to the machine and pressed some buttons on the screen.

"Ma'am, would you like her mouth covered? It can get quite loud" One of them turned and asked the sniper

She merely shook her head slowly with a grin. "Non. I want to hear her screams"

It sent a chill down Lena's spine, regardless of how much she was perspiring. She shook and stirred, causing marks on her wrists and ankles from the struggle.

After some time of the workers fiddling on the touch screen of the machine, the tubes that protruded out of it all turned to an azure blue as a thick liquid entered the stream. Suddenly, syringe like needles on either one of Lena's wrist braces emerged from the metal and impaled her hand quickly, causing her to cry out in pain as blood began to run down the arm rests

One Talon member on the control panel looked to Widowmaker and she nodded, then he pressed a button and the blue liquid began to secrete out of the syringes into her wrists

At first, Lena felt nothing, it was just like an ordinary shot she'd get at a doctor's appointment, a horrible doctor's appointment that caused her to panic and struggle as the syringe dispensed the chemical. Then she felt something. At first it was only a minute feeling when she felt it in her forearms, but the feeling became more severe the more it worked itself about Lena's body. It was a feeling like no other, not in a good way. It felt as if a bolt of lightning surged inside of her, but if that shock contained a blizzard. It was cold, so cold to the point it numbed her body, but at the same time she felt so much pain from the bolt. The electrifying feeling caused her to tense up and scream by the time the chemicals worked their way to her feet.

The horrific sounds of agony and torment filled the room, hell it filled the building. This was such a foreign feeling to Lena, perhaps that's why the pain was much more potent. Her teeth were gritted as She was near tears from yelling so loudly. She moved in her restraints, wanting to break out of them so badly, but it was helpless

Bradshaw stretched his jaw, trying to ease the pain in his ear from the screeches. It was like he was the only one affected by the sound that encompassed the room. The workers seemed used to this, or at least prepared for the noise. Nothing phases Reaper ever, so that doesn't really count. And Widowmaker was actually enjoying the show, this stupid girl that constantly bothered her was finally getting what she deserves. Bradshaw wondered if the assassin remembered this procedure being done to her, it didn't matter either way. I'm working with fucking psychopaths The soldier thought to himself

"So you said this is stage 1?" Bradshaw asked Widow, obviously not prepared to have his ear drums shattered even more

She nodded "Think of this stage more like...priming for the next two. It breaks the mind, makes it easily influenced, yet there is still a sense of self"

"And the other two stages?"

"Stage two will make memories fade and remove all emotions. That takes the longest to complete, however. The chemical needs time to settle, it will drive the host to insanity before they forget everything. And stage three is simply genetic enhancements"

He nodded "...Do you...do you remember anything"

"No" She said firmly, emotionless like she was made to be. Before anymore words could be said between the two, the machine quit pumping the blue substance into the chair. The needles in Lena's wrists retracted back into the arm rest and the restraints did the same on both her hands and ankles

Lena breathed heavily. She was light headed from all her screaming. She trembled from the traumatic experience. The tingling and cold sensation was still present, but not nearly as potent. She wanted to go home now more than ever, this feeling of being alone was too much for her. She watched as Widowmaker made her ascent up the stairs to the chair.

"What...what did you do to me?" the Brit asked softly

The sniper remained silent as she inspected Lena in deep thought. She stared into her pupils, then looked at the veins in her arms, and looked back to her face. Lena wasn't sure what she was doing and she didn't really care. After some time and appearing satisfied, Widowmaker nodded to herself then held out a hand to Lena.

"Come on" she ordered

Lena shook her head "I'm not going anywhere with you!"

Widow sucked her teeth then looked over to one of the workers who tossed an object to her. The assassin caught Lena by surprise and managed to wrap the object around her neck. It was a collar? Lena looked down at it and tried pulling it off with grunts and groans

"What the bloody hell is this?"

She grinned, satisfied with what she was ordered to do by Talon "We are going to treat you like the Overwatch dog you are. Now come on!" She said as she yanked the chain linked leash attached to the tight collar, pulling Lena out of the chair and onto her hands and knees with a yelp.

