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The world was blurry, damn her head felt so heavy, she started to come out of unconsciousness.
"Scout don't do that to her, be a gentleman." Someone murmured in a chastising tone, it was a French voice and raspy. The world began to come back into her eyes.
"Come on Spy, ain't nothin wrong with a little fun." Another voice said with a pinch of humor as well as annoyance at the chastisement.
"Shhh, she's waking back up." The French voice said.
Tracer tried opening her eyes but regretted it as her pupils were introduced to a bright light. She tried to move but couldn't, she was tied down to a chair which was welded to the floor.
"Hello miss chéri." The French voice said. Tracer saw two dark figures, one of which was the guy that chased her when she was trying to escape, the other was the person that knocked out Mercy.
"Where is Mercy? I swear if you bastards have tried anything I promise no mercy…." She then cursed at the fact that she made the threat seem less serious than she intended since she made it into a pun.
"Look doll, your lady friend is alright, she's being interrogated by our doctor and engineer in another room. By the way you look freakin hot. Anyway let's start with the questions, what have you done with our glowing chunk of rock? Oh by the way my name is Scout. Nice to meet you doll." Scout said in a cocky tone.
"I don't know a bloody thing about this glowing rock you blokes are talkin about. Didn't you listen to us when we were talking to your soldier guy? WE came to investigate a strong energy signal and then it snuffed out an hour before we got here." Tracer said angrily, "Now my turn, who are you people?"
"I think you misunderstand the point of an interrogation compared to a conversation miss chéri." The French man said, "Anyway to remove some confusion my name is Spy. Now second question who are you, what is your organization, and what are their goals."
"I ain't telling you nothing!" The Brit proclaimed confidently.
"It would seem that a lack of gentlemen behavior is required for further interrogation. I do apologize. Scout you may continue what you were doing." Spy said reluctantly.
Scout laughed evilly and cracked his knuckles. Tracer got worried but she would try to stay strong for her teams safety. She closed her eyes and waited for whatever pain was to come. But there was no pain, instead all she felt was something cold and wet go across her left cheek. She opened her eyes and realized that Scout was drawing on her face with a permanent marker. She tried to move her face but with one hand he held her head down from moving from side to side.
Scout then finished and presented his work to her by bringing up a mirror. He drew cat whiskers on her and a black circle on her left eye. On her forehead was spelled out "bite my sexy arse." Both scout and spy started laughing at her hysterically and snorting at the same time. She would find this funny if she was the prankster but since she was on the receiving end she was pretty pissed. Scouts and Spys laughing subsided and it subsided to chuckling. Scout then looked at Spy and gave him a curious eye.
"I know this is funny and all but do you think we should just tell her, break the ice if you know what I mean?" Scout asked honestly.
Spy tilted his head and started scratching his ruff chin contemplating. He looked at scout, "I think that soldier wouldn't like this but then again he has lead for a brain when it comes to negotiation or interrogation. So… very well. Honestly our work was probably declassified a number of decades ago and we need to figure out more about the place."
"Great!" Scout said. "Ask away doll."
"Who are you? And stop calling me doll." Tracer said angrily.
"We are the Red team. A group from 1970, we went in the fridge for one hundred years which is why we are alive, doll." Scout said quickly with an arrogant smile.
Kind of like Mei Tracer realized, "why are you here?" She asked with a little more patience but still annoyed that he didn't stop calling her doll.
"Our boss was about to go night night from old age and she needed a rare metal to help keep her heart beatin, wasn't any left on this dirt ball we stand on so the egg heads made a machine that created the stuff but it would take around 95 years to make, so we got frozen with the hopes to go back to 1970 with the metal."
"Who is your boss?"
"Don't know, that was somethin beyond classified, heck I'm sure she is the only one who really knew who she was."
"What's your job?"
"The scum of the earth for hire, want someone dead we on it, want intel we'll get that to, heck we would lick your boots for a few pennies, well except for me, I'm too prideful for that shit, you have to at least give me… let's say…$100." Scout said his words didn't make him flinch in the slightest; there wasn't a hint of regret in his eyes.
At this Tracer was disgusted, these people weren't heroes or villains. It was good or evil on the flip of a coin for them. They were just a loaded gun waiting for someone with cash to pull the trigger. Her attitude reflected that as she spit in Scouts direction but missed as he quickly dodged to the right.
"Alright doll I think that explains your impression of our little organization but we will be out of your gravity defying hair if you help us find our chunk of glowin rock and get the hell back home, so it's a win win for both of us. With that said it's time for our questions. What is your organization?"
