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Hello! I've made a fanfiction for OW again. ; v ; I'm afraid it wont get a lot of hits as my widowtracer fic, but I hope some people will give my fanfiction a try. For those who are here, please enjoy! There will be a lot of chapters in this story, and I hope people will stay until the end. Thank you so much. ; v ;
Chapter One: Что ты сделал со мной?
We've arrived at Volskaya Industries.
The female voice over the intercom announce. The team of six are either sitting down, reading books, or wreaking havoc throughout the library. Honestly, who's great idea was it to send Junkrat in this mission? The mission was to capture both objectives: one pass the arched wall, the other in the facility. Mercy descends from the stairs, flying towards Pharah. Pharah looks over at the blonde scientist and gives a small smile. The countdown appears at the top of the shelves of books. 30 seconds… Everybody has time to talk.
Pharah's attention fixes onto her rocket launcher, cleaning it. She stops, catching a ticking bomb as soon as it came her way. She tossed it to the side, hitting Junkrat in the face. Junkrat laughs maniacally and continues to wreck the library.
Tracer and Zenyatta are sitting at the counter, conversing about the Shambali and how the Omnic Equality is going. Roadhog grabs Junkrat by the harness and breathes heavily. He seems very upset that Junkrat isn't behaving. Junkrat's laughter dissolved and he groans in annoyance. He looks at Roadhog and pouts. He crosses his arms and Roadhog drops him to his butt. When the time starts counting down from 10 seconds, everybody becomes alert. They head towards the exit doors, and the clock starts to count down in front of them.
5… 4… 3… 2… 1…
The doors open and everybody rushes out. Pharah and Mercy head towards the left entrance, sneaking by the enemy team. Pharah's body tingle from the blue surge entering her suit. She looks at Mercy and nods before she continues to head towards the objective with the angelic healer behind her. They stand above the objective, and the enemy team start to become alert.
The teammates up front attacks the retreating enemies, but it was hard due to Symmetra's turrets slowing them down. Roadhog and Trace finishes off the turrets, giving everybody their speed back. They dashed towards the objective, aiming at whoever necessary.
Mercy uses her Guardian Angel up towards Pharah, healing and giving damage boost whenever she needs it… But something catches her eye. Something… out of place. A color other than white, blue, or faded red. She turns to her side and see a man-no woman-with a large gun. She's carrying it like it's paper though… She flinches when she charges her gun and throws a pink and blue ball of energy at her. The mesmerization causes her to not react in time, and she feels the orb hit her body. She loses control of her flight and she fell on the base. She pulls her upper body off the floor, and she sees a hand reach down at her. The blonde looks up, seeing Tracer smiling down at her. She nods as a thank you and she takes her hand. Tracer pulls her up, and zooms away with Mercy, causing a sniper to miss her shot.
"Ohoh…" The sniper peers away from her lens and she smirks at where the two were before, "You got away, mon petit lapin."
Tracer glances back and snickers. "Maybe next time, luv." She says. Mercy looks at her and frowns. "This isn't a game, Lena." She scolds. Tracer laughs and zips away, heading towards the back to resume her so-called "fight" with Widowmaker. Angela brushes herself up and she re-enters the fight. She heals Junkrat, who seems to not give a single care about his own health. She heads back towards Fareeha, and gives her boost. She looks around.
Where is that pink haired girl…? She thought to herself. She flies up towards Zenyatta to heal him but another blast of energy hit nearby them, causing both of them to jump back. Zenyatta tosses a discord to the source of the attack, but the girl shields herself causing Zenyatta to retrieve back his discord. She shoots a long, loud laser at the both of the supports. The two retreat to the back, and heal themselves.
Zenyatta heads off to follow Roadhog, leaving Mercy to Pharah again. She flies to her, and heals her. She sees the pink haired female again… shielding their Lucio and aiming at Junkrat. Meanwhile, Widowmaker shot the omnic down, then moving her target towards Fareeha. Mercy hides from her as she gives her a boost, but it wasn't enough to shoot down the sniper. Tracer heads to the back, shooting Symmetra's turrets and leaving. But Reaper appears nearby, and shooting Junkrat and Tracer down.
She sees all her teammate fall to the floor, one by one, and she couldn't retreat. She flies to Roadhog, feeling a powerful surge of energy. As soon as she's done healing him, quick blue zaps of electricity exits from her fingertips, waiting to be used. She inhales, and flies towards the area of her dead teammates. She inhales and raises her hand, "Heroes never die!" She exclaims.
