Author's note: had this idea in my head for a while now, and now I have to try to manage a lot of stories. I'm going by the overwatch cinematic trailers not the Red Vs. Blue time line. No ships or lemons unless asked for, and for McHanzo and Tracer x Emily, I'll leave them be if you want.
Winston was finished deciding on whether or not he should push the recall button. He pushed it, and all the names of Overwatch members came listing down. The first person on that list called him, "Winston, is that you luv?" Tracer, his long time friend asked, "It's been too long."
He grabbed his glasses and pushed them onto his face, "Yes, Lena, it has been."
Just before he was about to grab his stuff and leave he saw a photo of his father figure standing next to a man wearing glasses and a suit. He looked closer to find a name tag, "Dr. Leonard L. Church." He read aloud.
He swiftly made his way to Athena, his A.I. system, "Athena, look up the name Dr. Leonard Church within the Overwatch database." It took about seven seconds before an entire background check was ran on him.
Athena went down the list of achievements, "Most known for creating the best team of highly skilled soldiers to ever go into combat. However, his prized achievement was his creation of the Alpha, an A.I. system built off his memories, after his wife had past." She pulled files of a group called Freelancers, another of the Alpha, and the last one of his wife.
When Winston heard of the Freelancers he grew with eagerness, "Athena look up the locations of the Freelancers." He ordered.
Athena took a few seconds before responding, "Error, most of the Freelancers are deceased, while others are off the grid." She stated, lowering Winston chances of hope, "However, the Director chose a specific team to watch over the Alpha in hopes of keeping it safe."
Winston grew curious of this group, "Show personal files." He saw photos of them followed by criminal and military records. He sighed in frustration at his last pick, "Athena... [Sigh]...send them the invite."
He began to regret this decision, however he didn't have much of a choice. They were Low IQ'ed, violence prone, outlaws, he didn't know whether to arrest them or help them.
He went through each record, starting with Red team, his first one was an older man with a crew cut.
Name: Sarge
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 11"
Type: DPS
Weapon type: short ranged shotgun
Abilities: Long Shots, Displine
Ultimate: You Just Got Sarge'd: Increases damage on weapon and reload time by 90% lasts 20 seconds.
Pros: High respected leader
Cons: Extremely Violent tendencies
Background: After receiving his rank as Sargeant he intended to train his troops in every possible way. He pushed many to their limits until he was the only one of his team. Desperate to rethink his leadership techniques, he went home to work back on his farm. He was known for training the Alpha to lead.
Winston stroked his chin and thought it reminded him of Gabriel and Soldier 76. He flipped over to the next one to see a cyborg with a with a slim face Dutch-Irishman.
Name: Richard Simmons
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 3"
Type: Support
Weapon type: Battle Rifle
Abilities: Shock Punch, Short Targeting System, Shield Upgrade
Ultimate: Simmonsized Slaughter: Secret barrage of multiple projectiles hidden in his left arm, deals between 200-450 damage. depending on range.
Pros: High IQ, Genius engineering degree.
Cons: Low self confidence
Background: After losing his arm defending an omnic from a rogue bastion unit he received a bioengineering upgrade. He has an IQ as well as great understanding of machinery. He was known for teaching the Alpha Intellect.
Winston though about this one but he seemed like a nerd, more than a hero. He checked on the next one to see a chubby cheeked tanned Pacific Islander.
Name: Dexter Grif
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 6"
Type: Tank
Weapon Type: Grenade Launcher
Abilities: Smoke Grenade, Flash Grenade, Quick Snack
Ultimate: Meth-Shroom: Grants Grif a Full 25 seconds of increased speed of 150%, after wear down will cause a short self stun effect.
Pros: Excellent Pilot, and human shield
Cons: Lazy, Crash Prone
Background: After leaving Hawaii with his little sister, Grif went seeking a job as a taxi man. One night a group called Los Muertos bombed his favorite pizza place, he went on an all out war against them with a grenade launcher he found at the bombing site. Known for teaching the Alpha how to handle vehicles.
