It is the end of a hard, long fought battle. As a talon agent, your natural enemy came in the form of overwatch agents. Genji Shimada had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, catching you red handed trying to steal cargo off of a local merchant.

You both were in poor shape. You heaved for air under the ninja’s foot, pinned against the ground under him. As you tried to push him off, he just rammed his sole into your gut— which almost made you pass out.

Looking down at you from above, blood from his face dripped onto you below.

“Talon trash. The world would be a much better place without you.”