First, to start strongly, we broke the viewing record again! Last Friday we didn't have 150, we didn't have 200, but 360 views on the dot with over 150 views per day last week! I hope that you all keep enjoying the story and will be inspired to write your own stories for Overwatch as well. Special thanks to the new Followers and Favoriters of Revival: Ezio2br, Jysshio, KingExcaliber, ScorchXM, Scottish Kitsune, Slyfox31, SonceGG, TheBlackPhoenix123, TiiPssY, kingsmccastle, mrkiller5889, slickman, Patasauras, WilliTheTaken, etc. Thank you for your support, but I'm starting to lose track of all the Favorites/Follows, so I may need to stop these acknowledgements, but now that I thank each of you in my mind each time I see a new Follower/Favoriter! Also, there were some people that decided to Follow/Favorite me personally, but I won't list out those names since it isn't tracked through , and my email's a giant mess of notifications from you guys that I need to clean out, but thank you for supporting me! Now, Reviewing Reviews:
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FAIR WARNING! There will be references to games like CoD in what I've dubbed the 'Origin Chap.', because that's basically going to be 3/4 of the chapter. I also wanted to give off this list of Heroes/Villains here to help clear any confusion for the future:
Overwatch Agents:
Mei
Torbjorn
Genji
McCree
Pharah
Soldier: 76
Tracer
Lucio
Mercy
Symmetra
Zenyatta
D. Va
Reinhardt
Winston
Zarya
(Bastion as well, but he appears later)
Talon Operatives:
Hanzo
Widowmaker
Reaper
Roadhog
Junkrat
Well, sit back, relax, and enjoy Chapter 4!
*Also, might be a bit late, but May the Fourth be with you! I sense a terrible headache/writer's block as I start this thing off...yas...
April 22, 2038
Overwatch Headquarters, Exact Location *CLASSIFIED*
Tracer's POV:
After our mission in Denver was completed, Winston wouldn't say a thing about this Thunderbird bloke until this morning when he called for an emergency meeting for all available agents in HQ to meet with him concerning a serious matter. As I walked into our meeting/conference room with it's U-shaped table(Search Conference Room from Young Justice) while I had cup of coffee in my hands, I saw everyone except for Winston in their occupied seats, making small-talk to pass the time until the meeting started. I sat myself down beside my mates Genji and D. Va as the gamer asked,
"Lena, do you know why Winston wanted us here this early in the morning? I stayed up all night online trying to break some High Scores and I'm...yawwwwwn...so tired...", and she stretched her arms up into the air as she let out a big yawn. I giggle at her antics as I turned towards Genji and said,
"So wut do you think 'bout all this, Genji?"
"It's important," the stoic ninja replied, "Winston had to cancel many assignments to call us together. Whatever is discussed, we must be ready for the worst."
At that, a loud bang was heard and everyone at the table went quiet and turned to find Winston slamming the door open and panting from exhaustion. When he felt everyone's gaze on him, he complied himself and walked to the front of the room with a video projector under his arm while apologizing for his tardiness. He moved to the inner-curb of the table, placed the projector in front of Reinhardt, and bounded back a few steps as he cleared his voice and announced,
"Agents of Overwatch, I called you all here today on an important matter for the future of Overwatch. Now, we all have had experience from fighting in the First Omnic Crisis, but now I believe is the time to start recruiting new agents...well, one agent in particular..."
Winston pulled a small remote from his pocket and pushed two buttons, one that dimmed the lights, and the other to activate the video projector to reveal the mugshots of two older men. The first looked to be in his late 60s with short dark gray hair and eyes so brown that they looked to be black, while the man beside him had the same eyes and hair except it being brown and a scar running from his left eye to the corner of his mouth. Both men held grim expressions on their face as Winston continued,
"This is Samuel and Cyrus McCoy, the two men responsible for the Omnic Crisis today and the one 30 years ago. When Samuel McCoy started the first Omnic Corporation, McCoy Industries, their profit went through the roof as their company began Monopolizing the construction of Omnics all over the world. But, ..."