Winston couldn't believe his choices for members of Overwatch. But this next one was confused about what to do, as he came across a blonde haired man with a wink.
Name: Franklin Delano Donut
Gender: ??? possibly Male (Maybe Female for future preferences)
Height: 5' 7"
Type: Defense
Weapon Type: Pistol/Grenades
Abilities: Sticky Trap Grenade, Shrapnel Grenades, Bouncing Grenades
Ultimate: Fabulous Rain: Releases a rain of Junkrat like grenades covering a 15' to a 30' gap depending on height.
Pros: Demolition expert
Cons: Very Confusing at times.
Background: After leaving his hometown in Iowa he became known in high school as most fabulous. At his prom, he and his --friend (lost within the file/ LOL) were attacked in the Omnic Crisis. His --friend (Hehe. I like trolling) died infuriating Donut as he retaliated with hand made motolovs and fire grenades. Known for teaching the Alpha about emotional states.
Winston didn't know how to feel about this one, the only decent one was the last one, and not even that.
Name: L-0-P-3-Z
Gender: Omnic
Height: 5' 10"
Type: DPS
Weapon type: Dual SMG's
Abilities: Maintenance Check, Blowtorch Burn
Ultimate: Lopez La Pesado: Grants Lopez a multiple shot rocket launcher for 10 seconds dealing similar damage to Bastion's tank mode.
Background: Created in a Mexican Repair shop as an assistant to his creator. When the Omnic Crisis occurred his creator died at the hand of his own kind, he later took up revenge against them. Known for teaching the Alpha about machinery.
Winston was tired of reading about these men, however he was halfway done and was set on saying no to all. However, this time of need he needed all of them, including the next, however he regretted it when he came across the first Blue team member. He wore glasses and had reddish orange hair.
Name: Dr. Frank Dufranse
Gender: Male
Height 6' 0"
Type: Support
Weapon type(s): Healing gun/Rocket Launcher
Abilities: Healing Feelings, Rocket Double Shot, Shock Charge
Ultimate: Taste of Oblivion: A Rocket storm mixed with a healing matrix that's lethal to enemies but helpful to teammates.
Pros: Medical Experience
Cons: Split Personality Disorder
Background: After experiencing one of the first encounters of a fragment of the Alpha A.I. he became violent in times of need. Despite being a pacifist in his earlier life he relies on the part the Fragment left behind to fulfill his anger fueled rampages. Known for teaching the Alpha about the human anatomy.
He thought that this one belonged in a Psychiatric hospital, but the next one would raise some concerns from the females of Overwatch. As he skip to an African American man with a smirk and an afro.
Name: Lavernius Tucker
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 6"
Type: DPS
Weapon type: Custom made Samurai sword/Pistol
Abilities: Swish Swish Stab, Slice and Dice, Slash Strike
Ultimate: Bow Chika Bow Wow: Brings more speed power to allies around him, increasing attack speed by 75%
Pros: Skilled Swordsman, Great Leader
Cons: Long Time Sexual Harassment History
Background: After winning a sexual offense case, he left his hometown in Detroit to seek out guidance. He stumbled upon an Asian monastery where they taught him the art of swordsmanship. Known for teaching the Alpha about Human interactions between two people.
He was still scratching his head on why he's still even deciding on bringing them in. The last was going to be some serious property damage, as he found a tall blonde boy.
Name: Michael J. Caboose
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 11"
Type: Tank
Weapon Type: Assault Rifle/Fists
Abilities: Vehicle Destroyer, Thick Skulled, Freckles
Ultimate: I Hate Babies: Gives Caboose A total of 50% melee knock back along with an increase of 25% speed, and Finally 100% melee strength.
