Disclaimer - All The Overwatch Characters Are Owned By Blizzard Entertainment, I Only Own Marcus
Chapter 1 - February, 2058
"Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Dorado, it is uh, exactly eleven in the morning, the local temperature is thirty degrees centigrade with lows of twenty-six degrees centigrade, sunny all day with no chance of rain. We thank you for flying with British Airways and we hope to see you once again in the very near future. Enjoy your stay." The pilot's speech was followed with the sound of celebratory trumpets and clapping from the passengers on board.
"Come on honey wake up, we're here." The African-American woman speaking had a heavy English accent. Her hair was midnight-black, and it flowed over her shoulders. She had a rounded face with bright red lips and brown eyes. The boy laying on her lap responded by stirring and groaning as he started waking up.
"I'm up mum, I'm up." The boy moaned as he blinked multiple times to adjust to the overwhelmingly bright sunlight coming from the airplane window. He didn't have his mother's English accent.
"We've been here for less than a minute and we've already seen more sunlight than we would've seen in England throughout the whole year! It'll be great, you'll see. We'll meet new people and you'll make new friends." The woman continued to reason with her child.
She knew she had to be strong, for her son. With the omnic crisis raging on in the whole of Asia, Africa, central Europe and North America... One of the only places it hasn't reached yet was South America. Which is exactly why she decided to move there. For her son.
"But I miss them, John, Lena, Ben. Besides, we have nothing to worry about, Overwatch will save us. Dad will save us." The boy said with hope echoing within his words. In fact, his mother almost believed him, almost.
"Yeah, I hope so pumpkin, I do."
-Time Skip-
"That'll be uh, twenty six dollars and forty five cents miss." The cab driver said over his shoulder as the mother and son duo arrived at their destination.
"Here you go. What do you say Marcus?"
"Thanks mister." The cab driver chuckled and smiled warmly at him. "No problem amigo, now you two have a safe night alright?"
"Of course, you too." His mother replied as she ushered Marcus out of the cab. She opened the trunk and took out a small backpack which had the Overwatch logo on the back and she handed it to Marcus, and one suit case. She tapped the cab on the side when she shut the trunk and the cabby drove away.
The house they were dropped off by was a two story, red brick house. It was connected to other houses on both sides. It was the exact same as the other houses in Dorado. Small and squished in between another five houses.
Marcus was confused, they owned a rather nice and big home in San Francisco, so why couldn't they have a big one here? Not that he had a problem with it, it was just out of the normal.
"Well? What do you think pumpkin?" She asked hopefully as she kissed her son on the forehead.
"It's small on the outside, but let's see the inside." While Marcus wasn't exactly happy about this trip, he had to admit, he was excited about the new things. New people, houses, music, dances, culture, foods and many more.
His mother smiled slightly, seeing that her son still had some happiness left in him. How was she supposed to tell him his father died serving for Overwatch? It would ruin him, so she wouldn't. She said he was away on a secret mission instead. Was it a good idea? She didn't know.
She fished through her handbag for the keys to their new home and she eventually found them and held them out for Killian to take. "Well Marcus, do you wanna be the first six year old to ever enter this house?" Marcus smiled happily seeing that he would be the first into their new home.
"Yes, yes, yes." He repeated as he attempted to shove the keys into the lock. After a few seconds the Key went in, and he twisted it to the right until he heard a soft click. He wasted no time in getting through the door.
As soon as it was unlocked he shoved it open and scanned the place he would be living in. "Wow." He muttered as he saw what was inside. The living room had a long, leather couch that stretched from one end of the room to the other. There was a small, glass coffee table with a traditional rug underneath it. There were multiple, beautiful pictures on all the walls. Horses, beaches, birds.
"See Marcus? Never judge a book by its' cover. The outside of a person says almost nothing about their personality. Remember that okay?" Marcus was far too preoccupied with taking everything in. It was amazing.
"Mhmm sure thing mum." The boy said keeping his eyes on all the pretty pictures. His mother shook her head and chuckled lightly.
They were both interrupted by rhythmic knocks that came from the door. Marcus was even more excited now than earlier, if that was even possible.
"Hmm, who could that be... Neighbours?"
"Well come on, open it." Marcus eagerly pleaded.
She walked over to the front door and pulled it open. From his position behind his mother, Edward could make out two tall silhouettes, he wasn't paying them any attention. He continued scanning the new guests, until he found a young girl twiddling her thumbs. She was trying to hide behind her mother. She wasn't doing a very good job.
Marcus completely stopped listening to the conversation that the adults were having as at that very moment, he could only see the girl. She had a pretty smile on her face, however, what caught Edward's attention were the two beautiful purple orbs she had for eyes. He wasn't sure, but they seemed to shine. Her smile quickly turned into a cocky smirk.
"-Marcus." That was when he snapped out of it and noticed that everyone was staring at him.
"Um... What?" The adults chuckled, and Marcus cheeks instantly went super red. "Oh honey I was just explaining to our guests how much we'd like to go sit on the couch if you could stop blocking the doorway."
He chuckled nervously and nodded. "Of course, sure, yup." He stepped back as the adults chuckled again and walked over to the couch.
