Fight for Underground City Part Two

"I'd gladly explain everything to you, but now isn't the time or the place." I respond.

He turns back to the now destroyed OR14 bots as he realizes I'm right.

"I'm keeping an eye on you." He cautions.

"Don't plan on running." I say as I feel a pull on my pants leg.

Looking down, it's the soldier I just saved, who motions for me to come closer.

Kneeling he pulls me closer as he whispers in my ear, "Thank you."

The other soldiers grab him and take him off to get further medical attention.

I remained frozen as a wave of vibrant emotions washed over me.

Sure he wasn't the first person I've saved, but he was probably the first person I've heard thank me for saving them.

I could feel a warm feeling throughout my body and I love it.

I feel pride and accomplishment in what I'm doing and decide I made a good decision making a difference this way.

As I stand I hear S3bastian say behind me, "Thank Aurora you snapped out of it. You can't leave me alone with these guys. Especially her. She unnerves me the most. Like be an omnic or be a human. Pick one."

Sojourn comes over and helps me stand up.

"I owe you one for saving us there. A lot of good soldiers get to live another day thanks to you."

"Thanks, hope you're good for it cause I won't hesitate to cash that favor in one day."

S3bastian interrupts, "Do me a favor and just go 100 percent machine. Your arms and legs are looking sexy but your chest and face are ruining it."

I zap him, and he scurries off to help clear any remaining Bastions.

"Don't mind him, he didn't Awaken right." I say to Sojourn.

"Oh he's an Omnic? Well that explains a lot. No matter we need to secure the area and save everyone before extracting."

She goes off to rendezvous with her team as I realize that S3bastian was right and that people somehow couldn't tell he was an Omnic.

A loud crashing attracts everyone's attention as an ATw Huntsman and three OR14s crash through a store window.

They begin firing at us as we head for the nearest available cover.

Torbjorn redirects his turrets in front of us so they tank the fire as Jack peeks over the table he's hiding at with his rifle.

He presses a secondary trigger as his signature Helix Rocket flies off into the Huntsman.

The explosion is huge, covering the entire front of the Huntsman as it falls backwards and soldiers line up with rocket launchers aimed at the OR14s.

As they also explode the store is completely destroyed from so many explosions and we can hear a tunnel collapsing, crushing any Omnics who were exiting.

Jack stands, "Our objective right now is to clear the area, safely extracting any survivors we encounter to the front entrance where stratoscopters are waiting.

Chase, I need you and your team to help with the evacuation of the survivors.

We'll provide cover as we engage the enemy.

And you.." He points to me.

"If you really are a part of Overwatch and are here to help, then provide care for the most injured."

Looks like I was on healing duty, which was fine by me as I get to hone my skill.

With a clear plan in place, Operation Save the Meat as S3bastian was calling it was underway.

Torbjorn's turrets would tank the Bastions fire while providing their own fire and the soldiers would launch coordinated attacks to ensure minimal casualties.

Sojourns team would lead the survivors to safety and would bring me the critically injured.

I underestimated the pressure of being the solo healer.

You would finish healing one person to find there were three more in queue.

Just as I healed someone who was hit with the evil Orisas fusion driver my most serious case arrived.

A civilian apparently used his body to shield the Bastions fire for someone else and he had numerous bullet holes throughout his body and even one in his head.

Placing my hands on him, I was astonished to find that he was somehow still alive.

I begin by quickly removing any bullets left in him using the technique from before.

Next I send him a boost of my own electricity to help speed the healing process up and send signals to begin healing the wounded areas.

This apparently wasn't the right call as his body begins to spasm.

A bit anxious I try to get a sense of the state his body is in by reading the signals sent from his brain.

The signals from his brain keep signalling the cells to not heal the areas.

They're also rejecting my signals to heal therefore causing him pain.

He didn't want to be healed.

His organs were shutting down one by one and I refused to let him go like this.

I had one trick to keep him from dying but it could be morally questionable.

The brain operates through electricity and could be compared to a computer.

It's the source of signals being sent throughout the body.

I've never tried it before, but couldn't I use the bioelectrical activity to forcibly send out the signals I want?

Even though his bioelectrical activity throughout his body is low, there are massive sources of it found in the brain which lets me easily find it.

The brain tenses as it senses an intruder but as I don't do anything, it doesn't do anything.

Finding his neurons that send the signals, I attempt to send out an urgent healing signal from them.

In response, the brain shuts down to keep the signals from leaving, therefore sealing the guys fate.

I can only watch as he slowly dies in front of me.

As the guy takes the last of his breaths, I take my hands off of him.

Everyone around me is quiet as they watch this exchange and someone places a hand on my shoulder.

"You can't save them all. You tried your best and that's what counts."

I nod my head to agree with him, but he had no idea what truly was the problem there and what I learned.

I felt guilty because I indirectly killed the guy. If I didn't try to force signals out of his brain, it wouldn't have shut down.

Taking a deep breath, I move to the next person who got shot in the leg.

I knew that the next time I meditated, I was going to get swamped with the morality of my actions.

With the help of Overwatch and the Canadian army, we quickly evacuated all the survivors to the stratoscopters.

As the stratoscopters rose into the sky and took off away from the city, everyone on board started cheering.

As the city became a speck in the distance, I could only think about what I learned from the guy who died on me.

Could I take control of someone using bioelectricity?