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I am scared. I am angry. Why is this happening? Is that an Orokin? No, we serve the Orokin. The Orokin are golden. This is something else. I pick up my shovel. The light is close now. I find my footing and grip my shovel like I do when I chip ore. The light sends a machine flying at me. I jump but I am too slow. It crashes into my chest and pins my legs to the floor. I try to breath but I cannot breathe. I look up and the light charges toward me. I raise my shovel just before it tramples into me. The light explodes under its own force.
All is black. For a moment there is silence. I pull on the shovel but it is wedged between the ground and that thing. Then, the shovel pulses like it does when I strike a shiny chunk of ore, without thinking, I flick on the shovels inducer. The voice screams. Everything shakes. I like hearing this scream, I do not know why. I use everything I have left to force the shovel in deeper.
The thing reels back. I can feel it running. It is running away. I mean, would you trust a Grineer soldier? I ignore him and try to go back to work on the robot. Is he trying to get to me? Our convoy of transports has skulked through this junk belt for days, the viewscreen an endless parade of rocks and garbage. He was on another transport, they said it was for security reasons. We are on a trade mission, my first time outside our node. These trips were dangerous but Father said it was essential I learn the business.
The whole convoy is loaded down with items we have scraped together through months of local trade. It was mostly salvage, with some Ferrite spread between the different transports. We are heading to another survivor colony a few nodes away. They had other rare resources but more importantly, they were close enough to the sun to grow food and that was what this mission was really about. Before we left Umpal and I drew wires to see which one of us got to bring the robot we were building, I won. I hoped to trade it for some rare parts when we hit the colony, enough to build a bigger second walker. Maybe even one that could carry a full size cannon. I survived by worrying about two things, today and tomorrow.
That is the only reason you exist. You want to remember something, remember that. I go back to working on the robot. As we get closer to the rail, the density of obstacles in the belt increases. The ships nav module calls out course correction after course correction as we dodge debris. I watch the other transports in our convoy do the same. Our progress is slowed to a crawl but Father swears avoiding detection is worth it. The radar screen lights up.
I look up to see one of the other transports veer off course, seconds later something crashes into their hull. Then two more crashes and two more flashes, these are Interceptor Pods, a Grineer trap. My father jumps up and begins yelling instructions to our nav system. Fight off those Grineer with your Moa? I look down at the robot, a mess of parts and wires that can barely walk, let alone shoot. Neither of us say another word. The faces of the survivors, all lined up for evacuation, were etched with confusion when the lift doors closed in front of them. We descended to the hum of the lift flying through the tower. Besides, those people know their place and they just did their duty.
I will see to it they are honored when our Orokin Empire returns to glory. We were safe for the moment. When the Infestation took over the entire tower went into lockdown. When the lift slowed and I overrode the controls to keep the doors closed. The doors opened to a darkened room. Despite everything, she still looked glorious in her full regalia and golden syandana. One by one the other Grineer followed. Avantus shook her head in disbelief and went to the nearby console to turn on the lights. We were in the mechanical workshop. Tools in cases line the walls and supply crates edged the room.
We paced in silence until one of the Grineer, that big one, ran to a tool case on the wall and tried to force it open. The rest of the workers rushed over and grabbed the bigger grinder saws and plasma cutters. They put on safety equipment as if it were body armor. They lined up shoulder to shoulder against the door, while we stood a few paces behind with a couple more at our side. The Infested thumped and howled, they could sense us. Their stench penetrated the doors and attacked our nostrils. I opened the hall doors and a wave of Infested crashed and collapsed against a solid wall of blades. Viscera pooled at our feet. A monster would tear one down only to have another Grineer take its place.
We reached the hangar doors at the end of the hall and prepared for the worst, on the other side could be hundreds. Avantus gave the Grineer a moment to shake the guts out of their tools and catch their breath, then she nodded for me to release the locks. We all braced ourselves as the doors opened to… nothing, no Infested, just a lone ship on the other side of a massive hanger. Relieved, we sprinted across the open expanse. The high pitched whir of metal on bone masked her screams and she collapsed to the floor.
Her pearl white robes were now dyed crimson. Her dead eyes looked through me. Our shuttle touched down in the ancient city center of New Uxmal for the second time in two days. We rushed to the entrance of the lower chambers, a labyrinth of tunnels carved into the rock. Behind us marched a full complement of bodyguards and Moas. We were twins bred for purpose, cloned and then modified so that we could both interface with the Lora Device. The Orokin had a visage imbued with variation, beauty and symmetry, but we had the Lora nodes protruding from our right temples. Their skin was silken, ours was weaved with ribbons of metallic facia that snaked around our bodies and into the Lora Device embedded in our palms.
