My limbs have been torn off. My cooling fans have stopped functioning. My voice box is broken. And the girl who saved me doesn't know who I am.

You thought to yourself, discontent with the situation. You were helpless, at the mercy of some young woman who, for seemingly no reason whatsoever, was repairing you.

You. The ruthless leader of Null Sector, an Omnic so jaded and furious with humanity that you've resorted to violence and large-scale invasion to get what you want. Did she not recognize you because of the damage? Or perhaps she's never seen you before?

And that raised the question of what you'd do once you're back to being able to operate fully. That is, if she didn't destroy you or turn you in to Overwatch if she ever realizes who you are...

"Hana! You still tinkering with that Omnic?" Another human, perhaps her friend, walked in.

"Yeah, did you need something, Dae-hyun?" She asks her best friend, looking up at him.