BOOM! I am on fire! Now at this point you may have noticed that these chapters are being posted in quick succession, and by that I mean a chapter a day with them gradually getting longer. Now you may be thinking, is this guy just some loser with no job and no education. Well you would be right on both accounts accept for the loser part. I am going to college in the summer as I have been for the past 3 years, and I'm 19! I skipped High-school and got into the advanced stuff, my favorite classes (lucky for you) has been writing which I had a natural talent for imagination and creativity who luckily gets bored after playing video games. Anyway you now know too much about my life so just forget everything you read a few lines ago and I promise no harm will come to you. No? Not working? Damnit. Anyway leave a review about this story and I promise more will come in the future. Oh and by the way as summer quarter starts for me I will reserve time during the evening to spend an hour or so on the story, considering the fact that I have a commitment with you now to keep updating until you move on with your life or the story ends. So unlike the majority of the entire world I will not say the bullshit lazy excuse "I'll work on it tomorrow." Without further ado please enjoy.

The Overwatch base was on the other side of the planet so the team had plenty of time to learn what they were getting into and learn about their new "friends." It would seem that Overwatch was banned and deemed illegal for any form of the organization to come together after multiple controversies and scandals, the cherry on top was the revealing of the secret task force they had at their disposal called Black watch. The members disbanded but later reformed after the Terrorist group that they just met intercepted Winston in his personal lab. They were going to a base on a small island called Tristan da Cunha. The sight was in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean inbetween South America and Africa.

The flight Winston told them would take around two hours so the team didn't have much to do. Soldier went around the back of the ship and demanded the most patriotic thing the ship had, Tracer then showed him an old video of the Team America song America Fuck yeah, she gave him a pair of earbuds so he could listen to it without disruption, after several minutes he was crying and saluting the horizon, which was an alien sight to the rest of the Red team because they never, ever, saw the man cry before, the man said that crying was only reserved for babies, communists, and Nazis, the team was thinking that they would have to tease him on it later. Scout asked about Tracers cell phone thingy, which to her displeasure he still had on him. She showed him the several apps on the phone as she was wiping the ink whiskers off her face with an alcohol patch. At first Scout was slow to learn since he came from a timeline where cell phones didn't exist and computers took up entire buildings. However he soon got the hang of it as he continued to experiment and press buttons. She didn't however show him how she unlocked her phone by taking it from him and putting in the password (slipstream) on the opening screen so Scout would have to keep coming back to her if he still wanted to look at it.

Heavy was of coarse polishing his guns and getting defensive anytime someone got close to him. He kept growling, "don't touch Sasha." Pyro was making pony balloons and then popping them laughing gleefully but sadistically, where he got the balloons no one knew. Medic was conversing with Mercy talking about their various medical experiments, she was particularly interested about how similar their healing rays worked, but was more impressed about the ubercharge ability that the medi gun had when fully charged. Medic later told her that each of the canteens each team mate had on them had charged medi juices in them that would make them invincible for a brief period of time.

The team after an hour of flying was debriefed by Winston about the remains of Overwatch that he had reassembled. Currently he had got seven heroes not including Tracer, Mercy, and himself. He got two engineers, a giant like Heavy named Reinhardt, and the other Torbjorn who made turrets like engineer. A girl named who had a pink mech and she was a gamer prodigy, she was also an attention celebrity so they took her communicator not trusting her to keep their position at which she threw a temper tantrum over. Genji a ninja cyborg that was almost as fast as Scout when it came to speed. Symmetra, another support class who made teleporters and small turrets that shot lasers. Pharah, a rocketeer like soldier but also had a jetpack. And finally Mei, a girl much like the rest of the Red team who got put in cryo stasis but the rest of her colleges pods failed and they all died.

