Chapter 2

The White House

Emandeline made a rustled sound on her bed as she slowly woke up from her deep slumber. She smiled as her eyes landed on a mirror beside her on her left. She got a good sleep, which could mean that today was a good day for her.

"I should prepare now. Today is my inauguration as the President of US." she said, proudfully to her achievement. She got up from her bed and was about to comb her hair on the mirror when she heard a light knock on her door. "What is it?"

"It's me Ma'am, your secretary, Miss Amari and Commander Morrison has just arrived." her secretary, Mindy was her first name if she could remember, said softly. Emandeline smiled, Commander Morrison was about to escort her outside. One of her biggest project for this day was the revival of Overwatch, which could help to spread peace all throughout the world.

I'm pretty sure they're very excited. She thought with anticipation, everyone at Overwatch was excited to her proposal. She quickly finished her hair and went to the bathroom.

Dining Hall -

Ana and Jack silently sat on their chair, face to face. The old sniper was sipping a cup of tea, the air was heavy and thick with its rosy aroma, while the Commander silently drank his cup of cocoa.

"You shouldn't be too serious around her. She's still young to be the POTUS." Ana commented at him. The old commander glanced his visor at her and silently took a sipped again of his cocoa through the open part of his mask. He knows what she means already.

"I know," his low reply was cold but an understanding one. The door opened gently and the two of them watched as President Emandeline entered. Her hair was in a tight bun, her whole body was shrouded with a white robe over her grey blouse and black pants. She was truly majestic and divine in her attire, she look like a princess or a living goddess.

"Good morning, Ana, Commander." Ana and Jack made a low bow to her. The president smiled and looked around the long dining table.

"Where's the rest of Overwatch, I thought I would be having breakfast with everyone?" she asked while she slowly sat down on her chair, between the two.

"They already taken their breakfast and they are all at their post." Jack replied to her. "Our first mission is to make sure that your inauguration today will be a success." Ana added as the President wondered. "I guess no rest for the heroes?" she laughed lightly and three them began to discuss today's event.

White House North Side

"Oh...the Commander and Ana are taking their breakfast with the POTUS...and I'm stuck with convenience store food." McCree pouted as he rest his back on a fence.

"Now, now, McCree, at ease. I'm sure the POTUS wouldn't want a gorilla in her dining room." Beside McCree was Winston, one of Overwatch's veterans. Ever since four A.M. the rest of the Overwatch were already stationed at their post with the exception of Ana and Commander Morrison.

"But she's a nice girl-!"

"She's the POTUS, better call her Madam President, McCree." Winston replied firmly.

"Now, now McCree. You better follow Winston." a familiar voice on McCree's earpiece said nicely.

"Oh, Tracer, how's the southside?" McCree asked gladly as he got to finally talked to an interesting person more than the stern and serious-type Winston.

White House - South Side

"We're fine, mate. Me, Zarya, and Bastion are all fine." Tracer said and glanced behind her where her other two teammates are. Zarya was wiping some dirt off her weapon and, oftenly, cast judgemental looks at Bastion who seemed to be ignoring her dark presence.

I guess the two of them are fine...Tracer thought nervously as she knew Zarya's history with omnics such as Bastion. "Well, how's on your end. I could see a lot of people already here."

"Same here. Tracer." McCree replied from his end. "By the way Lucio's not here yet." he then added as another voice replied to McCree.

"Sorry, McCree, a bit late." it was Lucio and he was panting heavily. "Gee I woke up too late."

"Great our first offence goes to you." McCree said teasingly over the earpiece as Lucio made a loud protesting eh.

"But as long as the commander didn't hear your tardiness, there won't be any punishment." another familiar voice replied to McCree, the cowboy made a laughter.

White House East Side

Genji silently stood on the edge of a tall building, overlooking the east side of White House. He heard the familiar laughter of McCree and he turned to his right where his brother, standing also at the edge.

"They're in good spirits brother." he said informatively.

"Indeed." Hanzo said plainly, undisturbed. His eyes are watching the growing crowd beneath them. "1220. That's the total number of crowd right now."