Her body glows a yellow aura, and all the teammates around her start to stand, feeling strong and healed. Tracer zips off after she thanks Mercy, finding Widowmaker to shut her down. Zenyatta throws the discord orb at Reaper, and Junkrat and Roadhog combo him to his defeat before he could ghost away. Pharah ults Symmetra and the remaining members, giving them all the advantage.
But that tank… she's missing. Where could she be? Mercy sees the countdown above the point, she sees the blue line reaching full circle, and she follows the team as they head towards the next objective.
On the other team, the pink haired female scowls at the announcement in her ear piece. "Objective lost. Defend Objective B." It said. The woman curses in Russian and starts heading towards the second objective near the base. She sees the woman in blue armor fly in the sky, and she aims for her. But she feels a pain hit her chest, and she shields herself, retreating to the side. She sees the Omnic floating behind the Australian maniac, and this fuels her anger.
She heads towards the middle of the objective and throws a ball of energy at them with her gun. She continues to throw it until she sees an angel fly towards the Omnic. She frowns. How can such a beautiful angel side with that machine? She falls back and lets Reaper fight them off. She shields him as he shoots the enemy team, dealing an enormous amount of damage.
She heads her way towards the side as soon as she sees Mercy retreat. She sees her resting at the side, looking for a teammate to fly towards. She aims for her, but she misses, as she see her immediately flee. She hears her teammate from her ear piece. "Zarya, come back to the objective. We need you." Mei says. Zarya heads back to defend before the enemy team heads towards the point.
After a long time of defending the point, Zarya was full energy and her ult is ready. She tells her team it's ready, and Reaper says his is as well. Mei, Widowmaker, and Symmetra says they understand. As soon as the enemy team is here, Mei throws her ult in, and as soon as they froze, Zarya shoots her Graviton Surge, pulling them together. Reaper jumps down and uses his Death Blossom, receiving a Team Kill. The clock ticks down, and finally the countdown ends.
When they finish, everybody is sent back, and is being received a party for both teams and their efforts. Zarya is by herself, eating meat with vegetables on the side. She stares at her food… She's never one for socializing with most people. She resumes to eat, until she sees somebody sit in front of her. She looks up, seeing the blonde angel with her mixed fruits in a cup and a cup of water. She smiles, "It was a good match." She said.
Even her voice is angelic…
Zarya nods. "... Yeah… Your Resurrection ultimate is pretty amazing." She comments. Mercy glances at her, and giggles. "Oh? Well it was nothing compared to your combination with Mei and Reaper. You had a good team."
Zarya keeps eating. She doesn't know how to respond to that. She start to feel even more uncomfortable when a woman sits beside the blonde. She looks at her for a second, not recognizing her from her looks. She introduces herself as Pharah… The girl in blue armor. Zarya has no interest in interacting with either of them, so she continues to eat, staring at her food. Pharah talks to Mercy, and they try to talk to Zarya, but that doesn't work out…
Soon, a floating cloth comes to Zarya's view. She looks up and sees the omnic… this fuels something in her chest. He greets her, and congratulates her for a good fight, but Zarya only gave him a cold glare. Zenyatta tilts his head, and asks if he had done something wrong, but Zarya only tells him to leave. Zenyatta could only hear a muffle, and politely asks her to repeat. This fuels Zarya even more, and she flips the table out of rage, startling everybody at the party… most especially Zenyatta and Mercy.
Zarya then yells, "YOU… YOU are the reason our world is like this. YOU are responsible for everything that had happened!"
Zenyatta cowers out of instinct, "I do not believe I have caused you any wrong." He says. The pink haired female inhales, and raises her fist, but Mercy stands in between them. "That's enough." Mercy frowns. Symmetra walks towards them and takes Zenyatta's arm. She slowly pulls him away to leave the girls be. Pharah pulls Mercy away, and stares at Zarya with disgust in her eyes. Zarya watches everybody start to leave, and at the party, she stands alone.
Zarya comes home after cleaning up the mess she made back at the party, and she lies down on her bed. She closes her eyes and covers her face. Why did no one side with her? That Omnic caused her home so much pain, yet she's the one portrayed as the villain. She inhales, then exhales. She feels her scar, and she grits her teeth. She remembers the pain she had to go through because of those stupid omnics… She turns her body to the side and stares at the clock above her drawers.
