This will be an Overwatch with my oc Vex. I won't bother giving the description now since it'll be given in the story. This story will also be told by Vex. This is a simple thing. Vex is not the reader. He is merely telling his story to the reader.

Now for my favorite part the dialogue meanings.

"This will obviously be talking."

'This is clearly going to be the character thinking to themselves.'

And finally nothing means its just description of what's happening.

I don't own or am a part of overwatch...though I wish I did. Have fun!

I groaned waking up. I felt like I had been hit by a truck and then hit by a second even bigger truck. I stretched as I felt like a weight on my right side had been removed. I looked down at my claw only to find my claw was missing. I took a deep breath and didn't yell or scream. To be honest I expected someone to sneak in and take my claw. I got up and removed my hard light clothes and took a nice long shower and after getting out, drying off and getting new clothes on I left my room is search of whoever took my claw.

I quickly found that searching while hungry isn't the best idea so I went to the cafeteria and got a plate and sat down at an empty table. They all looked at me and noticed I was missing my claw and was clearly pissed off. However only one approached me. It looked like a green cyborg ninja and to be honest I hoped I was high and imagining him because he was intimidating. I could probably take him with my claw but I was missing it. He sat down at the opposite side of the table. "Hello. You seem to be missing something." He chuckled slightly. I looked at him oddly before giving my response. "Yea someone took my claw. Do you know who took it?" He seemed to begin thinking and then nodded. "Yes I did. And shes a prankster and will probably have painted your claw. So here's the deal. If I help you get your claw back and get it unpainted and repaired then you have to help me with something. Deal?" I realized I didn't have much of a choice as I sighed. "Fine." He seemed to be happy. "Okay wait down at Torbjorns armory. Its the big doorway with a gear over it." He then quickly left. I sighed and went to do a few things as well as get a list of who everyone is from Winston before going to the armory. The girl with the white hair and piercing red eyes was apparently named Ashe. That intrigued me much as i also found the cyborgs name Genji.

I made it to the armory and found a small dwarf with his left arm being a hook. "Ah welcome Vex. Please come in and take a seat i'll be with you when Genji gets here with your claw." I stared at the dwarf and looked through the list to find his name was Torbjorn. So that was the guy who had this whole place to himself to fix and repair weapons and armor as well as making new ones. "So how do you like the claw I had made for you?" That caught my attention as I just realized I didn't know who made the claw for me in the first place. "Sorry if its a bit bad it wasn't my finest work and it is very old." I then realized that it was old and was covered in rust and damage. Just how old was I then? "Is something wrong old chum?" Old chum? Was I and this dwarf friends at one point? I had to give a response now. "Err yeah I suppose more or less. I can't remember much of anything but i'll just make new memories." Torbjorn seemed to have nodded at that. "Always the optimist you were. You always made everyone feel better about a bad situation." Torbjorn let out a deep sigh as he finished building some new parts for his turrets. "How old am I Torbjorn?" Torbjorn took another deep breath and sighed. " I don't know but that cryogenic chamber seem to keep your body from aging. Its been maybe thirty or forty years. It seems like your still in your late twenties though." So physically I am in my late twenties but due to the cryogenic I could be at least sixty years old. "How old are you Torbjorn?" He smiled at me calling him his name. " Fifty seven or fifty eight last I checked. Though to me at this point age is merely a number. It's not like i'm looking for love or anything and i'm just trying to make the world a better place for when I have grand babies. Although that might not be for awhile due to the fact that Brigitte my daughter is in Overwatch and not looking for love right now. Not to mention there is only one person who is worthy of her and I don't think he would be too thrilled to have her forced on him with his current problems. Though when he gets better i'll force her onto him no doubt that. Besides chances are he's going to need someone to get better." At first I thought he was talking about me but then decided against it as even though I did have some problems they weren't big. "That must be one lucky guy. And despite me not having many memories its more or less not a problem. Other then that I am pretty good though." I responded. "Hmm i'll keep that in mind." He answered as he stretched slightly and Genji showed up with my claw painted rainbow. "WHO DID THIS TO MY CLAW?" I yelled staring at it. "That would be Tracer." Genji responded as I had taken the list of people Winston gave me and read up on her. Torbjorn grabbed the claw and washed it off and then began to do his magic of refining it into a better shape and stronger. After around thirty minutes Torbjorn came over and reattached my new claw as I was able to move it again. I checked its shape and the changes as it was now much sleeker at the front no longer just being a cube now having curves angling towards the opening and same with the back as it curved much better to the connection. The buttons where gone but now he said I could use them through my mind by thinking about it. I nodded at Torbjorn and thanked him as Genji led me to the practice range.

