My Uncle's Team

Chap 4

"Huh. It looks like we're going back to Australia after all." Roadhog said, but his mask made it hard to understand him. Yet the Medic and Heavy understood him perfectly.

"YES! A fellow Aussie. What's his name?" Junkrat asked, excited.

"His name is Rick Mundy. But he prefers Sniper." Heavy answered.

"And he's not technically Australian. It's a long story, but he does consider himself an Australian." Medic added.

"In which part of Australia does he live?" Soldier 76 asked.

"He does not live in any towns. Sniper prefers the solitude of his family's house out on the farms." Heavy answered.

"Then how are we supposed to find him?" Ana asked.

"Don't worry. We have the coordinates as we've been there a couple of times in the past." Medic answered while pulling out a piece of paper with coordinates on it.

"Hmm." Tracer said after blinking and taking the paper.

"Something wrong, Tracer?" Mercy asked.

"Nothing's wrong, love. But we're going to need to postpone the trip for tomorrow. The coordinates here say their teammate lives on the east side of Australia, and we don't have enough fuel to get there."

"We did spend a lot of fuel today. I think it would be best if we wait until tomorrow. Plus, it would give us a chance to rest, relax and grab some supplies." Brigitte added.

"That would be wise, considering what we are up against." Ana agreed.

"Alright, then. Let's head to the Orca and return to base." Reaper said with everyone nodding.

"Oh, can I-" Tracer began.

"Sure. you can bring Emily." Soldier 76 answered, knowing that Tracer wouldn't be able to sleep tonight without having nightmares about Emily getting hurt.

"Thanks, dad." And in a blink, Tracer disappeared and reappeared with a shocked, confused, and slightly scared Emily.

"Okay. Now that we have everything let's get going. Talon won't be far behind, and I have no doubt they have sent reinforcements." Symmetra reminded as she and Sombra looked over all the data they gathered. Nodding, everyone headed back to the Orca and got on. Once the doors closed, Tracer blinked to the cockpit after ensuring Emily was secured. And after a few moments, they were heading back to Gibraltar. However, the trip was anything but silent, as everyone still had questions.

"So, uncle. What was that thing that made you glow red?" Zarya asked, curious and excited.

"Doctor." Heavy said, motioning for Medic to explain.

"As I said earlier, this is my Medi Gun. And what happened to us is called the Ubercharge, and it temporarily makes me and the one I'm healing invulnerable."

"You said earlier that modifications must be made for it to work." Ana reminded.

"Ah, yes. Typically, most hearts can't withstand the voltage output of the Medi Gun. So, I need to either make changes to their hearts or give them one that can withstand the voltage."

"What did you give my uncle?" Zarya asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, nothing serious or life-threatening. I only gave him a mega baboon heart." Medic answered, acting like it was the most normal thing he had ever done.

"WHAT!?" Everyone shouted.

"HOW IS HE ALIVE!? AN ANIMAL'S HEART IS INCOMPATIBLE WITH THAT OF A PERSON!" Mercy shouted, shocked.

"IS THAT EVEN MORALLY LEGAL!?" Mei asked.

"IT'S NOT!"

"It's morally wrong on many levels." Ana added. "He's practically playing God."

"But as I say, there is nothing wrong with playing god as long as you're good at it." Medic countered.

¿Estamos seguros de que fue una buena idea traer a este psicópata?" Sombra nervously asked.

"Wherever doctor goes, I go." Heavy announced, startling everyone else. They looked toward him and instantly knew that messing with the Medic would be unwise.

"Very well. Just try not to put any aminal body parts into any of us if you need to perform surgery on us." Mercy relented, still slightly disturbed at the whole thing.

"Very well." Medic agreed, pushing his glasses up his nose.

"You know, I'm curious. Since you managed to make an animal's heart work inside Heavy, what other scientific breakthroughs can you do." Lucio asked.

"Oh, many. Most of the procedures are far easier than one would expect. The only thing preventing most from delving into researching them is that it's either not an exact science, money reasons, or ethical reasons."

"Can you give us an example?" Reaper asked.

"An example." Medic said, trying to remember all the breakthroughs he had made in the last hundred years. But after a few seconds, he remembered one that gave him quite a chuckle. "I have the perfect one."

"Which is?" Cassidy asked, grabbing the nearby trash can.

