Initially, this chapter was supposed to be the big revelation. It is the one that motivated me to write this story.
Watchpoint – Gibraltar- January 13th
Tracer awoke in the infirmary hearing two people arguing. Her head hurt so much she felt it was going to explode. She had to stop getting in close encounters with Amélie, but she needed the kick of taunting her old friend. She also still cherished the hope Widowmaker could be brought back to reason, and maybe, maybe she would be Amélie again. Her Amélie…
"Maybe she would even love me back," she mumbled, full of hope.
The two arguing voices stopped. Thinking about the one she loved had soothed her pain temporarily.
"Get out and come back later. I must check on her."
That familiar voice rejoiced Tracer. Her best friend was there to take care of her. Her Angel was there.
"Poor girl, how are you Leina?" she said with her subtle, but irresistible accent.
"I'm fine because you are here to take care of me love," replied Tracer with a weak voice, "I still love how you pronounce my name."
"I keep the accent up just for you my dear Leina. I will take out my staff to cure the horrible headache you must be having. You will still have to take it slow for a few hours before going out of bed. Don't worry, I will be there to keep you company."
Mercy took out her staff and a yellow light surrounded Tracer's head, instantly curing her of her headache.
"Oh, that is so good love!"
Tracer felt the pressure dissipate and instantly felt ready to jump out of bed and go see if anyone else had arrived. As she was about to get up, Mercy pushed her back in her bed with a very firm push on the chest.
"Don't even think about it Leina! I will handcuff you to the bed if must, I saw in your medical file that it works to keep you still. You spent two days sleeping. It is your second concussion in a week. YOU WILL stay in bed and relax."
Mercy was the nicest and most caring person Tracer knew, but if you tried to disobey her when she gave you her doctor's orders, you were in… Well let's just say you simply did not disobey her. The death stare she gave Tracer was enough to let her understand she would not get any special treatment from her friend. When Mercy saw the anxious look in her friend's eyes. She decided to comfort her.
"Cheer up love, we will spend the whole day together. That must make you happy, right?"
Tracer replied, "You're scaring me a little bit Angel. Could you stop with the stare please?"
"I will stop if you promise to stay in bed and you actually stay in bed for the day. Or I'm cuffing you to the bed. I will not give you another chance."
"Ok, I promise," quickly answered Tracer to calm her down.
Tracer surprisingly kept her promise and both girls talked the whole afternoon about their recent whereabouts and adventures. Tracer of course failed to mention the reason she had put herself in danger in the first place. She was not sure her last attempt at reminding Amélie of her past would work and she did not want to be scolded by her closest friend another time in the same day.
"I'm tired Angel, can you let me sleep a little please? I promise it's not to run away. I will stay in bed until tomorrow okay."
"No problem" replied the doctor, "I will be in my office next door if you need anything. Just call me okay."
"Of course love."
Mercy then kissed Tracer on her forehead and gave her a big hug before leaving the room. Tracer spent the next hour imagining how Amélie would come at the relay and knock at the door asking for her. In her fantasy, she would somehow not be shot on sight. If Reaper had not been there last time, Winston could have helped her to capture her and she could have brought her back here to reason her.
"Damn you Reaper! You undead freak! If only we could kill you! I can't do it alone!" she thought while falling asleep.
As soon as she finished her sentence, she saw a glowing white orb appear on her left and an ethereal woman voice whisper in an ethereal voice.
"Your request has been heard my child. My champion will come forth and destroy this abomination which has dawned on your world. He will bring my light to your world and get rid of this corruption."
The glowing orb then disappeared and a glowing black and purple energy sphere replaced it. Tracer screamed in terror. Mercy heard her friend scream and immediately rushed to her rescue. When the sphere reached a diameter of two meters. It vanished and a man was standing in the middle, wearing a black and red armor. Hearing Tracer scream in terror, he immediately removed his helmet while saying.
"Don't worry! Don't worry, I'm not dangerous. Everything is ok."
Mercy entered the room and immediately tackled the man to the ground, his helmet was knocked away. He did not defend himself at all and was still muttering excuses.
"Who are you?" asked Mercy, still holding him firmly.
"My name is Mahjad, don't worry, I'm not dangerous. Fear me not, I am not a bad person."
Mercy loosened her grip, realising the stranger had not even tried to defend himself and seemed to be quite inoffensive. She then realised she had cut her hand on his armor. She went to get a towel to stop the bleeding while her self-heal ability took care of the wound, but the stranger stopped her.
"Let me heal you," he said softly as a white light penetrated Mercy's wound and made the blood disappear.
"Thanks, how did you do that?" asked a puzzled Mercy.
"With magic of course, this is a simple Healing Hands spell that anyone can do," he replied, as if this was the most casual act he ever committed.
"I know you," said Tracer
A female voice was heard through the now opened door.
"This won't end well for you! I'm not going to die like this!"
"Oh shit! Serana!" cried the Dragonborn.
He started to run and told Mercy, "Come, we need to stop her."
The Dragonborn came through the door and shouted, "Wuld! Nah! Kest!"
Mercy reacted quickly and followed the Dragonborn. She heard him shout and he disappeared. Tracer took the opportunity to get up and dress herself up before following her friend and the new guy. The Dragonborn turned to his left through the open infirmary door yelling.
"Stop Serana! Stop fighting! They are not enemies!"
Serana was holding McCree hostage with the Blade of Woe against his neck. A single cut would be fatal. She was facing multiple people with guns pointed at her. He had to defuse the situation.
"Everyone, calm down please!"
"You first," answered Jack Morrison, pointing a gun at Serana, "You took our friend hostage, you release him and we'll negotiate after."
Serana answered, "I don't think you understand the situation, he'll be dead before you reach me."
McCree was very scared of the blade, "That thing is sharp Jack! I can feel it!"
Mahjad repeated, "Let him go Serana, that is not how we do things!"
Mercy came in rushing, "Lower your weapons! All of you! NOW!"
Serana let McCree go while the rest of the Overwatch crew lowered their weapons. Mercy commanded the respect of everyone, especially when she was angry. Even the Dragonborn was impressed and relieved he did not have to use the disarm shout to resolve the conflict. Serana slowly made her way back to the Dragonborn.
"Are you alright Serana?"
"Yes."
She was furious and it showed. Mercy heard footsteps in her back and shouted.
"Tracer, you go back to bed! Don't make me repeat myself!"
Tracer fled back to her room in a hurry. An angry Mercy was a sight to behold, but she would pass for today.
"Everyone, go back to what you were doing! Morrison, you come with me! I do not want to see anymore violence towards both of our guests! Am I making myself clear."
A silent collective nod was a sufficient answer for Mercy as she turned around to bring back the two "guests" and Jack Morrison to discuss with Tracer of what had happened.
"How the hell does Tracer know that man? She has some explaining to do," she thought.
The name Mahjad (pronounced Ma-had) comes from one of the protagonist of the French anime Skyland which I highly recommend. It has stunning visuals and a cool story. Unfortunately, it was cancelled too soon :'(
Like Firefly :(
Also, if reading the apparition part makes you cringe and you want to reach for me through the screen to tell me that it doesn't work like that. That none of this works like that!
1: Read the story's description.
2: I do what I want.
3 : Sorry :(
SPOILERS FOR SKYRIM START IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!
P.S. Yes, the Portal reference in the title was intended.