"What…according to my tally count its 1219." another figure loomed behind them both. Mei fixed her glasses as she looked on a small device which displays the tally count of people from every side.

"Tally-ho! Brigitte from west side reporting!" the voice of Brigitte echoed loudly on their earpiece and made the two brothers flinched. "Brigitte, we're hearing you. How's on your side?" Mei asked as she type on her small device's screen.

White House West Side

"Well as far as I know, there are a lot of people here. Especially women and mothers...and children." Brigitte looked around. There were a lot of people gathering on the gate. Most were women, carrying huge placards 'GIRL POWER' and 'YOU GO GIRL!'. She also saw little childrens playing around the gate with their parents chasing around them.

"Other than that. Everything is fine. The military is also ok too." she glanced behind her and saw Reinhardt, the tall cavalry knight, looking down at several kids want to climb over him.

"Hahaha, you kids are so cool!"

"Sir Reinhardt we're in duty." Brigitte reminded in a calm manner. "I know, but these little young'uns needs a playmates!" Reinhardt said excitedly while he laughed at her, eventually the kids parted away from him as their parents began to call them.

"Really pal, why do kids love you?" Torbjorn asked, quizzically while he stood beside a huge turret. "This ones finish. Now we're all truly ready for today's mission!" Torbjorn tapped the base of his turret, proudly, making Brigitte smile. His father's pride of weaponsmithing were on top despite that the sun hadn't come out yet.

White House - Front Entrance

"It looks like everyone is ready." Angela said while she starred at her tablet, scanning everyone's position through the screen. "Pharah, I think we've enough drones in the air, what do you think?" she asked through her earpiece as she looked up from the front entrance.

In the dark sky above, a trail of smoke swept passed. It was Pharah in her falcon suite, she flew in a slow pace. Her eyes check every drones that was flying beside her, all were equipped with cameras which gave the doctor a birds eye view of the White House.

"I think we've more than enough, Doctor." she said and looked down to the front entrance where she could see the doctor. "Say Doctor Angela...did you already take your breakfast?"

"Hmm…Yeah but a short one, why?" Angela asked, puzzled to her question. "I was hoping to invite you later." Pharah said as her face began to red.

"O-oh…" Angela's face also began to red. The two shared a relationship that everyone knows but still Angela couldn't help but felt a rush of blood to her invitation. She felt happy and somewhat excited. "W-well…" she stammered and gulped down, tensely.

"What about later...after victory party?" she said with anxious. Pharah only laughed at her invitation. "Sure, drinks on you though." Angela pouted at her and made a grumbled sound, but she eventually smiled at her before she continued her duty.

"Good morning, Doctor Ziegler." Mercy turned behind her and saw Zenyatta, the monk, floating towards her. She bowed down to him, lightly. "Are they finished?"

"Apparently, the Young POTUS is having a meeting with the secretary of the State first, then she will proceed with the inauguration." Zenyatta beside her and stared at the growing crowd, behind the lock gates of the White House. It was surreal and peaceful for him and he felt it. If he has a mouth, he could've been forming a tranquil smile.

"Will this peace go on forever?" Angela asked, questioningly, unsure to what will happen next. Zenyatta looked at her and said. "For every storm that passed, a sun will always appear at the end. But how long will the sun lasts?"

Angela listened to his words and she understood his message. She sighed heavily and faced the crowd with determination. "Ok, let's all do our best today."

Somewhere in the Middle of Chesapeak Bay

The fog crawled along the surface of Chesapeake Bay, concealing and creating delays to many small boats and container ships, ready to dock to a nearby port. The wind was still but chilly. There were only a few gulfs and coastal birds flying on the dark sky.

A small boat roared softly and moved slowly across the water. Its captain was seating outside the bridge. A cup of steaming coffee was on his right which he sipped every minute.