Tracer sighed angrily stared into Scouts eyes, "we are a group called Overwatch, our purpose is to eradicate scum like you from the earth, we are heroes, not for hire but for the good of all humanity!" She yelled at him.
"Blah, blah thank you for the inspiring speech, now that we already know the who, why, and what lets chat about with what this thing is." Scout said holding up a small orange and red device with a black screen in his hand.
"Hey that's my cell phone, why were you searching through my stuff, also that was in my back pants pocket so how did you?….you sick bastard perverts!" Tracer yelled out and then blushed madly as she realized that one of them went wayyyyy to personal with the search and seizure.
"Cell phone ah so that' what this thing is, I wonder how it works, also don't look at me, the guy who claims to be the gentleman is the pervert." Scout said.
"Liar." Spy muttered looking away from Tracer as he said it.
Scout started to tap it and then he pressed all the buttons he saw on the side. Before he could do anything else the ground started to rumble and dust from the ceilings fell down. The speakers in the hallways crackled and Engi spoke. "Team we got company, and from the sounds of it they got heavy ammunition, sniper reported some dumb ass with a skull like mask leading a group with him to our location, get ready."
"Talon!" Tracer announced snapping out of her angered mood.
"You know these people?" Spy asked.
"They're a terrorist group we've fought against a few times, I know these people, the guy on the speakers spoke of a skull masked guy, his name is Reaper, get me out of here and I may be able to help." Tracer shouted out at the two urgently.
Scout pointed his figure at her "look doll we are professionals, if you were from where I was from you'd be fuckin dead." His arrogance knew no bounds she realized.
Tracer looked frantically at spy. He took one glimpse at her and then looked away, contemplating.
He sighed, "release her, maybe she can help."
"you can't be serious right? How do we know if the chick is tellin the truth or not?" Scout asked
"I know when a lady tells the truth, just ask your mother." Spy said with a smile.
"Don't bring ma up and for the billionth time you ain't my pa." With that Scout looked at Tracer. "If we release you, promise us you'll be on our side and be goody two shoes palls with your super friends, or heroes or whatever you call them."
"Deal, now get me out before I change my mind." She said without hesitation.
Scout untied Tracer and Spy handed Tracer her twin guns. They then ran out the door to meet with the rest of Red team. It seems that Medic had the same idea with Mercy because he let her go and gave her back her weapon. Soldier was riveted and started to beat his head with his shovel yelling that the battlefield is no place for women and that they should stay in the kitchen but spy gave a quick recap of the reasons why they needed them. Soldier with contempt started swearing and grumbling to himself but decided to go along with the plan.
"Alright ladies where is your van, or ride, or whatever, heck a helicopter would do?" Sniper asked.
"We got a ship we can get thro…" Then they heard an explosion. Tracers cell phone buzzed in Scouts hand as a voice on the phone (Athena) said, "Ship destroyed."
"Well that was our transportations out so I hope you have another way out." Mercy.
"We got two vans, my van and the Red bread van, both in the garage a few minutes form here about 5 floors above us, mine can take around 6 people, the rest will have to go in the Red bread van." Sniper said. "we'll flank the bastards and escape, they are going in through the front last I saw , the goal is to get the hell out of here."
With that everyone ran through the hallways where hopefully they would completely avoid the unwanted visitors. The team ran up the stairs with tracer and Scout competing to take the lead. Soldier and pyro were in the back of the group watching out for anyone that could come up behind them. Medic was charging Heavy and demo was laying down a trail of sticky mines and heavy explosives while sniper was checking their sides. They went down the hallway till they reached the fire escape staircase. When they entered the staircase scout looked up and saw flashlights descending. Scout signaled to sniper and pointed upwards. Sniper then looked and traced the flashlights carefully. He then pointed up with his rifle and shot repeatedly. One by one each of the lights above them stopped moving, the last one however shouted out "We found them, they are coming up the second fire exit!" until his voice was silenced by a final shot from Sniper. And then blood started dripping down the stairs.
Tracer was surprised at this; this guy might even give Widowmaker a run for her money. They ran up the stairs and soon found 4 bodies. But suddenly one of them made a last ditch effort and pulled out his pistol. Tracer pulled out her pistol to finish him off but Scouts flying guillotine flew pasted her head and buried itself the soldiers helmet and into his skull killing him instantly. Tracer stood paralyzed and shouted "You almost bloody decapitated me!"
"For you information doll we don't got time for complaining, and I just saved that cherry ass of yours so you better be thanking me instead of yelling at poor handsome me." Scout responded quickly as he ran pasted her, ripping his knife out of the head of his victim.
"I could have handled him." She grumbled as she tried to keep up with the speedster.
