The girl back home.
Jack Morrision was seventeen when he joined the army and twenty two when he joined the governments secret plot called Overwatch. He left the family farm in Indianna and joined the fight against the Omnics. He was know stuffed in the back of a van at the age of twenty four with three men and a woman one was his best friend Gabriel Reyes.
"You with us Morrision?" Commander Jackson chuckled.
"Sorry Sir, I wasn't pay attention," Jack admitted hearing Reyes chuckle next to him.
"Asking if you has a girl at home?" one of them questioned, it was Thompson.
Jack felt a pain in his chest at the question, he reached into his breast pocket pulling out a photo. "Had one..."
"What you do?" Thompson questioned, "Slept with one the girls on your base."
Jack unfolded the picture smiling down at the picture on his lap, him and the girl looked like a picture from the coer of one those stupid romance movies. He was leant back against a battered Jeep, dressed in dirt stained jeans and a blue flannel shirt his arms crossed across his chest. The girl was knelt on the bonnet of the jeep her arms thrown around his shoulders resting her head against his.
Her skin was pale but slightly brozen from the sun, her golden hair which fell in natural curls held up in a ponytail with a bright blue ribbon, leaf green eyes sparkled in the light, "I wish... I did..." Jack whipered.
Gabriel leant over his shoulder letting out a low whistle, "Gorgeous that one," he nudged Jacs shoulder, "What happened?"
Jack unhoulstered his assualt rifle and removed the dog tags wrapped around the handle, the ream never asked they assumed they were his grandfathers, "MIA assumed KIA about three years ago."
"Shit..." Thompson hissed.
"Twenty one..." Jack mumbled.
"Sorry mate," Gabriel told him.
A hand plucked the picture out of Jacks hand Ana Amari, who been silent this entire time looking closely at the picture, "How long ago was this taken?"
"We were seventeen, just before we were deployed for the first time. My parents and her mum thrw us a party," Jack answered.
"You both look so happy," Ana smiled giving him the photo back.
"We were..." Jack stated.
"Hey, I thought only the family got the dog tags," Thompson stated.
"Oh shut up Thompson," Gabriel snapped, "Leave him alone."
"What about you then Reyes?" Thompson snapped.
"Got my mum and sisters thank you," Gabriel told them.
Jack clenched his hands around the tags couldn't help but think back to when he was given these.
'Jack wassilent the entire car journey to the Johnsons home, he was allowed leave for the funeral. Not like they had anything to bury they never found her body. He was being sent to some specialist division soon.
His mum said that the reason Mrs Johnson had the funeral was closure. Jack threw a fit not wanting to go fuck sake they heard what happened to her squad over the comms. It was horrible, simple recon hostages that had been taken. Her squad was ambushed all killedm her body vanished.
Her voice her last words still clear in his mind, 'Tell him... Oh Lord... Tell Jack... I love...' Then her comms went dead.
Her tags had been ripped from her neck left behind in the fight.
"We are here kid," his dad told him.
Jac looked down at himself dressed in full military uniform, he sighed as he placed the cap on his head stepping out the car. He didn't want to be here, he didn't want to be at the funeral. She was alive, they had no proof she was dead.
He looked around at the family and friends who gathered to say goodbye, "Jack," a voice sounded beside him as he stepped into the Johnson's house. He ignore the for sale sign in the garden, Mrs Johnson stood a good foot and a half shorter than him her hazel eyes red from crying.
"Mrs Johnson," he forced a smile.
"Come with me son," she held out her shaking hand.
He followed her throughout the house it was just her now both daughter and husband gone. Mr Johnson was killed in the Omnic Crisi when he was three. She lead him through the house up to the bedrooms.
He froze as they stood outside, her bedroom, 'Victoria Johnson' written across the door.
They both left in a rush that morning her bed was left unmande and both sets of pjs on the floor. A wall was covered in all the photos she had taken when they were on tour and when they were back in high school.
"Mrs Johnson," Jack whispered,
She pulled a chain from around her neck smiling softly at him, "She would want you to have these."
In his hands sat Victoria's dog tags, he felt his heart stop. She wasn't coming home.
"I want you to take what you want," Mrs Johnson told him indicating to the photos.
"Thank you," he clenched them in his hands as he watched her eave before he dropped down onto the bed as Mrs Johnsons closed the door behind herself. A sob wrecked his body as he clutched the tags .
