This story details the adventure of the 9 TF2 Mercenaries as they travel to the future and the events that occur then.
Chapter 2: Destination 0. This chapter outlines as all of the Overwatch characters converge on one location, for varying reasons. What will they meet when they get there?
-Winston, Lena Oxton-
Winston was currently at Watchpoint Gibraltar, piloting a simple robot that he has sent to save Tracer. He knew about her defeat at the hands of Amélie. He figured that if a Talon member didn't come back to finish her off, her chronal accelerator would completely deactivate. He knew full well that he wished to avoid that. Just as the thought of losing her to her condition again swept his mind, his avatar spotted her figure.
"Lena? Say something. Lena!?" he said out of the machine's speaker system as he had it take out the replacement chronal accelerator.
After stirring, Lena spotted the robot out of the corner of her eye.
"Is that what you've-eughh-been doing all this time, love? Turning yourself into an omnic?" she groaned.
"Haha. Always have to say something, Lena? No, i'm piloting it from back at base. Stay still." he replied. He had the machine attach the spare accelerator, activate it, and remove the broken one. She sprung to life, since her only wound was the broken accelerator, and she had a lot of pent-up energy.
"That was embarrasing, love. Alright Winny-Ston, where should we go next?"
"Talon has been taking action across the globe, as you undoubtedly noticed. In case they try something at the concert later tomorrow, we want to be there. I've already told all of the other members."
"Concert? What concert?"
-Lúcio Correia dos Santos, Hana Song-
In an attempt to regain popular approval, the Vishkar Corporation planned a free concert. At the head of the events was a Lúcio concert and a live viewing of a Starcraft II campaign playthrough with none other but . To generate hype for the event, they had these two cultural giants meet.
"Woo! in the flesh! Never thought I'd see the day. Lúcio Correia dos Santos, at your service."
"Don't think I don't know who you are, Lúcio! Your music is my favorite! Except for the Starcraft II soundtrack, but don't let that fact drag you down."
"Haha, classic . Anyways, did you catch wind of whose event will go first?"
"They're going to have a large firework display to get the people's attention. People can't watch your music, and my event will take too long."
-Mei-Ling Zhou, Snowball-
Mei and her pet weather drone, Snowball, were chilling in her temporary house in China, since her previous home was sold after her presumed death, with the government scrambling to find her a suitable home without being accused of fostering Overwatch agents. She then recieved a text message from her new boss (she became a firefighter with Snowball, a machine, instead of a dalmation).
"Oh my god! Snowball!" shouted Mei with clear excitement. Snowball quickly rushed up to read the text, but it was incapable. It looked at Mei with anticipation.
"I've been invited to be the chief firefighter at a concert!" she almost screamed. Snowball looked confused. What was a concert again?
"It's not just any concert, Snowball." She looked at it excitedly. She then grabbed Snowball and twirled it around as though they were dancing. "It's the one with Lúcio! And !" Snowball understood that. It knew her secret; she was a big fan of both of them.
"We'll have to dress for warm weather, Snowball. I don't know why, but Vishkar decided to hold the concert in Australia."
-Amélie Lacroix, Gabriel Reyes-
"Why would you not kill that inispid little brat?" demanded Reaper.
"My job was to kill Mondatta. No more, no less. If you want that girl dead, talk to my superiors, and convince them to send me after her." replied Amélie. "Or, you can abandon this job and go after her yourself."
Reaper growled, clearly displeased at her response. "I'll get her on my own time."
Suddenly, their devices activated. Talon had sent them a mission: One of their agents, who hacked into Overwatch's communications system, discovered that Winston had recalled the active Overwatch members and ordered them all to one location, including himself and the combat ready Tracer.
Amélie chuckled. "This is your chance to kill her. One way or another, it will be your last."
-Jack Morrison, Ana Amari-
These two supposedly deceased Overwatch members were in Ana's bunker, getting reacquanited and hearing each other's 'second life' stories. During a recollection of Ana's most recent target and her capturing of him, her bug in Overwatch's system reported something.
"What is it?" asked Jack.
"It seems that Winston has taken command in our absence. He sees it fit to send all of the current agents to Australia." Ana replied.
"Why? Doesn't he realize it's illegal?"
"I'm very sure he does. He's a smart man. Whatever he discovered, he decided to take that risk."
"If it's that important, maybe we should help."
"We know better than that, Jack. We are fighting a different war."
"I don't know about you, Ana, but since Overwatch is needed again, I am needed too."
Ana intentionally avoided eye contact as Jack left.
"By the way," added Jack, "Isn't your daughter on the list?". He left and closed the door without awaiting her response. Moments later the door reopened. A fully geared Ana stood at the frame.
-Jamison Fawkes, Mako Rutledge-
After yet another heist on an American bank, Roadhog gained an interest in the treasure Junkrat had.
"Oi, Junkrat, what's the treasure you've been keeping? You know, the one we agreed to split 50/50." he said. He then muttered to himself, "Maybe I should've figured out what it is before I agreed to split it."
"Get this. It's a bunch of spaceships painted gold-ish. Reason I said gold-ish is because it's not gold."
"How could you tell?" Roadhog replied.
"It's not soft, for one thing. Gold also doesn't make you smarter just being in it's presence."
Roadhog pondered this for a moment, then shook his head. "I have to see this for myself."
"Sure mate. Let's go catch a flight. Or hold one hostage. Whatever."
