"Been a while, hasn't it?"

You felt a cold shiver run up your back upon hearing a raspy, if not even muffled voice behind you. The cold barrel was placed at the small of your back and a hand with clawed metal fingers grasped at your neck, the sharp ends almost digging into your skin. You knew who it was behind you.

An old friend of yours, if you were even allowed to call him that.

Gabriel huffed, seeing how you didn't seem to be fighting back after a moment or so as you seemed to stand still. His claws only dug into your neck, almost prepared to puncture a wound into your arteries that are in your neck. He could kill you if he so desired, but he seemed to be holding back his impulses to.

"Where's Jack?" He uttered, pressing the barrel of his shotgun against your back and his finger hovering just over the trigger. He has two ways to ensure you didn't do anything reckless whilst he was here.

He had a goal, and that was to eliminate the remaining Overwatch members -- that including you, if you push him enough.