Notes: Hey guys! Thanks again for all the support. So I thought I would reply to the general theme of the comments I've been getting. I'm doing my best to make the chapters gradually longer with each update. This whole writing thing is still pretty new to me, but I promise I'm working on it. Secondly, in regards to the speed, I will do my best to slow it down, but I actually plan on making this quite a long series so do keep that in mind. Thanks!

Looking back on his flustered acceptance of Jack's offer to join Overwatch, which he honestly felt was more than he deserved at this point; Genji found himself several days later, staring blankly at a neatly folded black, grey, and orange uniform on the edge of his hospital bed. Genji had completely lost himself in thought as he looked over the past week or so in his mind.

At this point, thanks to the advanced medical care he had recieved, all of Genji's flesh wounds had faded into nothing more than scars. While sadly, the scarring left behind was more than permanent, he was still grateful for the swift recovery he was given. The scars however definetly served as small scattered reminders. Reminders of a betrayal that he was not yet ready to face.

Taking a deep breath and shuddering as images of his brother's attack flew through his mind, Genji stood up and slowly paced around the room. As he walked around, he stopped to try a few different quick movements and stretches to test his body. A small habit he had taken on after he was given permission to freely move around.

While there was indeed much room for improvement, his new body was functional and fairly adaptable. Genji had begun to learn how to move his new mechanical limbs and adjust to his new senses. Personal discomfort aside, he was fairly pleased with how easy his new body was to adapt to.

Leaning back on the small counter, Genji found himself staring at the folded uniform once again.

Despite the quiet days he had to himself during his healing period, Genji still felt completely overwhelmed with how drastically his life had changed in such a short time. His entire past, family, connections, everything that he once was, was gone. As much as it pained him to acknowledge, he knew that this was an irrefutable truth.

Not only that, but he was given a new life entirely. A new land, a new organization, with no questions asked. These people already knew of his past life and yet they had still offered him more than he felt he deserved.

Genji had never felt much gratitude or humility before that painful night, but now it was consuming a large portion of his soul. His whole life before now, he had been spoiled and lived without a single care in the world. Rules had never applied to his life other than his combat training and even then he had always been a free spirit.

But now, he felt torn and conflicted. Half of him was filled with immense gratitude and something closely resembling hope. The doctor and commander has opened the door to a new world for him. A world where he could become a new man. A second chance.

Yet, the other half of him screamed in confusion and self-loathing. The half that never left the back of his mind, tearing, scratching, and begging to be let out of his metal cage. The half that couldn't accept that he was in fact, no longer human.

Reaching up to put his hand to his chest, Genji felt for the small beating of his human heart. While the doctor's comforting words had helped him the night he discovered what he had become; now, they were nothing more than a painful reminder. This is all that was left.

An empty shell made of wires, metal plating, and mock flesh. All pulled together to keep what little remained of his nearly dead body into one functional piece.

He picked up the uniform and held it up, examining its thin material and exact measurements, still deep in thought. As he began to change, he looked straight ahead at the wall, not wanting to see even a quick glance of his mechanical body.

His conflicting emotions were building inside his mind, slowly forming cracks in his sanity. However at the moment, he knew that he could not afford to let his confusion get the best of him.

After taking a deep breath and forcefully shoving his screaming thoughts to the back of his mind, Genji straightened out his uniform, double checked that his visor was on securely, and walked out of the small room for the very first time.

Outside his door stood a young, short nurse with long black hair, tied back in a braid. Looking up to see Genji come out of the room, she quickly replaced her spaced out, relaxed demeanor, with a bright, lively vibrance.

Giving Genji an informational rundown of current events he had missed, the nurse led him through the quiet hallways of the medical facility. Genji followed the animated woman who seemed more than happy to go into great detail about Overwatch's current state.

"With the Omnic Crisis wreaking havoc world-wide, Overwatch has been gathering scientists, soldiers, and just about anyone that can help with the war effort. The best part is that they don't discriminate when it comes to recruitment! I mean sure, just like any other organization, there are qualifications that need to be met, but for the most part all are welcome. Heck, one of our greatest scientists is a gorilla!"

Genji looked around at their passing surroundings as the nurse led him out of the medical facilities and into an area with blue walls, tall windows, and many more people than there had been previously. He noticed that as they walked through the wider halls that a few passers-bys would give him quick nervous glances. Doing his best to ignore those around him, he abruptly turned his focus back to the nurse.

