Hey guys, heres the next chapter.
There will not be blood in this chapter, but definitely in the next.
Anyway, enjoy :)
London, Tracers house. Morning
No pov
Lena Oxton a.k.a Tracer, was vast asleep in her bed.
The sun was beginning to shine through her windows and reach her eyes.
She slowly opened her eyes and brought up a hand to shield them from the sun.
She sat up and gave a long yawn. "A new day, a new adventure" she said smiling.
Quickly, she got out of bed to take a shower.
Once she was dry and had gotten some clothes on, she began to set her hair (How she manages it, is beyond me)
She walked into the kitchen to make some breakfest and coffee.
"I wonder wha' today's gonna bring" she thought as she was making coffee.
"Oh yeah, i got to meet the others soon" she remembered.
After a quick breakfest, a couple of toast and coffee, she went to get her outfit on.
Her goggles, orange suit, chronal accelerator and her guns.
"Look out world, tracer's ere" she said as she walked out the street and started timewarping.
Unbeknown to her, the figure from last night, standing on her roof, watched her leave.
Sometime later.
Tracer pov
Timewarp, timewarp, timewarp.
Ha, it never gets old.
I'd get there in no time.
Winston said this was an important meeting. Something about they might know where Widowmaker is.
That sounded like fun, haha.
The H.Q was not far away now.
Overwatch H.Q
I warped into the room, surprising everyone.
"Cheers, loves, cavalry's ere" i said smiling.
"Ahh, you're here Tracer, good to see you" Winston greeted me.
"You too, love"
Winston adjusted his glasses. "Alright, now when we're all here, we can begin the meeting" he said.
We all took our seats at the large table. I took the seat at the far end of it.
There were not that many here sadly. Those who were here was Torbjorn, Mercy, McCree and Winston.
"Where's everyone else" i asked curiously.
"They will not come today, because they will go on a diffrent mission than us" he asnwered calmly.
"Uuh, a mission, sounds fun" i thought excitingly.
"Alright, lets begin" he took out a remote and pressed a button.
A large screen came down from the celling at the opposit end of the table. The screen lit up and showed a picture of an area that looked like egypt.
"We recently picted up a signal from this area called the temple of anubis. We believe that Widowmaker and other terrorist soldiers are stationed here"
He pressed the button again and it showed the temple from another angle. This place looks cool.
"From what we could gather, the temple is abandoned, making it the perfect hiding place. I made contact with the goverment of egypt and told them about this. They agreed to help us by sending a large force towards the temple". He pressed the remote again, this time it showed the temple area from above.
"Grr, when is this monkey done" i thought angrily crossing my arms.
"If he doesnt finish soon, i'll..." I was shocked by my own thoughts. "Wha' was that? I usually love these briefing. Oh well, its probably nothing" i thought.
Winston continued, not noticing me crossing my arms. "Our mission is to attack the temple from the north side, hopefully drawing out as many soldiers as possible while our allies attack from the south. The next step is to capture Widowmaker and stop all operations within the temple" he explained.
"Childs play" i heard McCree mutter.
"Any questions" he asked.
I raised my hand. "When will we leave" i asked excited.
Winston pressed the remote again, making the screen return to the celling. "We will leave tomorrow morning at 10:00 am, so make sure you are all ready till then"
Tomorrow already? Woohoo.
"That was all, you are free to do as you wish" Winston said.
Everyone rose from their seats and went off to do something else.
I decided to stick around and spend sometime with everyone else.
I looked over to Mercy. She was sitting at her desk, looking over some papers and typing something on her computer.
Hmm, wonder wha' she's doing.
I timewarped up beside her. "Whatcha lookin' at" i asked.
She was a little surprised by my sudden apearence.
"Hey Tracer, i was just looking through my valkyre suit to see if there was any errors" she exlained.
"You found anything" i asked curious.
"Not so far, it seems to be in perfect shape" she happily said.
"Sounds good" i said and timewarped back where i was.
Later that evening
Mercy and McCree had both left the H.Q.
Mercy said she got a call and needed to go.
McCree just kinda left, dunno where. Probably gone to target pratice.
Winston has in his quarters. Dont know what hes doing, maybe hes talking to that computer program...wha' was it called again? Oh yeah, Athena.
I decided it was time to go home.
On the way to the exit i heard the sound of something heavy getting dragged along the floor.
I walked around a corner and saw Torbjorn dragging his toolbox. It sounded like it was really heavy.
He paused for a moment to catch his breath, he looked up and saw me.
"Ey, Tracer, mind giving me a hand" he asked waving at me.
I was about to say of course, but then something happened.
I suddenly felt really...Angry
"Do it yourself, dwarf. If you cant lift your own weight then piss off" i spat, turned around and continued my way towards the exit.
I could feel his eyes look at me in confusion, but i ignored it.
As i walked, i grew even more angry.
"Pathetic weaklings and their miserable tactics. We should simply storm the temple and slaughter everyone. Why waste time with imprisoning terrorists when you could just kill them and be done with it? Grrrr" I thought as i seemed to tense up.
I was close to the exit now. And then, just as fast as the anger had come, it disapeared.
I suddenly felt really dizzy as i had to steady myself on the wall. I was breathing hard.