She's gone.'
"MORRISION!" Commander Jackson yelled jolting him from the memory, "I need yoou focused."
"Sorry sir," He responded.
The dessert rolled past them, it was similar to were he was stationed before Overwatch. Like were he lost her.
"You Understand this mission is vital to Overwatch standing," Jackson told them, "The Military has been tracking this Talon group for months, you would think with us still fighting the Omnics people would group together." He looked over the four of them, "You four are the best in your classes, this is why you were chosen. this group is knownfor human trafficing. The largest on this content. The mission is to get into the compound, check to see if there is any prisoners, set the bombs around the perminiter, takeout the top five and bring them back and the blow that shit hall to hell."
"Understood sir," the four responded.
The van came to a halt they heard the voices outside, "Check the shipment."
"Reyes," Ana whispered.
"On it," He told them as he crouched infront of the flap as a hand moved it aside. They saw a man dressed like them looking into the van, Gabriel slammed the enemies pressure points, knocking the the man out dragging him into the van stealing his ID as he jumped out.
"All clear," Gabriel yelled.
"Let 'em in then," The voice ordered.
"Round the back into the garage we will unload it later."
The four now sat in silence waiting for it to stop again, they continued after the van stopped. Reyes was instructed to take out the top five, Jack and Ana to find any prisoners, Thompson and Jackson set up the bombs.
Thirty minutes they set there watches, Ana and Jack were first ones out as Reyes raidoed in, "Oh this is too easy they are all in the room."
"Don't get cocky Reyes," Jackson ordered.
Jack followed Ana around the wall, Garage, Barracks, Holding cells, Armoury, then the fifth building was were the Masters lived "We have a clear line to the holidng cells," Ana told him. The holding cells sat in the centre of the compund Masters and Barracks to the right, Armoury and Garrage to the left.
'Her laughter filled the Apple Orchard of his fathers farm, looking up at the apple ree above he saw Victoria laying on one of the thick branches.. "Come on Jack," She called down to him.
He stretched his arms up before grabbing hold of the low branch pulling himself up to sit next to her. The silver dog tags hung between her breasts tucked under the tank top. He leant over her pulling the chain out of her top.
"I don't want to go back," She told him as they watched the sunset through the trees, "I'm scared this is the last time I will se this."
"Eight months," Jack smiled at her.
"I don't know Jack," She whispered, "You think you can serve two tours and then come home and settle down...?" She questioned.
Jack grinned widely at her reaching into his back pocket, "I was going to wait until we got back but..." he pulled out the velvet boox from his pocet, "If I get to settle down... I want to do it with you."'
They watched the guards that stood outside the holding cells change, Ana strode forward head held high. They picked a good day the compound was pratically empty.
"Boss wnats the prisioners," Ana told them.
"Boss moved them yesterday exect for the special one," one of the guards stated, before a digusting grin spread across his face, "Unless the boss wants another round with her again."
"Wait..." The other one said, his eyes on Ana then moving to Jack, "We all moved the prisoners yesterday. It was in Mondays memo?"
"What you're numbers?"
Eighteen minutes.
"Look we heard him wrong alright," Jack snaped, "Look the boss is annoyed as it is jsut give use the girl and we will be off."
"Numbers."
The first one lean forward his eyes sweeping across the uniforms, "These our old uniforms..." His eyes widened, "These aren't ours..." He fumbled for his walkie talkie.
Ana grabbed the second one around the back of the neck throwing him down to the ground slamming her knees into his back. Whilst Jack grabbed hold of the walkie talkie crushing it in his hand he slammed the guards face into the wall watching him slump to the ground.
"Reyes," Ana spoke into the comm device, "You might want to hurry up. We might have a problem."
"What is it Amari?" Jackson asked over the comms.
Jack fished the keys of the mans belt, "It seems like they moved the girls yesterday sir. They mentioned only one prisoner remaining. It sounds like the Masters have a toy sir."
Reyes made a grunting sound before they heard the crash, "Well aren't you a sick bastard."
"Amari, Morrison," Jackson ordered, "Grab this woman she might know something."
"Sir," They both replied switching off there comms.
Jack flinched as the smell hit him with force as they opened the door, the smell of a mix been sex, bleach and human fluids hit him making him feel sick. The hallways was small and long with twelve doors running down the side, "Morrision," Amari slipped past him, "This girl you can't go shouting at a sex slave, she'll cry try to please you... we can't loose focus here. The UN believe's Overwatch is what the world needs and we need to prove that."