Lena's face flushed with red as she looked around the room. As much as Widowmaker enjoyed feeling "alive" by making others feel miserable, that was not her purpose. For the process to work, the subject must have a very low self esteem and confidence level. They have to feel practically less than human for everything to go smoothly. With Amelie Lacroix, she was stripped naked while all Talon agents gawked at her nude body, making her feel like she was merely an object of sex appeal.

Widowmaker gave another tug on the leash, staggering Lena again. She looked up with hate and disdain in her eyes and Widow returned a smug smirk. It felt like she was choking from the stupid uncomfortable thing on her neck.

"I said come on. Don't think I won't drag you down these steps"

This sudden burst of confidence from Lena came out of nowhere. Something about being treated like a dog set her off. She marked it as the final straw. She wasn't thinking with her mind, not thinking of the inevitable consequences, but rather, she was thinking with her heart, her emotions. They all welled up inside of her, all emotions, except for happiness. So, she kneeled there sick of being in this hell hole. Sick of being a prisoner. Sick of being alone

Widow tugged once more and Lena didn't budge "Oh! Is this your 'big stand' against Talon?" She taunted "Lena Oxton versus an army? Well I have news for you, cherie: you will not win. No one is coming for. Not even (Your name) or whatever the hell his name is. He's as good as dead and before long, you won't even remember why you ever loved him. Now get over yourself because this is your life now and nothing will change that, no matter how stubborn you act"

Upon hearing the rant and processing the words that were said, Lena began to realize that Widowmaker was right. There really was no way out of here. And at the thought that she'll never see or remember you again made her break down. She fell back and sat on her calves and sobbed profusely into her hands

Widow looked down at her with a raised eyebrow then tossed the leash aside and walked down the steps towards the exit. "Leave her" she told her colleagues "She's not going anywhere"

You speed walked down the ramp of the drop ship and embraced the brisk weather of Antarctica, Soldier 76 trailed behind, not affected by the climate due to his genetic enhancements. He questioned the choice to stay at Antarctica as opposed to Gibraltar, you gave an answer along the lines of "I'll tell you later". You didn't know how he'd handle the truth, and it was just one of those moments where you didn't feel like explaining.

You didn't really know where to group up with the rest of the team, surely they noticed you were gone. So you trudged through the snow towards the lounge like facility where it'd be logical for everyone to spend most of their time, the only place they can comfortably be with one another.

You noticed that the Ecopoint seemed much more populated nowadays. You had spent half your time trying to grow an army, preparing for an invasion. It wasn't as simple as "Hey come join Overwatch!" and posting it all around the web because technically what you and everyone else was doing is illegal. But still, you managed to at least triple your forces. It wasn't saying too too much considering most got wiped out in the "defense" of Gibraltar. In quotes because did you really defend Gibraltar?

The patrolling soldiers noticed 76 and talked amongst themselves about the matter. You entered the room anxiously and looked about the room, seeing half the team there all nervous like. Once a wave of frost swept through the room, they turned to the door and all sighed in relief. Many greetings and questions all jumbled into one big noise that you couldn't understand

Angela walked over to you, she seemed frustrated "Where the hell have you been, (your name)?! You can't just leave in the middle of the night like that" She never gave you time to explain yourself. She held up a fist and grunted in aggravation "I want to hit you so badly...but I'm so glad you're ok" She put her fist down and hugged you tightly.

After a few moments of keeping her head on your shoulder, she looked up and saw Morrison standing at the doorway. The man she hasn't seen in years, right in front of her eyes. She let go of you with a dropped jaw, not sure what to do or how to react.

".. Jack?" She said softly

The team stared in awe at Jack who was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable with all eyes on him combined with the silence. Mccree and Reinhardt stood up off their seats to get a view of their former commander.

