Overwatch: Time After Time

Summary: When a life is ended too early, sometimes there's a second chance. Such is the case of Mark Winters. After a freak accident involving his and his father's invention, Mark is granted another chance at life in the world of Overwatch. Using his newfound abilities, he fights to restore peace to the world. All the while falling in love with a brown-haired Brit who can wield time.

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Chapter 2: New Beginnings

Location: Winston's Lab, Time: Several Hours Later.

Mark's POV

It had been several hours since the fight with Widowmaker. On the flight to this friend of Tracer's named Winston, I tinkered with Tracer's harness to try any repair it. What I didn't realize, was that it kept her from fading in and out of time, and I had removed it. I heard a gasp of pain. Tracer was looking at me, her hands fading in and out.

"Where's..my..harness.."

"It's over here."

"Give it to me..I need it."

"But..."

"Now! Before I fade out."

I quickly placed it on her and powered it on. She gasped and her hands went solid again, before slapping me on the back of the head.

"Don't do that ever again, you bloody idiot."

"Ow! I was just trying to help! What's wrong with you? You were fading in and out."

"I suffer from chronal disassociation. Without this harness, I fade in and out from time, and can not maintain physical form. Thankfully, the effects of the harness last a few hours after removal. Just in case it needs charging or repairs. And..I..I don't believe this...you fixed it..How?"

"I'm not sure...I..just...I just knew..."

She hugged me tightly.

"Thank you! Oh, um..sorry.."

She let go off me, her cheeks a bright rose red.

"It's all good. It feels...nice..to be praised."

I continued to tinker with my suit. While I had normal street clothes on, I kept the welding mask on to conceal my identity. Suddenly the private plane we chartered landed on the runway with a thud, throwing me out of my chair and on top of Tracer. My welding mask fell off in the process, revealing my face to Tracer.

"I'm..I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to..."

I climbed off of her and pulled her to her feet. She wasn't mad. As of matter of fact, she was laughing.

"It's all good, Luv. Now, come on. Let's go see Winston!"

She blinked out of the plane and I grabbed my gear, chuckling to myself. Once out of the plane, I looked around. The air smelled salty.

"Where are we?"

"Gibraltar. Winston's base isn't too far from here. Come on."

Tracer blinked away and I ran after her. Soon, we arrived at a small chain link fence which was cut open, and had two signs on it.

"Closed by executive mandate..and Petras Act? What does that mean?"

"It's a long story," replied Tracer. "Come on, Winston is inside. Winston! You here?"

A loud clang was heard from inside.

"Oh for the love of bananas! I'm in my lab, Tracer. Is Lightknight with you?"

"Here, and accounted for, big guy."

"Well come on in."

Tracer pulled me inside the building and I gasped at all the tech.

"Woah."

Suddenly, a loud set of footsteps was heard and I turned to see a giant gorilla in a mechanized suit of armor.

"Hello. I am Winston. Welcome to Overwatch."

My mouth open and closed rapidly.

"Giant..talking..gorilla...oooh..."

My vision went dark.

A Couple of Minutes Later...

I groaned as I heard voices.

"He's regaining consciousness, Winston."

"Thank you, Athena. I will take it from here."

I opened my eyes.

"Good to see your awake, young man. What is your name?"

I looked over at the gorilla with a slightly frightful look.

"M..Mark.."

"Well, Mark...I'm quite impressed with your suit. You build it yourself?"

"Yes."

"And you fixed Tracer's Chronal Accelerator as well?"

"Yes. I basically maximized the power capacity and battery strength. And I gave it an overshield too. So..who's Athena?"

The voice from before returned.

"I am Athena. I'm an AI that runs everything here."

I nodded slowly.

"Pleased to meet you."

"Likewise, Mark. Your vitals are strong, and your abilities are quite strong as well."

"You mean my powers?"

"Affirmative. If I may add, the suit you created is only strong enough to handle a few of your basic powers. I've scanned it thoroughly and it has a small burn layer to it."

"I was worried about that as well. I don't have any good materials to make a suit stronger then the one I built."

Winston gently coughed.

"Well..I do have a few spare parts lying around. I'm think you can create something stronger then the original suit."

"Really? I might need my own lab as well...I think I have a tendency for things to blow up..."

Winston smiled.

"I think I have just the room you need. Follow me."

Winston left the room and I followed him out of the room. We reached a small elevator and climbed inside. Winston pushed a button, and the elevator began to lower.

"Back in the early days, this base was originally used during World War II. In the case of a bomb being dropped on the base, the RAF created an underground bomb shelter for about 500 service members and their families. In 2016, during the First Omnic Crisis this base was used by Overwatch. But we were disbanded and the Petras Act went into law, making any Overwatch operations illegal and therefore punishable by law. But with the death of Mondatta, the world has been plunged into the second Omnic Crisis."

"So..this bomb shelter is my lab."

"Yes, but it needs a bit of clean-up. A lot of testing was done with some explosive results."

Soon, the elevator stopped and we stepped out. I looked around, and smiled.

"Winston, this will work perfectly."

"Then I have just one thing to ask of you. Will you join us?"

I turned to him and smiled.

