First off, sorry about the title of the second chapter, it was supposed to be just 'Overpower'. Now, let's review the reviewer:

Victor157: Thanks for the review, and I did try my best to present Cole as you made him.

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Overwatch: The Samurai

Chapter Three: Recall

The duo arrived at an old abandoned warehouse, parking his motorcycle, as Gabe looked at the warehouse in awe.

"What's this place?" He asked "Your ninja hideout?"

"Not really." Jet chuckled, pulling out the bag with the peanut butter and bananas from the cubby hole "An old friend of mine lives here. Come on."

The two walked down several hallways, Gabe noticing several cameras and several motion sensors scattered about. They then entered a dark open room with several bits of tech scattered on the tables.

"Your friend must be some sort of scientist, huh?" Gabe asked.

Before Jet could answer, a large gorilla, wearing glasses and space armor jumped down in front of them and roared at them, causing Gabe to hide behind Jet, while Jet just stood there, unflinching. After a good few minutes, Jet simply chuckled.

"Is that really how you greet your visitors, Winston?" Jet chuckled "And besides, you're scaring the poor lad."

"Why are you talking to a gorilla?" Gabe asked, a tad bit afraid.

"Relax, kid." Jet chuckled "Besides, he's just being paranoid. Right, Winston?"

The gorilla glared at him, before letting out a laugh, as he slapped Jet on the back, whose knees buckled a bit by the impact, but quickly straightened out.

"Sorry about that." Winston chuckled "You can't be too careful. Half the security cameras are barely functioning, from the small amount of power, so the only functional security I have are the motion sensors."

"I understand, old friend." Jet shrugged "I actually had a bit of a run in with Talon on the way here."

"I can tell." Winston nodded, looking towards Gabe "Who's the boy?"

"Him? His name's Gabe." Jet shrugged "I came across him and Cole, with some Talon fools, plus Road Hog, bullying them, so I figured I'd teach Talon some manners."

"I see." Winston mused "I could've sworn he might have been your kid."

"Come on, Winston," Jet frowned "Do you honestly think I'm ready for kids yet? I haven't even asked Tracer for marriage yet."

"That's true." Winston chuckled "You're not quite mature enough to be a father quite yet."

"Well, that's your opinion." Jet shrugged "Nonetheless, I've brought you something."

As soon as Jet flashed the bananas and jars of peanut butter, Winston's eyes widened, then swiped the bag filled with the goodies and tossed it onto his second-floor workstation. Winston then jumps on his tire swing, while Jet simply took the stairs, leaving Gabe downstairs to gaze at the technology on the table, while Jet talked to Winston along the way.

"So, how's the shield projecting generator coming along?" Jet asked.

"Still not working correctly." Winston groaned "I swear, it's like something in my head that's holding me back!"

"Like me, trying to come up with a new sword design." Jet joked "I know exactly how you feel."

Reaching Winston's office, Athena's logo appears on one of the screens and her voice is heard.

"Jet, could you please convince Winston to take a break from his work?" Athena declared "It's been forty three days, seven hours, and twenty nine seconds, since his last cardio workout."

"You know she's just trying to keep you in shape, right?" Jet chuckled, as Winston opened the peanut butter jar with his mouth, and grabbing a banana "After all, a healthy body is-"

"A healthy mind, I know." Winston rolled his eyes, holding up the opened peanut butter jar "That's why I have this."

Spitting the lid out, as it rolled onto a pile of other lids, then Jet pulled up a chair and sat next to Winston, who sat in a tire, as Winston cracks his feet knuckles, turning on the news for the day, while snacking on his 'healthy diet'. Jet watched as the news anchor talk about the Russian-Omnic Conflict reaching over hundreds of thousands of casualties, then saw as Winston let out an angry huff, as he typed several keys into his computer, pulling up a hologram of the Overwatch logo, with the words 'Initiate Overwatch Recall?' and the options Y and N, as Winston's finger hovers over the Y option, as Jet let out a sigh.

"Are you really going to do it, old friend?" Jet asked "To recall the other Overwatch agents would be a great risk, especially with that damned Petras Act."

"I know. You're right." Winston sighed, slumping in his chair "That's the way it has to be. Still, I do miss the good old days."

He looked to the left, at the pictures he had put up on the wall, thinking back on his earlier years. Jet got up and walked over to one of the pillars, pulling out a photo, of him and Tracer, holding each other lovingly, as a smile came upon his face.

"Ah, Tracer." Jet sighed, gazing at the photo "I look forward to seeing you again."

"Hey, ninja man." Gabe called, coming up the stairs, noticing the photo in Jets hand "Who's that?"

"This?" Jet chuckled, holding up the photo "This is my girl, Tracer. She just so happens to be another member of Overwatch."

"Tracer?" Gabe repeated "You mean the former pilot lady? The one who moves really fast?"

"Yeah, that's her." Jet nodded "She was one of the top hot shot pilots in all of Britain. She was chosen to be the pilot of the newest teleporting fighter jet, the Slipstream. However, during the first flight, the aircraft's teleportation matrix malfunctioned and it disappeared, and Lena was presumed dead."

"Sounds awful." Gabe said "It must've hurt you pretty bad, huh?"