Angela wanted to rush over towards him and give him a hug, after all, she hasn't seen him since the accident at the Swiss HQ. But she controlled herself and remained standing beside you

"What-What are you doing here?" She asked

Jack looked around the room and saw all the faces from years ago. Mccree had grown a scruffy beard, his face looking much more rugged compared to the young kid Reyes picked up from Deadlock. Reinhardt's hair became even more grey, but his stature remained strong and sturdy. Genji's armor looked more up to date and efficient. Then there was a strong looking Egyptian woman, and upon further realization, Jack realized that she was Fareeha Amari, all grown up now. And Torbjorn, he noticed, hadn't changed one bit. He didn't see the gorilla scientist, Winston, perhaps he was on his computer like he always was

Then he looked at the new faces, inspecting each one, as if he could judge their skill in battle simply by scanning them. A young, Brazilian man who Jack thought was dressed like a fool with his dreadlocks and tinted green visor with roller skates for feet. An even younger looking, scrawny woman in a tight jumpsuit, who seemed like she brings nothing to the table. He noticed a timid, shorter woman with glasses standing behind Reinhardt. Lastly, A tall, very muscular woman with pink hair, wearing no sleeves even in this frigid weather. Now that's the kind of asset Overwatch needed, he thought.

His gaze returned to Angela after the moment of silence. "Lena is in trouble...I'm here to help"

"So you think now's the time to come back? After she's captured and after years of not having a trained leader?" Mccree stepped up and said firmly

You shot him a glare. Angela secretly agreed with Mccree, but she had missed Jack, which made her biased.

Jack looked away "I couldn't come back...not after everything that happened" He looked back to Jesse "But this isn't about me, this is about Lena"

"So, what, you help get her back then leave again?"

Under his mask, Jack opened his mouth but no words came out. He had no response for the cowboy, and he sensed that the others felt the same way.

"He is here now, Jesse, that is all that matters" Genji interrupted "He is right, this is about Ms Oxton. Our paths cross for now, as for the future, we shall see"

Leave it to Genji to calm a room filled with tension. Mccree exhaled, relieving some anger then took a huff of his cigar. You stretched your neck out, fidgeting after the awkward moment

"Now that that's out of the way, we have some work to do. The less time we waste, the quicker we get Lena back. We have to attack as soon as possible"

"Who are you to call the shots, kid" Jack said in a condescending tone

Your turned around and stared into his visor "Even after all your spying, you haven't realized I'm the commander now" You responded in a tone matching his

"You? I don't remember you being second in command years ago"

"While you were busy killing worthless gang members in Mexico, I had to step up"

"Reinhardt, where were you during this" Jack asked the towering figure. He held up his hands in defense, not wanting to participate in this heated conversation. "Where's Winston? He's been here since the beginning, why would you take his place?" Jack said looking around for him

"He's...dead. An attack on Gibraltar destroyed the whole base" You said in a darkened tone, stunning Jack. He hated the fact that Winston took his place, but this saddened him greatly

"Another thing that could've been prevented if you were here" Mccree chimed in again.

The three of you instantly began yelling over top of each other, filling the room with tension. No one really knew what to do. Three stubborn men all believing that they were right. Reinhardt looked at Zarya and she nodded. Reinhardt walked over to you, picked you up, and moved you away from the others before setting you down, and Zarya did the same with Mccree. Angela stepped in front of Jack and placed a hand on his chest, pushing him back a step or two

"That's enough!" She yelled, silencing the room. "We're a team! We're not going to get Lena back if we keep bickering like this! Jesse, Jack is here now to help us! Jack, (your name) is leader now, we all agreed on it! And (your name), you are leader, so quit picking fights!" Damn, no wonder why she's the mother of Overwatch. She silenced all of you and calmed you down. It was as if none of you could disappoint Angela.

You, Jack, and Mccree caught your breath and stared at each other. "She's right...if we're done now, can we go coordinate an attack" You said

"Wait, we know where she is?!" Lucio asked, getting anxious. Jack looked over at him, hearing the Dj's voice for the first time. Feeling intimidated, Lucio looked away quickly

"Jack thinks she's at the base where Gerard found Amelie"

"I know she is"

"Right...Why didn't any of you suggest that base?" You questioned the original Overwatch members

"None of us know where that is" Mccree said

"It was an espionage mission. We're not exactly the most stealthy, you know" Torbjorn said

"And since Gerard was a high ranking commander, only a select few were debriefed on the mission, Jack being one of them even if he didn't go" Reinhardt explained

You looked over to Genji, recalling Torb said it was a stealth mission. Who's more sneaky than a cyborg ninja? "I had already left Overwatch before she had been kidnapped" He explained

You nodded and looked back to Jack, hoping he had calmed down. "Shall we?" You said, motioning to the door, wanting to plan everything in the control room as opposed to this informal room with not much at your disposal. You and Jack walked out the door and you turned around to see no one else was trailing.

