And we're back! I'm impressed that I've been uploading this on time, and I'm even more impressed with the support it's gettjng. Thank you to everyone who's reviewed so far. Also, Brigitte is Hero 27! Can't wait to play her! Reviews and constructive critisicm is welcome. Enjoy!

Chapter 13

"Zenyatta?" Mercy asked.

"Yes." Genji nodded. Everyone was sitting in the dojo, with Orisa standing guard outside. Mercy had taken the time to patch everyone up, especially Genji, who was covered in bandages. Tracer and Winston had a few bruises, while Pharah seemed unharmed.

"Who's Zenyatta?" Tracer questioned.

"My mentor. The one who helped me after Overwatch." Genji replied. "He's an Omnic, on the path to enlightenment. He was the one who taught me to accept my new body."

"Do you know where he is?" Winston asked quickly.

Genji shook his head. "No. I left him a few years ago. However, he does often visit the Omnic temples in Nepal."

"Omnic temples?" Pharah put a hand on her chin. "I have heard of them. I thought they'd been abandoned?"

"Indeed. I believe only Zenyatta and a few others even know it exists anymore. I'm impressed." Genji smiles beneath his mask.

"So next stop is Nepal?" Tracer looked up at Winston.

"I guess so, although I'm still concerned no one answered my distress call." Winston was biting his lip in thought. "I assume at least Reinhardt would've called back."

"Not Torbjorn?"

"I believe Torbjorn is done with fighting. He's an engineer, not a soldier." Winston sighed.

"So it's Nepal next." Mercy stated. "Everyone, get some rest. Tomorrow we leave."

"Everyone, I'd like to introduce Hanzo." Moira announced, entering the room. The bowman walked by her, studying who was in the room. His stomach churned at the sight of his new acquaintances. A man dressed in all black with a skull mask, a woman with blue skin, a skinny man who was playing with what seemed to be grandes, a large man sharpening a hook and a woman analysing something on a computer.

"Who... are you all?" Hanzo said slowly, the grip on his bow tightening.

"Talon." Moira said simply.

"Right... now, where is the evidence that my brother attacked me." Hanzo snapped.

"Calm down." The woman on the computer sighed. Sombra smirked at him. "I have I all here. Come look at what the cameras picked up."

"My, temple doesn't have... cameras." Hanzo narrowed his eyes.

"I know. But Overwatch decided it was best to keep an eye on you. So, your brother installed them. We nabbed them after we saved you."

Hanzo walked forwards, eyes on the screen. On it was him, in his room, sleeping. Hanzo watched in horror and a figure entered his room, drawing a blade. The Hanzo on screen stirred and woke up, only to be hit on the head by Genji, knocking him unconscious. Only then did another figure burst into the room. Moira has tackled Genji to the floor, while the large man picked up the unconscious Hanzo. Both of the retreated instantly.

Hanzo stepped back in shock. "No... it can't be."

"You saw the proof." Sombra shrugged.

"Do you need time to sit down?" Moria asked politely.

"I... yes... that would be good." Hanzo nodded, once again rubbing his head. He stumbled out of the room, the door swinging shut being him.

"Impressive hacking skills." Widowmaker complimented.

"It wasn't too hard." Sombra chuckled. "Baby work."

"Well now we have the Dragon of the South Wind with us." Reaper cracked his neck. "A useful asset."

"It... it looks wonderful Brigitte." Reinhart gasped. His armour was completely clean, no cracks or damage to be seen. Memories flashed of when he first received the armour, when he first became a Crusader.

"So you like it?" Brigitte raised her eyebrows. "I tried my best but..."

"It's perfect. It's like it's brand new." Reinhardt smiled.

"Good, because I have another surprise." Brigitte grinned back. Opening a trunk, she pulled out armour similar to Reinhardts, but much smaller.

"What's that?" Reinhardt questioned.

"My own armour." Brigitte answered. "I made it, crafted with your design. Look." She pulled out a small handle, a symbol similar to what was on Reinhardt's shield. Clicking button, a barrier, a similar size to herself, appeared.

"Impressive." Reinhardt praised.

"That's not all." Brigitte also pulled out what seemed to be a small mace. She swung it, showing that it extended through the air. "My Rocket Flail."

"Just like my Rocket Hammer. I love it!" Reinhardt cheered.

"Working on your armour and wounds after a battle... I feel like I'm doing something." Brigitte said slowly. "But, if I can prevent them happening in the first place by being by your side, I'd feel even more useful."

"You want to do this?" Reinhardt asked.

"Yep. Stories of you and my father have inspired me like no one else. I want to be a hero just like you."

Reinhardt laid a hand on her shoulder, smiling. "If Winston does indeed get Overwatch back together, I'll convince him to let you join. You'll fit right in."

Since Brigitte is now a hero, I might as well add her stuff to the cause. Reinhardt and her have geared up and are ready to search for the others, while Sombra's hacking skills have won Hanzo over. Let's see what happens next. Hopefully you all enjoyed.