"Actually, it was before we even met." Jet continued "She reappeared several months later, but she was suffering from something called chronal disassociation, which causes her molecules to be desynchronized from the flow of time, making her disappear for hours, days, even months at a time. Until Winston built a chronal accelerator, which kept Tracer anchored in the present."

"Wow." Gabe said in awe "So, how did you two meet?"

"Funny you should ask." Jet chuckled "You see-"

Suddenly, the alarm started blaring, as Winston and Jet looked at the monitor, the 'Intruder Alert' warning flashing on the screen.

"Talon." Winston growled, removing his glasses "Athena, kill the lights."

The lights went out, as they saw Talon soldiers approach through the doorway.

"Think you'll handle this little rabble?" Jet smirked, drawing his sword "I'll fine the honcho leading them."

"Do what you can." Winston growled, cricking his neck "Time for some action."

"Agreed." Jet nodded, as the two vanished into the shadows, leaving Gabe to look on.

As the group of Talon soldiers entered, rifles drawn, looking for their target, when a banana peel landed in front of them, then Winston landed it the middle of them, punching one of them, then grabbed two of them and slammed them into one another.

Jet watched from the shadows, but then spots someone on the balcony above.

"Now who's this?" Jet thought, as the cloaked figure entered Winston's computer room "That doesn't look good."

The stranger, known only as Reaper, attaches a device to one of the computer servers.

"Didn't your mom and dad teach you it's not nice to hack someone's personal archives?"

Reaper slowly turned his masked head, spotting Jet, who simply leaded against the doorway, arms crossed and a cocky grin across his face.

"You." Reaper growled, as he faced him.

"Don't ya recognize me?" Jet declared, with a wide grin on his face "I'm your conscious."

"Nope." Reaper bluntly said, pulling out his hellfire shotguns "Don't have one."

Reaper opened fire, only for Jet to draw out his katana, deflecting the shots with ease, but as he inched closer to his opponent, Reaper reached at him, only for Jet to grab his arm, then hurled him out the window, then destroyed the device, then went after him to the room below, but Reaper vanished, before reappearing on the other side of the room before opening fire once again, backing Jet up a bit, before shooting a space capsule over Jet, which lands on him.

"JET!" Winston gasped, seeing the space capsule land on top of Jet, before charging at Reaper, knocking him away, causing Reaper to disappear in a puff of smoke, fleeing.

Winston then ran to Jet's side, lifting the capsule off of him, helping him to his feet.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"I'm fine." Jet groaned, still keeping that cocky smile "What about Reaper?"

"Gone, I'm afraid." Winston frowned "But right now, we must tend to Athena's systems!"

The two then ran to the computer room, Winston typing in the console, before the power went down, as the two were shocked.

"Athena?" Winston called "Athena!?"

The power came back on, Athena rebooted and her logo appears on the screen.

"Virus quarantined." Athena declared "I'm running diagnostics."

The two let out a sigh of relief, as the computer screens returned to their state, then the 'Initiate Overwatch Recall?' prompt appears on the screen before Winston. Winston gazed at the prompt, as Jet put a hand on his shoulder.

"So are we really doing this?" Jet asked "Are we finally going to recall Overwatch?"

"A wise man once told me something important," Winston declared, smiling "Never accept the world as it appears to be. Dare to see it for what it could be." He then turned to Jet "Would you like to have the honor of recalling the team?"

"Me?" Jet asked "You want ME to initiate the recall?"

"Of course." Winston nodded "When Jack first recruited you, despite your mercenary status; I knew he saw something in you. You were the best agent he ever recruited into Overwatch, so I think he'd be proud that his best student would take his place as leader."

Jet thought about this. He was aware of the risks of bringing back Overwatch, like persecution and possibly losing Tracer. But the risks of NOT bringing back Overwatch was far greater, and Talon would be free to cause more havoc and pain to many innocent people. Knowing that the only way to stop Talon is to reform Overwatch, Jet solemnly nodded.

"Alright." He sighed "I'll do it."

"That's the spirit." Winston smiled.

Jet approached the console, then pressed the 'Y' option, then a holographic globe appears, and several locations are marked on it.

"Establishing agent connections." Athena declared.

"So, we're finally doing this then?" Jet gulped nervously.

"Yes, we are." Winston declared, donning his armor and jump pack "And this time, you will be bringing Overwatch back to its former glory."

Jet nodded, as the profiles of other Overwatch agents flashed by, before stopping at Tracer, who opens a call.

"Winston? Is that you, love?" She says, happy "A-ha! It's been too long!"

"Yes." Winston smiles, putting on his glasses "Yes it has. I also have a friend with me."

"Guess who it is." Jet smiled.

"Jet, is that you?!" Tracer gasped "Oh my God, it's so good to hear your voice again, love!"

"You too, babe." Jet smiled "And I'm looking forward to seeing you again."

The fight was won, but the war is only beginning. The risks are high, but Jet must rebuild Overwatch and bring Talon down once and for all.

And here's the new chapter! Sorry if it took me a while to upload this chapter, I've been so busy with work, but you guys have been showing so much support and it really motivates me to keep writing, so thanks for the support. Anyways, hope you enjoy the new chapter and be sure to review!