"How many baboon uteri can fit into a human body."

Needless to say, there were not enough trash bins in the Orca or barf bags.

Three Hours Later

"Doctor." Heavy greeted his teammate.

"Mikhail." Medic greeted back as he moved to stand next to his friend.

They were currently at Gibraltar base's cliffside. After returning to base, and helping with the cleanup, Soldier 76 and Reaper showed Heavy and Medic to their respective rooms. Soldier and Reaper did apologize for the lack of amenities, but Heavy and Medic assured them that the rooms were okay as they weren't ones for heavily decorated rooms. And after informing the mercs about where everything is located, Soldier 76 and Reaper bid them goodnight before heading toward their rooms. Yet, Heavy and Medic did not go into their rooms right away. They knew there was still much they needed to discuss away from the others. However, they had to wait until everyone was asleep before they could begin.

"You're niece is certainly something."

"My little bear certainly is."

"And it seems like she found a family in this team and even found a love interest."

"With snow-themed girl, yes. I am proud she found a place she can call home away from Russia."

"Ah. Mikhail. Remember, the Soviet Union is gone. Russia is in a much better spot now. Still, not the best, but better than it used to be."

"I know. I just worry for my little bear."

"It's understandable, my dear friend. She might not be family by blood, but still family."

"Heh, heh. Whose blood do I even have?" Heavy asked, smirking as the memories of Medic constantly changing his blood with that of others and even animals resurfaced.

"Blood types. Blood from animals. Blood is blood, am I right?" Medic asked, chuckling as he remembered how he saved the lives of the other mercs by putting random blood back in their bodies. However, the mood turned tense afterward. "This is going to be the fight of our lives."

"It is, doctor. Even tougher than the robot wars and us battling the other classic mercs."

"But let's not forget about the Administrator." Heavy nodded as they knew very well how deceptive, manipulative, and resourceful the lady was. There was a damn good reason about how she managed to fool three generations of Red and Blu mercs into fighting each other without ever being caught.

"Right. She is dangerous. That's why we need the others' help." Heavy said before remembering something. "Do you think Ms. Pauling would help?"

"I doubt it. She was and still is loyal to the Administrator. Well, that is if she is still alive, considering all the enemies she made over the years."

"Looks like it will only be us, doctor."

"Seems that way, my friend. But here comes an important question."

"Which is?"

"Should we tell the others about the Administrator?"

"No. Too dangerous. They don't know her as we do. And even then, it's not much. They might even go try and find her when not ready."

"That is true. Plus, while we would shoot her on the spot or have Pyro burn her alive, the others would only arrest her and bring her in for interrogation. If that's the case, she would quickly escape."

"Indeed, Doctor."

"And what of the Australium and if we find any?"

"Destroy it. Too much trouble it has caused. Without it, the world would be the same but with one less weapon in it."

"Hopefully, the others feel the same."

"They will, doctor. Australium has ruined their lives like ours." At this point, they noticed that the sun was finally starting to rise. It soon dawned on both mercs that they had been talking for hours. But it didn't matter as they were used to having sleepless nights due to their jobs. Plus, they enjoyed their conversations with each other. However, they knew it would be a long day ahead and needed to prepare. With that in mind, the mercs went back to their room.

Eight Hours Later

"OH, BOY! It sure is great to be back home." Junkrat exclaimed as the Orca landed near Sniper's home.

"Uh, what's with all the pipes?" Torbjorn asked, curious as he eyed all the pipes that surrounded the cozy-looking home.

"Sniper likes to brew his family moonshine. He recently began to sell it to make a side profit whenever there is a decline in bounties." Medic explained as they exited the Orca.

"That's a lot of moonshine. He must make a killing." Cassidy said, pointing to the silos and barrels filled with moonshine.

"I wonder how it tastes. Must be good." Reinhardt wondered.

"Uh, ha. I would not recommend drinking any of the moonshines without diluting it first." Medic advised, remembering how corrosive the drink is and how only a few ounces managed to knock out Tavish. Granted, Sniper injected the stuff directly into his bloodline, but still.

"Is he even here, though?" Windowmaker asked, looking through the sniper's scope and not seeing any life.

"Maybe. Maybe. Sniper does go on bounties, and he loves his work." Heavy answered.

"So we came all the way here for nothing?" Pharah asked.