"Wha'...Wha' is wrong with me" i thought.
I put a hand on my forehead and noticed i was sweating a little.
"How could i say such things to Torbjorn? Why am i so angry" i thought begining to panic.
"I-i probably just need some sleep. Then it'll be alright" i thought, walking out the streets and starting to timewarp towards my house.
Tracers house. Sometime later.
No pov.
Night had fallen as Tracer reached her house
When she approached the house, she was in for a surprise. Her frontdoor was wide open.
"Robbers" she thought as she took out her guns.
She slowly walked into her livingroom. It was completly dark.
"Anyone 'ere" She asked, abit nervious.
"Indeed" came a deep harsh voice in the dark.
The light came on, revealing the intruder.
Tracer dropped her guns in surprise.
The figure had green skin, stood a head taller than her, had a thick jaw with a short black beard and had lower bite with two sharp tusks.
The figure was armed in strange looking armor. It looked incredible savage.
The legging, gauntlets, boots and chestplate was made from some strange brownish metal and was adored with a couple of animal skulls. His left shoulderpad looked to be made from the skull of a great beast. His right shoulerpad looked to be made from the beasts ribcase.
In his belt was to razor sharp axes.
His helmet was was made from a skull that looking exactly like the one on his shoulderpad. It was just above his face.
His face was serious, two eyes with red eyecolor.
Tracer could have sworn she saw the eyes of the skull glow red for a split second.
"A pleasure to finally meet you" He said.
Tracer stood there shocked, but that changes to an expression of amazment and curiousity,
"My god, wha' are you" she asked.
"Most people would know an orc when they see one" he said crossing his arms. "But then again, this is a diffrent world"
"You're from another world? Oh wow" she yelled in exciment.
"I mean look at you" she timewarped to his left side. "This armor looks really cool" she timewarped to right side. "Your skin is green" she timewarped in front of him. "And you look really strong"
"She is even more hyperactive than i thought" he thought.
"Wha' world are you from? Is it nice" she asked really amazed.
"Thats not why i've come" he said.
"Oh" she said, a little disappointed.
"I think i didnt get your name" he said.
"My name's Lena Oxton, but my friends know me as Tracer" she said standing in her signeture pose.
"Well, Lena, the reason im here, is to give you a warning and an offer" he said getting serious.
Tracer was listening. "A warning and an offer? What kind of warning and offer" she asked.
"You, Lena, were born with a very special gift. It is deep inside you and has laid dorment your whole life" he explained.
"Wha' kind of gift" she asked very curious.
"The same gift as i have. The Bestial Rage" he said.
"Wha' in the world is the bestial rage"?
"It is a vast and powerful energi. One of the most powerful in existance. It is an ustoppable force, fueled by the desire to fight, to hunt, to kill"
"K-kill"?
"Yes, when one is using the bestial rage, it massively amplifies your strength and speed, but is also sends you into a bloodthirsty frenzy. You become more beast than man. I have mastered it for years and by doing so, it has made me near invincable in combat"
"I'll...Turn into a monster"?
"Yes kinda, but it only changes your apearance if you have trained with it a long time"
"But wha' do i have to do with this"?
"As i said, you were also born with it. And on a really powerful scale. Once it awakens inside you, you will most likely become a near unstoppable beast, cappable of destroying entire citites within a couple of hours"
Tracer was trying to make sense out of all she had heard.
"And combine it with your current teleporting ability, you will certianly be powerful"
That mentioning snapped her out of her thoughts. "Teleport? Oh, you mean this"
She timewarped around him for a couple of seconds.
"Thanks to this chronal accelerator on my chest" she pointed at it. "I can manipulate my own time when ever i want"
The orc rubbed his beard. "Interesting"
Tracers face became serious again. "But im gonna have to say no to all that beast and rage stuff"
The orcs eyes widened. "What"
"Well all tha' rage and blood isnt really my thing, you know. I like who i am now, and ill keep it at tha'" she said.
"This is not something you can simply say no to, Lena, you were born with it" he said in a serious tone.
"Well i am"
The orc was about to say something, but decided agenst it. "If that is your answer, i'll have to accept it" he said walking towards the door. "I'll stick around for a little while tho, if you change your mind"
Tracer then remembered something. "Wait, wha' was your offer"
"My offer was to take you back to my world where we could train you to master the bestial rage, learn how to use its power" he said not facing her. "I can sense it will awaken soon, tho. You know its close if you're suddenly feeling very angry at times"
That made Tracer freeze for a moment. She was really angry at some points earlier today. "I probably just slept bad" she thought.
The orc opened the door. "Wait, i didnt get your name" Tracer said.
He turned to face her. "I am Saldrok The Beastmaster. Goodnight Lena" he said walking out the door.
Tracer stood still for a moment, deep in thought.
"He must have been wrong, there is no way im gonna turn into some kind of beast" she said happily.
She yawned. "Well, i think its time to go to bed" she said.
Up on her roof, Saldrok was sitting up agenst his beast, Kragosh.
"I have seen people deny it before. They learned to accept it. The hard way"
And thats the second chapter. Hope you guys enjoyed it. If you did then make sure to leave a review.
Just to warn you, there will be alot of blood in the next chapter.