Once there we began to speak while watching some of the others fire at targets. Genji specifically was watching an archer and a cowboy. "Is there something wrong Genji?" I asked seeing him just stare. "I need your help. My brother loves McCree but they don't have the time to confess their love for each other. So I need to ask you for the favor. I need you to take McCree's duties for the day which luckily is only checking the ammunition crates and putting them into storage. I'll take care of my brother's duties. I've already told them both what we are doing and they agreed so go do the thing." I nodded and left to go to where the ammunition shipments come in.

I made my way to where the shipments for ammo came in and I found the same female I had noticed yesterday with the piercing red eyes and white hair. It was Ashe and with her she had a massive bulky Omnic which was BOB. And to her left who she was talking to was obviously Torbjorn's daughter Brigitte. I got closer as I snapped my new claw to get their attention. They had both flinched in fear as they looked over. "Hello." I waved at them with my claw walking up to them. Ashe signed for BOB to leave as he left towards the entrance to the private rooms. "Hey. Uhh seems like you got your claw back and its shiny and new." That came from Ashe and she seemed very very nervous. "Did my father fix it up?" Brigitte had spoken as she came closer holding my claw. The weird thing is I could now feel her hand touching my claw as I blushed. Looks like Torbjorn had not only repaired it but had also added a way for me to feel things out with it. "Yeah your dad's pretty cool though he kept going on and on about grandchildren from you." I snickered as Brigitte blushed a deep red as Ashe let out a giggle. Brigitte gave Ashe a death glare which stopped her. "Uhm ya my father is quite enthusiastic about that isn't he?" She said embarrassed. "The real thing that got my interest is by the sound of it he already has someone picked out." I said smirking and Ashe had hidden behind some boxes snickering to herself. Brigitte let out a sigh of defeat. "Ya and I already know who it is." She grabbed my claw and led me to the boxes as she grabbed Ashe and began to drag her towards the shipment platform. There were locks on them as Ashe and Bridgette used their keys while I just used my claw to snap the lock. The crates would be getting new locks anyways so it didn't matter. I pulled out the list for the stuff thats supposed to be in this crate and checked to make sure its all inside of it.

I had finished checking the contents of the crate and checked everything off as I shut it and put a new overwatch lock on it. I began to drag it as Brigitte and Ashe had finished theirs and began to bring there's the way I was going which was to the storage area. After getting into the storage depot I placed the crate down in the space that was empty as they put theirs in the empty spaces as well. The entire storage area was full now as I began to leave Ashe had grabbed my claw and kept me there. "What?" I turned and stared her down. She flinched away from my cold glare as she gulped and Brigitte quickly came over. "We wanted to invite you to the bar for a drink. After all it must have been along time since you've had a drink." She was right. My last drink was before the cryofreeze occurred and that was right after the omnic crisis ended and before overwatch fell apart. "Okay sounds like a good time. Sure i'll meet you at the cafeteria then we can head to the bar." Ashe let go as she and Brigitte both said "Thanks." I assume they in actuality didn't want to bring me or think of bringing me but they must need someone who's responsible. After all Soldier 76 seemed to be everyone's father including Ashe even though it was more of an adopted father he controls were they can go and he probably said no to her but with me being the chaperone he'd probably let her go. The same apples to Torbjorn and Brigitte. They seemed ecstatic as they immediately ran off to probably dress up or whatever girls to and I went to my room and to bed as I was exhausted. I laid down and fell asleep but before i set the alarm to go off an hour and a half before the meet up so I had time to get ready.

And that's the second one now to work on a third. OH and check my Profile for status on this and others thank you.