So I'm glad to say that I'm switching between lots of stories at different weeks so typing will be easier. Now back to the story
[At a secret Overwatch Facility]
Grif, Lucio, and Dva were the first ones on the scene as they entered into the docking bay. Grif was talking to them how he once was a lot less out of shape.
Until he saw a certain dark orange haired person he hasn't seen in a while, "Guess they really did scrape the bottom of the barrel..." Grif said getting Simmons's attention.
Simmons looked to Grif's direction and responded, "Guess they did since your ass is here..." He retorted.
Grif looked at Simmons's lab coat, "When you gonna give Rick Sanchez his lab coat back?" He asked.
Simmons got a glimpse at a few of Grif's tribal tattoos, "Same day you give Maui his tattoos back." He said.
Afraid of an immediate confrontation, Lucio, Dva, and Symmetra walked over towards them. Grif and Simmons stared each other down until they both started to laugh as they threw an arm over each other's shoulders.
Suddenly heavy suede work boots started to march into the room as the boys continued laughing. A voice much more mighty than Reinhardt's spoke up, "Never thought I'd see you boys again." The voice said.
Grif and Simmons turned around as they heard the voice, Simmons went into a ten hut position. Grif just waved, "Hey Sarge, surprised to see you still ticking old man, figured you'd blow up." Grif said.
Sarge took it as a compliment, "Why thank Grif, unfortunately I hoped you died. Oh, what fond dreams I've had every night." Sarge said.
Simmons stepped forward, "And may I say sir, it is an honor to see you again." He said, already kissing ass.
"Why thank you, Simmons." He said as he patted his back.
Suddenly another figure spoke up, "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in." A slightly familiar voice said.
"Oh, hey Doc." Grif said.
"Doc." Sarge nodded.
"What up Doc?" Simmons asked.
"Did anyone miss me?" He asked feeling heart broken.
"I missed you Doc." Sarge said, "But my aim is getting better." He said as a joke.
"I actually missed you," came a cheery voice.
"God damn it, Donut, don't say anything about how you missed us." Grif started.
Donut looked confused, "What? I was just going to ask when you guys would..."
"Shut it Donut!" Sarge demanded.
"{Crap, dismantle me now.}" A monotone voice spoke in spanish.
Sarge turned around to see Lopez, "Lopez, my god, happy to see there is one good soldier on the team." He said.
"{And I'm glad to know when you are not looking, I'm going to poison your meal.}" Lopez said knowing they couldn't understand him.
"Heh heh, Lopez you crack me up." Sarge said not knowing what Lopez said.
Suddenly heavy footsteps were heard as Reinhardt entered with Caboose behind him. Caboose ran over and lifted Sarge, "Pirate Sargeant, it is good to see you again." Caboose said as he hugged him tight.
Sarge's back made a cracking noise, "Glad to see you too Big Blue, thanks for the back crack, I've been meaning to get that fixed up." He said patting Caboose on the back.
Someone slowly entered the room, "Well, guess it's been too long." A new but memorable voice said.
"Tucker." Sarge nodded.
"Boys." Tucker nodded back to each of them.
As they all got familiar with each other they were brought into a large conference room. They each sat at a fair distance apart as they continued to laugh and talk about their stories. Until a large crouching figure came crawling into the room, "Gentlemen, please do not let my look fool you, I am here because-" Winston began.
"Honestly, a talking gorilla doesn't exactly weird us out." Tucker answered.
"Wha...really?" Winston asked.
"Yeah, you place yourself on number 5 on my strange things book. What about you Sarge?" Tucker asked.
"Number 10." Sarge answered.
"Really?" Tucker asked.
"You haven't lived with Donut as long as we have." He said remembering and suppressing the memories.
"Oh, well um, alright then I guess we should get back to business. All of you are almost accounted for, is that correct?" Winston asked looking at his white clipboard.
Tucker looked around at the table, "No, I think we're all here." Tucker answered.
"Well, it says my files that there should be another member by the name of Leonard Church." Winston said as he listed the name.
Tucker looked around thethe table to see all the Reds and Blues put their heads down. He was the only one to speak up, "Is this some kind of twisted joke?" He asked.
"Pardon me?" Winston asked.
Tucker stood up and started to walk away, "This isn't fucking funny." He said as he started to leave.
He walked out as he was soon followed by the rest of the team and the Overwatch members. Winston charged ahead of him, "Woah, was it something I said to offend you because I'm sorry if I did but I don't know what I did." He said as Tucker neared the door.
"Y'know what? It's one thing to bring us here from our lives, but don't ever bring his name up unless you knew him." He said as he pulled the handle of the door, "And you need to get your facts right, Church is de-" He stopped in his tracks.
He froze as his eyes were focus on the man standing right in front of him. A man who seemed to have risen from the grave and was now a ghost. Tucker finally got a word out as the ghost and him stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, "Church?" He questioned.
"Tucker?" The figure asked in response.
Church took a step forward, "Woah, Woah, stay back!" He demanded. He put his hand out and pushed against Church's body to see if he was imagining. When his hand touched Church's jacket he felt the icy cold fabric, when he felt the fabric he hit him in the chest. On the brink of tears, "Where has your ass been? We thought you were dead." Tucker said.
"I thought you all died." Church said as he cocked his head.
"Who told you that?" Tucker asked.
"Wash said you all went down with the ship." Church answered.
"Wash told us you went down with the ship." Tucker said.
Church grabbed Tucker by the shoulders and pulled him in for a hug, "That lying son of a bitch." He said as he held Tucker.
Caboose charged up with a smile and tears falling down his face, "Church, I...I...I..." He tried to get out.