Soon the team reached the top but came face to face with Reaper and the rest of his men. Medic went in front of them and activated his shield while mercy was behind him healing him with her staff. Heavy went to Medics left side and started firing his mini gun and soldier firing his bazooka on Medics right. Mercy was astonished at the teamwork of the mercs, their co-ordination was instant and they knew almost immediately what to do in order to ensure their best chance for survivability. The team began to retreat backwards towards the garage and hopefully their exit.
Reapers team wasn't faring well as many of the got mowed down by heavy's big weapon and soldiers rockets. One of his men was hit dead center with a rocket and his guts sprayed over the rest of the men. Another was ripped to shreds by the mini gun. His team was being pressed back, Reaper groaned in irritation.
The Red Team went down the hallway and then turned right. Only a few more feet until they could get out of the base.
Reaper chased after them alone but as he veered the corner he saw a mini sentry had already been built up by Engineer. At this point he was pissed, he went into wraith form and went behind the sentry. Before the sentry could turn around he already pulled out his hellfire shotgun and destroyed the defense. But what he didn't notice was that three spiked sticky grenades were underneath the sentry.
"Demo fire in the hole!" Engineer shouted.
"Their gonna have to glue you back together in hell!" Demoman shouted as he pressed the trigger. All the sticky bombs that he laid on previous floors and the one in front of Reaper went off. He was blown back, alive but severely injured. His team was not so fortunate. Demo didn't just place his grenades anywhere, he put all of them on the several structural support beams of the base. The ground beneath the terrorists caved in as they fell down five floors to their death screaming all the way.
Reaper then got up and shouted into his communicator clearly pissed, "I need fucking reinforcements right the fuck now! Widowmaker intercept them! The rest of the team retreat back to the ship and rondeau with her." Reaper then activated shadow step and teleported in an envelopment of mist as he reappeared back on the ship he came in, with that he collapsed unconscious from his injures.
Red team ran to the entrance and saw the vehicles. They were both covered up with vehicle heavy duty covergaurd Mann co grade. Which meant while the tires were probably flat the engines wouldn't be rusted.
"Thank you Miss Pauling you beautiful gal." Scout shouted as he removed the covers on the vans.
"Who?" Tracer asked.
"Never mind that we need to get blody moving." Sniper ran past them and opened the hood of his van while heavy did the same for the bread van, each of them checking is the vehicles would still run. Scout grabbed the incredibly dusty keys off the key rack which was attacked to the side of the fridge. Pyro got two canisters gasoline and started to fill up the vehicles. Engineer built a two way teleporter in each of the vans back in case one if the vans failed or was destroyed, at the same time he made a level one sentry guarding the way they came. Meanwhile Medic and Mercy found two hand pumps and started filling the tires with air as fast as possible.
"We need charge!" Heavy yelled. "My batteries dead too." Sniper yelled out.
"Do we have any extra batteries." Demo shouted out. The entire team looked around the garage but couldn't find any.
Tracer thought about it and then decided on it. She went to one of the workbenches and started searching frantically through the drawers and toolboxes. She finally found what she was looking for a positive and negative cable from a nearby toolbox. She rushed over to the bread van and popped open the casing on her accelerator showing several rings of copper, electricity zipping around the device.
"Please let this work." She prayed. She then put positive on positive and negative on negative on her accelerator, then attached the wires onto the cars battery. The current flowed and the battery charged.
"Try it now!" She yelled out to Heavy. He got in the van and was thrown the keys by Scout and turned on the ignition. The car sputtered as the pistons turned and the spark plugs tried to light the gas…. Moments of the same sound were made. Then the bread van coughed and came to life. The team cheered as Tracer did the same thing with Snipers Van. A few moments later and they were all set.
"Everybody ready?" Engineer asked. Everyone yelled back ready and Scout grabbed the handles of the garage door and with all the strength he had threw the garage door open. Glorious sunlight filled the garage as he leaped into the back of Snipers van. Both Heavy and Sniper slammed on the gas as the two vans rushed forwards out of the destroyed base.
"We freaking did it!" Scout yelled out, outstretching his hands into the air as he was lying down on the floor the van. Tracer smiled down and giggled.
"We ain't out of the clear yet, look forward mates." Sniper yelled from the front seat.
With horror the team saw a Talon ship hovering in front of them. The ships back was turned to them and the hatch was down showing a woman with purple skin pointing a gun at them.