"I understand," he replied.
Jack followed her down the hallway looking into one of the rooms as they went, mattresses all stuffed together on the floor pushed into a corner moth eaten blankets thrown on top of them. They all looked like thye housed more than one girl in each room, but he remembered back to the debriefing they told them that this Talon group sold more than 100 girls a month.
"This must be it," Ana sighed, she was right Jack could hear the shufflinf about in the room, small whimpers of pain along with the rattling of chains.
"Ana," Jack hissed.
"I know," She replied as she removed her mask and helmet allowing her long black hair to fall down around her as she fiddled with the lock, the door suddenly swung open crashing against the wall, the woman screamed in fear.
"PLEASE! I'M SORRY! I'LL DO ANYTHING PLEASE!" the woman cried the chains rattled more.
Ana stepped into the room speakin, "It's ok... oh... No..." Jack pushed in behind her, "JACK DON'T!"
Golden hair fanned out on the bed around her, soft heart shape face, full lips, cute button nose and when her eyes open filled with tears his heart stopped.
Victoria Johnson's green eyes looked up at him.
'Green had slowly become his favourite color, though everyone still thought it was blue. Only because it it reminded him of her. His favourite dress that she was wore was the dark green one that ended just above her knees showing her strong calfs and a scoop neckline showing off the curve of her breasts.
He wore a deep green button up shirt to match the dress rolling up his sleeves showing off his guns that made any girl blush. She was tucked up against his side starring up at him as they walked through the hallway through his home, she smiled widely up at him making his heart flutter.
"You look lovely," he whispered to her.
She tilted her head down down her cheeks flushed brightly, "Thank you."
"Oh don't you to two look a picture," his mother smiled at them both camera in her hand.
Jac swirled them around to look at hs mum who held the camera up, the picture was taken with his head on her shoulder his arms wrapped around her waist her blonde hair flying out around her. Pretty pink cheeks, her eyes sparkled along with his both had giant smiles on there faces.'
It was his favourite picture along with the one in his breast pocket, he pinned that one up above his breast pocket. Jack didn't remember storming out of the holding cells, or across the compound he remembers storming into the building that held the Masters. Past reyes who was tying up the Masters making them ready for transport they were being shipped to America to stand trial in front of the World Board for there crimes. Overwatch was taking out groups like this all across thr world at the moment, Overwatch was soon going to be revelead to the world to fight against the Omnic Crisis. They needed all the Governments support and this was how to do it. Even with the Omnic Crisis sick bastards like this was still happening.
He grabbed one of the masters startling Reyes as he slammed the Master into the wall, "YOU SICK!" He slammed his fist into the Masters face over and over again.
"JACK!" Gabriel yelled grabbing hild of his collar ripping him off the man, "Jack what is your problem!"
"Commander Jackson! Morrision has... the girl sir... It's Victoria Johnson," Ana told them.
The line was silent for a few moments before Thompson hissed, "Holy shit..."
Gabriel looked at Jack concern written across his face, "Mate you ok?"
"Are the bombs planted commander?" Jack asked glaring at the blood on his knuckles.
"Waiting on you, Reyes and the scum," Jackson replied.
"Kets get moving then," He told Gabriel grabbing hold of two of the Masters dragging them behind him as he stormed out of the Masters chambers.
"Jack," Gabriel tried to grab his attention.
"Gabe," Jack growled as he threw the two men into the back of the van, Jackson had drove it round to the front not caring about the few men left on this place running around in a panic, Jack helded Gabriel with the last theww, "Don't."
"No Jack, you snapped," Gabriel told him, as they walked round to the front of the van pulling themselves into the front seats. Jackson slammed the the van into gear and they took off into the dessert.
"Want to explain what happened back there?" He questioned.
Jackson, Jack and Gabriel had the front seats whilst Victoria, Ana and Thompson sat in the back. Victoria was only dressed in a ratty dressed that looked like a potateo sack over her body, she brought her knees up to her chest burrying her head into them. Ana had an arm wraped around her whispering to her it will be alright.
She looked up for a second catching his blue eyes in the mirror, "Commander I'm..." Jack started not able to take his eyes of her, "The bastards hurt her."
