A.N. Well, I'm back. This time around, Mad Dawg is goanna meet some of the Overwatch team. Will he handle it as well as when he met Talon? Also, more of his powers will be discovered! Also, thanks to Rebel725 for being the first story follower!
"Gah…bob's your aunt." Mad Dawg groaned as his eyes opened. The first thing he saw was a woman looking down at him. She had blonde hair and had a halo for some reason. "Wow… Heaven is for real." He said with a tied smile.
"Oh good! Your awake." The woman said with an accent. "On a scale of one to ten, how great is your pain?"
"Well, I've been shot, stabbed, burned, cut had my head smashed in and passed out form blood loss. So I'd say it's pretty friggin' high." Mad Dawg groaned in annoyance. He looked down and saw the knife was still in his side. He looked up and asked. "Why'd you leave it in?"
"At the moment, if we take it out, you'll bleed to death." The woman replied.
"I guess that's a cut above the rest." Mad Dawg weakly joked. Suddenly, he grabbed the blade handle and yanked the blade out.
"NO DON'T!" The woman exclaimed.
He dropped the blade and true to her word, a large amount of blood began gushing out. To The woman's surprise, the blade wound closed itself and Mad Dawg began to lean up.
"See, I've got this… ability, it allows me to heal from most wounds. But if something it stuck inside me, like that knife. No heal-o." He paused for a moment before a confused look flashed onto his face. "Speaking of which, who the hell are you? And where the hell am I?"
"Yo kid. It's alright man." Came a new voice. "Your among friends."
"Hate to break it to you, but I don't have any frie-" Mad Dawg began grouchily before turning over and seeing Lucio leaning against a wall.
"Lucio? What are ya doing here?" Mad Dawg asked.
"I got your message." He replied holding up his phone. "I was nearby with some of my Overpals so we figured we'd lend a hand."
MD looked over and saw the giant knight guy from before, except now he wasn't wearing his helmet. To Mad Dawg's surprise, the man under the helmet was a very old man.
"The woman is Mercy, and the old dude is Reinhardt. And the guy sleeping over there is McCree."
Mad Dawg glanced over and saw a man who looked like a cowboy sleeping, snoring loudly.
"I'm Mad Dawg." Mad Dawg introduced himself.
"Greetings Dog!" Reinhardt sad loudly, waving. This made Mad Dawg laugh as he waved back.
"Your name is Mad… Dog?" Mercy asked, slightly sarcastically.
"It's Mad Dawg." MD corrected. "And yeah. It's my name. So what were you guys doing in Dorado?"
"Escort job." Lucio shrugged, to which Mad Dawg's face drastically as he looked at Mercy, Reinhardt, the sleeping McCree then back at Lucio. He leaned over to Lucio and whispered: "Is that why they're dressed like that?"
Lucio seemed confused by Mad Dawg's question before it dawned on him what he meant. "WHAT?!" He exclaimed before whispering the rest of the response. "Aw no man! Not like that! We were guarding an armored car."
"Oh. My bad." He groaned before rubbing his face. Mad Dawg decided now would be a good time to check himself. He glanced down at his arms, the few small scars he had and the chainsaw tattoo he got when he was 10 were still there. He didn't notice any other blades or bullets still in his body, and whatever Mercy had treated him with seemed to have done a real good job.
"Hey. Thanks for… thanks for not making me have a sword up my ass or something." He muttered. "I owe you a beer."
No problem. Besides, just using you as a punching bag for jokes would get old real fast. Now we should probably get back to the story
"Hey doc?" He called, still feeling tired. Mercy looked up from what she was reading and looked over at Mad Dawg. "Thanks for whatever you hit me with. My healing factor can close wounds, but you healed them, thanks." He turned over to Reinhardt. "Hey Iron Man? Thanks for the assist back there. I passed out in that elevator and I wanna thank you for getting me outta there."
"Always willing to help a fellow solider out!" Reinhardt boomed again, making Mad Dawg laugh again.
"Dunno what Billy the kid did, so I'll thank him later…" Mad Dawg muttered, looking at the (still) sleeping McCree. "And Lucio? Thanks for everything man. Talon said they wanted to install implants of some sort. I barely remember what happened at the party, but whatever it was must've been awesome. When we get wherever we're going, I'll tell you guys everything I could pick up. But again, thanks man." He and Lucio fist bumped.
"We'll be arriving at the base in about four hours." Mercy reported.
"In that case. Goodnight! Or morning. Who freakin' cares?" Mad Dawg said before falling asleep again.
When Mad Dawg woke again, he saw that the ship had landed and Reinhardt was leaving. Getting up, he slung his messenger bag across his shoulder and walked out of the ship. He was amazed at how large the base was, it seemed like it was new, yet also seemed… lived in. He looked for any indication as for where he was supposed to go. He saw lines going off in different directions but none of them seemed like the right way. So he suddenly found himself in another room, but this room was bright white and had no doors.
"Oh, so now I'm in an insane asylum?" Mad Dawg sighed. "Well, one group of crazies to another I guess…"
"You." Came a deep gravely voice.
MD turned around and saw Reaper standing in front of him. He then grabbed both his shotguns and aimed them at Mad Dawg. In response, Mad Dawg grabbed his barbed wire baseball bat from his bag and swung it at Reaper who changed into smoke and floated a few feet away. When he stopped he fired a few more shots which made Mad Dawg drop to the floor and roll. Reaper then swiftly came forward and attacked using his shotguns as blunt weapons, but MD was able to his reaper in the guy with his bat, and then smacked him in the side of the head. But when Reaper dropped his shotguns, he just pulled two more out from… somewhere. However, Mad Dawg grabbed one of Reapers shotguns and fired it back at him. But once again, Reaper easily avoided it.
Damn he's good. Mad Dawg thought. How do I beat this guy?
Think first shoot later. One part of his brain said.
Find his weakness and exploit is with your physical strength! Came another part.
Shoot first, think later. A third part added. Or better yet, shoot first, think never.
Yeah… Shoot first think never! Mad Dawg realized. He threw Reaper's shotgun up into the air and watched as Reaper teleported around. He took a deep breath and caught it. It took only a few milliseconds but then Reaper appeared.
"Boom." Mad Dawg grinned. He pulled the trigger and Reaper's head exploded….
Into pixels.
What?
"Yeah. What?" Mad Dawg asked confused.
"Simulation ended." A computer voice said.
"Unbelievable!" Came a voice.
Mad Dawg turned around and was really surprised to see a large gorilla in a space suit and a young woman with a blue light in her chest. The woman suddenly appeared inches from his face. "How'd you do that?! Do you 'ave magic or something?! Could ya show me how you did tha'?!"
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Mad Dawg screamed loudly as he seemed to be having a mental freak out.
A.N. And that's all for now folks! So far, Mad Dawg's met Mercy, Reaper, Doomfist, Sombra, Widdowmaker, Lucio, Reinhardt, a sleeping McCree, and just ran into Tracer and Winston! Come back soon for another chapter in this Dawg's Tale!