My name is Jason Manuel Reyes, I'm 21 years old and I'm a police officer in Numbani, Africa, now you're probably wondering why I'm telling you this, well the answer to that is I'm about to tell you people a fucking story, and you're going to stay and listen.


Now this all started when I was off duty a few months ago, me being the sentimental idiot that I am, decided to go to the Overwatch Museum so as to remember what my old man was when he was alive...at the time, I thought he was dead, fucking hell was I wrong. No sooner had I walk through the damn door a gorilla in a goddamn exo-skeleton busts through the skylight and lands right in front of two kids that were visiting, I ran forward, grabbing the kids and pushing them towards the emergency exit.

"Get out of here!" I said, kicking the door open, "I'm a police officer, get to safety and stay there." The older one, a teenager it looked like, nodded at me and ran out towards what I thought would be safety, thank god I was right that time. I closed the emergency exit and turned around in time to see what looked like the grim reaper wielding two shotguns firing at the armored gorilla, Winston, if I remembered correctly. I ran forward and took out my taser wondering

'Why the hell did the alarm not go off.' And fired it at the death-metal worshiper, imagine my surprise when he basically evaporates into smoke and moves back laughing like a demonic clown, 'fuck it' I thought, taking out my firearm and placing a few shots in Reaper's chest, which just flew through him. I dove behind a concrete display and radioed in,

"This is officer Reyes, I am in combat at the Overwa- SHIT!" I cursed as a sniper round went through my radio, and almost through my hand, I dove to a separate piece of cover and ended up next to a brunette woman wearing an orange bodysuit, a brown jacket, and a high-tech chest brace, "Tracer ain't it?" I asked, reloading my weapon.

"What can I do you for, Officer?" The former pilot asked, popping up from our cover and firing at the sniper, who I couldn't see yet.

"Any idea what these pendejos want?" I replied, standing out of cover and sending a few of my own shots at the sniper: a woman in a purple bodysuit, and spider-like night-vision goggles.

"Doomfist Gauntlet." Tracer replied as if it was the simplest thing in the world. Then proceeding to blink away and directly engage the sniper. I then ran towards said artifact while both of the invading mercenaries were distracted by Winston and Tracer respectively, the glass around the Gauntlet was broken by gunfire, probably the Reaper's, I grabbed it and threw it to the ground, taking cover behind the pedestal it was housed in.

'Well, I'm fired if not dead.' I thought, hearing footsteps walking towards the pedestal,

"Mierde!" I heard before a purple rifle poked over the top of the pedestal, I grabbed the barrel and directed it towards the Gauntlet, the sniper's instinctive fire spewed bullets into the artifact, breaking it into pieces and rendering it beyond repair. I head butted the sniper and placed the barrel of my own gun against her rifle, putting two rounds of .45 hollow point into the weapon, destroying its receiver.

The sniper dropped the weapon and planted a boot into my stomach, before launching a cable into the rafters and rappelling away, I turned my attention to the Reaper, who was planting shell after shell into Winston's exo-skeleton, I fired two more rounds at him this time slamming the shotgun he held into his left hand and his shoulder respectively. He recoiled back from the force of the bullet but I saw no blood, he dropped the now useless shotgun and produced another from within his cloak.

"Cease and Desist!" I shouted at him, "Cease and Desist you puto fantasma!" The Reaper chuckled and fired at me, I rolled into cover and rose out to return fire, only for him to have vanished. A sudden wind and the smell of sulfur alerted me to his fucking teleport and I spun around, knocking his gun away from me with a kick and drawing my nightstick, wielding it like a tonfa, I slammed it into his wrist, causing him to drop one gun and raise the other to fire at me, I kicked the gun upwards this time, then spinning into a back-kick that knocked him away from me. While he was in the air he grabbed hold of the sniper, who had grappled onto a passing Talon Helicopter.

"You've improved." I heard as he was flown away. I felt a large hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks for the help officer." I heard a deep voice say, it was Winston.

"Well it wouldn't be appropriate to arrest someone who worked with mi viejo." I said turning towards the gorilla. I held out a hand "Officer Jason Reyes, Numbani Police department." The moon-gorilla took my hand and gave it a firm shake.

"Winston." He said, I heard tracer blink behind me and lean over my shoulder

"Hiya." She said, I turned to face her and smiled,

" , , now I'm supposed to arrest you right now...but that's stupid policy is bullshit. So before my fellow officers come and try to take you into custody I would suggest you get out of here." I said and began walking towards the exit and to my car, to radio in a...modified report, and then head to the station to turn in my badge.


-a few hours after resigning-

I entered my home to see two things that I thought I would never see, my omnium roommate I'm shock, and my dad's old communicator buzzing in its case.

"...Cayde, do me a favor and step out for a bit?" I asked, opening the case and taking the communicator, hooking it onto my ear and pressing it.

"Whoever the hell you are I swear to the Iris I'll-"

"It's Winston Jason." I heard, "how would you feel about helping us re-form Overwatch?" I stayed silent for a bit,

"...What do you need?" I asked