Ah Hollywood, the place where dreams become reality and where cowboy-cyborgs can fight bisexual aliens. A place where anything can happen, and where-
"Suit! Get him on the ship!"
"Do you know how heavy this man is?!"
-and where Assassin and Suit cut off introductions. How charming.
It was supposed to be a simple mission. Deliver a director from the center of Hollywood to his trailer, where he would then be escorted via helicopter to a safe location. Assassin, Reinhardt, Winston, Mercy, McCree, and Lucio were sent in, and it was a rather stable, balanced team. Reinhardt and Winston would protect his limo, Mercy would heal the two, and Assassin, Lucio, and McCree would run ahead and clear the Talon agents.
The director was making a documentary/movie on Overwatch and the good that they do. It was supposed to help people trust and believe in Overwatch, and maybe get some new recruits or more funding from the government along the way.
Sounds simple, right? Wrong! The group got about halfway before two Talon attack helicopters came in. They fired upon the group, and would've shredded the limo in seconds if it had not been for Reinhardt. Even when his shield was destroyed, he stood in front of the storm of bullets, taking the abuse until Assassin and Suit could knock one helicopter out of the sky, and Winston the other.
Finally, that leads us to the final scene. The limo was being flown off via cargo-bob while the team had to fend off any remaining agents. Tracer had came in with the ship, and Assassin was covering Suit as it tried carrying Reinhardt into the shuttle.
Reinhardt's armor had been greatly damaged as he took the abuse from the helicopters. After awhile they had torn through and pierced his skin, prompting Mercy to have Suit and Winston take it off so she could get to work.
"I don't care! Put your back into it!"
"I'd love to see you try!"
"Stop arguing you two!" McCree shouted, jumping out from the shuttle to help Assassin, while Winston helped carry Reinhardt.
"You know, if you two would've helped us like three minutes ago, we could've already been outta here." Suit commented as it and Winston placed Reinhardt in one of the seats.
"Now's not the time for logic!" Assassin shouted as he and McCree hopped into the ship. Tracer closed the doors and flew off, leaving the scene and any Talon agents that managed to survive.
"How's he doing?" Winston asked.
"He's got a pulse, if that makes you feel any better." Lucio commented.
"He's also asleep right now, thankfully Assassin copied Ana's sleep dart and used it on him. Otherwise he would've tried continuing to fight." Mercy smiled slightly, patting the sleeping giants arm.
"What about his armor?" Assassin questioned.
"We'll have to send a recovery team later on to retrieve it. Right now we need to make sure Reinhardt is going to be okay." Winston informed, sitting next to the sleeping form.
"And if he wakes up and we still don't have it?" Suit asked.
"We explain to him what happened. I'm sure he'll understand."
(40 minutes later. Infirmary.)
"Where's my armor?! I want my armor!"
"Explain what happened, she said. He'll understand, she said." Assassin continued to mockingly repeat what Mercy had said earlier, as she tried to sedate the flailing, screaming Reinhardt. Winston and Zarya were currently in the process of holding him down.
"You mocking me isn't helping anybody!" Mercy shouted as she tried finding the right place to enter the needle.
"It's making me feel better, since I knew we should've grabbed it before we retreated. And in the end, isn't my happiness what really matters?"
"No!" The three shouted simultaneously, annoyed at how Assassin was acting.
Finally, Mercy forced the needle into Reinhardt, sedating him. He started flailing less and less, and his eyes started to flutter shut, until he was finally asleep. Zarya and Winston slowly released him, wary of doing so. They weren't sure if he was actually asleep or just pretending.
"Finally." Mercy sighed, wiping sweat off of her forehead.
"What do we do now?" Zarya asked.
"Seeing Reinhardt's reaction, I think it is best if we send that recovery team now." Winston informed.
"Who's gonna go?" Assassin questioned.