"Yeah, yeah, we know the story, Winston," McCree interrupted with his boots kicked up onto the table, "McCoy sent out a Kill Order that made the Omnic systems go berserk and attack people so that he can hold the world hostage for more profit; Then when the Second Omnic Crisis started, his son Cyrus began making more Omnics in the Middle East until he was discovered by the US Marines. So what, we've been over this already!"
"I understand McCree, but that was the information released to the public. A second squad of Marines discovered Cyrus's plans 2 months before they were publicly announced."
Winston pushed another button and the mugshots changed to a photo of 9 men with the caption, 'USMC Ghost Squad', underneath the image with a military patch that resembled the logo for the Ghostbusters. Winston said,
"The US government ordered a team of Marines to investigate the base for an up-and-coming Islamic Radical group when they disocvered the secret factory where Cyrus was building his Omnics. The entire team was killed except for one man...", and the image zoomed in on one soldier wearing a pair of black aviators with his brown hair flowing through the wind and a big smile on his face.
"This is Richard McCoy, the son of Cyrus McCoy and the grandson of Samuel McCoy. He was the squad leader for the Ghosts and acted as an Engineer if any turret systems for the Marines were faulty. When the team invaded the factory, Cyrus sent his son to an abandoned Soviet prison used as a base for Talon known only as Vorkuta."
The photo changed to a Russian newspaper showing Rick and another man in torn-clothes riding through the streets on WWII motorcycles.
"He was held prisoner there for 5 weeks until he and his fellow prisoners escaped through a large prison riot that only allowed Rick and an unknown prisoner to escape via motorcycles. Rick was able to hop a train heading for Moscow while his partner was captured and killed by Talon. Thankfully, the Russian government sent Rick home while they invaded Vorkuta to find the remains of the prisoners and guards who died in the riot, but no other equipment for evidence of Talon's involvement. Rick told his country's military about his father's operation and he was cleared of any charge that could emerge from Cyrus's capture."
"How do you know so much about this man, Winston", asked Reinhardt with suspicion deep in his voice.
The gorilla smiled sheepishly and laughed nervously as he replied,
"Well...he may have...you know...found my Lab?"
At first, no one said a thing, knowing that Winston's Lab was one of the most secured safe houses for Overwatch agents since they were disbanded, not just from the high-frequency sensors, but for the angry gorilla that would kill anyone who would trespass on his precious home. Then everyone began yelling in outrage at how Winston withheld this information from them until Soldier: 76 stood up and bellowed,
"ENOUGH!"
Everyone instantly went quiet and returned to their seats as 76 continued,
"I understand how angry you all are, but if we heard about this before we would have been all over and would have him locked up because of his parentage..."
Lucio stood up and responded, "But what if he turns out to be like his family, huh? We need to know if he's on our side or not!"
"Well if that's all you wanted, then here you go.", Winston responded as he pulled up a video from his projector. He played it and it showed the security footage from the Museum fight between Winston, Tracer, Reaper, and Widowmaker as the strange, whip-wielding man jumped down from a balcony inside the building and helped to fight against Widowmaker and Reaper. Winston paused the video mid-action and zoomed in on the guy with the whips to get a good look at his face. He also pulled up a face-shot of Richard and compared both images together. As I switched looking at each picture, I realized how they looked exactly the same and how this Marine was the one who saved my life. The others around me noticed this as well and seemed satisfied at what Winston had to show until Torbjorn spoke up and asked,
"Well, how are we going to introduce him to the team? We can't exactly just kidnap him, you know?"
Smirking, Winston pulled out a small flyer from his suit's pocket and passed it around while everyone gave various reactions. Mercy and Mei seemed excited, McCree moaned in disappointment, and Genji didn't have a reaction since he was wearing a mask as he passed it to me. I quickly read through the flyer and looked up at Winston as I said,
"You're kidding..."
