Hey guys, I'm back again. I didn't see any reviews since this update, but I guess I'd have to expect that, being the first chapter. ;-;
Anyway, drama aside, this story is going to be one of 4 stories for guys who might like one of 4 of the members(Tracer, , Mercy and Widowmaker). This one is (in case you haven't guessed) is TracerXAbel. I might do Pharah, but you're outta luck if you're looking for ZaryaXOC or SymmetraXOC. Sorry, maybe if I get good enough reviews maybe I'll write those stories. Enough said. On with the Story!
Chapter 2
"Abel. Abel Helterskelter," Abel replied.
Tracer stared at him, dumbfounded, hurt and happy. Dumbfounded because the person she thought dead was alive, hurt because she believed he stopped caring about her when she disappeared and happy to know he was alive and healthy. Tracer punched him in the shoulder, hard, almost making him drop a dozen eggs.
"Ow! What was that for!" Abel exclaimed, setting the eggs down and rubbing his shoulder. "I just saved your life and you just hit me?"
Tracer grabbed him and turned him so that they were facing eachother. "Tell me you don't recogo he had assumed dead for the past 5 years. True, he had spent a lot of time trying to find out a way to bring her back, but he had been unsuccessful. He felt like a failure, for not being able to bring her back, at least she was here and she forgave him, right? He looked weakly up at her, disbelief and doubt in etched across his face. Tracer's cheerful face slowly disappeared as she realised that he still didn't believe what he saw in front of him.
"It's me you bloody bloke!" Tracer yelled in his face.
Abel remained in his trance-like state, and after a little while, she realised he was in shock. Not knowing how to treat a shock, she phoned Mercy. Mercy, luckily, was surfing the internet at the time so her phone was at her side. She picked it up. "Hello? This is Mercy."
"Mercy!" Tracer yelled in a frenzy. "There's a guy here in shock, I don't know how to treat it!"
Mercy frowned and rubbed her ear from the other end of the line. "Well," she said with a German accent. "What kind of shock is he in?"
"I don't know, love," Tracer replied, agitated. "I found Abel here and I revealed to him who I was and now he's just staring into space!"
Mercy sighed. "I suppose I shouldn't be asking who this guy is?"
Tracer frowned and unconciously wiped some sweat off her brow. "I doesn't matter right now."
Mercy wearily rubbed her face. "I think the best way is to bring him to me. I'll need some of my heavy equipment to start my work."
Tracer sniffed. "On my way, love."
It was no easy task to take the 180 pund guy to her jet, nor was it easy to explain to officials, passer-bys or robots why she was carrying one of the city's most loved person to a atrange jet. However, she somehow managed and began flying to Overwatch's current base located in Gilbatrar. As she few the two of them, her thoughts reverted to the past when she had been nominated as the pilot for the Slipstream.
*Flashback*
"Abel! I've been chosen to fly the Slipstream! Isn't that great, love?" Tracer exclaimed twirling around in a fit of happiness.
Abel frowned thoughtfully. If the rumours about there being a teleportation matrix being tested were true, the there was a huge risk of a failure. Yet, if it was successful, Tracer would be promoted 2 ranks and be given much fame. He managed a smile. "Yeah, sounds great!"
Tracer frowned, knowing he had faked the smile and that something was bothering him. "What's bothering you, love?"
Abel shook his head. "Nothing," he lied. Tracer blinked in front of him, put her hands on her hips and frowned. "Spill it."
Abel sighed. "Take into account the risks, Linna," he said seriously. "now, I don't know anything about teleportation matrixes, but I know definetly that they are hard and risky to work with."
"But Overwatch managed to do it right this time," Tracer argued.
"I suppose there is a reason why they're testing it, right, Linna?" Abel said with a humorous smile on his face. He then became serious again. "Teleportation matrixes have only been tested twice before and for different reasons each time. Nobody even knows what happens to the people who tested it. I don't want to lose you, Linna," Abel said, feeling worried she might still go ahead with it.
"But I'll be fine," Tracer insisted.
As it turned out, she wasn't fine. Not long after Tracer had permission to take off, the matrix misfunctioned due to incorrect wiring and unstability of the matrix itself. Trcaer shuddered as she remebered what she went through when she traveled through the Time Stream.
*End of Flashback*
"Base Gilbatrar in sight," the computer system droned. "Reaching destination in less than 5 minutes."
Tracer glanced back at Abel and gave a sigh of relief. He had fallen asleep during the monotonous ride. A few minutes later, Abel was in the Medical wing of the Overwatch base and placed carefully on a white bed. Mercy checked his vitals and thought for a moment. "What ever shock he was in earlier, he's out now," she said as she pulled the blanket over him. "I can tell he's been exerting his body and mind quite a bit for a while."
Tracer gave a sigh of relief. "Thanks, love," she said dropping down into a chair.
"You're welcome, " Mercy said with a warm smile, before heading over to the lounge. "Let me know if he wakes up."
"Aye aye," Tracer responded, resting her chin in her hands.
A while later, Abel opened his eyes and and looked about the strange room. Huh? He thought as he let out a quiet yawn. Is this...Overwatch? Whay am I back at Overwatch? He sat up in bed and noticed Tracer sleeping in a chair across from him. He blinked and rubbed his eyes. "A-am I dreaming?" He asked himself aloud.
"No," said a voice.
Abel turned and saw a woman in what looked like an angel valkrie suit flying over. Abel stared at her in dismay. "What? I'm here in Overwatch? Mercy, tell me I'm just dreaming."
Mercy laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, you're fine. Yes, you are in an Oerwatch base. Tracer brought you over in her jet."
