Chapter 1: Catching the Trace
Note: I own no part of Overwatch it belongs solely to Blizzard and I am in no way making a profit of this writing.
My (Alex Greens) POV
The city street was cold and the buildings high windows lit the night sky, almost as brightly as the stars did. I was running with a smile on my face, now I'll admit I was being chased by one of the worst criminals in history but this was the part I liked. The running, the rush of wind in my thick dirty brown hair. Hell this is what I lived for.
As the newest and youngest member (I beat out by 1) I had to train the longest and with the best; 76, Winston, Hanzo, and even Mccree. It was hard but in truth, there's nothing I would rather do more than help save the planet.
I slammed through the doors as I recalled the several maps I was shown before I landed here. I overlaid them in my mind into one map of everything; Subways, Rails, Roads and rivers. I noticed Reaper was funneling me into a perfect position to be taken out from a near by snipers nest, or more accurately a spiders nest. I glanced around trying to look for an alternate way through the next set of doors. I stopped right at the double doors ahead, thinking to myself "If I use this door Widowmaker will surely end me with a single shot, so what are the other options." I was contemplating ever situation, all possibilities but before I was finished the decision was made for me. Reaper turned the corner while shouting DIE! DIE! DIE!
I was propelled forward as the blast of hellfire sent me through the wood doors and onto the deck. I slammed down hard feeling the fire burn through my clothes and into my skin. It only hurt for a moment before my Nanobots kicked in and healed my back but by then it was too late. I rolled over only to be greeted by a black boot to the head knocking me into the deck. I winced in pain before I heard my finally good bye "I told you, if it lives I can kill it."
Winston's control room
"I knew he wouldn't be able to defeat Reaper and Widowmaker." Winston said as he peeled a fresh banana. Tracer and Winston were up in the training control room. Tracer smiled "Winston, you have the Reaper and Widowmaker set on Hard. No one in the program could have survived that hell as long as he just did." Winston dipped the banana in some peanut butter as he called into an intercom "Alright Alex that was good please meet me up in the training room." Winston spun in his chair using his hand like left foot and spoke around the banana, "Look Tracer a fail is a fail regardless, if he was in the field he would have died." Tracer was still all smiles as she spoke in her British accent "Winston you've ran programs you and I know the hard difficulty of our AI surpass the skill level of the real life counterparts. This even as a fail was a feat especially for an 18 year old." Winston sighed already done with the banana "Maybe your right Tracer but now I want to really put him up to the test, against you."
Tracer laughed "I heard he gave you, Morrison, Mccree and Reinhardt a run for your money. What do you hope little ol' me can bring to the table that one of you didn't." Winston was now the one smiling he was already picturing the British girl warping circles around the new recruit, "Mobility"
Training Room Floor 25 minuets later
I smirked "So are we sure this is the Tracer I've heard so much about Winston, cause right now she is losing to a 18 year old boy." Winston chuckled "Don't start bragging now boy." I look up and to the right finding the closest camera "What Winston, is she gonna warp up and sting me with those pea shooters, I'll just heal before she can drop me." Winston up in the control room now not daring to look away from the monitors for a banana, he was waiting happily for Tracer to put this smug kid in his place. "According to my calculations if she hit you with a full blast of her pistols, then went back and did so again you'd be in a world of hurt."
Then her voice rang into the comms with its British brogue "Sorry to disappoint luv but Winston is right, this is gonna hurt." Suddenly I felt what seemed to be a hundred stings in between my shoulder blades. I turned around only to see a blue flash, I scolded myself "Idiot of course she'd do that, what's the point of these nanobots enhancing everything if you wont listen to what they tell you." I turned around just in time to see the bottom of Tracers shoes and the end of her guns. Another hundred stings rapped into my chest as her drop kick from time knocked me on my back. I winced in pain as the nanobots quickly went to work healing my wounds. I heard the tapping of soft footsteps and a giggle that could only come from Tracer "I didn't believe Mccree when he told me but I guess you are used to coming in second place." I was growing furious, she had been constantly jesting right back at me this whole match. I know I do it and she does it for fun but it was really starting to eat at me. As she walked closer still jesting "I know It's a little intimidating being up against The Tracer but I can't understand how you lost to Mccree I run circles around him everyday." I couldn't take it anymore, I lashed out and grabbed her ankle, she gasped and I screamed as several hundred nanobots pulled there way out of my skin and onto her legs moving up towards her chest. As they moved up I began to stand as I spoke "Mccree lost, I felt so bad for messing up his record I used my nanobots to hack the computers and change everything." Tracer didn't respond, Suddenly she was done joking it seemed. As she watched the nanos crawl up toward her accelerator her facial expression got much worse. I continued on "I beat every other male member on this team, even Mccree and now I'll win my first match against a female opponent." I smiled as the nanobots finally reached the accelerator
Then as I walked forward now a mere inch from her face as she just stood there I spoke "Bet your worried that if you use that thing something bad will happen, well you're right you'll be stuck in the past Tracer. So surrender and I'll call them back leaving you and the QC unharmed." This whole time Tracer had been looking down watch the nanos progress silently but now she spoke, "Sorry luv but I can't do that." Then a blue light shown out of her QC and a ball of what appeared to be blue energy stuck to my chest. I look into her eyes and noticed an all to familiar spark. She was smiling and so was I, "Well played Tracer but not well thought out." I grabbed her QA's harness and pulled her right up to my chest. This blast would actually kill her, this wasn't some training exercise anymore this was a real bomb she spit at me because she knew I'd live but she didn't expect to get caught in the wake of it with me. It exploded into a crackle and roar of blue energy. My nanobots had hardened on Tracers torso protecting her from a majority of the hurt but since I was down a few hundred nanos I felt more pain than usual. While we flew in the air my nanos came off Tracers body out of her QA now that they had saved her and now they crawled back into my body. The more that crawled through my skin the slower everything felt. It took me a whole millisecond to realize what was happening, my nanos had received some of Tracers power from her QA. I looked over at Tracer, Honestly she looked so peaceful. She held her eyes closed tightly, her hair blew, just slightly in the wind from the blast, her eyes were so gently squinted it seemed and her head rested softly on my shoulder. I thought back to that spark I had saw earlier. It was the same spark I saw everyday as I glanced into the mirror. The spark of adventure, danger loving and thrill seeking. There was no other spark like it. My spark. That's what I had always called it, was it even possible for someone else to have the same spark as myself.
I looked around to see what else was happening. It looks likes Winston has already sounded the alarm so Mercy will be on her way. I also notice my head is actually a half inch away from the wall connecting this room and the next. I know if I speak Tracer will hear me so I can't help but give one final jest "Don't worry luv the Calvary's here." I spoke softly in my best British accent. I slowly watch here eyes open and a smile spread across her face as I feel my body rip wide open and the nanobots cover her and my self in a shield as we crashed through the wall into the weapons testing area.
Notes: Guys this is probably full of errors and mistakes. This is my first fanfiction and I haven't invested much into the history of the game. I know some but not a lot. Feedback is much appreciated as a matter of fact I'd like to talk to a few people of this idea I have and I'd love to hear suggestions for this new character I made and how he can fit into Overwatch and any other ideas really. I'm willing to make this a big group project.