April 23, 2038
Denver, Colorado
Rick's POV:
"...me, right?", I said as I looked at what Arnold handed me. I raised my eyes and continued,
"A Museum Gala to thank Overwatch for saving the city? There's no way this was your idea."
Sighing in annoyance, my colleague replied,
"I know, the City Council wanted to do this for those Heroes since they saved us yesterday, even with all the property damage collected from fighting here!"
I put the flyer down and stuck my arms underneath my chin and on top of my desk as I said,
"We can't simply drop repairs and transfer the money into this party, our financial team will hound us for months if we did something like that!"
"Luckily for us, the Council gave us the funds to organize it all, around $100,000 of money, and the stuff we don't use can get put into our Charleston trip later in July.",
Arnold said as he waved a check addressed to the museum with the amount he told me. I pushed myself up from my desk and paced the room as I said,
"Well why don't you leave the party to me? Most of the agents are pretty young and...there was last years gala..."
With an angry scowl, Arnold replied,
"I said sorry to the Mayor, how was I supposed to know that his ears were sensitive to Violin music? But you're right, if you can take care of the party planning I'll make sure the museum gets cleaned up for our guests."
He turned around and walked out of my office until I called out,
"Also, call the head Administrators in here, I'm going to need some insight for this party."
He nodded and closed the door to my office as I sat back down into my chair with a groan as I looked out the floor-to-ceiling window I had in my office until I heard my cellphone play the song "Africa" by Tota and saw that Winston was calling me. I pushed the 'Accept Call' button and held my phone to my ear and said sarcastically,
"Welcome to the Banana Cabana, can I take your Banana order?"
"Ha ha, very funny Rick," I heard Winston say, "So, how's the museum doing?"
"Not too good, the City Council wants us to organize a party for your team after that attack a few days ago and we still haven't cleaned up all the museum damages yet!"
"Ouch. Now, listen, do you remember that deal we made when we first met? The one where I wouldn't tell anyone in Overwatch who you were?"
I sat up in my seat and said in a dangerously serious voice, "You. Did. Not."
Winston apologized and responded, "I had to! Tracer saw how we talked after our fight with Reaper and Widowmaker and started asking questions! At least the team didn't blow up too badly about it..."
Sighing, I said, "Well that's good I suppose...wait, what do you mean by 'too badly?!"
All I heard was a long 'Uh' and a click as he turned off his phone to cut off our conversation. I lightly threw my phone on the table and started muttering about the big furry idiot until I heard a knock on my door as I saw a guy with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes wearing a rough flannel, khaki shorts, and hiking boots walk into my office as I said,
"Mike, thanks for coming! Is Angie and Travis with you?"
"Sure are", my Archeology director replied in a friendly but gruff, southern voice as another women walked into the room with the same hair and eyes as Mike except for her hair reaching to the small of her back as she wore a pair of jeans, sneakers, and a white t-shirt with a black sleeve-less jacket. Behind her walked in another guy with black hair and green eyes while he wore a white-button down, black dress pants, and black loafers with a single-colored tie that matched the color of his eyes. I watched as my three administrators for the museum picked out three chairs from my room and sat in front of my desk as Angie asked in a southern accent,
"What did you need us for, Rick?"
"The City Council wants us to host a Gala to thank Overwatch for their efforts on Wednesday. Since most members are in their 20s and 30s, I'm thinking more Modern style with a while we provide some 'musical entertainment' as Arnold would put it. Hm?"
The black-haired guy asked, "But we haven't practiced in a while, Rick. Are you sure this is a good idea?"
I put my hands out in a fake surrender and replied,
"Sure Travis, but it'll save more money and any extra cash we've got goes into Charleston."
"Whaddya mean, boss?" Mike asked.
"The Council donated 100k to us for the party. They don't want it back, and the more money we save gives us more money for future digs and trips. So what do yo guys say, you in?"
My friends sat their for a moment and thought my proposition as they looked at each other until they nodded at me in agreeance.
"Alright then, let's get plannin'!"
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NEXT: It's time to Party! Food, Music, and some Love in the air! What will happen? Even I'm not sure yet! XD