*Gasp* I'm back and with a new story actually a lot of new stories and a new Fandom yes Overwatch. And no one can stop me from writing, so here you guys go! And for the others who i'm sure will jump on here to read what i have posted. Yes i am continuing your loved FNAF story it's just a bit slow cause i am trying to put ideas together into a working story, instead of randomly spread out ideas. Also i suppose i'm actually kinda dedicating this story to an Awesome Online friend. Sombra i'm sure you know who you are.
~ Verto
Gabriel sighed setting his tablet aside giving his eyes a rest from the too-bright screen, wiping his eyes trying to avoid looking at the inconspicuous briefcase under the bed. In 24 hours, he'd change the lives of every single person in Overwatch. He was grateful he'd had the idea to stall and stay a night in a motel, stalling the upcoming hour for at least a night. Talon was more ruthless than he'd ever thought before. He hadn't mentioned a thing of this to Jack, Jack would no doubt try to get involved. He'd even insisted Jack get a separate room,out of fear of him investigating while he was asleep. WHich he knew Jack would immediately get suspicious of but maybe he could come up with some story to by time. Gabriel sighed falling back on the bed, the guilt already weighing on his chest again. God did he wish he could talk to someone to get some of the guilt off his chest but anyone he would normally talk to would be put in danger if he did. Talon had a microphone on him, and assured him that he had a sniper on standby if he talked. So Gabriel wasn't going to take the risk. Gabriel sighed, getting up unable to stand lying down anymore. Of all the things he'd planned for Overwatch, he'd always thought someone would turn traitor, but he never expected it would be him. He'd had his suspicions on some members of Overwatch who could but here he was. The army had always taught that if someone turned traitor, it was better to be put out of their misery. But in a way, an odd way, he was afraid to die. Granted he'd thought of it a few thousand times but he could never bring himself to actually fully go through with any of it. He'd accepted that in his line of work he'd die sometime, but deep down he was still afraid like any normal person. How people could manage to actually kill themselves had surprised him before but now he could tell they were a lot less afraid of death than he was. Of all of his fears, yes Gabriel Reyes had fears, it was being alone, and death. He'd seen it enough times, caused it plenty, but the thought of it being him was scarier than anything he'd faced. Not that he'd ever, ever admit it. That is probably why he fought so hard in battle, he feared death so he would make sure he never had to face it. Gabriel growled, shaking his head not wanting to think on the aftermath of his choices. It was the knock on his door that snapped him out of his thoughts.