Soldier 76 Legacy
Prologue
Date: January 28th, 2105
Time: 2:21 AM
Location: Seattle, WA
Where I come from, shadows pour like rain. Almost no matter where I go, the same haunting actions I committed during my life as a man follow and attempt to weigh me down. The night is when I am at my worst. Sometimes I struggle to hold my breath.
I am nobody. I technically do not exist. Every shred of evidence that shows I am alive is extinct. The only thing I guess shows I am human right now is my birthname given to me by my biological parents. My name is the only thing convincing myself I have a purpose in this world. Unfortunately, my purpose is foreign to me. I lived in this world for 28 years without truly knowing who I am. I travel from place to place in this dark world finding out who I am. Trails always end cold or rather, there was never any shred of evidence in the first place. What is odd is I never stop searching. No matter how truly fucked up a situation has become, I never stop. Call me a fool, I will not care. I already partially died when I was 20.
I spend my nights wandering as a whisper lost upon wind. My "home" if you can call it that resides in Seattle Washington. An abandoned house is where I go to rest after countless sleepless nights wandering with no goal in mind.
Occasionally, I am considered a vigilante in the eyes of those who gaze upon me. Crimes spread far and wide. When authorities are unable to reach out those crimes, I am almost always the one who stops them. Especially if innocent people's lives are threatened. I never know why I help them. I just instinctively charge, save those who need it, and possibly kill the ones who are too much of a threat. I do not wander the world fighting for justice. I just simply do what I believe is the right thing to do. Even if it means putting more blood on my bloodstained hands, I continue fighting. Omnics and Humans are the same in my eyes. There is no superior being, just corruption when one goes on the wrong path.
This has been my life for the past 8 years.
My name is Gavin Morrison. I am the son of the late Jack Morrison, the leader of Overwatch. Like father like son, I fight in the shadows. My father's purpose was finding out who destroyed Overwatch and kill them.
As I follow my father's footsteps wielding my own pulse rifle, I aid him even in his death finding the truth behind Overwatch's downfall. At the same time, I fight to learn why I was put into this world and learn who I am.
The path to self-discovery all began when I found a faint signal of life in the abandoned Watchpoint: Antarctica.
CH. 1
Watchpoint: Antarctica was a place I never expected to find signs of life. This watchpoint has been abandoned for almost 40 years. A massive polar storm hit the station. My father explained to me in the past this was an Overwatch research facility dedicated towards climate anomalies. A team of researchers stationed here all lost their lives due to the polar storm. To be honest, the thought of researchers studying climate anomalies and losing their lives due to a polar storm is brutally ironic.
I traveled through deep snow bundled in thick padded clothing in a tucker sno cat. As I drove, thoughts of bewilderment kept on crossing my mind. I scanned Watchpoint: Antarctica multiple times. Not once I have I ever picked up even the faintest signs of life in that location. Nearly two weeks ago, I discovered that faint sign of life. At first, I simply assumed a researcher was just merely passing by. However, that sign did not move even one inch from its location. After one week passed, I finally gave in decided to investigate. Even after a second week of traveling took place starting from Seattle, that same sign of life still has not moved. I know it is the same sign of life. So, acting nearly on impulse, I am putting on my own investigation on Watchpoint: Antarctica. Curiosity has gotten better of me on how this research facility looks after almost 40 years of abandonment.
Luckily, snow was falling lightly this evening. So finding the watchpoint was hardly a struggle. As I approached the point, I double checked my radar to make sure I have arrived. The radar showed I have indeed made it. So I exited out of the vehicle after grabbing my pulse rifle and backpack filled with supplies needed. I stood up to my full height of 6'0 and began the investigation.
Despite the obvious sign of old age in the technology inside the facility, I was shocked to find fully functioning lights in most rooms. Occasionally I would find rooms without functioning electricity, which is to be expected. I figured the whole facility would be without power. Those parts in the facility without power felt absolutely haunting. Long empty hallways with flickering lights do not add charm in the slightest. Eventually, I came across a dark hallway with doors with plates on them. It was too dark in there for me to see normally and those nameplates were withered and old so reading them without light was impossible. I stopped my search for the signal of life temporarily because something about this hallway piqued my curiosity. I turned on my flashlight and quietly entered the hallway.