*BOOOOOM!* a loud ship whistle however interrupted his peaceful mind. He glanced to his right. He only saw a thick fog but then it suddenly parted in half. A huge hull slowly glide dangerously close to them. "Damn it!" he cursed under his chilly breath, "big ships and their big companies!" he exclaimed as he walked away towards his bridge, mood ruined from the ship's sudden appearance.

Container ship: the Black Plague

The huge container ship, the Black plague parted the fog as it slowed down. The deck was occupied with men all clothed in black tactical gear. A rifle hanged closely to their chest, a logo with a purple color and a shape of a talon of an eagle, patched on their uniforms sleeves, the symbol of the terrorist group, Talon.

On the bridge of the ship, several talon soldiers were glued on to their computer screens. And sitting on a huge chair, on an elevated platform, was Sombra. Sombra silently scanned the bridge with calm eyes, with a cup of tea on her right hand. The bridge was peaceful so the young elite hacker was in a calm mood.

"Ma'am, we've reached our destinations." Hmm, already? A disappointed sigh escaped on her lips. She want to relax more but she has a job to do. She put down her tea.

"Stop all engines. Put up the radar jamming and cloaking device." She ordered and rest her back on her chair. She smiled and took a sip of her tea again.

"You seem to be too relaxed Sombra." a dark disgruntled voice echoed behind her. "Oh reaper," Sombra sighed heavily again, "can you relax sometimes, amigo. We still have four hours before the attack commence." she said placidly. A dark shadow whisked to her left.

The shadow then began to form into a black smoke which slowly morphed into a man, clothed in a black hooded cape. A white mask loomed over Sombra and peered down on her.

"You could've help me check the 'packages'." Sombra made a smile, unfazed to his threatening tone. "And you'd just finished that task, amigo. Thanks for that, I owe you...a target." Sombra opened a laptop beside her and her hand glides smoothly across the keyboards, typing quickly.

A small screen pops out, showing a news report. OVERWATCH REVIVAL, IMMINENT. "It's seems the new POTUS is about to revive the Overwatch...against us." she glanced and smirked at Reaper who only starred, unmoved. Sombra continued, "Do you miss them? Want me to arrange a reunion, especially with their commander...Gabriel?"

Sombra's tone was inviting, yet dark. Gabriel didn't reply to her because a twisted feeling began to swirl inside him, a feeling of anger and frustration as memories of him, flooded his mind. Memories of when he was still one of the Overwatch's members.

"Just get on with your job, Sombra." Irritated, Gabriel walked away and opened the door leading to the outside, and left Sombra with a twisted smile of delight.

Arthur's Dorm Room

Arthur slowly opened his eyes and groaned heavily, disturbed by the annoying ringing sound that had begun to fill his ears. He slowly woke up and gazed towards his side table, eyes half closed, and groggily threw his alarm clock towards the wall.

"Good morning, Young Magic Knight." Arthur suddenly snapped to his right. Windom, the wind rune god, silently stares from the sofa, plainly. He was expecting him to wake up in a punctual time.

"Oh, Windom. Good morning." he stood and swayed lightly, he went over towards his window and opened the curtain. Light flooded his room, he wince to the sudden brightness and retreated from the window.

"What time is it anyway?" he asked with heaviness as he slowly walked towards the refrigerator.

"Eight a.m. Monday" Windom bluntly said, the run god flew towards the remote and peck the 'ON' button which opened the T.V. News of another terror attacks from the middle east flashed before his eyes.

Oh its eight and Monday...gotta have breakfast. He opened the fridge and then paused. And then his eyes widened in realization. "Shit! I have class by 8 30! Damn it Windom, why didn't you wake me up!"

"It's your responsibility to wake up young novice-" Arthur didn't listened to him. He quickly jumped and closed the bathroom's door and turn on the shower.

He...has still a lot of learning to do...this young Magic Knight. Windom made a sigh, mentally, disappointed to Arthur's tardiness which could've been solved by simply sleeping early.

The young Magic Knight burst out of the bathroom and quickly jumped into his closet. "First an Eight Thirty class and then at ten I have to go to Washington D.C. to visit a lib."