"So, Mary, what made you move from America to Dorado?" Marcus noticed how thick their Mexican accents were. They rolled their R's and spoke rather quickly. It sounded nice, he liked it.
"The same thing that's poisoned all our lives... The war. I was getting nervous and worried about staying in San Fran with little Marcus, so we moved here. Where it's much safer." Marcus looked over to the girl and noticed that she was blowing bubbles using chewing gum. She was definitely bored.
"Yeah, well, my dad is in Overwatch and he'll save us all!" He spoke with hope.
"Really?" The older woman asked full of intrigue. "Oh yeah, he left a few years ago and he's fighting the war, he's risking his life in order to save us. Isn't that great?" Just one look at Mary, Marcus's mum, was enough to tell her everything she needed to know.
"Um, that's awesome. Hey Mary, can the kids go upstairs while we have an adult talk?" Marcus was a bit confused. "But wh-" "Marcus please take Olivia to your room upstairs and show her your video games."
It wasn't a question, more like an order. So, Marcus promptly agreed and motioned for the Olivia girl to follow him upstairs. The headed up the staircase. They headed upstairs towards Marcus's room.
"Well here we are, make yourself comfortable. The console is in the corner and the PC is beside it if you wanna play."
She didn't reply, and it was making Edward nervous. She continued blowing bubbles and sat on the bed in the corner of the room.
"Why were you staring at me?" She also had a thick Mexican accent, and he loved it. However, when her question reached him, Marcus froze up in his place and laughed nervously.
"Um... There was a fly, on your, uh... face." The girl chuckled, she was clearly finding his embarrassment amusing in some twisted way.
"What's so funny huh?" Olivia lifted both her hands in mock surrender as she smirked.
"Hey, it's not everyday that you come across a boy who is into insects." He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Really? Well it's a not every day that you come across a- Oh my god, don't move." Olivia stopped laughing and was confused.
"What are you talki-" She was interrupted by Marcus shushing her.
"Oh my god, there's a huge wasp on your shoulder, don't you dare move. I'll get it." Marcus whispered harshly. Olivia's heart sank.
"Dios mio, I'm allergic, you need to get rid of it." She froze and didn't dare move. Marcus slowly creeped up towards her, keeping his eyes on the 'wasp' that was on her shoulder.
When he got close enough, he pounced at Olivia and started to tickle her sides without mercy. The room was immediately filled with laughter from Marcus and Olivia as they both attempted to tickle each other to death.
"Just say when you've had enough, there's plenty more of where that came from." Marcus teased
"Never surrender! Come at me amigo!" She continued laughing
"Oh, I think I'm winning!" Olivia giggled.
"Ha! In your dreams!" He replied and so, they kept going.
-Meanwhile-
"So, let me get this straight, his dad passed away last year? And he doesn't know yet?" Olivia's mum, who's called Sofía, asked Mary, just to double check.
Mary nodded sadly
"Man, that's rough, the longer you keep this from him the worse it will be, so if I were you I'd tell him soon." Olivia's father, Matías, threw in his 5 cents.
"I want to tell him, I really do, but I just don't think he's ready to know yet..." Mary tried to justify her case.
"You're his mother, just make it soon. The sooner the better." Sofía reassured Mary.
Rather quickly, all their ears were filled with high pitched laughter that was coming from above.
Matías stood up and started creeping up the staircase. He motioned for the girls to follow him. And so, the three adults started sneaking up the stairs until they reached the top and had a clear view into Marcus's room.
The two kids were rolling around on the bed in a mess of arms and legs. Neither one stopped laughing.
"Aww that's so cute." Sofía cooed
-Back to the kids-
"Yo gano!" Olivia shouted out in victory. As she pinned Marcus underneath her. She had her hands on top of his which where on either side of his head and she was sitting on his chest.
"Ha! You just got lucky! I let you win anyway." Marcus attempted to salvage at least some of his dignity.
Marcus was suddenly very aware of how close their faces were, he really could get lost in her eyes.
"Hey kids! Whatcha doin there?" Marcus recognised his mother's voice.
Both his, and Olivia's eyes widened. The snapped their heads towards the doorway where all the adults stood. Chuckling silently.
Olivia quickly hopped off her victim and dusted herself off. She reached down and offered him her hand. He went to grab it, but she pulled away at the last second.
"Ha! You fell for it." She laughed, proud of herself.
"Rude." Marcus muttered under his breath. However, the smile was still there. Wider than ever.
"Well come Olivia. It's time to go." Sofía said to her daughter as all the adults started heading down the stairs.
"Okay mamá. Well, it was fun Markie." Olivia said with a sad smile on her face. Marcus smirked.
"Huh, 'Markie?' Well I hope I'll see you soon, Livvy." She chuckled and turned towards the stairs.
"I'll see you around amigo." Marcus was left staring at his doorway with a goofy smile on his face as the girl walked away.
A/N Hey guys, tell me what you think, It's my first shot at an Overwatch Fic. It literally took me hours to get the whole Overwatch timeline right but i finally got it and i can't wait to share the rest of my story with you guys. Rate and Review, peace.