All plates on the doors were name plates. There were only six name plates. Thanks to the flashlight, I was able to read the names Adams, MacReady, Opara, Torres, Arrhenius, and finally Mei-Ling Zhou. I chose a random room and entered into Mei-Ling Zhou's room. Just like the hallway, this room had no light. This Mei-Ling Zhou person did however have a fantastic view of the entire facility and an equally fantastic view of aurora lights. I had to shut my flashlight off just for a few seconds in order to get the best view. Once I finished, I continued my search in the room. A desk was resting right below the window I was staring through. This desk was unorganized and research notes were everywhere. I could not help but bring out a small laugh. It was quite obvious this Mei-Ling Zhou loved working here. There was even evidence this Mei deeply cared for the people she worked with. On top of the research notes, there was a journal. I picked it up and read the first page.
"A little bit about me: my name is Mei (yes, that Mei!), and I specialize in abnormal climate phenomena and their effects on different ecosystems around the world. I know that sounds really boring, but I'll do my best to make it entertaining!"
So much of this 'Mei' person's personality was put into those few sentences. I could help but smile. After putting the journal down, I also found and picked up a group portrait of six people in the photo. I assumed they were the researchers who lost their lives due to the polar storm.
Sadness took over as I saw how happy they all were together just doing what they enjoy. They all lost their lives at such a young age. They all do not seem much older than I. I gave the fallen researchers a moment of silence to pray they all rest in peace before doing anything else.
I was somewhat compelled to take the photo. Mainly so I could give the team of researchers at least a taste of a proper burial. I put the photo in my bag and continued my search. Eventually, the search took me down to a room labeled the "Cryo Lab." I was somewhat confused what that meant but when I opened the door, my confusion quickly disappeared. My recent question was answered as I saw several cryostasis pods in the room.
"Oh my god." I said in a low voice filled with disbelief. I became speechless. The entire team at Watchpoint: Antarctica put themselves in cryo sleep. Without thinking, I charged towards the nearest cryostasis pod. It had the name Adams on the front. I wiped down some snow covering the window on the pod and it revealed a man's face deep in what appears to be hibernation. I wasted no time to attempting to shut down the cryostasis pod to allow the man to explore the world once more. Unfortunately, right above the control panel on the side of the pod was a heart rate monitor that showed no heart beat on Adams. That heart rate monitor stopped me dead in my tracks. I ended up letting my excitement get the better of me.
I hesitantly looked around the rest of the room. I counted 5 cryopods including Adams. All heart rate monitors showed the exact same thing. The team members were all dead. The intense polar storm took their lives. There were a couple windows and some large holes in the walls. The massive amounts of snow and wind messed with the cryopods. One cryopod out of the five had its front door mangled allowing the scientist Torres to meet with the worst death. His frozen corpse was nearly a skeleton. I assumed Torres was actually awake when he died.
I kept a strong face. On the inside, I wished I could have save them. I wanted them all to awaken and allow them to pick up where they left off in life. I faced the harsh reality none of them will be wake up ever again. Distraught, I exited out the room.
*bzzzt, bzzzt*
I stopped after feeling my radar vibrate like fucking mental in my coat pocket. When I looked at the screen, it showed I was insanely close to the sign of life. What confused me was the fact the sign of life is in the cryo lab. I just witnessed all 5 dead scientists in the lab. I confirmed their deaths. Then out of nowhere, it hit me.
"Mei-Ling Zhou."
I sprinted back into the cryo lab. I searched furiously and counted the cryopods again to only get 5. I was confused yet again. Where is the 6th cryopod? There is no way there would be more people than cryopods. It would seem more safe to have exactly the right amount. The radar showed me to go to the very end of the lab and run into a large pile of snow. When I got to the snow pile, the radar went even more wild.
I instantly knew what was behind this snow pile and wasted no time in wiping down all the snow. What the snow was covering confirmed my suspicions.
Sure enough, the 6th cryopod was right in front of me with a young woman inside who I assumed was Mei-Ling Zhou. Unlike the previous 5 cryopods, this cryopod's heart rate monitor showed a faint heartbeat. Mei-Ling Zhou is alive and I will do everything I can to make sure she gets out alive.
I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. I am writing the second chapter as you are reading this right now. I apologize for this chapter being short. I did not want to drag on introductions for too long. The second chapter will be longer.
Just to give everyone a head's up, I just guessed present time Overwatch in the game is 2075. It said it takes place somewhere in the 2070's so I just decided on a random point around that time frame and made that the overall year of the game. I know it is not the official year. So this fanfic takes place 30 years after the game. Hopes that avoid confusion. If there are any other questions you have for me, please do not be afraid to DM me. I do not bite xD. I will answer your question to the best of my ability.
Any constructive criticism is welcome. Please DM me or comment if you do. Same goes for questions and comments. I am very much looking forward to how this turns out. Thanks a bunch for reading.
Have a good one,
Winter Hawk