We made them uncomfortable and they made that known, that is, until they were sick or hurt and then we were saviors. That never bothered me though, I loved my sister and we had each other. I had command authority but if he balked, the soldiers would follow him. The Infested killed her yesterday, we both saw it. Menz stiffened. We entered the subterranean passage, weapon lights illuminated chiseled red stone as we marched deeper into the blackness, past shops and apartments, all carved into the rock eons ago. This city was as old as Mars's atmosphere. Three days ago this was a busy thoroughfare, now, bloodied scraps of clothing littered the route like confetti. We emerged from the tunnels into cavernous arcade, the Old Market Road.
This is where she had led me. All teeth and claws and eyes that looked looked so familiar, what kind of animal has eyes like that? I closed my eyes and focused the device, through it I could feel each one of the bodyguards. A sergeant was slashed through the leg and I directed my energy toward him, his wound closed and he resumed fighting. This was so much harder without Remballa. The rate of fire slowed, had we pushed them back? I was drained. A mess of figures shambled forth. These were different, bigger and slower. I could feel my sister in there somehow, it was so strong. The Moas opened fire. I wanted to tell them to stop but how could I?
I felt plasma beams burn the creatures and then I felt Remballa heal them. They took our fire and kept coming. I felt her, no them, shudder as bullets ripped through flesh and then as flesh was made new again. They were Lorist Infested, my sister the healer, remade as monster and here to kill us. More rushed in. Predator: The Duel Aliens vs. Predator Aliens: Colonial Marines Aliens vs.
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Lena grew up in London. In her teens, Lena was something of a party animal; staying out all night, and attending rock concerts. When she turned seventeen, she got her first motorcycle. Still wanting to go faster, she joined the Royal Air Force as a test pilot. While still a member of the RAF,  Lena became the youngest person ever inducted into Overwatch's experimental flight program. She was handpicked to test the prototype of a teleporting fighter, the Slipstream. But during its first flight, the aircraft's teleportation matrix malfunctioned, and it disappeared. Lena reappeared months later, but her ordeal had greatly changed her: her molecules had been desynchronized from the flow of time. Suffering from "chronal disassociation," she was a living ghost, disappearing for hours and days at a time.
Even for the brief moments she was present, she was unable to maintain physical form. Overwatch's doctors and scientists were stumped, and Tracer's case seemed hopeless until the gorilla scientist Winston designed the chronal accelerator , a device capable of keeping Tracer anchored in the present. In addition, it gave Tracer the ability to control her own time, allowing her to speed it up and slow it down at will. Seven years before the present day, after the incident, Tracer underwent training to become an Overwatch agent, and trained under the supervision of Winston and Dr. Ziegler at the Overwatch Headquarters ' Training and Evaluation facility, where she sparred against Blackwatch agent Genji.
Ziegler commented on how if no setbacks occurred, she was fit for active duty; a sentiment Winston agreed with. Summoning her to his office, Morrison stated how he was impressed by her determination to stay with Overwatch despite her recent accident. Noticing images of London burning on a viewscreen in Jack's office, Lena commented on her belief in Overwatch's mission. After confiding in Lena his motivations in joining Overwatch, Jack dismissed Lena with the implied knowledge that he approved her request to be promoted to active duty.
Lena Oxton then appeared at an Overwatch aircraft where Dr. Ziegler told Lena that the team was invested in her career, and that Jack was fond of her. The mission concluded with the team rescuing the hostages, Mondatta included. Null Sector was defeated, but the events that transpired were classified within Overwatch's archives. With her newfound skills, Tracer became one of Overwatch's most effective agents. Under the command of Sojourn , Tracer led an Overwatch team consisting of herself, Mercy , Winston , and Genji in an operation in Havana. Their mission was to extract Maximilien , an omnic in league with Talon. The Talon forces were moving through the city in a convoy, one which Tracer ghosted on a hovercycle.
She moved in and engaged the Talon soldiers. Alongside her team mates, the convoy was destroyed, but Maximilien fled on foot. Tracer wasn't worried, reasoning that he couldn't get far without a vehicle, but Sojourn urged caution Tracer replied that she couldn't make any promises. The team was able to apprehend Maximilien, who agreed to give them an "introduction" to Doomfist , Talon's leader. Her agility and speed couldn't be matched by Doomfist, but her pulse pistols had little effect on the man, either being deflected by his gauntlet, or bouncing off some kind of shield. She was caught off-guard when Doomfist suddenly grabbed her chronal accelerator in mid-air and crushed it in his hand, causing Tracer to blink rapidly, and vanish.