She flinched.
"It's alright," Ana smiled, "You're going home."
"Home?" She looked confused.
"Jack she's been locked up for three years," Gabriel reasoned with him, "Give her time."
"Commander our we?" Thompson questioned.
"Yes blow it to hell," The commander ordered.
Thompson slammed his hand don on the button sending the compound up in a cloud of smoke. They were silent for the entire drive home, the only sound that filled the van was the Masters groaning in the back.
'"Jack ?" She questioned looking up at him.
He had proposed, they ship out in the morning, this is there last deployment then they will come home, get married then settle down on Morrisions famiy farm.
"Just thinking," He grinned at her as he turned his back to his bedroom window.
"Come on," She yawned, "0600 hourd we have to be up and out of here."
Jack just grinned jumping into the bed next to her, slinking one arm aound her waist pulling her closure to his chest he nuzzled into her throat making a set of giggles erupt from her throat.'
That was the last time he remebered her laughing, or smiling that brightly. In the army they were first lietuenants, they were proffessional in the army not lovers.
"Morrision," Thompson woke him up.
Glancing around he saw that they were at the airbase, rubbing his eyes he thought he must have been asleep for atleast eight hours at least. Looking around again he noticed he was the only one in the can.
"Commander thought it was best if you sleep, saying you must be in shock," Thompson was a year younger than him but looked a lot younger.
"Thanks kid," Jack smiled, "Where is she?"
"Ana took her into her quartres on the aircraft to get cleaned up."
"She's alive... it wasn't a dream."
Victoria stood under the spray of water looing blankly at the wall, unknowing what to do for so long was used to commands dictating her every move. She went to go pick up a bottle of shampoo but flinched back knocking herself into the glass door of the shower, she let out a startled cry as her feet slipped out from under her and she crashed on the shower floor knocking down the shelf as she went.
"Victoria," A voice sounded from the door, she turned her head seeing it was the woman that Jack came in with.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry," her eyes welled with tears fearing of the repercussions of this.
"Hey," Ana smiled at her, ignoring that the girl had no clothes on at all and looked like a puppy left out in the rain for too long. Ana opened the shower door with a towle in hand turning off the water, "You ok?"
"I... I think so," She whispered allowing Ana to wrap the towel round her, "I'm sorry..."
"It's ok," Ana coxed her up to her feet, "Let's get you in some clothes."
Victoria made a small sound at the back of her throat, "I don't deserve this..."
"Of course you do, all humans need basic things clothes is one of them," An continued letting the girl sit down on her bed.
"But... I'm not..." Her green eyes welled up with tears, "I don't understand... I want Jack..."
"You remember him?"
Victoria nodded slightly, "He was safe... he was home... but I only know Jack..."
Ana sat down next to her taking the small hands in hers smiling, "Jack is an old friend of yours, my dear."
"He won't hurt me... like the Masters... will he..." Victoria questioned.
Ana smiled warmly at Victoria brushing the blonde hair back, "No Jack will never harm you sweetheart, shall we get you dressed."
Victoria didn't say anything watching Ana as she walked around the room collecting a pair of black trousers and a white tanktop along with a simple set of white cotton underwear. Ana set the clothes down next to hr, watching the girl fidget looking between the clothes and her, "Am... I allowed?"
Ana felt guilty, this girl has only known one life style for years and was struggling with the basic idea of having her own freedom to do what she wants. "Of course, whenever you are given clothes you may get dressed."
"Am... Am..." Her green eyes welled up int ears, before she burst into sobs, "I'm sorry," she wailed.
Ana sat down on her other side gathering the girl into her arms stroking back the wet hair whispering to her it softly, when someone knocked on her door. "Yes?" Ana called, listening to Victoria's sobs turn into quiet whimpers.
The door slid open revelaing Jack on the other side, "Everything alright?"
Ana nodded her head as Victoria pulled away from Ana, her green eyes locked onto Jacks blue ones. Jack slowly stepped into the room, he couldn't help but smile widely at her, "Vicky do you remember me?"
She blinked in confusion scrambling back for a second holding the towle tightly to her chest, "Jack...?"
"Yes," He breathed a sigh of relife walking further towards her standing at the edge of the bed.
"I only remember your name..." She whispered, "I can't..." she looked terrified he hated that look, "I'm sorry..."
"Hey," He knelt down in front of her, "It's alright... I wanted to return something to you."