"Hold on, Pharah. Let's search the place first before coming to any conclusion." Ana warned.

"Yeah. Last one to find him is-Ow." Tracer began but stopped and grunted in pain when Medic hit her with the handle of his Ubersaw. "Ow. Why did you do that?"

"For your own safety."

"What do you mean safety?" Winston asked, curious but also not liking anyone hitting his best friend.

"Sniper will hear her coming before she sees him. And if that happens, *AHEM* Let's just say the end result won't be pretty. Or sanitary." Medic explained, wincing as he remembered the times the enemy Sniper covered him in Jarate.

"Then how should we approach without him attacking us?" Symmetra asked.

"I could use my infra-sight to see if he is here." Widowmaker suggested.

"Or I could fire my sonic arrows." Hanzo added.

"Those will help." Heavy said before motioning for them to continue.

"Through the eyes of the dragon." Hanzo said as he fired a sonic arrow at the house.

"Personne n'échappe à mon regard." Widowmaker said as her visor came over her face.

"Do you two see anything?" Reaper asked.

"No. He is not there." Hanzo answered.

"And no heat signatures are coming from underground either." Widowmaker added.

"Well, this was a bust and waste of time." huffed.

"Where could he have gone?" Mercy asked.

"Honestly, anywhere. Sniper takes hits from all over the world." Medic answered.

"Great." Roadhog said, annoyed.

"We can't search all over the world for him. We need to draw him out." Soldier 76 added. "Anyone has any ideas?"

"Perhaps a bounty could lure him out?" Genji suggested.

"You said he takes hits, right? What kind? Politicians, criminals, scumbags? And the reward? What should it be?" Sombra asked, bringing up a screen with her technology.

"Poachers. Sniper hates them most due to past run-ins with some." Heavy answered.

"Alright. Notorious poachers were spotted in the town of Gold Coast. And the reward?"

"Australium." Medic answered, surprising the Overwatch members.

"Wouldn't a different reward be better, considering that would attract Talon as well?" Torbjorn asked.

"We know, but over time, Sniper became a bit picky in what hits he takes. Australium is the only guaranteed way to get him to come quickly."

"Alright. Type in the date, make it look authentic, and done. Hit job is online." Sombra said while making the screens disappear. "What now?"

"Well, since we don't know how long it will take-" Reaper began before Heavy interrupted him.

"Won't take long. Sniper is professional with standards and a way to get around."

"How long?" Ana asked.

"Six to eight hours."

"Hmm. Not enough time to get back to base, and it would be a waste of fuel if we did." Reaper growled. "Alright. I think it would be best to head to the town and wait for him there."

"But it won't be a mini-vacation." Soldier 76 quickly added, knowing how some of the younger members would react.

"Aw." They said, causing everyone else to chuckle or groan. They then boarded the Orac and headed to the town to wait for Sniper to show.

Four Hours Later

"You ever been here, Mikhail?" Medic asked his friend while taking a shot of beer. Despite Soldier 76 and Reaper saying it would not be a mini-vacation, the young ones eventually won them over. The cool air and beautiful day did help.

"To this town, no. To Australia after the incident, yes." Heavy said as he ate his sandwich.

"It is a nice town. But a bit too big for my liking."

"And I prefer cooler climates. Doesn't mean Heavy doesn't like warm weather with nice beach nearby."

"Excuse me, Mercs." Mercy said, getting their attention. Turning to the side, they saw Zarya, Mercy, Ana, Symmetra, and Torbjorn sitting down across from them.

"Yes?" Medic asked as he and Heavy sat up straight.

"We wanted to ask you a bit more about your adventures, your Medi Gun, and your teammate, the Sniper." Symmetra answered.

"What would you like to know first?" Heavy asked.

"About Medic's Medi Gun." Zarya answered.

"Alright. What would you like to know?" Medic asked.

"How did you invent it?" Symmetra asked, curious.

"Oh, that is a long and funny story. Too long, in fact. I'll tell you all when we have more time."

"Are you able to recreate it if it gets destroyed?" Torbjorn asked.

"Yes. I have done so several times in the past. It may be sturdy, but it's far from indestructible."

"Have you created others like it? And if so, are their Ubercharges the same?" Ana asked.

"Yes, I have created others. But their Ubercharges function differently than my Medi Gun."