"Bring on the baddies."

Winston chuckled loudly.

"Now, there's an answer I've never heard before. Welcome to Overwatch, Mark."

I shook his hand.

"I'll do you proud, Winston."

A Few Days Later...

Location: Overwatch Base, Mark's Lab

"One..two...three...four!"

I grunted as I lifted my weights in my lab. The Clash's "Should I Stay or Should I Go?" blared on the radio behind me. My suit of armor was currently in the process of being made. I had built a few automated machines to build pieces of my armor. As well as finishing my armor, I learned hand to hand combat from several of the training droids. As I continued to push weights, I didn't hear the elevator ding or Tracer step out of the elevator.

Tracer's POV

As I rode the elevator down to talk to Mark about a tip we got about Talon, I was thinking about what he did for me. During training sessions during the past few days, I noticed my Chronal Accelerator had been upgraded. I seemed to be faster and it even had an overshield as I found out by mistake. During one such training session, a training droid shot my harness, but the bullet was reflected, and my goggles flashed a warning on the overshield's power levels. When I asked Winston about it, he told me to thank Mark.

As I stepped out of the elevator, I gasped slightly and I felt my cheeks heat up. Mark was lifting weights, and he was shirtless, showing off his well toned muscles. I quickly blinked behind a pillar, and watched him. Soon, he placed the weights back on the rack, and grabbed a towel, wiping off the sweat on his face. He put his shirt back on and he spoke.

"I know you're in here, Tracer."

I stepped out from behind the pillar.

"How did you know?"

"Call it a sixth sense."

"Oh. Winston...has...a thing...I mean..a mission for us.."

He chuckled softly.

"Tell him I'll be up in a bit."

I blushed.

"Okay."

I blinked into the elevator and pressed the button. Mark waved at me before heading off farther into his lab. The door closed, and a smile formed on my lips.

Mark's POV

"Oh, the nerve of that woman," I said to myself. "She was watching me work out shirtless. And the way she blushed was cute...whoa, what am I saying?! Focus on fighting Talon. Not anything else."

But I could barely help the smile that formed on my lips when I thought of her.

Location: Overwatch Briefing Room

It had been a few minutes since I got up to the main briefing. I was wearing my skin tight undersuit. The pieces of my armor were almost complete. Winston was sitting in an old tire, reading through the reports.

"According to these reports, Talon is going to be making a move on the Overwatch Museum in Denver, Colorado."

"What could they want there? It's just a museum right?"

"Yes, but it does include several artifacts from the glory days that could be dangerous in their hands."

Tracer came over to the table.

"Talon sightings are being reported in Denver. A lot of them."

Winston nodded, and turned to me.

"Time to suit up, Lightknight."

I smiled and ran to the elevator, going down to the lab to grab my suit. I quickly stood up on the armor platform, and the armor was starting to be placed onto my body. Once the armor was on, I grabbed the new faceplate and placed it on the helmet. The suit had many new upgrades. The armor wasn't just in a few spots here and there. It covered my entire body much like the Iron Man suit did from the Marvel Comics that Winston had. I had extendable whips in the gauntlet armor that I could charge with my electricity. The suit had electricity blasts from the palms of my hand armor, and had it's own flight system capabilities. As for my ultimate as Winston and Tracer said, was the super powered electricity blast from my chest armor. Winston was even nice enough to let me have a mobile version of Athena. I headed back up the elevator and stepped into the room.

Tracer gasped then smiled.

"Wow, you pull that armor off good, mate."

"Thanks, Tracer. Winston? Your thoughts?

"It's missing one thing."

My armor shimmered and revealed the paint scheme. Midnight black, and gunmetal gray.

"Did you guys do this?"

Tracer smiled.

"Of course, Luv. You needed some paint for your armor. It looks good."

"Mark, I am uploaded to the Lightnight Mark II Armor. All systems go."

"Copy that, Athena. See you all there?"

Tracer nodded.

"Roger!"

She quickly blinked out of the room, while Winston followed after her. Activating the flight navigation menu, I quickly looked at weather reports, and military/commercial flights.

"Alright. Athena, set the fastest course to the Overwatch Museum in Denver, Colorado."

"Affirmative. Setting course now."

The boosters in my leg armor roared to life, and I flew out of the Overwatch headquarters, racing away towards Denver.

The Overwatch Museum, Denver, Colorado

A Few Hours Later...

With a loud crash, I landed in front of the museum. Quickly going inside, I got a few looks, and gasps of astonishment. A few of the tourists whispered.

"Is he a part of Overwatch? Or a Vigilante?"

Suddenly, a little boy with blond hair ran over to me, and smiled.

"Who are you? Do you know Tracer?"

I chuckled as another boy, this one older, and I assumed to be his brother came over.

"In a manner of speaking, yes. You know I could really use a favor from you. You want to be a hero?"

The boy nodded.

I smiled, and was about to speak when two large booms were heard. We turned around only to see Winston thrown through the glass ceiling thanks to Widowmaker. I quickly grabbed the kids and moved them to safety.

"Get to cover and stay there!"

I quickly rushed over to Winston's side.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. Good job getting those kids out of the way. Let's get Widowmaker."