"Come on. We need everyone for this" You told them

Before long, half the residents at Antarctica marched through the snow towards the main building. You and Jack walked parallel to one another while the rest followed in a cluster.

"So what's our current situation" Jack asked

"What do you mean" you replied

You could just tell he was rolling his eyes under the visor. "You know, your status. Your troops, ammo, supplies. Anything that may hinder or help an attack. We can't make the first move without knowing exactly what we'd be getting ourselves into"

"Well..." You smirked out of pity "We basically have nothing going for us. Low on supplies and soldiers"

"Not to mention a hacker has gained access to Athena" Angela said as she caught up to you two

"Hacker?"

"Yeah. He managed to somehow bypass Winston's firewall and display a message only on Lena's phone. That's why we're in this mess"

Jack looked skyward and thought for a few moments "Sombra..." He said to himself. You questioned what he said "Sombra. She's a hacker that's known to work with Reyes. She's the only one that could've have broken in in a lifetime" He explained

"What does that mean for us?" Angela asked

"Sombra is a mercenary, not a Talon agent. If she got her paycheck, then she's outta there. But just to be sure, we should communicate a different way for the time being, at least until the attack" Jack said

All of you filtered into the large facility and crowded around the war table, readied to discuss how they can rescue Lena.

"Now what?" Mccree asked

"Now we...save Lena?" You replied in a very unconvincing tone.

"No, not yet. Are all our troops at this base?" Jack asked

"No, not by a long shot. The people we managed to recruit are still scattered around the world. We all have our sources willing to help Overwatch. Hell Reinhardt managed to get some Crusaders to help us" You told him

He nodded "I know some elite ex-Overwatch soldiers still lookin to fight, but here's where the problem lies: If we have any chance of winning this fight, we need artillery. The only ships out there are a couple dropships."

"What about the other Watchpoints?"

"Ha ha! Yes (your name), the other bases were abandoned not destroyed!" Reinhardt said loudly as he always does

"Lucio and Hana, I need you to tell some of the soldiers to go retrieve some of the ships. We can't have Athena auto pilot them just in case Sombra is still working for Talon...Also tell them to scavenge supplies. Ammo, utilities, weapons, anything they can find." You ordered

They both nodded and rushed out the building. "This still just doesn't feel like enough" Jack said

You rubbed your chin. He was right, something felt amiss with the artillery. "Torbjorn, can you arm the dropships with turrets or something" you smirked. The proposition seemed ridiculous in the sense that weapons on a dropship was not common, but it'd help

"Aye! I'll start right away!" Torb as well left the building to start making turrets. Not just the automated turrets. He planned on attaching them so that the pilot may shoot as well as the passengers.

"Now what about the actual attack?" Mccree asked

Jack shook his head "I don't know. I haven't seen the breakdown of the base in years, I forget what the defenses are like"

"Well without a plan, there is no attack" Zarya said

"We'll send scouts. They can go by boat and just get some details on defenses" You said. They all nodded in agreement. "Anything else?" You asked them for some last-minute ideas. There was no response as you looked around the room at your team and you nodded with a grin. You already felt some adrenalin pumping through your body at the thought of what will be your largest battle yet

"Let's move, we have work to do. We need the troops and supplies here. Everybody and everything loaded into the ships. We're attacking in 3 days maximum, Lena cannot wait!" You told them excitedly. They reciprocated with smiles and cheers then one by one exited the building.

Jack put a hand on your shoulder as you were walking out "I don't know about that one, kid. We still have to send the scouts, make the plan of attack, and wait for the reinforcements to come"

"I don't care. It will happen. We've wasted too much time already. I couldn't live with myself if she..." You couldn't finish that sentence

"War is a complicated thing. These plans don't just happen overnight. It needs time. What happens if we get there and then we lose the battle because we were ill-prepared?"

"No, we will win, and we will win in a few days when we attack. There is no other option. We are rescuing Lena"

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