This is my attempt at a serious fic - the first fanfic I've ever written. Basically, due to the sheer amount of speculation I've had over the story of Overwatch, I've decided that I would write my own based on what could happen in the future. There will be OCs, but they will have minimum impact and will primarily be there for the heroes to interact with. I hope this goes well.
Reform
Watchpoint: Gibraltar
Several months had passed since the Talon attack on Watchpoint: Gibraltar, led by the feared black robed terrorist known as Reaper. Winston felt lucky to be alive, to be able to thwart their plan to execute all Overwatch agents. Now, after five years of disbandment, it was up to him to lead the newly reformed Overwatch.
The influx of members increased since the attack, and since Widowmaker's successful assassination of peaceful monk leader Tekhartha Mondatta. The world needs heroes, now more than ever.
Winston sat in front of his computer with peanut butter at hand. He examined the members who accepted the recall. Tracer, Genji, McCree, Torbjörn, Reinhardt, those were among the members who were contacted. One of the members who hasn't responded to the recall had been one of the members he wanted to have the most.
Dr. Angela Ziegler, known by her call sign "Mercy". Winston knew she had been reluctant to answer the call, given her disillusioned view of the organization following the destruction of the Swiss Headquarters. But now wasn't the time to let old wounds get in the way.
"Someone has to do something… we have to do something!" Winston said aloud.
For now, all Winston could do was rebuild the organization the best he could. Through his leadership, and with the help of Athena, he was able to turn Watchpoint: Gibraltar into a fortified facility, ready in case Talon strikes again. Winston turned around, as several members walked by them.
"How much progress are we making with the base?" Winston asked.
"Very good, if I do say so myself. Talon will have a hard time getting through this if they try." Nora said.
Nora was a 31-year-old engineer from Ireland. Ever since the recall, she had been a key member of the Watchpoint's fortification. There had only been so many resources available, especially to an organization that was outlawed by the United Nations.
Winston smiled and gave her the thumbs up. What saddened him was that Overwatch still had been hated by many, even after they rescued the Doomfist gauntlet from falling into Talon's hands. It's because of that stigma that many agents have yet to answer the recall.
There were over thirty members who currently occupied the Watchpoint. Winston had specifically requested builders who he could work with to create a heavily defensive base that the new Overwatch can call home. With the help of schematics sent by Torbjörn, they could keep out any unwanted intruder with ease.
Winston moved through the Watchpoint, the other member saluting him as they saw him. It was flattering, as he had been unaccustomed to being considered the leader, and they were recognizing him as such.
"It's good to see you, boss!" a member said.
"Ah, good to see you too." Winston said, struggling to remember his name.
Through the hallways, he continued inspecting the progress that was being made to the facility. Once used as an orbital launch facility, the location would have to serve as Overwatch's headquarters, for the time being.
"Winston," Athena said. "Ever since the you reinstated the organization, none of the core group has set foot in Watchpoint: Gibraltar apart from Tracer and yourself. Perhaps you should consider calling in a summit?"
"Yes, I had considered that idea myself, Athena. I would like to speak directly to the other six. If only Mercy would accept the recall."
"I understand. But for now, you'll have to make do."
Winston nodded.
"Alright." Winston said. "If you will, send the message to the others. We need to meet in person."
"Consider it done."
London
Tracer had been watching her favorite soap opera with Emily next to her. Just when it wrapped up, she received a message on her phone, from Athena no less.
Attention. Please arrive at Watchpoint: Gibraltar as soon as you are able. Winston wishes to speak with you.
"Well, that's my cue to leave." Tracer said. "I'll be back as soon as possible."
"I understand. Overwatch business calls for you."
They kissed before leaving. Tracer zipped out the door, heading to her car, where she would drive to a secluded area located outside the city. A place where her dropship wouldn't be found. Alright, big guy, I'll be there soon!
Nepal
Genji meditated alongside his teacher Zenyatta, as he always does in his daily routine. Out in the mountains, he could be at peace with his existence, knowing that he could reach a state of enlightenment.