We quickly rushed over towards her location when a black mist appeared and began shooting at us.

Winston growled.

"Reaper."

"Glad to see you again...We didn't get to finish our last battle..And who might you be?"

"Lightnight. So..what are you here for?"

"Yeah..like I'm gonna monologue to a noob such as you.."

I stretched out my hands and shot him with electricity. He laughed.

"That tickled. Is that the best you have?"

He pulled out his shotguns and opened fire on me and Winston. Just then Tracer blinked into the fight opening fire with her pulse pistols. Widowmaker leaped down and opened fire on us as well. I turned to Winston.

"Throw me, Winston!"

He nodded and threw me towards Widowmaker. I landed next to her and began to fight her.

"I know you..."

"You should."

I quickly grabbed her by the arm and threw her, but she attached her grappling hook to me, and flew back, kicking me in the chest, and knocking me back. Flipping over, I used the flight boosters to slow my speed, grinding to a halt.

"What are the power levels on the armor, Athena?"

"80% and holding. Though if you continue hitting Widowmaker head on, the power will drain."

"How much longer till my ultimate is charged?"

"59% and climbing. Warning. I'm detecting an energy surge coming from Reaper. His ultimate is fully charged and is activating."

Suddenly, a black cloud of smoke erupted from Reaper, and he spun around rapidly firing his shotguns. One of the bullets hit Tracer and her chronal accelerator flickered. She quickly ran towards a display case and jumped behind it. I quickly went to her side landing next to her, only to find the two boys from earlier.

"I thought I told you two to stay in cover."

"We tried, but..."

Suddenly, a beeping noise was heard and Tracer's chronal accelerator died. She turned to the boys.

"Uh, don't worry, Luvs. Cavalry's here."

Suddenly, Winston fell to the ground and Tracer looked over.

"Come on, big guy. Get up."

Reaper made his way over to Winston while Widowmaker broke the case surrounding Doomfist's gauntlet. Reaper stopped in front of Winston and stepped on his glasses.

I stuck my head over the case and spoke.

"Oooh...your in trouble now!"

Winston's eyes flashed red and he attacked Reaper using his Ultimate. Widowmaker noticed this and opened fire on him.

"Yes," cheered Tracer as her chronal accelerator went back online. She quickly blinked out of cover and opened fire.

I turned to the boys.

"Stay here."

I quickly got up, and got back into the fight, teaming up with Tracer to help take on Reaper. Suddenly, a loud cry was heard.

"Watch out!"

Suddenly, a massive red bubble knocked over Widowmaker and the older boy. Using the opportunity to our advantage we opened fire on Widowmaker, and Tracer took her rifle away using it against her. Widowmaker grappled away as Reaper followed her as smoke. Winston charged after them, climbing his way to the roof, leaving me and Tracer behind. We turned to the boys as the oldest handed us Doomfist's gauntlet, which was broken after that one use fighting Widowmaker.

Tracer smiled as she took it.

"You know...the world could always use more heroes."

She did a quick salute, before blinking away, putting the gauntlet back in it's case before blinking onto the roof.

"You coming Lightnight?"

"Yeah, in a second. Stay out of trouble, kids. Oh, and..uh..stand back."

The two brothers backed up, and I activated my boosters, flying out of the museum and onto the roof. Winston and Tracer were there.

"Where's Reaper and Widowmaker?"

"They got away," grumbled Winston.

"We'll get them."

Winston nodded, and leaped to the next roof. I turned to Tracer.

"So...about this morning...what was that about?"

"I told you earlier. Just wanted you to know that Winston had a mission for us."

I shrugged.

"Alright. You know in all the confusion of that past few days, I never got the chance to ask you your real name. You already know mine."

She blushed.

"Lena. That's my name."

"It's a beautiful name."

She blushed even brighter.

"Thanks..."

Our faces were close to touching, but she backed away as did I.

"We should probably.."

"Yeah, get going," I finished.

"Race you to the jet?"

"Your on."

I took to the skies and Lena chased after me. But little did we know Talon had something big planned.

And that's a wrap! From here on out it's all AU. Now while you may be thinking I copied Iron Man, I will admit for some of the things, like the ultrabeam and the repulsors from the Iron Man suit, I did use. However, the suit is not run by an Arc Reactor. Mark can use his electricity to power the suit but it drains him of energy and should only be used as a last resort. He has back-up batteries that runs the major things in the suit, such as flight, HUD, etc. But the main power for the weapons is his electric abilities.

Also a friend mentioned to me that the beginning is somewhat like Sword Art Online, I want to clarify this. No this is nothing like Sword Art Online. It may seem like it, but it's not. My reasoning behind this is because while everything that is happening in our world is real to Mark's father, but to Mark, what he sees is reality. He thinks everything about him being in the Overwatch universe is real, where as in Sword Art Online, the people trapped in the game know they are trapped. So if Mark's mind is returned to his body, he will think he was captured by Talon, and it will make Tracer and Mark's separation all the more horrible, because to Tracer, Mark is real, and to Mark, Tracer is real. Hopefully this helps explain my reasons.