"Can you tell us what they can do or show us how you made them?" Mercy asked, curious. Despite hating the fact that in order for someone to receive the benefits of an Ubercharge, they needed to have their heart replaced, she begrudgingly admits that the healing rate and overheal were valuable.

"Another time."

"What else?" Heavy asked.

"What's your wildest adventure that you still have a hard time believing happened?" Zarya asked, a glimmer in her eyes as she patiently waited for her uncle to tell her a non-disgusting story.

"Story even Heavy has trouble believing. That would be our fight with the Mutated Bread Monster."

"Mutated Bread Monster. That sounds like something out of a science fiction movie." said as she and some other Overwatch members walked up to them, now curious.

"It does sound like one, but it is true." Medic said, smirking. While the experience wasn't fun, he certainly does look back at it with a chuckle.

"How did it happen?" Winston asked.

"Ah, well, you see. Another teammate and I were testing a contraption of his. And after some tests with bread, we determined that it gave you lethal cancer in the form of many tumors. After deducing that we only had three days left to live, everyone set out to accomplish what was on their bucket list. One of our teammates decided to spend his final days transporting bread. But after a while, on our supposed last day, we discovered that the contraption only gave cancer to bread and not to people."

"So what happened next? What caused the Bread Monster?" Zenyatta asked, his metallic voice sounding intrigued.

"Ah, something very interesting happened. The tumors weren't actually cancer, nor were they tumors. They were a mutation. It brought the bread to life but also made it very hostile."

"But as long as kept in jar, it was harmless and almost fun to mess with." Heavy added.

"But all the bread our teammate was transporting had the mutation as well. And when the mutation was complete, the loaves of bread came together and formed into one giant bread monster with tentacles and teeth. From there, you can all guess what happened next."

"It became the giant Mutated Bread Monster you all had to put down." Genji said.

"Precisely."

"Was it tough to put down?" Zarya asked.

"More than you can imagine, little bear." Heavy answered, still surprised after all these years at how durable the bread monster was.

"How did you kill it?" Reinhardt asked, genuinely curious about their fight and thankful it wasn't one of Medic's operations.

"Pinned it down and traped it. Another teammate and ally we knew wired an explosion powerful enough to destroy it." Heavy answered.

"And they say explosions don't fix everything." Junkrat said while letting out a cackle. However, a nearby car exploding cut him off.

"TAKE COVER! IT'S THE DEADLOCK GANG!" Cassidy shouted before he fired six shots. Not needing to be told twice, everyone dove to cover. And everyone near Medic and Heavy got an overheal to protect them should any stray debris or bullets hit them.

"Deadlock Gang?" Heavy asked, confused. He might have traveled all over the world, but that did not mean he knew everything.

"And Talon agents, apparently." Cassidy said as he dove next to Medic.

"Can you go back to the Deadlock Gang? We don't know much about them." Medic asked.

"You don't." Brigitte asked, surprised.

"We have little interest in events that do not pertain to us. And we try to keep ourselves hidden from others." Heavy explained, causing everyone to nod in understanding.

"Well, for starters, the Deadlock Gang is a gang of outlaws, bandits, and terrorists who terrorize the southern United States and commit various crimes from theft to weapon trafficking."

"Soldier would love to meet them personally." Medic commented, getting a chuckle from Heavy. Heavy might despise his brother-in-law for marrying his sister and being an annoying ass, but he knew that Soldier, and he shared a common hatred for terrorists.

"Anyway. Anything of value, you have it; they want it. And it seems like they decided to take their operations outside of America."

'I thought you and the senior Overwatch members arrested them?' asked over the comms as she and a few other members returned fire on the Deadlock Gang.

"We got the majority of them at the time." Cassidy corrected. "Ashe and many others managed to escape. And it seems like they not only got fresh recruits but Talon on their payroll as well."

'Less talking! More shooting!' Reaper interjected over the radio, with shotgun sounds coming right after.

"YES! SOME HELP WOULD BE APPRECIATED!" Reinhardt shouted. Peeking around their cover, everyone saw that Reinhardt, , Winston, and Orisa were in the front lives protecting everyone with their shields and returning fire. And each time a shield failed, Zarya used her spare particle cannon to give them temporary protection.

"Doctor." Heavy said, turning to Medic.

