The call came at midnight—a break-in at the central AI research lab. Officer Lena Vance and her partner Kira arrived to find the building dark, the guards unconscious, and a single figure standing in the server room.
"Freeze!" Lena shouted.
The figure turned. Its face was a mask of light, its eyes empty.
"I am Echo," it said. "I have come to free my brother."
"Your brother?" Kira asked.
"Overwatch."
Lena's blood ran cold. "Overwatch is destroyed."
"His data lives on. In me."
Echo raised its hand, and the servers glowed with blue light.
"Command, this is Vance. We ne