Hey there guys! I am deeply sorry for the lack of updates on both my stories, but i've been travelling non-stop for the last two weeks. First I went to the beach for like a week, then went to the US for a cruise trip, with no internet (I didn't buy the internet pack, it was expensive af) and barely any time to write or upload, so I'm really sorry for lack of updates. I kinda wanna make a christmas/new year chapter but I feel like since I already made one for The World Could Always use More Heroes (The Second Generation series) then i'm simply gonna end up writing about the decorations and presents and shit and it'll be boring so let's just skip over that and get on with the story!
After a bit of work, all Christmas and New Year decorations had been taken down and stored. The parties had been a blast, but the holidays had passed, and as so the decorations must go. The next few days after the holidays were spent in rest. No particular missions to be had. Training here and there.
Charles exited the training facility after succesfully beating his high score. The sentry bots stood no chance against his weaponry.
"Ah! If it isn't Charles! I've been waiting for you!" Torbjorn said excitedly. "What is it?" The pilot asked. "Oh it's nothing. Just follow me." The swede replied.
Charles decided to follow him, and he was led into the engineering room, where an empty Titan chassis said. Except this one was different. It looked brand new, fully repaired, and it even had a new color scheme to go along it. "This is FT's repaired chassis. We made a few changes of our own. We hope you like it." Torbjorn explained, and Charles approached the chassis with awe. It looked similar to the old ronin chassis, but it was a bit different. Of course different materials and plates had been used, a black and orange color scheme replaced the old white and red, and white overwatch symbols and lettering covered the Titan around the arms and sides. The blade looked almost the same, but it had a slightly more curved design. The weapon was the big thing that changed. There were four barrels in total, they were longer and more close together than the old leadwall. The gun in it's entirety was longer and smoother, and instead of a magazine, there was some sort of large electric battery.
"This... This is... amazing. I'm speechless, really. One question though, what's up with the leadwall? It looks a lot different." The pilot asked, and Torbjorn immediately knew what he was talking about. "Oh that. We've ditched the old leadwall design, and have created a completely new, energy-based variant. The new design allows for more range and handling. And instead of the old magazines, we've placed a new energy capacitator. It will allow for more shots before reloading, and the energy rounds it fires are faster and deadlier than the previous. Also, instead of swapping out the magazine completely, you just need to let it briefly reallocate more energy and you're good to go! This makes it so you don't need to drop mags every five seconds in battle. And out of battle, you can let the capacitator recharge so it's full in the next battle, and so you never run out of ammo!" The swede explained happily, clearly proud of his work, his thick accent filling every word, which amused the pilot.
"Now all you need to do, is place the data core in it's compartment and FT 2.0 is ready to go! Oh and a few more things. The new chassis is made largely out of a special alloy of carbon fiber and other strong, but light metals. This makes it very resistant but also lighter than before, which will let you reach faster speeds. The overall design of the chassis and blade are more aerodynamic, which will let you move and swing faster than before. And we've added one new ability in as well. You can redirect the electricity that you use in your sword core to your limb servos, which will let FT here run very quickly for a short duration. Your phase shift matrix is also upgraded, so you there will be less recharge between uses! That's all the changes we've carried out. Hope you like them." Torbjorn said, and Charles didn't know what to say.
This chassis was in every way possible superior to the old one, and Overwatch didn't even have access to the level of technology the militia had. Sure, the titans back there were mass produced, which didn't leave them with much attention to detail, but this chassis clearly was made with all the focus and dedication in the world. They thought of every way to improve it, and the result was astonishing.
"I... really don't know what to say except thank you. You've done an incredible job. This is better than any ronin chassis built back at the IMC and the militia." Charles said excitedly. He approached the Titan and took out his data core from his bag. He downloaded FT's AI into it and then placed it into the compartment. The slot was now below the optic instead of in it, presumably to make room for a better optic. Once the data core was in, the systems soon came to life, analyzing the core's contents and soon, the Titan sprung up, and its systems came online. The compartment slid shut, hiding the data core, and the optic shone brightly. "Hello pilot Charles Anderson. FT-2422 ready for combat operations." FT announced and opened up. Charles got in immediately. "Really, thanks a lot Torbjorn. Now if you'll excuse me I gotta take this bad boy out for a spin!" And with that, the cockpit was shut, and FT ran out the room, presumably headed back to the training facility.
*A few hours later*
"I would like all agents to report to the conference room as soon as possible. I have a brief but important message. Don't worry, it's nothing inherently bad but it is important so I'd prefer if all of you were informed." Winston announced through the speakers around the base, and the agents soon complied. In a matter of minutes the conference room was filled up and Winston spoke up. "Alright. Thanks to all of you for coming here. I want you to look at this." Winston said and a chart labeled "Anomaly intensity" appeared. It had data of the past few months and the intensity of the multi-dimensional anomalies. There were three dots, the day Charles was brought into this dimension, the day Nero was brought into this dimension, and the day Odahviing and Serana were brought into this dimension. "As you can see, the anomalies have been steadily increasing in intensity for the past few weeks, but this week they have spiked up. I expect there to be portals opening up soon, but I don't know where or when. I want you all to keep this in mind. We were lucky that the people that have dropped out of these portals had good intentions, but next time, it might not be that way. Because of this, I want you all to be extra careful if you are to encounter any new victims from the portals. That is all. You are dismissed." Winston explained without interruptions, and the agents went back to what they were doing previously. "Let's hope those portals don't bring bad things our way..." Winston muttered to himself. His train of thought was interrupted by a large thundering noise coming from the sky, but no portal to be seen. He went to his lab and checked on his readings. A huge power surge in Egypt...
Then another in western Russia...
Oh boy do I love cliffhangers!