"Tracer for sure, since she can fly. I would also like Ana for support, Zarya and Roadhog, so you two can carry the armor, and finally Reaper and Genji. Does that sound good?" Winston asked, receiving nods from the three. "Ok, lets move."
(50 minutes. Comms room)
"You're sure it's not there?" Winston asked, worried as Reaper walked around with a camera, sending back the scene.
"Yes monkey, we're sure." Reaper deadpanned as Winston's eye twitched.
"I'm not a monkey!"
"Will you two shut up?!" Assassin exclaimed, growling. "Just because you fucked up, doesn't mean to be dicks to each other."
"I fucked up?!" Winston shouted.
"Not just you. Everyone. I knew we should've grabbed it, but nooooo, nobody listen to the man who has a degree in, hmm, everything!"
"Knock it off you two!" Ana shouted, causing to two to stop growling at each other. "We all messed up. More of us should've came with you guys on the op. We're all to blame."
"Yeah, everyone besides me." Reaper replied, before getting elbowed by Ana. Winston sighed.
"You're right."
"Ish." Assassin added. "So what now? What happens when Rein wakes up without his armor?"
"I'll talk to him. I'm the closet to him, I'll break the news." Ana stated. Everyone nodded and the transmission was cut, leaving them to their own thoughts and worries.
(1 hour later. Infirmary)
"You...you're are sure it wasn't there?" Reinhardt questioned, trying to stay strong as Ana solemnly nodded.
He had woken up five minutes ago. He started to freak out again, but Ana and Assassin were quick to calm him down. She explained all that happened, with a sad look in her eye.
"I'm sorry Reinhardt, but we looked everywhere. Your armor is gone."
"But-But what happens now?! My armor made me, me! It helped me protect those in need! How am I supposed to help and protect those in need when I have nothing to protect myself?!"
"Can't Torb build you a new one?" Assassin asked.
"I'm afraid not Assassin. Torb's mind isn't what it used to be. He forgot how to build it long ago." Ana informed, before standing up. "I must go. Winston wants me on another mission. Take care Reinhardt." She leaned down and kissed his cheek, before walking over to Assassin and doing the same. "Keep an eye on him. I don't want him doing anything crazy." With that she left, leaving the two alone.
"I-I'm sorry for your armor Reinhardt. I knew how much it meant to you."
"You have nothing to apologize for Assassin. You did all that you could. Everyone did what they could." Reinhardt sighed, making Assassin feel pity for the giant. He knew what he was going through, after all he almost lost Suit two weeks ago. He was lucky, Rein wasn't.
"There must be something we can do! There must be another suit of armor that can fit you. Right?"
"Well, there might be." Reinhardt said hesitantly.
"Really? Where?!"
"Back in Eichenwalde, I was apart of a German parliamentary organization group known as the Crusaders. We all had advanced suits of armor that protected us when we were at war. One day the Bastions attacked Stuttgart, and our commander, Balderich von Alder and the Crusaders tried to fight back and defend. They were pushed back to Eichenwalde, where Balderich and several of his best soldiers fought against the Bastions. They all died, but not in vain! They paved the way for the German army to successfully strike back!" Reinhardt exclaimed proudly. "As far as I know, Balderich's dead body and armor are still in the castle in Eichenwalde. And if memory serves me correctly, we were about the same size."
"...We need to go to Eichenwalde." Assassin said, getting up from his seat.
"I can't Assassin. The memories..."
"Reinhardt, you've said it yourself its your duty to protect those in need. If Balderich's armor will allow you to continue you fighting, aren't you willing to face those memories"
Reinhardt say in silence, staring down at his hand. He remembered the day he got his armor and put it on. He felt so strong, so powerful! Invincible! He smiled, remembering protecting Omnic citizens and humans that were trying to help them back in Kings Row. He clenched his fists and looked up.
"You're right Assassin! We need to do this!"
"That's what I'm talking about!" Assassin exclaimed, before walking towards the door. "I'll go speak to Mercy and Winston. I'm sure they'll let us leave within the hour!"