(I'M AWARE THAT I MISSED THIS UPLAOD YESTERDAY! I'M SO SORRY, IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN!)
I know the story is starting slow, and for that I apologies. I'm also sorry about how slow this updates. Collage is my number one priority at the moment. I may update my story schedule soon, but for now it's like this. Ok, enough rambling. Reviews and constructive criticism is welcome. Enjoy!
Chapter 3
Tracer happily bounced along the path, Winston behind her dragging his stuff. The sky was darkening, and stars had began to peak out from behind the clouds. They had been travelling for a few days, knowing it'd be a long trip. Winston repeatedly asked if they could use a vehicle, but Athena and Tracer wanted him to get some exercise.
"We'd be there by now you know." Winston said.
"But we now get to see the sights." Tracer replied happily, still skipping. "Come on, enjoy the trip."
"Remember what our plan is Lena." Winston reminded her.
Tracer sighed. "Yeah, yeah. Help in Egypt, get "Pharah" and "Mercy" back, looking for Reinhardt and hopefully find Genji and Torbjorn along the way. But even so," She looked up towards the gorrila. "That's only seven of us. We can't fight Talon like that, can we."
Winston looked at her for a moment before pulling out the tablet Athena was on. "I've thought about that. This trip will be more then Egypt. All across the world, people are doing things. A small girl in Numbani has created a defence robot after Doomfist attacked it. Her technology could be useful. Jessie, who was part of Commander Reyes' Blackwatch group, has gone back to America. He's a possibility. And I'm sure we can find more people willing to join." Winston looked at Tracer for her opinion.
"I'm sure there are loads of people willing to help!" She said excitedly. "And I really want to go to Numbani. It's so hi-tech and beautiful. Can we go? Please?"
"Sure." Winston chuckled. "For now, let's keep going."
It took days to get to Egypt. After arriving in a small town near the edge of the country, Winston sat down and whined.
"That took forever."
"But we made it!" Tracer said enthusiastically. "Here, there's a place we can stay here. And tomorrow we can see the temple up the street. Then we ca-"
"Please, Lena. Our mission." Winston raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, duh." Tracer smiled. "Here, let me talk to the innkeeper. I'll get us a place to stay." She blinked across the small market and began talking to a man.
"This is why you needed exercise." Athena said from her tablet.
"Not that much. I handled Talon fine." Winston grunted back.
"If there were more, it could've been dangerous."
"You said that abo-" Winston stopped, looking at Tracer. He couldn't help but notice the man she was talking to look her up and down. Not surprising, Tracer was in her signature clothes she wore into fights. Meaning it was skin tight, something the man was smirking at. Winston growled.
"She's fine." Athena brought him back to his senses. "She isn't the girl you knew, she's grown up."
"He still shouldn't be staring." Winston huffed.
"Who shouldn't?" Winston didn't even notice the former pilot return. Her head was slightly tilted as she looked at him.
The gorilla jumped to his feet in surprise. "Er, nothing. Haha, get our place?"
Tracer nodded. "Yep, just in here. We can stay until morning." Winston smiled at her before she lead the way through the circular door. It was dimly lit, with lots of cushions covering the floor. There was a second floor above, which Winston instantly jumped to.
"Guess down here is mine?" Tracer called up.
Winston stretched out before replying. "Yep. Tomorrow we head to the temple and look around. We'll also as where we can find the way to the fighting going on."
"Sounds like a plan."
After resting through the night, Tracer and Winston were ready to look around. Leaving the small inn, they headed along the main path towards the Temple of Anubis.
"It's huge." Tracer gasped, looking up at it. "Amazing."
"Want a closer look?" Winston asked. Tracer didn't answer, but instead blinked over to it until she was directly in front of it.
"Whoa." She breathed, looking at it in awe.
"This way to go inside." Winston went right, heading in through a side door. Once inside, they saw ancient pots and carvings on the wall, sand covering a lot of the floor.
"How old is this place?" Tracer questioned, running her hand along the wall.
"No one knows." Winston shrugged.
"Can we figure that out after this mess?"
"Why not." Winston chuckled. He turned towards the door before stopping, staring at a woman, who was staring right back.
"Winston?" She asked in surprise.
"Fareeha?" Winston asked, equally shocked. The woman ran over and gave him a tight hug.
"What on earth are you doing here?" She said happily. "Why are yo- Lena?"
"Fareeha!" Tracer cried. She ran over and gave Pharah a hug, squeezing the life out of her. "Good to see you love. What are the chances you'd be here!"
"You both are here! Why?" Pharah asked again.
"To help you." Tracer said as if it were obvious. "We heard your army needed help, so we came."
"A few other reasons as well, we must admit." Winston nervously pushed up his glasses. "But for now, that's our priority."
"Thank you." Pharah smiled. "We must hurry though. I left Angela with them, but I need to get back."
Once again sorry this wasn't up yesterday. I guess it slipped past me. I really shouldn't miss uploads, I don't post these frequently anyway. I won't miss next time, I promise!