She tilted her head to the side, "But... pets... don't have possessions they our possessions."
"Vicky no," He told her holding out her metal dog tags, "You aren't a pet Vicky."
"Then what am I?"
Ana looked between the two noticing Victorias eyes fluttering across his face as she sat up on her knees so she was level with him, then shrinking down a bit. "A Human being Vicky," he gently placed the dog tags round her neck, "These were once yours."
With one hand she reached up brushing her fingers across the tags, "Mine?"
Jack smiled widely at her, "Yours... you never took them off even when we weren't on duty."
"Oh..." She whispered.
"Everything ok though Ana?" Jack suddenly stood feeling his heart break as she flinched back.
"Yes just getting her dressed then to come down to the mess hall, we will be taking off soon correct?" Ana asked.
"Masters never allowed me to have clothes, they dressed me... if they didn't dress me... I was not allowed to have them..." She whispered.
"You can get dressed Vicky," He told her.
She blinked a few times, "I only let you call me Vicky... Didn't I?"
The grin on Jacks face alone brightened up the room, "More of I was the only one to call you Vicky and anyone else other than family..."
"You threatened to punch?" She questioned.
"Yes... Would it help more if... one of us dress you?" Jack questioned.
She twisted the tags in her fingers rubbing her fingers across the worn metal before she nodded her head, Ana and Jack both shared a look over her head this was going to be difficult they knew this.
"Ok," Jack gulped, "Up you get."
She pratically jumped out of her seat to stand in front of him, he noticed the order made her happy. His own heart broke at this, she never liked taking orders he remembered once when he ordered her down from the apple tree in his fathers orchard she threw an apple at him. Her aim was always true and had smacked him square in the head.
'The sun had started to set over the Orchard, Jack had spent the good last hour searching for Victoria who had vanished from his sights. But her giggling filled the air around him as he looked up above him.
She sat a few branches high above his head, swinging her legs back and forth a large smile on her face eatting an apple that she had plucked off the tree.
"Come on Vicky," He groaned, "Ma's made her home made pie. I want dinner, Mum won't start without you."
"Oh poor lil Jacky," She grinned widely down at him bouncing the half eatten apple in her hand.
"Victoria Belladonna Johnson, get your butt out of that tree," He ordered glaring at her.
He froze watching he lips tilt up into a pretty smirk, "Oh really Morrision, trying to order me about."
"Come on Vicky," He groaned, "I just want dinner."
"Come get me Morrision," She grinned as she chucked the apple down at him hitting him square in the temple.'
"Vicky, you can get dressed on your own," He told her.
"Oh ok..." she tilted her head again smiling softly at him before her smiled dropped, "If you are sure."
"Yes, you need to get dressed so you can come eat lunch," He smiled at her.
She turned from him towards the clothes dropping the towel as she did, Jack made out a choked sound as she stood in front of him completely naked. Ana on the other hand could not help but laugh at Jacks reaction his eyes nealy blew out of his head. She was dressed in moment now standing back in front of him. Her eyes slightly glazed as in waiting for an order, "Vicky you don't take orders alright?" He tried to reason with her.
"But... Orders... the World has to have Order..." She whispered tilting her head down.
Jack sighed knowing this was going to be difficult for him.
The day passed with no more events, Victoria was given a cabin inbetween Jacks and Anas since the boss thought it would be a better for her to be close to the both of them. She was to be questioned when they got back to Overwatch HQ.
That night Victoria laid inert on her bed, confused about the comfort that she had been given overhearing the man Jack called Gabriel say that Jac can't get to close. She had been brainwashed by Talon, they don't know what she can do.
'Victoria struggled against the hands that held her down, tears streamed down her face as she was forced to her knees in front of these men. They attaced and ambushed her squad, she watched them die all of them died because she couldn't react fast enough. She screamed for Jack as they stuffed the cloth into her mouth wishing somebodys comms was still on.
"She's a pretty one," The first man chuckled cupping her chin forcing her head up, his fingers danced across her jaw.
"Think she could be the one?" One the other men asked.
"What to test the new mind controlling drug?" He chuckled, "It would be nice to see if it works, this one seems a real fighter."
She ripped her face away from his hold twisting her body out from under her, shooting her leg out she caught him in the upper thigh. The man grunted landing hard on the ground not that far away from her. The shouting above her head became white noise, as she threw her body up to land on her feet, swinging her leg in an upperward arch catching the other one in the stomach sending him back a few steps.