Pros: Unimaginable Strength
Cons: Low IQ
Background: Growing up with a low IQ his parents were always on watch in case he got into trouble. When Talon first attacked his home he protected his family using his immense strength. When he was angered he went on a rampage that left Talon with 22 casualties. Known for teaching the Alpha about bonds between humans.
He thought that these idiots would cost him more in damages than anything else. He still had no choice, but the last one had little information, a black haired, goat-T man.
Name: Leonard L. Church
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 1"
Type: Defense
Weapon Type: Sniper Rifle
Abilities: Unknown
Ultimate: Unknown
Pros: Unknown
Cons: Unknown
Background: Unknown
Winston stroked his chin as he looked at the man in the screen, "What makes you so special?" He asked.
[Later, at a meeting of the following overwatch members: Winston, Tracer, McCree, Soldier 76, Pharah, Mercy, Zenyatta, Genji, Zarya, Reinhardt, Torbjorn, D.va, Lucio, and Symmetra]
Winston was at the center of a long narrow table, with the remaining overwatch members that had first arrived. Winston cleared his throat and spoke in his deep booming voice, "Now then, seeing as you all came, the world needs us, but if we are to go against adversaries such as Talon, we need to open our ranks. I was going to assemble a team of highly skilled covert operatives to assist, but they are unfortunately unavailable." Winston tossed a specific set of folders to each of the following members with a color code on it. Maroon with Symmetra, Teal with Zarya, Red with Soldier 76, Blue with Reinhardt, Pink/Lightish Red with McCree, Purple with Mercy, Brown with Zenyatta, Orange with D.va and Lucio, and Winston himself look over the Cobalt folder. He then waited for a response, "Now then any questions?" He asked to the group.
Soldier 76 rose his hand, "Yes, I have one. Are you insane?" He asked.
Zarya slammed her folder down on the table, "I agree, just this man alone makes me hate them." She said pointing at the folder.
Mercy felt nervous with her choice, "Well, I'm not so sure they'd be a public role model. After all some of them have mental health issues." she stated after glancing at the file.
D.va shrugged with her choice seeing as he was just a regular Joe with a piloting and driving ability. Lucio didn't see anything wrong either and just stayed to himself.
Symmetra spoke out against her choice as well, "They seem inexperienced and lucky as I see it." She tossed the file with her nose in the air.
Reinhardt simply laughed as he looked at his choice, but not an insulting laugh, a hearty battle laugh. He rose from his chair, "Ha ha, there is nothing wrong with them, they will make great allies in the battlefield." He shouted.
McCree nodded with his choice, "It ain't all that bad, besides some of them might be alright." He said kicking his feet up.
While most of them were arguing, Zenyatta made his way to the front of the room. He cleared his throat, "My friends, stumbled beginnings mean nothing, but what rises from them can be beautiful." He said as he was floating in his meditation.
Winston nodded with the Omnic, "Guys, Zenyatta is right, we have to help them so they can help us locate the situation to our problems." He remembered something important from the Alpha file, "Plus, they know the whereabouts of a powerful A.I. system that has the answer to most of the world's problems. I mean he has the answer to everything, force fields, strength enhancements, speed enablers, all of it, inside the A.I. And these men know about its destination." He took off his glasses for a dramatic effect, "Are you with me?"
All of them nodded one by one, each one reading about their current location, and last known. That's when Pharah had a question, "Wait, you gave all of us this last folder with some information left out. Who's this last guy and what makes him special that we all get him?" She asked with everyone nodding in confusion.
Winston cleaned his glasses, "That's the thing, I don't know. His file was left incomplete. Which brings up the question why?" He said as he stroked his chin, "And more importantly, Where is he?"
