Stage 25: Unity!

In front of the Numbani Heritage Museum, there was a large crater-shaped hole in the circular parking-lot. At its center stood a colossal man with dark skin, braided hair, wearing a dark green bulletproof vest and matching pants. While his right arm was bare, the other was covered by a metal gauntlet that went all the way up to his elbow. Before him lay a pile of bodies that were groaning in pain. Behind them stood the Payload, which was mostly intact except for the glass tube which had been shattered with the Doomfist Gauntlet now lying on top of the car hood.

"Finally," the man said, stepping out of the crater-shaped hole. "I shall take what is rightfully mine."

The click of a revolver caused the man to stop in his tracks. "Not so fast, partner."

McCree stepped from behind the car with his revolver pointed directly at the man's head.

"Mister McCree," the man said and noticed McCree's robot arm. "You look like you've seen better days. Did an Omnic do that to you?"

"A bomb, actually," McCree said, and got in front of the car hood. "Now if you'd kindly stand still while I call the police, I'd very much appreciate it."

"And tell them what?" the man asked mockingly. "I haven't killed anyone, nor stolen anything."

"But you caused damage to public property and attacked several students of Overwatch High."

"You call these 'students'?" The man chuckled. "They're just children with guns."

"Hey! I take offense to that!"

Tracer suddenly Blinked right next to McCree, causing him to flinch.

"I thought I told you to stay put," McCree said turning back to the man with the gauntlet.

"We wanted to help," Tracer answered.

"Who's 'we'?" McCree asked.

"Us," Genji said, appearing on the other side of the car hood with Hanzo. "We're here to stop Scourge from taking the Doomfist Gauntlet."

"And what are you supposed to be?" the man said folding his arms. "A new type of Omnic?"

"I am a cyborg," Genji said and drew his sword. "The name is Genji."

"Nice to meet you, Genji," the man said and held up his gauntlet-covered fist. "I am Doomfist II, but you may call me The Scourge."

Then in a split second, Scourge thrust his fist downward but Genji quickly struck him down with his katana. The blow seemed to dent Scourge's metallic vest, but not cause any actual damage. In turn, Scourge grabbed one of Genji's legs and tossed him aside. He hit a concrete platform next to a row of stairs, and landed on his side. Enraged, Tracer fired several bullets at Scourge but he blocked them with his gauntlet. Hanzo, meanwhile, went to check on Genji.

"Are you all right?" Hanzo asked helping Genji up.

"I'm fine, brother," Genji said assuringly. "And since when did you care about my well-being?"

"Just now," Hanzo replied. "Genji, look out!"

Before Genji could react, he was pinned to the wall by Scourge. Immediately, Hanzo picked up an arrow from his refilled sling after collecting the ones he fired previously and aimed it at Scourge's head.

"You let my brother go this instant, or I will kill you!" Hanzo threatened pulling back the string.

"This freak doesn't deserve to live," Scourge said, tightening his grip on Genji's neck. "He looks like a machine, and I hate machines."

Then from a doorway down the street appeared Zenyatta. He was glowing bright yellow with four extra arms emerging from his body as the nine Orbs circled around him creating a globe-shaped aura. McCree got out of the way as Zenyatta hovered over the car and right into Scourge.

"Pass into the Iris," Zenyatta said as Scourge was thrown back and Genji was released.

Stunned, Hanzo dropped his bow and caught Genji mid-fall.

"Victory!" Athena suddenly announced.

"The game's over, and we defeated Scourge!" Tracer cried out joyfully.

"But not the game," Widowmaker said, appearing out of an alcove next to the circular parking-lot.

"Widowmaker!" Tracer exclaimed. "Where were you the whole time?"

"Hiding," Widowmaker shrugged. "Since the Payload did not reach the Numbani Heritage Museum's parking-lot, my team automatically wins."

"But it's so close," Tracer argued, seeing the car was right on the parking-lot's edge.

"Let's discuss victories back at the school," McCree said, picking up the Doomfist Gauntlet. "Will someone run this inside while I restrain Scourge?"

"I'll do it!" Tracer said, raising her hand.

"Fine," McCree replied, tossing the Doomfist Gauntlet in Tracer's direction.

"No!" Scourge shouted, getting up. "The Doomfist Gauntlet is mine!"

"Bomb's away!"

A hand-grenade suddenly bounced off the pavement and exploded in Scourge's face causing him to fall and writhe in pain. As Tracer caught the Doomfist Gauntlet, which was surprisingly light, she saw D. Va standing behind the car in her newly repaired MEKA with Junkrat standing on top.

"Aw, looks like we missed the party," Junkrat said, watching as Zenyatta turned his attention to healing the other students with the yellow aura still around him.

"No fair!" D. Va whined from inside the cockpit. "Now I feel stupid for not kicking you off sooner, junk boy!"

"I'm a Junker, not a junk boy!" Junkrat shouted as he stomped his foot on MEKA's head. "Get it right, you little Gremlin."

Angered, D. Va caused one of MEKA's arms to fling Junkrat off. Fortunately, he caught himself and landed on his real foot.

"Much obliged," McCree nodded in Junkrat's direction. Then he walked over to Scourge. "You, on the other hand, are under arrest."

"You can't bind me," Scourge said, getting to his feet with a scorched face. "Not when I'm armed with my Gauntlet."

"My gift to you," Widowmaker said as she tossed a spider-shaped object onto Scourge's Gauntlet which exploded in a puff of gas causing him to pass out.

"What'd you hit him with?" McCree said as Tracer Blinked up to the museum's doors.

"A Venom Mine," Widowmaker responded casually. "If he's taken to a hospital in the next couple minutes, he'll live."

To be continued…