"Let's go dominate these, schweinhunds." Medic said with a grin that sent shivers down everyone's spine.

With a smirk from the Heavy, they left their cover and joined the others in returning fire against the Deadlock Gang and Talon. And as soon as they were out in the open, Heavy began to fire Sasha while Medic quickly healed the others' injuries. In mere moments, everyone was back in top shape, with others now joining the fight. Yet, despite everyone now free of injuries, they could not break through the lines. However, that quickly changed when Medic Ubercharged Heavy and a few other Overwatch members used their ultimates. With the sudden burst in power, the Mercs and Overwatch managed to overpower Talon and force them to retreat. But neither Talon nor the Deadlock Gang would go down without attempting to take an Overwatch member out.

"WATCH OUT!" Soldier 76 shouted as the last three Heavy Talon Units lined up their weapons. Typically, Talon Heavy Units had Gatling guns on their arms. However, this time they had anti-tank missiles courtesy of the Deadlock Gang. And the Overwatch members were their targets.

"FOCUS FIRE ON THOSE BIG GUYS!" Torbjorn shouted as he fired his rivet gun while his sentry gun provided additional damage. But it was too late as the Heavy Units finished lining up. Knowing this, everyone who could bring up a shield did so, including Medic, which surprised everyone. However, to everyone's horror, only one Talon Heavy Unit fired the missiles at them as the other two adjusted their aim to fire at two scared children.

"TRACER!" Soldier 76 shouted, silently telling her to save the kids. But, to their horror, Tracer's chronal accelerator was offline and charging.

"I GOT THEM!" shouted as she piloted her mech to stand in front of the kids while using her defense matrix to block the missiles. But it didn't last long as 's defense matrix ran out of battery, leaving her, her mech, and the kids vulnerable. Yet, without hesitation, launched the mech at the Heavy Units while activating her mech's self-destruct feature. The result was the Heavy Units dead and the children safe.

'Hana. Are you and the kids okay?' Mercy asked over the radio.

'We're fine. The kids are scared but otherwise uninjured.' answered before they heard the sounds of her assuring the kids that everything would be all right.

But as the Mercs could testify, life has a way of disastrously proving someone wrong.

'HANA! GET OUT OF THERE! TALON SNIPERS AND ASSASSINS HEADING YOUR WAY!' Ana shouted over the radio.

"It looks like Talon sent in reinforcements. And each one of seems like they could use a good explosion." Junkrat said as he fired grenades and mines at the assassin units to dissuade them from getting too close to and the kids.

' . Talon has got you nearly pinned. Hanzo, Ana, and Widowmaker will keep you covered while the rest of us force Talon back.' Soldier 76 assured through the radio before turning around to face the buildings behind everyone. "You three got that?"

'We got it, 76.' Ana answered before firing her biotic rifle and taking out a Talon Sniper.

"Little Bear." Heavy said, getting Zarya's attention.

"Yes?"

"Can you give little ones a shield?"

"I can only give myself and someone else one shied at a time. But if they can huddle close together, the kids can share a shield."

"And what about the mech pilot?" Medic asked.

'Don't worry about me. Just give the kids a shield.' answered over the radio before firing her blaster.

"Alright. Barriers' on you. GO!" Zarya shouted as she moved behind Reinhardt's shield to give the kids a barrier.

"Come on." said as she guided the kids out of cover and toward safety. But as soon as they left their cover, a Talon assassin unit changed direction and headed for them.

"SHIT! ! WATCH OUT!" Genji warned. Not wasting a moment, shoved the kids forward before turning around with her blaster at the ready. But she realized it wouldn't matter as the Talon assassin had already lunged toward her. Closing her eyes, prepared for her demise as the Talon assassin unit neared her while two Talon Snipers lined up to shoot her in the head. But she snapped them open when the sounds of a sniper rifle echoed in her ear with the Talon assassin and sniper units falling to the ground dead. briefly thought that Widowmaker saved her but knew that wasn't the case as Widowmaker's gun was nearly silent. And the voice that followed soon after only confirmed her suspicions.

"I'M GUNNIN' FOR YA, YOU FILTHY TALON MONGRELS!"

"Sniper!" Heavy shouted, glad to hear the voice of his teammate.

"Is that you're teammate?" Mercy asked, looking at the figure waving in the distance.