Following her disappearance, Winston became enraged and defeated Doomfist in a close quarters clash. After Overwatch's dissolution, Tracer felt aimless. She rejoined the RAF , but learning that they wanted her for desk duty, she left the organization. Stopping a bike mugger, Tracer returned home to Emily. She reassured her partner that she was happy. Upon reflection, Tracer was reminded that she was only mostly happy. What would make her truly happy was Overwatch's return, but that was an impossibiliy. Tracer bought an album from Empire Records. Coming out, she saw the police pursuing a gang of omnics. She cornered one of the omnics, who revealed that he'd stolen a modulator, which was needed for the Underworld 's grid, as no-one would see modulators to London's omnics legitimately.
Introducing himself as Iggy , the omnic took Tracer to see his record collection in the Underworld. He showed her the grid, which the omnics relied on for their power, but it was falling apart. Tracer was disconcerted with the revelation, but found some joy when Iggy introduced her to his fellow omnic pop affecionados, Lady and Lizzy. She was struck in awe at the omnics' collection of pop music memorabilia, and the quartet listened to music together. Iggy escorted Tracer out of the Underworld. She asked if there was anything she could do to help with the grid issue, and assured him that she'd see him again. She zipped out, but on the street, was confronted by a gang of omnics.
They opened fire, but she was able to use her speed and skill to disarm them. Even then, the gang leader told her to stay out of the Underworld, and that even if she genuinely wanted to help them, they wanted no help from a human. Tracer ignored the omnics, and returned with a piece of technology for the grid. Arriving in the Underworld, she found Iggy being lectured by Kace —the leader of the gang that had confronted her earlier. Iggy was glad for the tech, along with an Iggy Pop record Tracer had brought. Tracer spent the next six hours looking for more parts for the grid, but had no luck, as the required technology was under government restriction.
In her appartment, she shared her frustrations with Emily, who showed her a package from a "S. Paceape"—a delivery from Winston. Tracer hoped that he might have some ideas on how to fix the grid. The package contained a regulator, which she delivered to Iggy. While glad, she revealed that last night, the grid's transformer had given out, and that there was no transformer they could acquire legally. However, in truth, Iggy had been searching for Tracer, that she bore a message from Tekhartha Mondatta of the Shambali.
That his followers were looking for her, and that he wished to address her before he gave his speech at King's Row this evening. A few hours after her talk with Winston,  and following Iggy's advice, Tracer headed for King's Row to see Mondatta. While Mondatta's assigned security were wary of her, Mondatta ordered them to let her in. The two recognised each other from when they'd met at the King's Row Uprising seven years ago.
Tracer wasn't sure why Mondatta had rescued her, and even expressed unease at her attempts to help the omnics of the Underworld, wondering if she was the right person to do so Mondatta reassured her of her efforts, and stressed the need for her, for all humans and omnics, to look forward. Tracer wanted such a world, but reminded Mondatta that for some, the Omnic Crisis had never ended. Mondatta acknowledged the point, but stressed that they had to act now. Mondatta was led out of the room by the security team, in order to give his speech. Tracer headed out and joined the human-omnic crowd outside the Meridian. Walking through, she came across Iggy, who was similarly delighted to see the Shambali leader speak to such a crowd.
Mondatta began to talk, but Tracer got a bad feeling, and in her experience, her instincts were usually on the money. She left Iggy and made her way through the crowd. As it was, Tracer's instincts were indeed correct, as she confronted Widowmaker among the rooftops. The two carried out a run and gun battle, but despite her efforts, Widowmaker successfully assassinated Mondatta. Enraged, Tracer tackled Widowmaker, demanding to know why she had done this. Chuckling, Widowmaker easily incapacitated her and departed in a Talon aircraft.
Lying on the ground, incapacitated, Tracer was left to wonder why Widowmaker had assassinated Mondatta; had she been hired, and if so, by whom? She reflected that what had just occurred was potentially the start of a war. She made her way back to her appartment and watched the news, among which was the report that she may have been involved in the event. Emily reassured her that what happened wasn't her fault, but Tracer wasn't convinced.
In the days that followed, Tracer got another package from Winston; a part for her chronal accelerator. Watching the news, Emily informed her that in response to an omnic protest, the police had called in Special Ops. Tracer ran over to the event; Emily yelled at her that the accelerator wasn't fixed, but Tracer responded that she'd fix it when she got back. As she ran, she reflected that whoever had ordered the hit on Mondatta must have known how the omnics would respond, that the omnics would fight back in response to a symbol of hope being taken away from them. Despite the accelerator glitching, Tracer made it to the riot, with Special Ops on one side, and omnics and human supporters on the other.
The police deployed a sonic pulse , and in the confusion, Lady was hit by the wave at point blank range. She and Iggy helped get Lady back to the Underworld, but Lady ended up expiring. After the memorial service, Tracer sympathized with Iggy, but Iggy rebuffed her coldly. Two omnics were dead now, and what had humans done for them? Kace stepped in, claiming that since the omnics' enlightenment, humans had waged war against them. Tracer said that it didn't need to come to war, that they could stop it from happening, but Kace wasn't listening. He pointed out that Tracer was an Overwatch agent, pointing out that Tracer had fought against omnics in the Uprising.
