Hero High. Taking in all it was able, it taught all who entered it's dorms everything they would ever need to know. Combat; close range, mid range, and far range gun use; field medic training; and so much more. As with any school, they had a 'delinquent program' for some of the... rowdier students. Nicknamed 'Talon' by the Eagles (The students not part of the program, namely Morrison and his buddies) and ridiculed, they mostly kept to their own tight knit groups. The official name for the program was 'Blackwatch', while the Eagles were officially called 'Overwatch' by the principal.
'Those who attended the famous school went through many years of what is described as 'living hell' by some seniors. The many students, some as young as fifth graders, others college age, were all handpicked by the principal, though every candidate has the right to say no. Not much is known about the principal, and few have ever seen his face-'
The news report droned on, and the principal chuckled, her long silvery grey hair braided over her shoulder, long bangs held firmly in place by a black eyepatch over her right eye. How wrong they all were, to think it was a man to run the school she built. Ah, well. She should have known when making this school with funding from her old friend that he would get all the credit. She didn't much care that someone else got the credit. In fact, that only served to amuse her more.
The guidance councilor, Zenyatta, called into her office stating that the students have arrived. He hung up after, knowing the principal wouldn't answer. She smiled, pressing a large red button in the middle of the console in front of her. This opened the doors to the compound in the school, and also notified Vice-Principal Reinhardt to start walking to the gym for the daily assembly. This assembly would be slightly different than usual, though...
Gabriel Reyes, better known as Reaper by his friends, was a troublemaker. A delinquent, if you will. That didn't stop Ana Amari from sending him an application, and a letter to his foster home. When Reyes read it, he was both surprised that he would be considered, given his past; and surprised that the principal was a girl. He accepted; one, two, three.
"Genji, you have a letter." Hanzo Shimada, eldest son of the Shimada clan, said as he walked into his younger brother's messy room.
"Who would be sending me a letter?" The younger Shimada brother asked, rolling over on his beanbag to face his older brother.
"We both got invitations to go to Overwatch. Father expects us both to accept." Hanzo said evenly.
"Of course father expects us both to go. What if I don't want to?" Genji went back to playing his game.
Hanzo picked his way over to his brother, stopping directly behind him. "You will accept. No ifs, ands, or buts." he said, dropping the letter on Genji's newly dyed green hair. Then he left, his long black hair swishing behind him like the tail of a wolf.
"What you mean, I got a letter? I don't get letters. You get letters!" Jesse McCree shouted from inside the warehouse in his distinct western accent.
"I mean you got a letter! I got one too, if that makes you feel any better." Gabriel Reyes shouted, walking towards Jesse.
"No, it don't. Who the fuck would be sending me a letter?" Jesse jumped down off the shipping crate stack to meet Gabe halfway.
"Jesse. Language." He handed Jesse the envelope. "It's from Overwatch. They're inviting us both to their school."
"Geez, sometimes you act like a mom, you know that? Anyhow, how'd they even find us? It's not like we've got a billboard advertising it or anything..." Jesse dropped the letter on the ground, not even bothering to read it.
"Well, we're going." Said Gabe, picking the letter up off the ground and smacking Jesse with it.
"Do we have to?" Jesse said, rubbing his head where Reyes hit it.
"Yes. Now pack up. Let's get going."
And the next year of Overwatch would continue!