"You're going out? It's best if I come with you."

"No, Windom, you can't. No animals are allowed inside the library." Arthur plainly said, without thinking and he felt a sudden heavy, piercing, glare from the wind rune god. He realized what he just said to Windom.

"F-fine. Can you make yourself invisible?" he suggested, nervously, to avoid conflict.

"Of course, Young Magic Knight." Windom flew to his right shoulder and Arthur quickly closed the door and proceed to his first class.

White House - Oval Office

All right from the beginning. Good morning, my fellow Americans...Emandeline paced quietly and fast, back and forth, as her speech ran for the fifth time in her mind. She was used to this kind of pressure before, however that was when she was a senator. This time she was making a speech as the President of the United States.

Zenyatta was floating on the wall, beside her. Watching her paced around like that of a trapped hamster. He sighed, she had just increased her paced again, meaning she was on her edge. "Madam President, if I may…" the president stop at last and glanced at him.

"Breath in…" he instructed and she breathed in, "...now breathe out." and then she breath out, she felt her tense ebbing out, her mind slowly eased and cleared. "Wow...I never expect that to work." bewildered, she then looked outside the window. The crowd outside the gate, together with helicopters and flashing cameras from every news channel were all outside waiting for her to appear.

"Oh...one slip up. Boom. Scandal in the white house. They will hate me forever" she said, anxiously, and turned to the monk Omnic and waited for his response. "There will always be a sun after a storm. Do not worry for the outcome, focus on what is in front of you." Zenyatta simply said as he moved to her closer.

"Now, Madam President, it's time." Emandeline smiled at his kind words. She felt relieved after she understood him. She took his hand and gently held it. "Yes. Let's make history!" she dithered in excitement as she and him walked slowly towards the door.

Container Ship: Black Plague

"This just in, The POTUS is here!" Gabriel stood on the mast of the cargo ship. A small compact TV was in his right hand, he watched as the crowd clamoured and clapped their hands in excitement, drowning his ears loudly, as the new president of U.S. came out. His eyes became still after the President smiled towards the camera.

She will be the shortest President to rule ever...he declared, thoughtfully, before he threw the T.V. away and took out a small device from his cloak pocket. "I'm ready to launch everything Sombra."

"We are heating up the engines, Gabe, so stand by," Gabriel's eyes became icily. He didn't like what she just called him. "I get it, Reaper. Starting my countdown." After a heavy sigh of protest, Sombra began the countdown.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, all engines are go!" And after the last countdown, Reaper pressed the button. The deck below him opened fast, with a loud thud, revealing the ship's hollow interior and its huge cargo. The Reaper watched as the cargo began to move up, its rocket engines burst loudly in his ears but he didn't mind.

"Let's make history...for Talon." he said in a dissuade tone as he watched the cargo flew up.

Washington D.C. Public Library.

"Ok...that's it for now." Arthur sighed heavily as he put down the tenth book that he took from the shelves behind him. After a long lengthy class, Arthur immediately went to the library to do his thesis. He grumbled heavily, his mood is sour because he has to miss his lunch due to heavy traffic. His thesis deadline was on monday next week.

Damn...I should've stayed up all night. He sighed and grunted in protest. "You're going to read all of this?" Windom, in his bird form, watch only from a top of a book shelf. The run-god was invisible all throughout the day.

"Yes. I'm glad that you decided to make yourself invisible." Arthur said gladly, in a low acquaintance voice. He turned and looked up to the rune-god. "Do you want something in return, Windom?" Windom notice the boy's inviting tone which made him smile.

"None, my child, I should be the one asking you that. You've displayed such strong will to learn and to finish a task. A befitting attitude for a Magic Knight." Windom said strongly at Arthur who blushed. His words were true and very encouraging.

"Thanks Windom-"

*BANG!* And then the whole building shook wildly. "Wh-what!" Arthur was thrown on the floor as the building rock back and forth, violently. "Earthquake!" Arthur quickly went under his table and looked around. Books, chairs and chandeliers began to fall on the floor and just as it started the shaking stops.

