*Knock, knock, knock-knock, knock. Knock, knock*

Winston stop typing at his computer, more than surprised upon hearing this noise. He slowly turned around to the door of his room and thought as he slowly inched his way to the door:

… Who in the world could that be? They obviously know that I'm here, otherwise they wouldn't have knocked. Could it be Talon trying to get my list again? If so, what's with the theatrics?

At that point of thought Winston then called back to the pattern of knocking. It was then he recalled some memories of an old friend.

No. It couldn't be… could it? I thought he dropped out of Overwatch before it even got shut down. Besides, if he knows I'm here, he would have already made a snarky comment-

Then, as if waiting for Winston's que, a muffled voice called from the other side of the door.

"Good lord, Winston, is this how you treat all your guests?"

The sound of the voice was unmistakable to Winston as he hurried to the door and opened it, revealing a tall, pale man in a long black coat with orange medieval designs, a sword and scabbard at his side, and a jagged diagonal scar across his left eye. He was smiling warmly.

"Thorn!" Winston exclaimed, widening his arms into a hug which his old colleague begrudgingly accepted. "It's been far too long!"

"Indeed it has." Thorn agreed.

"Wait, how exactly did you know I was here?" The gorilla asked.

"Well, it took some effort, but I tracked you down by using your armor's internal location system."

"Oh, that's right. I almost forgot you have a thing for machines." Winston said with a slight chuckle.

"And yet I still just use a sword." Thorn chuckled with him.

"Well, to be fair, isn't any old sword."

Thorn snorted. "You're damn right about that."

"Alright, on to my next question," Winston began. "And that's: Why exactly are you here?"

Upon Winston saying this, Thorn turned around and began to walk down the hall.

"Follow me. There's something I need to show you."

Feeling somewhat suspicious though figuring he had no other choice, Winston began to follow Thorn. After several minutes of silence between the two of them whilst roaming the mostly abandoned Gibraltar facility, Thorn broke it by saying whilst still walking:

"So, I take it you remember how I got bored with Overwatch's activities even before we got shut down?"

"Remember? How could I forget?" Winston started. "How could we forget? You were one of our most valuable members and you just… left."

"Yeah…" Thorn, seeing the somewhat saddened features on Winston's face, stopped in his tracks and put a hand on the gorilla's shoulder.

"Listen: I know what I did was childish, unprofessional and something that a friend shouldn't do. I can only imagine what you and Tracer felt. So, from the bottom of… well, whatever pumps the black sludge through my veins, I'm sorry."

Winston looked Thorn dead in the eyes before smiling and said:

"Don't sweat it. We've already forgiven you."

"… Thank you." Thorn said, smiling as well.

And thus, the two began walking once again towards whatever Thorn had to show Winston. Which reminded the beast…

"So, what exactly is it that you have to show me?"

"Well, to be quite honest with you: while 'technically' I left Overwatch, after leaving I busied myself for a while with some undercover vigilante work. After a couple months of stopping some small scale affairs and some petty crimes, I was getting bored of that as well. So, I figured: 'Why not go out with a bang?' That's when I decided for my final act of vigilantism, I would attack a Talon base I had known about for a while."

"A Talon base? By yourself? Are you insane!?" Winston gawked.

"Slightly, but you already knew that." Thorn answered deadpanned. "Anyways, don't get your knickers in a twist, it wasn't a heavily guarded or anything. In fact, there was barely any security at all. Which is stranger considering they were keeping what I have to show you there."

"… What do you mean by that?" Winston said worriedly.

Thorn smiled wickedly.

"So, from what I gathered before attacking the research facility, they were developing some supposedly 'revolutionary bio-weapons'. This, as it would any right-minded person, got be both curious and concerned. So, I raided the facility and discovered the 'weapons'. Turns out, they were human subjects."

"You mean Talon was testing the weapon on humans? That's despicable!" Winston cried in outrage.

"No, you misunderstand me: I'm saying the weapons themselves are human." Thorn corrected.

Silence.

"Thought you'd be speechless." Thorn said whilst smiling smugly. "Anyhow, there were three kids in total that were being-"

"Stop, stop, stop: They were using kids?" Winston growled, barely able to contain his anger.

"Well, more like adolescents. The eldest was 14 and the youngest was 12. Anyways, after some talking over with the three, I was able to convince them to come under my wing. I've been raising them ever since."

"Wait, why?" Winston inquired. "I thought you hate kids."

"Most kids, I hate most kids. There are always exceptions to the rule. Especially when said exceptions gained superhuman abilities from several years of genetic experimentation." Thorn corrected.

"… Excuse me?" Winston stared blank-faced at Thorn as they arrived at the door to the outside.

While gripping the door handle, Thorn looked back at Winston and smiled mischievously.

"Winston," He began, pausing for dramatic effect before flinging the door open. "I give you your new agents of Overwatch."

Good Morrow, People of Fanfiction! I introduce you to my first venture into the world of Overwatch! With that being said, I might gets some things wrong in terms of cannon, so please bear with me/call to my attention any errors I might make in terms of that field. Regardless, please leave your reviews to tell me what you think/what I can improve! They really do help a lot.

P.S. Don't worry, you'll meet our main characters in the next chapter.