[37 miles north from an Overwatch artic base]
There was a military base not far, but the storm was so strong that a person couldn't see a foot in front of them. However, there was a man covered in layers of warm coats at the edge of the base on lookout. As he was staring off in distance his goat-T was catching snowflakes but his face was resembling a picture from far away still. He groaned about the cold, "Why, do I have to be stationed in the worst place possible?!" He shouted as everyone behind him was doing whatever they do. He paced back and forth in the snow for nearly 9 minutes as he tried to avoid frostbite, he saw two lights in the distance those 2 lights turned into 6. He got a better view with his sniper rifle and saw 3 unmarked airships coming his way. He took action and went to the pole next to him to pull out a flare gun, check if it was loaded and shot it in the sky.
The whole base saw this and took action before you knew it as men were running out of the snow piled base with machine guns. Some of the soldiers took point on top of the base as snipers, others while others went down in the trenches. Two men manned mounted turrets on two opposite sides of the base. The man who fired the flare was the only one not in his position as he was making his way to his crows nest.
The 3 ships came into range as they were met with machine gun fire and a hailstorm of bullets banging on the sides. The man on the crows nest grabbed a grenade, pulled the pin, and waited for a ship to come into range. Just as one was above his head he chucked the grenade into the wing blades of the ship. As it exploded the airship came spiraling down as one of its passengers jumped down into the trenches.
The man cloaked in black, wearing a skull mask, pulled two shotguns from his side and began spiraling onto the soldiers. He shot til his clip was empty, but instead of reloading his gun, he pulled out two more and kept mowing down the soldiers.
One of the men on the mounted MG was able to shoot down another ship, only letting one passenger survive. The survivor was armored in Black from head to toe and had pistols on her sides and a few frag grenades. She landed near one of the turrets and tossed a grenade up to it, exploding it to parts. She then ran across the battlefield to the other turret and shot at it's shield to get it's attention. The turret turned but soon stopped as the armored figure tossed another grenade up in the air. The man behind the turret shielded his face to avoid being caught in the fire. When he opened his eyes he came to realize it was a dummy grenade, as he shielded his eyes from nothing. He turned to the left to be met with an armored fist, as he was knocked off his post. The armored figure began to lay waste to the troops as they manned the gun. All of a sudden that mayhem ended when a rocket was shot straight at them, causing them to hop off. The armored figure popped up to see who shot the rocket, but to come face to face with the look out man.
The look out tossed the gun to the side and took off the first heavy coat he had on, as he clenched his fist and prepared for a fight, he heard gunfire die down. He then felt a sharp pain pierce his left bottom gut side, he looked down to see a smoke trail of a rifle go straight through him. He then collapsed to the floor on his knees with a tight grip on his wound.
He was bleeding a lot, slowly, he knew it wouldn't be long before he'd die, at most he had a week. Then, the armored figure stepped towards him as he looked up to see who it could be. The first thing he saw was red hair and thought it was a woman, the next bit left him heart broken. He was staring face to face with his thought to be deceased girlfriend, Tex. He was so confused, "Tex? I thought you died. What are you doing?" He asked as blood dripped into the snow.
His girlfriend lifted his chin and spoke, "Sorry, but I have to do this, I have to help myself, you can't do that." She said. Not only was she leaving him but she also was calling him useless, that hurt worse than the bullet.
He looked around and saw his whole squad deceased right in front of his eyes. He later saw the cloaked man grab multiple hover crates withA woman in a skin tight leotard that had some type of high tech goggles on her head, with purple skin. And just like that his quick glance of her disappeared as the ship doors closes and took stacks of the secret weaponry and files on them. They were being loaded on the last remaining ship that wasn't shot down by the troops. As he saw all of them load onto the ship he got one last glance at his attackers in the distance he saw his shooter.
As they took off he crawled to a snowspeeder, and hopped on to drive west in hopes of finding help. He was heading in the right direction.
Author's note: Sorry I left out a few members, but I can assure you that I'll include the junkers in a different way. Hanzo and Genji are still working through their problems, Ana wasn't introduced yet, neither are Orissa and Doomfist. And Sombra is in the shadow of Talon at the moment. But I hope you Overwatch and Red vs Blue fans love this story I know I will. I hope no one ships anyone, but if you do I don't blame you.