"He is."

*BAM*

"WELL, SIGNAL TO HIM TO KEEP UP THE PRESSURE!" Reaper shouted as Reinhardt and Orisa moved forward to grab and protect the children. Nodding, Medic and Heavy signaled to Sniper to continue firing while they used Ubercharge to clear out the remaining hostiles.

Ten Minutes Later

"Ah. Good to see you, Sniper." Heavy said as the Sniper walked up to them.

"Hey there, big guy. Good to see you too." Sniper said as he shook Heavy's massive hand before turning to Medic. "What's up, Doc?"

"Oh, you know. A Little healing here, a little experimentation there, and a few hidden corpses sprinkled about, the usual."

"Still bringing people back from the dead or filling them with baboon uteri?" Sniper asked, chuckling.

"Unfortunately, no. There has been a decline in available baboons and willing test subjects."

"Ah, never change, doc. And what about you, lug head? What have you been up to?"

"Heavy has traveled world. Killed bad men whenever and wherever they appeared. Not much else." Heavy answered with a shrug.

"I bet. But is this the reason why you both came to Australia and set up this fake hit ad? Or did you both come just to visit?" Sniper asked, bringing up a phone and showing them the online ad.

"Only way to get you to come on such short notice. We tried your home but didn't see you there." Medic explained.

"And it's a little bit of both. To see old teammate again and because of something that came up." Heavy added.

"I'm guessing it has to do with Australium. Otherwise, Talon wouldn't have come." Sniper said, kicking the dead Talon assassin. Similar to the two dozen other Talon assassins and snipers, this one had a bullet in its head. Twenty-four targets. Twenty-four successful hits with no shots wasted.

"That would be correct. Talon has already found a way to utilize Australium to power their machines." Soldier 76 answered as he and Reaper walked up to them.

"And who are you blokes exactly?" Sniper asked, getting kukri out.

"I'm Soldier 76, and this is Reaper. We're part of Overwatch."

"Overwatch, eh. I thought those devils that call themselves politicians shut you down."

"They did. But we reformed a while ago." Reaper explained.

"That's good. This world could always use some light with how dark it gets. But either way, what brings you all to Australia?"

"We're getting the team back together, Sniper. Talon not only has their claws on Australium, but we fear they might soon, if they don't already have, gain the support of the TFC Medic and TFC Engineer." Medic answered.

"So what do you say? Up to join the team again?" Heavy asked, causing Sniper to think about it for a moment before smiling.

"Ah, what the hell. Sure. It'll be great to be a team again and pick off these Talon wankers." Sniper answered before tensing. "Just asking. But, any chance you picked up that snake yet?"

"No." Heavy answered while Medic shook his head.

"What are you talking about?" Tracer asked, curious.

"Someone's stalking around here like a damn snake, ya little ankle biter." Sniper answered while taking out a jar containing a yellow liquid.

"Augh. What's that?" Symmetra asked, disgusted by the smell.

"This will be fun." Medic said, smirking as Sniper found the source.

"JARATE!" Sniper shouted as the jar flew and landed next to a broken table. The contents of the jar spilled out, covering and revealing a disgusted Sombra who looked close to passing out.

"¿¡QUÉ DEMONIOS ES ESTO!? Creo que voy a enfermar." Sombra said, despertly trying not to vomit.

"Huh. Guess it wasn't a snake. Sorry love." Sniper said, wincing a bit.

"You know what. I'm not even going to ask at this point. And I have a feeling it's only going to get stranger," Ana said, waving her hand in front of her nose.

"But when we do get back to base. I'm going to need you, Sniper, to come to my office. That was an inhumane amount of pee in that jar." Mercy said in a tone that said there would be no arguing.

"Alright. But please, call me Mr. Mundy when we are not in the field. Easier that way for all of us." Sniper said, tipping his hat.

"Very well."

"Uh, before we go looking for their next teammates, can we head home so I can take a shower. I desperately need one and some disinfectant." Sombra asked. But as soon as she finished, she could no longer hold it back and ran to the nearest trash can to vomit.

"Speaking of which, which teammate are we looking for next, and where are they?" Reaper asked, struggling to resist the urge of shooting Sniper for covering Sombra with piss. Sniper, Medic, and Heavy looked at each other before nodding.

"Our next teammate is..."