Tracer explained that the entire island that they were going to use to have a population of two hundred but was later eradicated by the Omnics, a robotic AI made by mankind which was the whole reason that Overwatch was created because they turned on their creators. The robots then made a factory on the island to produce more robots but were later destroyed during the war, however the fusion reactor exploded during the takeover and left the remaining little island a radioactive wasteland, it couldn't be seen by satellite because of the radiation storms covering the area and communications were cut off. This made the island the perfect hideout geographically and in favor of secrecy if they had a radiation proof base. This was taken care of by the layers of Neutron shielding which was upgraded to protect against unstable gamma waves, also Alpha and Beta Particles.

After a boring two hours they finally reached the base. In terms of square space it was three times the size as one of the forts at Double Cross which also had two hanger ports carrying several vehicles and ships. The base was built by Overwatch in the glory days as a main checkpoint and resupply. The base itself was on the south side of the island and was built into the Cliffside. Its location was only known to a select few co-founders of the organization. As the ship began approaching it went into the green heavily radiated fog and Winston let the computer program Athena take control.

As they got into the hidden ship bay Winston got up from his seat, "Alright everyone, I've informed my group that we have some new teammates and you must make no sudden movements. Don't try to start a fight and behave yourselves, we are all taking a big risk by taking you into our base." With that the Ape genius pressed a button on the dash panel and the back went down. All the red team was greeted with guns, swords, hammers, and turrets pointed at them.

"Ah jeez what a warm welcome, am I right fellas?" Scout said shrugging sarcastically. He then strut forward up to a dwarf with a claw for a hand. "Hey buddy put her there." Scout said raising his arm higher than the man could reach to high five, but he didn't look like he wanted one in the first place. Before the man could crush Scout balls with his claws for insulting his height and not taking the situation seriously Tracer blinked in front of Scout and outstretched her arms protecting him.

"Listen love, I know this bloke is a complete ass hole of a man but please be nice to our guests, they can help our mission and theirs if we work together." Tracer pleaded looking down at the dwarf.

"Just don't get him close to my machine, also make him not insult me and I won't pure molten metal down his throat to shut him up." Torbjorn grumbled about to walk away until he was stopped by Engi.

"Pardin me mister but if I can be so kind, what's your profession?" Engi asked taking off his hat respectfully.

"I fix things, what do you do? Lick the rust of bolts with your tongue?" he replied grumpily

"Hey look buddy, I'm an engineer, just like you fella, that means you and I solve problems, not problems of course like what is beauty, because that would fall within the preview of the conundrums of philosophy. I'm sure you and I can solve practical problems if we sort this here mess of a rodeo out, like for example how are we gonna stop some big mean mother Hubbard into a structurally superfluous beehive with our guts sprayed everywhere? The answer I'm sure you know is a gun, and if that don't work, use more gun." Engineer said taking a seat on a nearby crate. He then started building a sentry as an example of his skills. "Like this heavy caliber tripod mounted little old lumber." As the sentry began to build from the toolbox Torbjorn started to get less and less pissed and walk towards Engi clearly intrigued as well as Reinhardt who was at the moment out of his power armor. "built by me." And with a few whacks of his wrench the sentry went to level two. "And the enemies' best hope, that it ain't pointed at them." And with that the sentry was upgraded to a level three.

"Impressive, but I bet we can do better with a few touch ups." Torbjorn said stroking his beard.

"I wonder if I put one on the shoulder of my power armor." Reinhardt said clearly fascinated by the design.

With that the two teams after a little bit of hostility started to get used to one another. Demo was a great help when he finally started to pull out the Beer. But the two people that kept their distance from each other were Pyro and Mei. It made sense in a way Scout thought considering they each possessed polar opposites as a weapon use, they hopefully would get used to each other as the two teams worked together to accomplish their objective.

It was evening at this time and dinner was on its way. Tracer never would have guested it but the whole Red team was extremely talented at cooking and they all had a little something to the now growing feast.