Church was released, "I missed you too Caboose. We got a lot to catch up on. But first, I need a medic because I think my wound opened up again, and I want a bacon cheeseburger. I haven't eaten in a while." He said.
Tucker laughed, "Alright then fatty, good thing you slimmed down, otherwise I wouldn't let you have one." He joked.
Tucker and Caboose carried Church to Mercy's office to fix his side up again. The rest of the team followed as the Overwatch team rejoiced seeing Mei again. Winston was left in the middle of all this, "Well, I guess we'll continue this another time." He said.
[Hours of Treatments, Tests, and Rest Later/in Winston's office]
"Thank you for coming here I just need to know a few things." Winston said as he looked at Church.
Church nodded, "Yeah sure no problem."
"Now I'm going to ask you to answer all these questions as honest as possible. Now then, what are your special abilities?" He asked.
Church knew what he meant based on what his team has done in the past with theirs. He began to answer, "Unbreakable: If I trigger that I'll be immune to any attack known to man gaining a short invincibility. Embrace The Pain: This is more of a perk but if I'm closer to death my damage output increases amazingly. Light the Fuse: Basically I pull out a pack of dynamite and toss it. Hellborn: if I set myself on fire all damage is reduced and I heal slightly as well. And lastly Left Behind: if I'm alone then all my normal speed, strength, power, and damage is increased to double that." Church answered.
"Yes, very good." Winston said as he jotted down the notes, "Now what about your ultimate?" He asked.
"Uhhh, I'd rather keep that to myself. It's not exactly something I'm proud of." He said.
"Very well. Pros?" Winston asked.
"That I'm aggressive." Church said.
"And Cons?" Winston asked again.
"That my eyes are fucked up." He said.
Winston looked at him, "Really? We should have you see Mercy about that." He said.
"Thanks." Church said as he stood up and shook Winston's hand.
"Wait, What about your Background?" Winston asked as Church was leaving.
"Trust me, a man's memory and past is best left alone." He said as he went with the team.
[With the team]
Church walked in, "What I miss?" He asked.
Tucker was about to open a white box, "Oh well, they gave us some loot boxes as a way of apologizing for not telling us you were alive." He said.
"Loot boxes?" Church asked.
"Yeah, watch." Tucker said as he opened one showing two common sprays, one emote of him going Swish Swish Stab, and a costume of Tucker in his Maine suit.
"Give me one." Church demanded, hoping he would get something good.
Grif opened one and got new sprays and a new emote where he pulls out a can of soda, chugs it and breaks it on his head.
Simmons got new sprays as well but also received a voice interaction where he asks, "You ever wondered why we're here?" He would ask.
Lopez opened his box and got new sprays and a new emote where he takes off his head and does a Shakespeare position.
Caboose actually got very lucky with a new skin that was a football player's shoulder pads and helmet. He also receive an emote where he spells his name on the floor with his gun and spells Caboose with a U and no E.
Everyone else got random skins and different items as they kept laughing the day away.
[Somewhere Else in the World]
A certain person who loved discovering secrets and hacking was going through the files Reaper had swiped. She found something interesting, "Hey Gabe you're gonna wanna see this." She said into her com link.
There was no response from the him yet, "Ugh, Reaper come in." She shrugged.
"What is it Sombra?" He asked in his dark voice.
"Turns out Overwatch isn't just recruiting old members and random heroes. They recruited some random idiots as well." She said as she scooted over to show the group of soldiers on the pictures.
Widowmaker, Reaper, and Tex looked at the screen, "I know those idiots. They're not much of a threat." She said.
Reaper stared at the screen, "Well then I guess we need more members as well." He said.
Sombra looked back, "You talking about Doomfist and Moira?" She asked.
"Yes, is that a problem?" He asked.
"No, but I got a list as well." Sombra said pinching her fingers together.
"Who's on it?" Tex asked wondering if these people were good.
"Just the usual, an assassin, a hitman, and a monster." Sombra said with a smile.
The pictures of a brown haired man with orange highlights showed up first:
Codename: Felix
Type: DPS
Weapons: Knives/Machine Guns/Sticky Grenade Launcher
Height: 5' 7"
Abilities: Slasher Shot, Dart Shot, Quick Slash, Personal Shield
Ultimate: The Biggest Prick: Fires an endless supply of knives that deal up to 50 damage a second for up to 15 seconds.
Pros: Lethal, Fast, and Silent
Cons: Complete Douchebag
Next one was a British man with a moustache, "I know him." Tex said, "A real ace." She said:
Codename: Wyoming
Type: Defense
Weapon type: Sniper Cane
Height: 6' 0"
Abilities: Gentlemen's Bluff, Empty the Clip
Ultimate: Team Wyoming: Spawns In a team ranging from 6-12 Wyoming's at once.
Pros: Excellent shot, Exceptional at hand to hand combat
Cons: That moustache tho
And lastly the picture showed a menacing looking bald man, packed with muscle, "Sombra wasn't lying when she said she had a monster." Tex stated:
Codename: Meta
Type: Tank
Weapons: Dual Brute Shots
Height: 8' 2"
Abilities: Earthquake, Slash Attack, Leaping Crush
Ultimate: THE META: damage in melee goes up by 200% and speed by 75% making him the beast.
Pros: Possibly the Strongest thing on Earth
Cons: Can't Speak
Reaper nodded, "Good, Very good." He said as Sombra sent them a little invite.
Author's note: So how was that? Also I forgot to disclaim I own nothing, except this story. And you all will see Ana, Orisa, and Bastion, as well as Junkrat and Roadhog. So until next update, Churchisalive is still kicking.