Hey guys, this chapter is a little edit that will fill the lack of emotional development on Tracer.
And thanks to Icystars, for giving nice feedback and liking my story.
That being said, lets get started.
Temple of Anubis.
No pov.
The egyptian soldiers walked into the Overwatch ship and laid the unconcious Tracer on the floor in the far right corner. Her outfit was still stained with blood.
Winston was carrying the passed out Mercy with his good arm while McCree was carrying Torbjorn.
The soldiers walked out of the ship to return to their unit.
Winston and McCree sat their fellow agents down in two seats at the far end. Winston walked over to the hatch and pressed a button, making it close.
He would have to wait to take off. He could not fly the ship with one arm, so he would have to wait for Mercy to wake up so she could heal him.
In the meantime, he would have to find something to stop his nose bleed.
McCree laid down on a small bench inside the ship to take a nap.
While Winston was trying to stop the bleeding with some toilet paper, he was also trying to procces what had just happened.
"I am a man, or gorilla of science. A logical thinker. One who finds answers"
He threw the red stained paper in the trash bin.
"But right now, i have not the slightest clue as to what happened out there"
He exited the toilet and returned to the where the others were. He looked to see Mercy and Torbjorn still passed out on the seats, and Tracer laying still on her right side on the ground. Winston walked closer to his friend. Looking down at her, he still could not believe what she had done.
He walked over to a wall and took out a diffrent barrier projector and a remote controller from the shelf. He sat the projector down beside Tracer. He then took a couple of steps back and pressed the button on the remote, activating the barrrier.
A light blue barrier apeared on made a small room for the sleeping Tracer.
"When she wakes up, that should hold her"
15 minutes later.
Everything was quiet as McCree was sleeping, Winston was trying to do research on the computers near the pilot seat with one arm and the rest was still seeping.
But then, Torbjorn started to groan as he was slowly opening his eyes. Winston heard it and looked over to him.
Torbjorn put a hand on his head. "Ah, helvete, what was that" he said dizzy.
Winston pulled away from the computer and approached him, careful not to hurt his broken arm.
"Ah, good to see you're awake Torbjorn" he said.
"Yeah, was having a pretty wierd dream too" Torbjorn said, scratching his head.
"Do you remember what happened" Winston asked calmly but serious.
He thought for a moment. The memories clearly gave him chills. "Ye, i do. Is she..."
Winston pointed behind him at the barrier. Torbjorn looked past him.
"Okey. Good" he said jumping off his seat.
Both of them heard another groan beside them. They looked to see Mercy starting to opened her eyes.
"Good to see you're awake too, Angela" Winston said.
She scratched her eyes and yawned. "How long was i o..."
Suddenly her eyes widdened in fear. "W-where is she? Is she here? Have she.." she said, rapidly looking around in fear.
"Whoa whoa, calm down Angela" Winston said, trying to calm his friend. "She's right over there" he pointed at the barrier.
Angela looked past him. "A-are you sure it will hold" she asked, still scared.
"Yes im sure" he said reasuringly. "The only thing that would break that barrier, would be a force about ten times my strength when im in my primal rage"
At hearing this, Angela sighed in relief. "Oh, thank god"
"Now that you're awake, can you please heal me" Winston said, referring to his left arm. and nose
"Oh, of course" she got up and walked over to get her staff.
The healing stream shot out of it and into his chest. A couple of seconds later, he was good as new.
Winston moved his arm a little and then smiled. "Thank you, Angela, now we can..."
But then, a third groan was heard. All three looked to the corner, seeing Tracer was starting to moved.
Tracer pov.
I slowly began to wake up. I sat up, my eyes closed.
Ow, my head was killing me. "Wha' happened" i said.
The last thing i remeber, was seeing Widowmaker down the temple grounds. And then intense pain.
I dizzily opened my eyes and was met by a blue barrier all around me. I looked around confused.
Finally i saw my friends a few feet away from the other side.
They took a couple of steps back and looked at me with...Fear?
"Hey, loves, wha's going on" i asked curious.
They didnt answer, they just continued to stare at me. Angela slowly moved behind Winston. Trying to hide?
I removed my hand from my head. I was starting to get a little scared.
"Why are you all looking at me like tha'" i asked.
They still didnt answer me. What was going on?
I looked around the barrier again. "Winston, why am i in a barrier" i asked.
I could see the nerviousness in his eyes as he was trying to think of an answer.
"It is for, uhm, a little protection, Lena" he answered.
This confused me even more. "Wha'? Why would i need protection against you?"
Winston hesitated again. "It is not for protecting you. It is for protecting us"
This struck me.
"Wha'? Wha' are you talking about, love? Why would i ever do anything to you?"
They all exchanged glanced of worry.
After a moment of silence, Torbjorn spoke up. "After what you did out there, we're gonna need more than a little protection"
This struck me even harder.
Small tears were slowly beginning to form in my eyes. "Wha' are you talking about Torby? Why would you say tha'" i asked hurt.
He just turned away.