Heavy made sandwiches with some of Engineers bacon that he borrowed, after he was finished making the sandwiches he looked carefully at each hand crafted sandwich after making around fourteen, checking them over constantly for perfection. Scout and Engineer used overwatches water dispenser and made it into a bonk and crit a cola dispenser ( but without the radiation or the 11 pounds of sugar). Demoman added in his assormet of beers to a cooler full of ice. Medic added a special concoction of steroids and proteins to enhance the flavor and effect of some meats he found in the Overwatches walk in fridge and Spy considering he was a French gentleman knew how to cook. He took some of Soldiers honey rations and added them in with medics enhanced steak. Overwatch quickly found a feast prepared for dinner!

"Holy porcaria." Lucio said with excitement. "Come on lads, we won't be able to walk after we are done with this."

The primary objective for red team at this point was to have Overwatch help them find the Australium that was missing. They knew that making a little dinner didn't do them any long term favors but it did help break the ice and they would probably have to do a few missions with them. Yet in the end though most of the Red team still only thought of Overwatch as tools, feelings were not professional in the career of a Mercenary, heck if any of them gained a sense of consciousness about their work they would probably go insane, or get shot while hesitating, that or be killed by the Administrator as defective, most likely the latter option. Each of the teammates didn't even need to communicate this to each other. After many years they knew each other like a book, all accept for pyro who had remained a mystery to them, the exception of course was Medic who had only brief experiences to get to know him for medical reasons, who after the experience was no longer curious about pyro and wouldn't go near him for days.

After a hearty meal the team was introduced to their quarters. Considering the fact that the original design of the compound was meant to be a checkpoint the base they had two small spare bedrooms for the new guests so they would have to share a few rooms with Overwatch. Everyone agreed not to put Pyro and Mei together in the same room for obvious reasons, aside from that the Overwatch members were given the option to pick there roommate. All the rooms were outfitted with 2 beds and the order of roommates were as follows- Medic with Mercy, Torbjorn with Engi, Reinhart with Heavy, Scout proposed being with Tracer but she still didn't trust him so he ended up with the Korean girl , who when asked how she felt about it just nodded her head chewing on her gum and looking at her phone and taking five selfies every thirty minutes. Scout was annoyed, not only at Tracers refusal but the fact that he got an annoying bratty kid for a roommate, in the end he went along with it. Spy and Soldier were paired together. Pharah and Demo agreed to be roommates. Sniper was with Genji. Lucio was about to pick the last guy pyro but everyone on the RED team insisted pyro get his own room and make it fireproof.

The team was then escorted by their roommates to their assorted rooms. Scouts misery continued as he looked into 's room. I was completely pink and purple with bunny stickers everywhere and a gaming computer facing the wall with 6 curved edgeless computer screens which he didn't know anything about. The only normal thing in the room was his assigned bed, which was just a boring steal frame bed. He was trying really hard to be nice to her. She then for the first time in meeting him looked up and gave him a wink. That pissed him off even more that she was playing cute. Instead of saying anything he just held in his anger, he, like the rest of the team, knew what would happen if they messed up this delicate relationship. If this had been him a few years earlier he would have wiped the floor with the arrogant girl. But now he was a grown man and he knew he had to act like it. Six foot two, and very athletic (in this story he has a similar physique as Usain Bolt), heck he even got some facial hair which he was especially proud of as he was a late bloomer for chin hair while all his older brothers teased him over it not developing.

"So….. What do you like to do for fun?" Scout asked, he at least wanted to get to know some aspect of her life that he could relate too.

"I like to play video games." She responded with a smile, at this point she put she phone away and payed attention to Scout.

"Oh that's cool, when I was a teen I used to go to the arcade with my brothers and we would play all types of things." Scout said, reminiscing on the days he had with his seven brothers, although to be honest they were complete bullies to him.

"What's an arcade?" Hana asked, cocking her head to the side while putting her finger on her cheek thoughtfully. To a regular person this would make a their heart melt at the cute gestures one only sees in anime. But Scout knew that this was a façade. All celebrities had it, they would have this perfect image around them without really being themselves, later they would adopted their made up personality as their actual one. Scout already learned from Tracers descriptions on the team during the flight hear that Hana was a internet celebrity.

