Chapter 2- Winston (732)

The battle was an absolute mess. Although, when have they ever not been. My jump jets fired and I bounded up through the chaos. I landed on a group of two or three Talon operatives, their small forms splintering benef mine. Unfortunate, but necessary. We had people to save.

I dropped behind Rinehart's barrier field in front of all of us to give us some room. Torbjörn was setting up one of his turrets and the bastion unit was in sentry mode to hold the perimeter. I lumbered over to the doors to break it down. It wouldn't budge. Mei held out her ingenious endothermic blaster up to the door to make it more brittle, so I could break it down. Tracer was taking care of that purple Talon agent that was harassing us. Everything was going to plan.

"It's ready!" Mei called out and stepped away. The once dark steel door was covered in small, pale ice crystals. I set down my tesla cannon and pushed the door off its hinges with ease.

Inside there were five guards pointing their weapons at me, as if hesitant to shoot. I hoisted up my tesla cannon back up and flipped the switch. The branches attached to all of them in the confined room, and they fell to the ground with a swift gurgling noise.

In the back of the confined room, there were two people, a UN representative and her husband, gagged, bound, and unconscious. I had to be gentle as I broke them free. It didn't take a lot of force. Soon, the bounds were broken, and they were loaded on folded stretchers from off my jump jets. I placed a small shield generator on each, and a luminescent bubble extended over the captives.

"Targets secure," I voiced into the comms.

"Piloting MV-261 Orca to designated rendezvous point," Athena replied curtly.

"Good," I chucked pushing the two shielded stretchers out the doors. "Let's' move!" I called out. The bastion reconfigured to recon mode, and the rest of our small group flat out ran.

The return was much easier than the push, mostly because the soldiers had ether evacuated or regrouped. Rinehart crashed through the main doors. No need for a sneaky escape.

The Orca was docked, ready and waiting. The hostages were loaded through the open door. Engines fired up and we were gone. Mission accomplished.

"Where's Tracer?" Mei spoke up.

"She should have reported back to the Orca when I voiced that the targets were secure," I said. I looked around. She wasn't on board. Oh no. I could feel the tide of emotion threatening to break through and wreak havoc.

Don't get angry. Don't get angry.

Every passenger looked anxiously out the limited amount of windows at the building we had come from. Suddenly, that same building was engulfed in flames, and there was a colossal booming that could be heard at our elevation.

Don't get angry. Don't get angry.

"Athena, What's her status?" I asked tentatively turning to face the computer.

Don't get angry. Don't get angry.

"Winston, your blood pressure has increased exponentially. I don't think-"

"I said, what is her status."

Don't get angry. Don't get angry.

"I must remind you, that at an increased blood pressure and heart rate, you are more prone to a primal rage episode."

"Stop monitoring my vitals and TELL ME HER STATUS!" I exploded at her.

Don't get angry. Don't get angry.

"Very well. Determining status of Lena 'Tracer' Oxton," Athena finally checked/

Don't get angry. Don't get angry.

Don't get angry. Don't get angry.

Don't get angry. Don't get angry.

I removed my newly repaired glasses, just in case.

"Terminated."

"Winston, stay calm," Athena ordered. The news came too late.

I saw red. A roar erupted out from my throat. Everyone backed away from me in the enclosed space. I didn't care. She couldn't be gone. She couldn't. Tracer was the only one who actually bothered to interact with me after overwatch fell. She was the first to jump by my side. She couldn't be gone, but she was.

Thankfully, the outburst was done as quickly as it came. I readjusted my glasses and crashed to the ground.

"She died a hero's death, Winston. We will remember her always," Rinehart put his armoured hand on my shoulder.

"Who will tell Emily," Mei spoke up with a forlorned expression.

Oh no.

A/N: Hey y'all! Chapter two is done! (whew!) Winston is a really cool character. I hope I did him justice. On a side note, who do you think is joining the 'LOL I'm not dead' club?

-Coollizzylou