"What happened…?" Arthur slowly stood up while he wiped some of the dust on his pants.

"It's not natural." Windom flew and landed on his right shoulder. "Something is happening. Let's go outside."

Arthur and Windom dashed towards the exit. He quickly ran down on the stairs and stopped. The side walked was filled with people, just like before he entered the library. However the people right now were all running around. Some were screaming for help. Others were running and screaming at the same time.

Wh-what happened, is the apocalypse here? Arthur in a hurry, quickly landed his eyes on a girl running towards him. "He-hey, what happened!?"

"It-its the-giants!" she puffed hard, catching her breath, while panicking. "There were giants! Robots! They've surrounded the White house!"

Robots? Arthur wanted to ask more but the girl took off in a frenzied running.

"Wait-! Damn it! What does she mean by robots?" he took out his phone and began to check the news. "What the-!" the first news that he saw was a live video of a news channel. It was the White House, all smoking and charred, surrounded by twenty huge robots that were standing. The Robots were tall, almost 50 meter high if Arthur was correct on his estimations, and with broad chest of metallic armor. Its hands were equipped with two huge machine guns.

"My god-I have to leave-!"

"Leave Arthur?" he heard Windom's questioning tone, he glanced at him with an oblivious look as if the rune-god didn't find the robots dangerous. "I-I-Have to leave! Those things are dangerous, this is a terrorist attack-!"

"And leave those people helpless, Arthur...aren't you going to help them?" Windom's tone was a calm one but Arthur was annoyed by it. "I don't want to die-!" he began to walk back, away from the danger but then something stopped him.

"Arthur...then you're a coward. You're going to let innocent and helpless, people to die?" It was Windom's words or rather on how he called him a coward. A surge of anger erupt inside him. He doesn't want to be called a coward. If he were to ask there's only one person in the world that he could truly call a coward.

"I-I'm not my father...I am not a coward…" I want...to help...Arthur wanted to help the people however, a heavy feeling began to weigh heavily inside him. It was a very familiar feeling. And he felt that his insides were being crushed by it.

"Let go of your fear Magic Knight!" Arthur snapped to Windom's call. His words rang inside him. "Fear...don't let it rule you." his words reverberated, Arthur absorbs, until he felt something snapped inside him.

"I-Want to help!" Arthur screamed in anger as his determination rose up. Windom felt it and the rune-god nodded in approval. "Very well, call forth your sword."

Arthur didn't question his words. He quickly raised his right hand. "Come Forth my sword!" A flash of bright light poured out form his right hand and Arthur felt a familiar hard and smooth surface of the hilt of the sword which he left in his dorm.

The sword appeared in front of him. Arthur smiled as he felt a rush of power beneath his skin.

"Great now what should I-huh?" Arthur stopped his words as the power suddenly burst inside him and he was surrounded immedietly by a red light.

"What on earth-!" he glanced to his left and saw his reflection on a car's window. Arthur's clothes had changed

"The armor suits you, Arthur." Windom said as he looked at him from top to bottom. Arthur was now wearing a green metallic skirt over a white pants, his chest was adorned with a beautiful blue armor, with a carving of a dragon, bird and a wolf. His head was covered with a helmet in red color.

"Whoa...fuck, I look cool!" Arthur said as Windom cleared his throat. "Words, young Magic Knight. Now...it's time for you to release me, into my true form."

"True form?" Arthur asked, as Windom flew up. "One cannot fight an enemy with unfair size am I right?" he said and Arthur smiled to what he said.

"Yeah...Let's do this!" Arthur raised his sword in midair again. "Windom, rune-god of Air of the Kingdom of Cephiro. Come forth and heed my request, reveal your true form and aid me in my quest!"

Windom, the run-god of air, began to glow in green color. "I heed your call, Magic Knight!" and with a burst of green light, Windom slowly transform.

Disclaimer : I do now own the characters here. Arthur is my OC.

Sorry guys, I'm working without a beta-reader. So sorry if you'll find some of my grammars wrong. :(