Anyway Scout was surprised at the girls response. She was a pro gamer and she seriously didn't know what an arcade was. "You know an arcade, a building where you hang out with friends and play video games like pac man, centipede, some shoot em up games and all that old school shit." Scout said. Do arcade games not exist he thought with horror?

"I don't know what you're talking about." said in an innocent voice, "there are no stores or buildings anymore where you can hang out and play games, now it's all online."

"Online?"

"yeah, I can't go online right now because those saekkideul(fuckers in Korean) wanted to keep the base secret, so I can't play games with all my fans. What's worst is the radiation cloud outside keeps me from having any good signal. This has been like, the worst place ever to set up a base." Hana at this continued about how she won a gaming tournament at the age of 16, got hired by Overwatch for some strange reason that didn't make sense, lost in her own world of fantasy which probably would have dragged on for decades but Scout had already snuck out.

'Is that really what I sound like?' Scout thought, comparing himself to the annoying girl. 'I'll admit I'm a little bratty sometimes and cocky, but this definitely is like looking at yourself in the mirror and realizing way your single, alone, and unattractive personality wise,' with that depressing thought Scout began to look around to get a feel of the area. There wasn't much about the place. I had food storage, a kitchen, the port they came in with the ship, a room with some computers, and of course the bedrooms they were assignment. At least that explained the simple rooms that they were allowed access. However half of the area in the back of the base had restricted access, these doors were much bigger and looked pretty tough, much like the Authorized personnel only signs that scout frequently saw on many of the maps he was assignment to capture or defend, he never really had the time to crack open those restricted doors to see what was inside, and he would also lose his job and probably be killed by the Administrator if he ever took a peek. Scout explored the rest of the area and almost missed the largest part of the base; it was a gym with a jogging track about the size of a football field. He went inside curious as always.

He decided to try out the jogging track. He flexed his muscles and did a warmup with jumping jacks, twists and stretches, popping as many bones as he could. Then getting into position he crouched down at the start of the track. He closed his eyes and inhaled slowly and then exhaled, he did this several times making his blood fill up with an extra amount of oxygen. He then focused on his reason for running, remembering his brothers, how whenever there was a fight they would always be faster than him and beat him to the punch, or whenever they picked on him he couldn't escape until he decided to run, run away from his problems until his problems could no longer keep up with him. His eyes flashed open and he shot forward. His speed started to accelerate, 10 mph, 15mph, 17mph which was his comfort speed, he then picked it up, 18, 19, 20, soon Scout ran faster and faster till he reached a speed of 30mph. He went around the track twelve times and collapsed to the ground rolling several times. He looked at the clock and realized it had only been six and a half minutes. Meaning that he ran around a mile in two minutes, this was by far his personal best.

He heard clapping near the entrance. Scout looked over and realized with embarrassment that it was Tracer.

"How long were you there?" Scout asked quickly.

"Oh, not long…. Just kidding I've been there for the whole time." She replied smirking. "Do you wanna race, I bet I could kick your flat ass any day of the week."

Scout smiled, "it would a pleasure, and I'm sorry for calling you doll. It was rude of me and I should really respect you more, also I'm sorry for drawing on your face." After meeting he understood why everyone rolled their eyes at him and why they never enjoyed hanging out with him, so he would try to reduce the ego for once in his life no matter how hard it might be.

"What's up with the sudden change?" Tracer asked noticing the sudden shift in his personality.

"I met a teen who is like me and I hated it, now I realize why everyone hates me." Scout said scratching the back of his head apologetically.

"Who?... Oh you mean Hana, yeah she can be a kid at times but she has a good heart, trust me as you get to know us mates you'll like us more and more, after all we're heroes." She said sweetly. "Anyway how about that little run?"