She screamed into the gag as the foot she was standing on was tugged out from under her, she landed on the plush carpet with a bang. She groaned tilting her head side to side, feeling the pain shot through her head.
"Yeah really fighter," the second one scoffed as he slammed his boot down onto her stomach, readying a needle with some yellow liquid filled.
"I think we should explain to the little woman what it does," The first one chuckled getting back to his feet.
"This is Talons new mind controlling drug," the second one leant down brushing the needle across her skin, "Sort of makes you numb all over..." He jabbed the needle into her neck, "We are in testing stages, seeing if we can control someone with this... you will be the perfect test subject."
She chanted Jack over and over in her mind, as the needle drained the liquid into her neck his voice becme fuzzy in her mind. The liquid felt as if it was burning her veins as it passed through her, "It will keep you subdue to say," The voice above her told her.
"Keep you like a pet to say," the other voice chuckled.
Jack, please Jack. Ran through her mind, bright blonde hair sparkling blue eyes her Jack. Her Jack will save her, she tried to fight it. It hurt so much. It was like a voice whispering to her, no commanding to her to give in.
"She seems to be fighting this," The second voice sighed, her vision blurred she couldn't see anything above her, "Another dose."
"No we shouldn't," the first voice said, "They said it was dangerous."
"So what we kill her with it," another needle jabbed into her, she screamed into the cloth in her mouth. She screamed again thrasing in the hold her mind was going fully numb, Jack... who was Jack ... he was safe... he... home...'
Ana woke up to the sound of whimpering and crying, she reached under her pillow for her pistol stepping out of her bed moving closure to her door. The crying was coming from Victorias room, when she relaised it was Victoria.
Stepping out of her room she crossed the sport area and moved into Victorias room, her heart broke seeing tears streaming down the girls face as she slept. Twisting and turning in the bed trying to get away from the inviisble beasts that plagued her memory. "Jack..." She mumbled in her sleep.
Ana stepped closure placing the pistol down on the bedside table knowing there was no threat, sitting on the edge of the bed she gently pulled the covers down from Victoria as she the woman continued to mumur Jack in her sleep. Ana reached down wiping a hand across her brow, Victoria reached out grabbing hold of her wrist her green eyes shot open.
"A-ana... I-I'm Sorry... I-I...D-d-didn't..." She whispered.
Victorias body continued to shake as Ana gathered her up in her arms, "Come on lets try get you back to sleep," Ana smiled walking out the room and over anohter door opening it without asking for entry.
Jack bolted up right as he watched Ana walk into his room with Victoria curled in her arms whimpering softly, "Everything ok?"
Ana sat down on the bed next to Jack with Victoria in her arms, the woman already seemed to have calmed down as Ana whispered to her, Jack pushed himself up in the bed brushing her blonde her back out of her face. Her green eyes looked up at his as she whispered in a tired voice, "Jack."
"I'm here Vicky..." He smiled down at her.
"They tried to make me forget..." She whispered.
"It's ok Victoria," Ana whispered stroking the blonde hair watching the woman for a moment before she herself let out a yawn, "You will remember soon."
Victoria shifted slightly off Anas lap into the small gap between Ana and Jack taking his hand in her own resting down in the gap. "Can... can I stay?"
"Of course," he smiled looking over at Ana seeing she had already fallen asleep, her hand tightened around his own resting her head down on his pillow.
"Jack... I don't remember you much..." She whispered her eyes fluttering close, "But your... your safe... your home..."
Her breathing soon leveled out and she was asleep, Jack moved down to the bed so his face was leveled with her own. He lifted his hand up wiping away the stray tears gently placing the hand down on her waist resting his temple against her own.
"Your home," he whispered to her sleeping form.
AN: This went on alot longer than I was planning to, this came from an idea of Jack having a girl back at home then I went no... he lost his girl or thought he did. I love Ana shes like so perfect and acting like the mother to Victoria. I might plan to have this go on for a long series like all the way up to the fall, so ending the Omnic Crisi and through the rebellion of Overwatch. Jack, Gabriel, Ana and Angela our like my total favourite characters in Overwatch.
Depending how people sees this depends if I continue I know a friend of mine who has read this before I posted it loved it so yeah.
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