Abel groaned. "Oh geez. I suppose that's real nice of her, but really? The last thing I knew was that I was sitting in my kitchen and everything pretty much fazed out like I feel asleep or something."
"You apparently went into shock," Mercy said. "So Tracer brought you over here so I could go over your condition."
"Oh." Abel looked thoughtful for a moment. "Mercy, do you remember me?"
Mercy frowned, trying to remember where she had seen him. "If I'm not mistaken, you're the Hoverfighter, right?" she said slowly, choosing her words carefully.
"You're right, " Abel affirmed. "My name's Abel Helterskelter. I was the lead Hoverfighter in the HF division."
Mercy smiled. "I remember now, we took that group picture together, along with the other agents and officers."
Abel nodded. "Yeah, There were only 8 of you back then. Lots of things happened." He motioned for Mercy to come closer, at which she did, albiet curiously. "It's about Tracer, " Abel explained. "I-" Tracer moved in her sleep.
"I think we could take this to my private consulting room," Mercy suggested.
Abel nodded and followed her there. Mercy closed the door and waited for Abel to speak. Abel heaved a sigh and continued. "Linna and I were best friends before her accident with the Slipstream. I lost her, which was part of the reason why I quit. Now I find out she's alive and was standing in my kitchen. I just don't know if she'd the same Linna or not, or-or if-" he stopped. "I just want to have the old Linna back."
Mercy gave him a look of sympathy. "I understand how you feel Abel," she said at length. "But don't worry, aside from a post-traumatic effect and the Chronal Accelerator, she's just the way she was."
Abel looked like he wanted to say more, but repled, "Alright, thanks Mercy."
Mercy smiled. "You're welcome."
Abel walked out of the consultation room and sneaked past Tracer who was still sleeping. He wandered about the base aimlessly until he ran into Lucio. "Hey Lucio!" Abel greeted, walking over to the Brazilian.
"Hey, Abel!" Lucio returned, his face lighting up. "You're back, man! I wondered where you had gone off to!"
Abel chuckled. "Life. Changes. Hey," he said, reaching over his shoulder. He pulled out his collapsable hoverboard and put it together. "Remeber how we used to race?"
Lucio nodded. "Yeah man, I would play my music and we'd rip through halls like the wind."
"Ready?" Abel asked, getting on his hoverboard.
Lucio nodded, "Get ready to be beat, man."
"Oh yeah, last one to race around the base is gonna buy us both a drink," Abel challenged.
"Your hoverboard goes only 20 miles per hour!" Lucio laughed. "I'll beat easy!"
"Ready? Set….Go!"
The two laughed and whooped as they sped through the base at top speed. They whizzed past Torbjorn and Reinhardt, the former shouting a curse as he was nearly thrown over. Lucio just laughed in reply. Abel smiled to himself as he activated a special mode on his hoverboard; it doubled the speed and manuverability and allowed him to fly on walls for a few seconds at a time. Lucio just stared as Abel began to surge ahead. Abel laughed as he turned the hoverboard upsidedown. He gave Lucio a cocky smile, thinking the race was as good as won. Lucio slyly aimed his gun at Abel and blasted him with a sonic stream that sent him spinning away. Lucio laughed joyfully as he sped around a corner, the goal in sight. Abel cursed to himself as his hoverboard flew out of control and into a room. Abel gave a yell as he flew and his hoverboard flew into two different directions. Abel's vision was blurry when he recoverd from his fall. He groggily opened his eyes, and, as his vision cleared, he saw a pretty Korean girl looking intently at him.
"Gwaenchanh-a?" she asked, concerned. ("Are you okay?")
Abel groaned and sat up. "Oh my head." he rubbed his face and looked over at the girl, and then the room they were in. "Oh man, are-am I in your room?" He asked.
The girl laughed. "It's okay, My door was open anyway. My name's , what's yours?"
Abel sighed as he rubbed his aching head. "My name's Abel."
turned around to face the door as Lucio skated over. "Sorry dude," he said honestly. "I didn't think you'd take that much of a fall." He noticed . "Oh, hey D."
Abel waved a hand. "You're lucky I got a bunch of dough, boy," he joked. "Next time, you're treating."
Lucio grinned. "You bet."
"What is going on here?" asked.
"Ya see," Lucio began, picking up the hoverboard that had fallen in a corner of the room. "Abel and I couldn't decide who was faster, his board or my skates. The loser had to buy us drinks."
"Board?" asked, perplexed.
"My Hoverboard," Abel explained. "I got it a few years back."
"Cool!" exclaimed examining the piece of equipment. "I'm definetely going to race you in my mech!"
"Mech?" Abel repeated.
Lucio groaned. "Enough asking questions! Go buy us those drinks man, I'm thirsty!"
Abel laughed. "Sure." He stood up and helped to her feet. "Wanna come?"
"Why not?" replied, dusting herself off. "I could use something cold and refreshing."
Lucio led the way to the Gilbatrar downtown refresment bar. Tracer joined them on the way out. A few minutes later, Abel, Tracer, and Lucio were trading stories and talking about intresting topics like news, technology and Talon. Abel learned that was among the new Overwatch recruits. At roughly the same time Junkrat, RoadHog, Hanzo, Pharah, Zarya and Mei were picked up as well. Lucio smacked his lips as he finished up his lemon flavoured soda. "Ahhhh," he breathed, satisfied. "That's some good stuff. Thanks man," he said to Abel.
"You're not getting off so easy next time, buster," Abel warned, smiling.
Lucio shrugged. "It's not going to be for a while."
and Tracer giggled and they all shared a laugh as they finished up their drinks and headed back to the base.
I should be able to update another chapter a a couple days. For now, Chow!