Scout smirked and got onto the starting line. Tracer went into the running lane next to him. Scout looked at her "3…." He said. "2…." She replied. "1!" They yelled in unison. She shot forward immediately with three blinks but needed to recharge every three seconds in order to not risk her accelerator fizzing out. Scout was impressed at her burst of speed so he re doubled his efforts, quickly gaining on her. She was much slower than him with her base speed but every time he got ahead she blinked again. Scout sped up as fast as he could go risking losing more endurance and needing to take a breather, but he kept going on in order to prove he was better. He was now way ahead of Tracer, after a few minutes he passed her by one lap. As he came up next to her on the second lap he looked at her face, she was smiling for some reason. After a few moments of puzzlement he then realized his mistake, they never agreed on a certain number of laps or a finishing point, in other words this wasn't even a competition of speed just who could run the longest.

Immediately he slowed down his pace to just below his comfort zone which was 16mph (7 meters per second) However he had already drained his reservoir with his mistake. He began to slow down as the two came neck and neck. After another good 7 minutes his lungs started to scream at him to stop but then he pushed forward. Lena started to pant as well soon after. "Tell you what love. Whoever passes the next 4 laps wins? Bet you can't do it chicken, you big loser!" She shouted in-between breaths beginning to pant hard.

'She already knows how to push my buttons!' he realized. "I ain't fallin for that trick, and I'm not a loser." He said angrily huffing at this point.

"yeah love? Well you know the real losers are the ones who stay angry after being called a loser. Now I triple dare you to accept my challenge."

"point taken, fine, also screw you loser." He panted.

They ran forward to make it 4 more laps. Tracer shot forward risking her accelerator failing in order to get ahead while at the same time Scouts reserves were running on fumes. He was paying so hard for the mistake he made where he went ahead without knowing the rules. Tracer finished lap three however with scout halfway to finishing his third lap was greatly falling behind. But then suddenly the pain stopped, and his muscles stopped aching, he then knew what was happening. He laughed and shot forward going at 40mph Tracer gasped as Scout passed her, "later sucker!" she heard him yell and laugh as he passed her. And with that he finished the final lap, however he couldn't slow down fast enough and slammed into the metal wall of the gym. He fell down on the floor his front facing the ceiling all the while panting furiously, he won.

Tracer ran up to him. "How? I planned for you to run ahead so I could out endure you, but when that didn't seem work I knew I could easily get ahead if I just got you to fall for the challenge after teasing you." She asked clearly surprised at scouts feat.

She lay next to him but not closely. Both staring at the ceiling.

"Remember when sniper punched medic tellin the doc to not dissect him? Well I just remembered that the doc dissected me as well, the main thing he did was replace my heart with a monkeys and attach a blinky thingy to that heart and put it in me." He then gasped another painful breath. "Anyway I also remember that he added two extra adrenaline glands, king cheetah glands I think, those kicked in on the last lap which guaranteed a sweet win and your dumbfounded face. He did that after he brought me back in a second time to his lab to get his stupid pet bird out of the inside of my chest."

Tracer couldn't believe it. She thought with her experience and powers she could easily win. But she underestimated the Boston boy. She realized that this guy probably has allot of experience of his own. Something that drove him more than just the wind in his hair and the rush of it, something personal she bet.

Without looking at him she asked abruptly, "So you up to telling me about yourself." With some hesitation Scout looked at her. "Alright doll." She rolled her eyes but giggled afterwards and started with her first question.

And that raps up this chapter. Surprised I made into a bratty teenager? Well to bad, this is my story, and if you dislike it go write your own fanfiction, after all that's what's awesome about this website is you can bring your imagination to words at least and have other people admire or hate your work for it. Anyway the reason why I hate is she is just too perfect, she is a gamer god at the age of 16 and then Overwatch had the stupid idea to recruit her just because she was a good gamer, he reminds me of the super popular Hot dumb girls in the largest group of the college cafeteria, they were bratty, popular, and everything about them was made to seem perfect. That's who reminds me of. Also the reason why I gave Scout some king cheetah adrenaline glands is because if I was medic and wanted to help my team than it just makes sense to do crazy stuff like this because he is a crazy mad scientist. Anyway expect another chapter soon in a day or two and before you go leave a comment and a review about how I did and I will improve for later updates.

Until then peace out.