A tear fell down my cheek. What were they talking about? I dont remember anything.
I looked to Winston. "Winston...Please let me out" i said weakly.
He hesitated again. "Im sorry, Lena...I cant"
I started to put my fist on the shield. "Please, just let me out, please" i said trying to hold back my tears.
Winston looked down on the ground in shame.
The tears fell freely from my eyes. I looked at the others. They all turned and looked away.
More tears were streaming down my cheeks. "What is going on? Let me out, please" i cried, banging my fists on the barrier.
Winston very slowly began walking up the stairs to the pilot seat, leaving Angela and Torbjorn behind.
I kept hitting the shield, desperately trying to break it
Suddenly, my sorrow turned to hatred. My fist were glowing red.
I hit it.
"LET"
Again.
"ME"
Again, it was beginning to crack.
"OOOOOUUUT" I screamed as i hit the barrier with all my anger, shattering it. My rage was gone, just as fast as it had come.
No pov.
McCree jumped up from his nap, gun at the ready.
All four Overwatch agents stared wide eyes at the broken pieces of the once unbreakable barrier.
The pieces slowly disapeared into nothingness.
Lena looked at her hands in pure shock and confusion. She then looked up at her friends.
Torbjorn looked tense, like he was ready for a fight. He looked at her with disgust.
Angela was trembling, she was frozen with fear, she looked to have seen a ghost.
McCree was focused on her, acknowledging her as his enemy. Anger in his eyes.
Winston's eyes held no anger, hatred or fear, but sadness.
Lena could not believe what she was seeing. Her friends. Angry and afraid of her.
She stood up slowly and walked very slowly towards them.
"Please, everyone, just let me explain" she said, hurt clearly visible in her voice.
Tears began to form in Angelas eyes as she took out her hand gun and shakingly pointed it at her.
Lena stopped in her tracks. Never in a million years had she imagened Angela would point a gun at her.
Fresh tears were streaming down Lena's cheeks. What had she done to deserve this?
"Angela, please, its me Lena, your friend" she said.
Tears were now running down Angela's cheeks aswell.
Torbjorn took one step forward with a determed look on his face. "You're no friend of ours, demon".
This struck her to the core. Her goggles were beginning to get watery. She quickly moved them to her forehead and let the tears fall.
"H-how could you such a thing Torby" she looked at Angela again and resummed her approach.
"Angela, l-love, please you know its..."
"DONT CALL ME THAT" she closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.
Lena felt a sting of pain as three shots hit her. One in her stomach below her accelerator, one in her upper right arm and one in her left shoulder.
Lena stood still, mouth agape. She could not believe what had just happened. Her friend Angela who had been like a mother for her, had just shot her.
She looked at her wounds and to everyones surprise, they closed and was healed within seconds.
She looked up at Angela again. Her eyes were a waterfall.
"Y-you shot me. You s-shot me"
Lena fell the her knees and buried her face in her hands and cried her eyes out.
Winston could not take it anymore. He slowly approached her sobbing form.
He stopped in front of her. "Lena, i..."
"GO AWAY" she screamed.
Winston realized his defeat and turned around, walking towards the pilot seat.
McCree lowered his gun back into its holster as he looked down at the sobbing girl. The others did the same, but still watched the girl a few feet from them.
Suddenly, a burning red aura surrounded the girl and the sobbing ceased.
"How could you" she said, the sadness and sorrow in her voice replaced by anger and malice.
She slowly stood up again. "How could you" she glared at them with red eyes and clenched teeths.
"You were my friends. I trusted you. And THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?" she spat.
She slowly began to approach them, taking each step very slow. "I should never have trusted you. You betrayed me" She took a fighting stance. "You want a demon? I'll show you one" she said as she brought up her fist, preparing to strike.
But before she could, Winston landed between them and her. "Im sorry, lena" he said as he activated his primal rage and towered over her.
Lena's face showed not a hint of fear. Only the rage.
Winston threw a punch, aiming at her head.
His fist landed in Lena's open palm, she had caught it like it was nothing. She slowly started to crush his hand in her palm.
Winston screamed in pain as he was thrown all the way to the other side of the ship. It shook as he hit the wall.
His primal rage disapeared as he sat up, watching Lena approach him with a angry snarl in her face.
"You disgust me, monkey. Fat, weak and trying to play human" she leaned down so he could look her dead in the eyes. "The only thing you're useful at, is to DIE" she said. She then picked Winston up and threw him towards the cockpit.
Lena was about to follow him to finish him off, but suddenly, McCree jumped in front of her and threw some green dust in her face.
Lena was taking by surprise as she started to cough and collapsed on the ground. Her red aura and eyes disapearing.
All eyes looked to McCree. "Sleepin' powder" he answered. "I always keep some on me"
Winston sat up again and looked over to see Lena on the floor. He sighed deeply.
"We better get going"
There we go. That should fill out the missing link in the story.
Once again, Thanks to Icystars for reminding me of this.
If you liked this then make sure to leave a review and thanks for reading.
And lastly, Helvete means hell in sweedish.