Tracer claimed that she had fought against Null Sector to free Mondatta, while Kace claimed that she'd fought for "them. Kace told her to leave the Underworld, that she was no longer welcome. Back on the surface, Tracer noticed the police clamping down, fearing that what was happening in Russia was now happening in London. As she walked, her chronal accelerator malfunctioned, incapacitating her. As she lay on the ground, a cloaked figure approached her,  revealing herself as Lizzy.
She got Tracer back to her appartment, where she and Emily were able to fix her chronal accelerator, using spare parts that Winston had sent. With Tracer recovered, Lizzy explained that while Iggy might have come to resent her, she didn't share her antagonism. Mondatta was dead because someone had shot a bullet, not because Tracer had failed to stop it. Going through the parts, Lizzy came across a device that she believed could fix the grid. However, she doubted that she would be able to get near it, as Kace had rallied the Underworld's omnics to his side. His followers had stalked Tracer, and no doubt they'd be after Lizzy as well. It was at this point that Emily told Tracer that there was a message for her from Winston.
Tracer was contacted by Winston as he issued a recall order for Overwatch agents. She commented that they'd been out of touch for too long; an assessment that Winston agreed with. Their conversation was interrupted by Lizzy, who told her that she'd been talking to Iggy, but that the line had cut off. Tracer told Winston what had happened, and zipped off to the Underworld. Winston warned her that the parts he'd sent her were only temporary, but Tracer either ignored or didn't hear him. Tracer and Lizzy ran towards the Underworld, the former slowing down to allow the latter to keep up. Lizzy pointed out that the omnics wouldn't just let her in, to which Tracer responded "I know.
Tracer used her speed to disorientate the guards and have them chase after her, allowing Lizzy to enter the Underworld. She reunited with Lizzy, who led her to the fourth level, where Iggy said she would be. Arriving, they found Iggy, albeit in Kace's custody. Kace told her that the omnic revolution was nigh, and that there was nothing Tracer could do to stop it. Tracer yelled at Kace to let Iggy go, but to no avail. She and Lizzy were forced to take cover as more of Kace's omnics arrived, opening fire on them. To make matters worse, her chronal accelerator began to malfunction.
However, she was able to use her super-speed to nevertheless save Iggy. The two of them escaped the area and reunited with Lizzy, along with a group of omnics that were seeking to leave the Underworld. Lizzy explained that Kace was rounding up all the Underworld's omnics to fight for them, and that there were more omnics scattered throughout the tunnels. Tracer told Lizzy and Iggy to take the east side, while she'd take the west. They'd rendezvous back at this point, and leave together. A few hours later, they began to head out, but were confronted by Kace's thugs. Tracer pleaded with them to drop their weapons, stating that the omnics just wanted to get to the surface, but one of thugs stated that omnics that refused to join the revolution were just as traitorous as the humans they fought against.
Gunfire errupted, and Tracer managed to distract the thugs for a period before her accelerator malfunctioned again. However, she was saved by Winston, who used his barrier projector to save her. Safe behind the barrier, the two opened fire, defeating the enemy omnics. The two met up with Lizzy and Iggy. Tracer explained that she and Winston would draw Kace's forces deep into the Underworld, allowing the omnics to make it to the surface. Iggy asked Tracer to stop Kace, stating that if he took out the grid, the Underworld would be devastated. She said that she would, and they made their way down into the Underworld's depths, coming across Kace and his followers. While they had a clear shot, Winston pointed out that if they did so, they risked hitting the grid.
Tracer suggested that she could get closer, but Winston pointed out that would be impossible, due to her accelerator malfunctioning. A showdown was averted as Iggy's voice was heard over the comms. Kace, however, wasn't as willing to embrace peace, and fired at Iggy. Tracer darted forward, taking the bullet, with the intent to recall backwards. However, her accelerator was damaged, so the bullet ended up richoching within her body. Winston carried her outside, while Kace was able to escape. Tracer was taken to a hospital and underwent surgery. The omnics she'd rescued from the Underworld held a vigil, and Emily could only pace back and forth, waiting and hoping. The omnics played Lust for Life on repeat for the entire eight hours she was under the scalpel.
She came through, and was greeted by Emily, later telling Iggy that the playing of the song had "tipped it. One week later, Tracer had fully recovered, and her accelerator had been fixed. Winston informed her that he hadn't been able to find Kace, but suspected that he might have been tied with Null Sector. In better news, he and Lizzy had been able to fix the grid. Asking her if she was ready for the next battle, Tracer stated that she wouldn't have it any other way.
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