Then his internal communicator received a message from Athena.
Attention. Please arrive at Watchpoint: Gibraltar as soon as you are able. Winston wishes to speak with you.
"I must leave now, there are important matters to attend to." Genji said.
"Very well, my student."
Genji stood, and began his departure. It would be time to return to Watchpoint: Gibraltar, a place he had not been to in a long time.
Boston
McCree sat with his feet kicked up at a bar. The cowboy was ready for a few drinks to lift his spirits. In the corner of the establishment, the news broadcasted a report on the Second Omnic Crisis that was ongoing in Siberia. McCree sighed, of course the world would be tearing itself apart.
The bartender poured him a nice big glass of Boston lager, to which he looked eagerly at his alcoholic treat. Just as when he was ready to get tipsy, he received a message from Athena.
Attention. Please arrive at Watchpoint: Gibraltar as soon as you are able. Winston wishes to speak with you.
Another sigh. Just my luck. Still, he knows that the they had a good bar built in there. McCree placed money down for a drink he didn't get to enjoy.
"Thanks for the drink, but duty calls."
McCree waved as he left the establishment. This better be something good.
Norway
Reinhardt and Torbjörn traveled with each other alongside Brigette. They had arrived to Norway to do deal with a gang of criminals that were terrorizing a small town. Naturally, once they saw two Overwatch agents, they were able to make quick work of the criminal menace. Reinhardt could still remember hearing the praise of a young child, a reward good enough for him.
"You shouldn't be dragging me along on your little adventures." Torbjörn said.
"You know it feels good to see justice done!" Reinhardt said.
Torbjörn shrugged. He could always count on Reinhardt to get him involved with things he wouldn't otherwise be a part of. Still, it did feel good to help the townspeople out when they needed it. Just as they were walking, they each received a message from Athena.
Attention. Please arrive at Watchpoint: Gibraltar as soon as you are able. Winston wishes to speak with you.
Reinhardt looked at Torbjörn as he smiled at him. Torbjörn was less-than-amused.
"Well my Swedish friend, it's time we go back to the old base."
"Yes, I suppose someone needs to keep you people from ruining everything."
Watchpoint: Gibraltar
Winston looked at the screen. All five people who received the message accepted. All he had to do was wait, as there would be much to discuss when they arrive. Athena then spoke to him.
"Winston, a special guest of sorts has arrived. Dr. Angela Ziegler is waiting outside."
"Mercy?!" Winston exclaimed. "Uh, I mean, let her in."
The door slid open, allowing the Swiss doctor inside. Dressed in normal attire, she appeared calm as she approached the gorilla. He wondered what she had to say.
"Hello! I wish I knew you were coming, I would've straightened up around here."
"I've come here to tell you something, if you don't mind."
"Sure… what do you have to say."
"Do you really think that reinstating Overwatch is going to change anything? It was shut down for a reason. The public does not consider the organization to be heroes anymore."
Winston sighed. Just what he didn't want to hear.
"That isn't true! Overwatch has already done good, we've saved lives. I've met those who consider us to be heroes."
"Heroes wanted by every government in the world?"
"Someone had to this, don't you understand? We had to do it. That's why we're here. Talon went too far, they tried to kill all of us, and they killed Mondatta. I will not stand idle as more innocent people die."
Mercy let out a weak smile. Winston always was the type of act on his heart rather than his mind.
"Let's just be realistic here. You don't have the resources that Talon does. How do you plan to fight them?
"We'll do it, just trust me."
That response made her shake her head. Some people just never change.
"Look, our friends coming soon." Winston said. "Would you like to speak to them? I'm sure it's been a while."
"Well it's not like I have anything going on right now. I'll talk to them, for old times' sake."
Winston felt glad that she showed up unexpectedly. All he has to do now is wait for the others to arrive. Hopefully she can be convinced to rejoin Overwatch. Winston returned to his computer, monitoring the progress they were making. Soon enough, the seven of them will be united.
He could only hope it will end well.