What happens when your partner dies?
I was at 99.8 percent. Why did my Heavy have to die?
I was alone to deal with the world and to give birth.
With no help.
All I needed was to latch onto someone for a micro second, anyone.
A split second. To unleash my potential.
No one.
I found my way to a dark alley. The only person on my team who visited me was a sniper.
Fuck it.
I planted myself on the sniper and he helped me unveil an unspectacular uber. At least it was born.