Note: This is a continuation from my previous Overwatch story

Chapter 1: Help me

The mission was a disaster.

When Talon agents abducted their new recruits, Overwatch sent their higher officers to rescue them. However, there were complications. They only saved two recruits and safely took them home. In the process, one of their members lost their lives from Talon's secret weapons.

Dr. Ziegler placed the cowboy's corpse next to her machine and started on the experiment. The first thing she did was to reattach the man's head to his body. She carefully placed it back and then sew it.

However, something unusual happened. Her needle did not pierce through his skin but it went through like a hologram. "What in the world is this?" She went to her computer and checked the corpse's internals. Surprisingly, she found no organs, bones and flesh. What she found were wires, bolts and power cells. This McCree was a machine.

Immediately, Angela called Torbjorn and especially Morrison.

While this discovery was happening, Winston found out more about the device on Lena. The girl asked her friend nervously. "So... can you take it out?"

"No. But this device has the function to charge you up your cells into an incredible-"

"Layman's term, please?" Tracer asked.

"It is a dangerous device that- if triggers can accelerate your current condition into something worse. You can age forward or travel back in time without your free will." But the simian wanted to give her good news. "But don't worry. I think- I'm honestly sure that I have the tool to disarm it and remove this mysterious device."

"But where does it come from?"

Winston speculated. "It appears to have the same tech from Junkertown. I mean, it looked like engine parts but using my design for the accelerator."

Then they heard Mercy's voice via the base intercom. "Winston, we need you in the Medical room."

The simian excused himself. "I'll be right back, Lena. Just sit back and do- just relax."

"Understood."

Winston went to meet Mercy and there he saw Torbjorn and Morrison looking at McCree's corpse. "What's the problem?"

The Swedish engineer said. "It's not McCree. It's an Omnic disguised as McCree."

The gorilla checked the corpse and noticed some holographic imagery on the skin and clothes. "Impossible. I heard Mercy revived him with her staff. Your tech can heal something organic but-"

Mercy confirmed her tech's abilities. "Yes. It can heal organic but cannot heal a damaged Omnic. Metals and all." She checked the corpse. "If this Omnic disguised as one of our agents, where's the real McCree?"

Morrison has a bad feeling about it. An Omnic with the ability to disguise as a human. That sounds like a big problem. "Good news with this is that McCree's alive."

"We don't know yet." Mercy said. "He could be dead and this machine took his face. Or they kept him hostage or experimented. The possibilities will only lead to the assumption that he's dead."

Torbjorn wants to agree with her but he doesn't believe Omnics have the ability to kill a human after the war. "It could be a human. This person programmed this Omnic to disguise as McCree."

"But why?" Morrison asked that question. "Why doesn't he want to use an Omnic to disguise as our agents? Is he looking for something in our organization?"

Then Winston found a wire on its body and he pulled it out which cause the reveal the original form of the machine. The image of McCree disappeared and the supposedly Omnic that disguised as the gunslinger was not an Omnic after all. All agents looked at it and noticed the big difference between that from an Omnic.

"This machine..." Torbjorn said. "This is made of scraps and engine parts. Scraps from a junkyard!" The short man yelled in disbelief. He cannot believe that there's a machine made of cheap materials can disguise as their agents and able to fool them. "This is impossible. Who can afford a voice modulator and an image hologram from junk metal?"

"Stolen tech, maybe." Morrison said. "I've encountered a group of thugs who holds high class weapons in the streets."

But then Winston found something that thickens the mystery. "I'm not sure if this is true or just fooling us around but..." he pointed at an engraved on the metal plate of the machine. "This was built in 1987."

Everyone were shocked to learned the date.

As Tracer was waiting for her friend back, the device on her chest began to turn itself on. The former pilot noticed it by hearing its sudden and unsettling sound it makes. "Winston? WINSTON! Something is happening!" The device sent a powerful electrical surge that shocked Tracer leaving her immobile. When she fell the floor unable to move because of the continuous surges in her body, the device opened up and started to do its function.

"Winston... help..." Lena muttered. "Help..."

The device then bursted into a bright white light consuming Tracer and the lab.

The rest of the team heard the loud boom sound from Lena's location. Everyone ran to check on her. Upon their arrival, they only met destruction of the lab. Winston examined the area and noticed no sign of flammable area or burned marks. No combustion. No heat. It like like a powerful force burst out from nowhere and pushed everything away. That force even bent some metal and equipment in the lab. Walls were busted like something big tried to escape. Winston turned to the security camera which was active at that time. "Athena, show me camera B-4. Rewind to the time of the incident."

The AI showed him the lab before with Tracer sitting patiently until the strange device on her turned on. The screen turned white after Lena screamed and then gone. The lab was turned into a mess after the light disappeared. Everyone saw it and they were shocked.

Jack asked. "What... happened to Lena?"

"I can only think of one possibility and I fear it has come to this." Now Winston has a good guess of that device's purpose.

Somewhere or sometime ago, a young girl woke up from her cozy white bed and saw the cemented ceiling above her. She felt a sting on her head as she tried to get up. "Where am I?" She looked around and saw her huge room with simple equipment around her. But they were machines... built to restrain her. "Wait... where am I?! Who are you?" She saw a doctor figure with his gloves and lab coat standing next to her bed.

The doctor held her hand gently and examined her pulse. "Ya, she's fine and well."

Then another one popped out from the only door of the room. It was a man with goggles and a yellow helmet. "Well, doc. Your plan worked. Now what do we do next?"

The girl was confused at the moment but she got a good glimpse of the doctor's sinister smirk. "Next? We invade."

Up next: Red Alert