"Get down!" Tracer shouted. Sniper swerved to the side to avoid the sniper but was too late. The woman fired an armor piercing bullet and hit Sniper right in the heart, his carbon fiber vest doing nothing to stop the damage. He fell on the front of wheel as his foot stepped onto the gas. Pyro who was in shotgun grabbed the wheel and tried to steer the vehicle with its now dead driver. Demoman popped open the hatch on the top of the van sticking his upper torso out.
"You fuckin bastards, that man and I were drinkin buddies!" Demo yelled out with tears in his eyes.
He shot his grenade launcher several times and managed to hit the wing of the ship making is unstable. He would have managed to get a grenade into the ship itself but the hatch closed with Widowmaker smiling and walking away. The ship turned around and was about to fire its main guns at the small van until another jet came out of no-where in a nose dive; this one wasn't black and red but white and gold. It fired its main weapons shooting several missiles at the same time. The Talon jet had sustained heavy damage from demomans grenades and the new jets ambush and at this point was in no condition to go into a dog fight. It made a swift turn and flew away from the scene.
"Cheers love, the calvarias here." Tracer whispered as she looked out the side window of Snipers van. Pyro at this point managed to stop the vehicle by removing snipers foot off of the gas pedal and slowly applying the brake.
Heavy stopped his van right next to the other vehicle as the team got out. Everyone except Tracer and Mercy had their weapons at the ready. The jet landed softly with its cockpit facing the team.
"it's alright loves, this is my team." Tracer said with a smile. Red team didn't move until they were shoved aside by Medic who was carrying the lifeless Sniper in his arms.
"I vill bring you back to life my specimen." Medic yelled. He ran up to the back of the ship and kicked it several times with his foot. "Open up you bastarde before I unleash the devil on your soul, this man needs medical attention!" The doctor yelled.
The hatch opened
"Curious." A giant hairy figure said. Tracer blink behind medic and then blinked up to the figure
"Hello Winston!" Tracer yelled happily.
"Hello Lena, now would you mind introducing me to your new friends?" Winston said smiling fixing his glasses.
"No time for that you big mega baboon I have a bleeding out specimen… I mean patient!" Medic said running past him and dropping Sniper on a nearby table. He ripped open the man's blood soaked shirt which showed a single bullet hole on the right side of Snipers chest. Medic threw his Medi gun to Demoman who was right behind the medic. "Activate." Medic said and Demo flipped the switch on the gun and a red stream began to flow into sniper. "Alright he is sustained, now to deal with the damage." Medic said, he grabbed a scalpel and cut open the scar tissue that was already on Snipers chest. Medic used his gloved hand and felt underneath the muscle tissue for the damage. By this point everyone on the team including the three members from Overwatch were watching medic go to work.
"Mine Arzt if I could assist I can res…?" Mercy was beginning to say she could resurrect the dead. But then suddenly Medic laughed, he pulled out the bullet. And then he said "Do not worry my dear, it's just a flesh wound." He then told Demo to go full power on the medi gun and then Snipers chest closed. Medic then did something abrupt and unpredictable. He slapped the marksman and Sniper jumped up from his seat alive, well, and screaming.
"But… how..?" Mercy asked astonished.
"Oh my dear, this man has died several times, the longest he was dead was…. 6 hours, and I have managed to bring him back every time. But what your probably asking is why is his heart fine? Well I rearranged his organs and gave him a few new ones. He has 2 livers one human the other chicken, 4 kidneys 2 of which are a cats, rest in peace Karl Babor, and the heart of a mega baboon, the fiercest animal on earth. Not only that but his heart is on the left, not the right, accidental I confess but lucky for this man I messed up." Medic said cheerfully.
"You're a madman." Mercy said accusingly pointing at Medic.
"That term and genius are often confused." Medic replied as a matter o factly.
Medic was about to say something else until Sniper punched him in the face knocking him out. "And that's what you get for dissecting me without bloody asking, you damn Nazi bastard."
Winston straightened out his glasses and looked at Tracer. "Lena do you mind explaining to me who these strange men are, also are you going to wipe those whiskers off your face?" Winston said as he burst into laughter. Tracer blushed furiously as she tried to wipe off the ink on her face with her sleeve but remembered that it was a permeate marker. She then looked at Scout and stepped right up to him and punched him square in the face.
He laid on the ground rolling side to side yelling in pain, as the pain subsided he looked back up at her and laughed, "You are beautiful!"
And that raps up another chapter. Anyway I promise that the chapters in the future will get longer as the story develops. Also I bet you were surprised that Talon didn't steal the Australium but someone else did. Who is this new organization? How will RED team deal with their new home? Is a ScoutxTracer possible? Find out soon in the next amazing adventure coming to a fanfiction website near you. Anyway expect to hear back form me soon, leave a comment and a review. Until then I bid you ado.