1:42AM
She stands up and changes from her pajamas to her sweats. Getting upset in bed won't do her any good. The pink haired female exits her home and jogs her way to a gym. She stops at the side, seeing somebody on a treadmill. "врач?" She asks herself. She heads into the gym to see none other than the blonde angel jogging on a treadmill. She blinks and thinks to herself, Why is she in Russia? Did her flight get cancelled?
Zarya was about to head to the other side of the gym until she hears her name. She turns around, seeing the doctor's blue orbs lock with hers. She waves nervously, this is not what she wanted… She walks towards her and greets her in her native language. "What're you doing here, doc?" She asks.
"Just, you know, keeping up." The other says between pants. She slows down, and soon comes to a stop. "I thought I was pretty slow this match… Lately I've just been working at a hospital, you know? But when they took me out to battle again, I was feeling like I dragged my team down."
"There's no need to think that way, врач," She reassures her, "It was the o-" She pauses. She doesn't want to get yelled at again. She leans back and scratches the back of her head. She sits on one of the seats and starts to pedal. Angela knows exactly why she stopped, but she doesn't mind at all. "Are you resentful about what happened?" She asks.
"... Why are you still here? Shouldn't you go back?" Zarya asks, avoiding the question all together. She doesn't feel like answering, especially when she doesn't want her head to explode. Angela smiles as she leans towards the handle of the treadmill. "The captain said to enjoy Russia for awhile. Fareeha and I picked our apartment for the time being."
Fareeha… Zarya's chest feels uneasy. "Вы вдвоем?" She asks. She looks at her, hoping she doesn't know what she's asking her. The angel smiles, as if she knows, but she dismisses the question as she pulls away, "I think it's time for me to head home." She says, heading towards the locker room. Zarya watches her go, and gulps. Jeez, don't do it… don't do it... She inhales.
"Do you want to take me home?" Angela glances back with a smile. Hearing that, Aleksandra stops pedalling and turns towards the blonde. She slowly nods, and follows her back. "Yeah…" She mumbles, trying not to act like a lost pup. The two changes their outfits before they head out. Angela has her hands behind her back, walking alongside the pink haired Russian. She glances at her with a smile. "It's nice to see Russia getting back on its feet after the Omnic Crisis." She points out, trying to make conversation. Aleksandra glances at her, "... Yes, it has… We have grown stronger to fight the Omnics."
"But you know, not all Omnics are bad." Angela points out. The other girl frowns and keeps walking. "They're all programmed to do one thing, and that is to destroy." She argues. Angela frowns for a moment, but it disappears into a smile and she nudges her. "Hey, I'll make a bet. If I can get you to feel, at least, neutral about Omnics, you owe me dinner."
Aleksandra blinks, processing the bet in her mind. "... Fine. What happens if I don't?"
"Then I can take you to Switzerland and give you a tour."
"What? That's totally far off from each other." Zarya laughs, but Mercy looks pretty serious. They stop in front of an apartment before they stare at each other for awhile, and the taller woman smirk. "Okay, deal." She holds her hand out, and Mercy holds it. The two shake their hands. Mercy holds the larger hand tenderly, before she slips her own away, heading towards the apartment door. "Увидимся позднее, Aleksandra." The blonde woman waves as she heads inside.
Zarya stands still, astonished. Is she learning Russian? She asks herself. She scratches the back of her head. She sees a figure up on the second floor, and she glances up. There, standing at the window, is Fareeha with a cold glare. She turns her head when she hears the door open and she closes the blinds. Zarya inhales, her chest beating an irregular beat. She breathes heavily and turns around, "успокойся, Just… just go home."
She heads home, wondering what's wrong with her. схожу ли я с ума? She asks herself. She looks around as she feels the cold breeze pass her. Her shoes crunches against the soft snow, and the moon shines brightest behind the dark clouds. Zarya heads towards the entrance of her home and slips the key in, unlocking the door.
She heads inside and lies down on the couch. She rubs her head as she tries to forget the blonde woman. She just doesn't understand… Why is she stuck in her mind? Why does she make her heart race, and feel uneasy when that other girl is with her. She gets up and heads to her bedroom. She needs to sleep it off. Maybe she'll forget about it. She switches to her nightwear before she lies down on the bed. She stares at the ceiling, and slowly falls asleep, thinking about the blonde angel.
Translation
Я причинил тебе боль - I Have Hurt You (Russian)
Aber ich vergebe dir - But I Forgive You (German)
Что ты сделал со мной - What Have You Done to Me
врач - Doctor
Вы вдвоем - Are you two together
Увидимся позднее - I'll see you later then
успокойся - Calm down
схожу ли я с ума - Am I going crazy