"He's a big lovable guy named Winston. I'm pretty new here myself so I haven't seen much of his work, but I've heard he's amazing. He's helped save several of the people here. He actually saved one of our pilots from time itself quite recently. He actually transformed her time slips into a tool for her to use effectively. Fasicnating isn't it? From what I heard, he actually helped Doctor Ziegler make your body too."

Genji flinched at the mention of his artificial body. Lucky for him, the nurse continued on, completely unaware as they drew closer to the living quaters.

"Now, Doctor Ziegler. Man she's on a whole 'nother level, let me tell you. She's the head Doctor here and honestly I've never seen someone so amazing before. She's smart and compassionate and just everything an aspiring nurse or doctor could ever dream of becoming. She really is amazing… Oh! But enough about that, looks like we're here."

Stopping at the large double doors, the nurse turned towards him and handed him a key and a small piece of paper.

"This is your room key and number, make sure not to lose the key. We hold a spare for each room just in case, but please do your best to hang on to this one. If you take a left from here and continue down the hall you'll find where most of the private offices are. Doctor Ziegler's office is the fifth door on the right. I have to get back to the medical branch now, but it was a pleasure to meet you!"

Giving Genji a large smile, the nurse headed back in the direction they had come from. Leaving him behind before he could even say goodbye.

Putting the key and paper in his pocket, Genji realized he hadn't said a single word to the nurse the entire way here. In all honestly he hadn't been in a state for conversation and she had seemed to have a lot to say so in the end he supposed it was alright.

Deciding to find his room later, Genji walked down the hallway passing by the offices one by one. When he reached her door, he found a sticky note pasted above the small plate with her name on it.

At Winston's. Will be back in a hour or two at most. -Mercy

Sighing, Genji pasted the note back where it once was and reluctantly began to wander around looking for the office. Based on what the nurse from earlier had been saying, Winston had been a large contribution to his current state. Pushing back any negative thoughts that tried to fight their way back into his mind, Genji focused on finding the room and reminded himself to thank the scientist when he got the chance.

Finally, after searching for about 20 minutes, he finally found a room with two large glass doors and a small plate next to them with the name Winston on it. Stepping through the doors as they slid open, he quickly noted that the two floor lab was much bigger than the simple office he had been expecting.

"Well hello there luv!"

With a sudden flash of blue light, Genji found himself looking down at a girl, slightly shorter than himself. With wild brown hair, hands on her hips, and the biggest grin he had seen; she leaned in close, right up in his face.

Backing up after a moment, the girl stuck her hand out, grinning like a fool.

"Name's Lena. Lena Oxton. But you can just call me Tracer."

He noticed the glowing machine strapped to her chest over her skin-tight uniform. Recalling the nurse mentioning Winston saving a girl from time, he wondered if this person was similar to himself.

Reaching out and shaking her outstretched hand, he smiled behind his mask,

"It is a pleasure to meet you Miss Oxton-"

Seeing the sudden look of disapproval he had earned he quickly corrected,

"Er, Miss Tracer. My name is Genji."

He hoped she wouldn't notice the missing detail and ask for his last name. He knew his family didn't have the greatest standings with Overwatch and he certainly didn't want to start off on the wrong foot.

Whether she sensed his discomfort or not, to his relief, Tracer just giggled and beamed up at him,

"Don't know bout the whole Miss thing, but the pleasure is mine. You're here for Mercy and Winston right? They should be upstairs. Working on all kinds of crazy techy stuff. I'll let em know you're here!"

Genji watched in amusement as she zipped off with a couple of quick blue flashes. He had just met the energetic girl and he could already tell he liked her quite a bit. He hoped they could become friends in the future.

As he moved forward to follow her up the stairs he looked around the room only to stop dead in his tracks, one hand on the railing. The lower room was covered with machines, blueprints, and prototypes of all sorts. But that wasn't what had got his attenton.

No. That wasn't what had gotten his attention at all.

Amidst the chaos of scattered work was a large table in the center of the room, but everything else faded to the background in Genji's eyes. In the center of the table, like a dormant dragon, lay his family sword.

Notes: Once again, thank you all so much for the support. You are all lovely people. Just as a reminder, I do take requests for small filler chapter ideas! Also I might start making a couple one shots so I will look into request for those too. I'm working on a Symmetra x Junkrat one at the moment so look forward to that soon! All comments, questions, suggestions, and such are greatly appreciated as usual. See you all next chapter!