Sorry this took me so long, I know some of you had wished for to update sooner but, many things had prevented me from doing so.
Also Character Update : Church/Krieg
Church: 250 HP/Krieg: 450 HP
Quick Heal: Injects a needle in body restoring 175 health/ cool down: 10 seconds.
Arrogant Asshole: Injects a needle in body reducing damage by 75% for 7 seconds/ cool down: 10 seconds.
Perks: Church=Embrace The Pain; does more damage the lower his health is. Krieg=Bloodlust; every elimination in Berserker Mode restores full health.
[On A Droship On It's Way To Australia]
Tucker and Caboose were getting the final touches of their outfits ready. They needed to pose as Junkers in order to get all the information that they could have about Church. So in order to sneak around the area they'd have to look like the locals.
"Alright Caboose, you ready?" Tucker asked.
"I've been ready for this for a while." Caboose said.
"Thanks again, Lena." Tucker said to their pilot.
"Anytime luv, but you know what's waiting for us back home right?" Tracer asked.
"Yeah, I do, but we can't worry about that right now." Tucker said as he put on his disguise.
"Well let's hope this goes better then my Blackwatch days." McCree said getting his gear ready.
"Let's hope there are no casualties instead, McCree." Angela had said instead.
"Aaaand done, the team is all ready." Brigitte said helping Caboose with his outfit.
Tucker stood up on the stairs near the cockpit to look at who joined the group. He saw the cowboy, with a questionable back story, the pilot who was also the poster lady for overwatch, the angel who'd keep everyone alive, the shield maiden who would protect everyone. Including himself and Caboose, others would still be at the base receiving their punishment.
"I want to thank you all from the bottom of my heart. I haven't lead a team in a long time. So for all of you to volunteer your lives, I can't thank you enough." Tucker said.
"You guys are one of the best families we've seen. You fight, you make up, you protect each other, you guys are incredible. We'd be happy to help you out." Tracer said, "Oh by the way, 10 minutes until it's drop time."
Tucker began to remember the events that went down about 2 weeks ago.
[2 weeks earlier]
The news that Church had gone missing had alerted the entire base with everyone inside it. Tucker had practically told everyone as he ran through the whole base just to give the heads up to everyone.
He called a meeting to everyone to see on how to come up with ideas on how to retrieve Church. Now Tucker was hoping for the aid of all the members of Overwatch.
After Everyone had entered the room Tucker had begun his speech, "So after recent intelligence we discovered Church was kidnapped and taken to the large continent of Australia." He said.
D.va raised her hand, "How do you know he didn't go there willingly?" She asked.
"Because Church would never ever go to this kind place, ever." Tucker said.
"Alright well, I suppose that we can make a grid system, and use the satellites to search for him." Winston proposed.
"Yes, thank you." Tucker said as he sat down with a huge smile, thinking he'd get his friend back.
"Now assuming I can get another satellite in the air, and position it directly over Australia air space, that should take 1 week at most." Winston answered honestly.
Tucker sighed out loud, "If that's the fastest you can do, that's perfect, thank you." Tucker said.
"After we have his precise location we can send an anonymous tip to one of the largest intelligence agencies. Assuming they make it one of their top priorities we should have him in around 3 weeks. If they don't that can take longer around 4 to five months. And even longer if they don't consider it a case at all." Winston sadly said.
"Woah, 3 weeks, at least. News Flash: Church isn't going to last 3 more days after that one week." Tucker said.
"Soldier this is how things are done, what do you suppose we do?" Soldier 76 asked.
"Let me go, I can find him faster than anyone else can." Tucker answered.
"And risk you bringing attention to Gibraltar? Endangering the fact that Overwatch is alive and kicking? Causing everyone's lives here to be placed in harm's way?" Soldier 76 asked looking at Tucker.
"Well what do you expect? What happened to never leave a man behind?" Tucker asked.
"That's a rule that has it's moments of exceptions and this is one of those moments." Soldier 76 said.
"Fuck you, you arrogant piece of shit. That's my brother out there." Tucker said grabbing Soldier's jacket.
"Zarya, Reinhardt, put him in the brig." Soldier demanded as he pushed Tucker off him.
"You bastard! You're leaving a man to die! Church might die because of you! You son of a-" Tucker screamed as he was escorted roughly down the halls.
"Don't let him out until I say so." Soldier 76 demanded from Winston.
The remaining Reds and Blues stayed quiet about the situation. They had no idea how to react to what they had witnessed right in front of them. On one side they'd possibly never see Church, on the other they'd be severely punished. They kept wondering what to do.
[One week later]
Tucker had stayed in the cell he was placed in, he received three square meals a day. He was only able to shower with a member of Overwatch escorting him to the shower room. And he received no visit from his teammates of Reds and Blues.
What he did in his time in that cell was think, what he thought of was all connected. Who would save Church? What was happening to Church right now? Why was Soldier 76 so persistent on keeping everyone away from Church?
He kept thinking about that all while he focused on strengthening up. His mind was strengthened with him staring straight at a wall and thinking about one goal. Tucker did elevated push ups with his bed and did upside down crunches.
His only visitor in 1 week was a friend he had first met coming here.
"Hey luv, how you doing?" Tracer asked.
"Fine, been better." Tucker answered.
"So you really got 76's knickers in a twist." She said.
"How so?" He asked.
"He grounded all aircraft." Tracer answered.
"Really?" Tucker asked.
"Yeah chap, he seems to really make a point he's in charge." Tracer said.
"Tracer, I have to get out of here, please tell me you understand..." Tucker asked. "Tell me you wouldn't abandoned everything for your best friend." He said.
"I can't, because I would." Tracer answered, "But if I help you I'll be right next to you in her Majesty's pleasure." She said.
"I know, so I'll break out alone, just don't tell anyone, please." Tucker begged.
"Have you lost the plot? If someone sees you, they'll blast your arse." Tracer warned.
"It wouldn't be the first time I disobeyed orders like this." He said.
After a moment has passed Tracer thought of a plan, "Wait a week, then in half a fortnight we grab our gear while everyone is in bed ford shire." She suggested.
Tucker hesitated, but that was a good plan, "Alright, sounds better than what I had thought up."
Tracer nodded, "I'll give you a bell when the plan is in play, one more question..."
Tucker sighed, "Yes Tracer, I understood you the whole time, I know British slang."
"That's wicked mate. I was just taking the piss." Tracer finished.
"God, you know I can't tell whether it's annoying, or cool, so I'll say neither." Tucker said as he went back to his position.
[Another week Later]
Tucker and Tracer had been secretly planning their strategy on what the best methods were. when it came to this moment. Waiting till the satellite was in position to reveal Church's location was in a make shift city called Junker Town.
Tucker told Tracer to let Caboose in on the plan at the last second, that way no one got suspicious. Which she did, with great difficulty after that point because Caboose grew excited.
Tracer planned to use her high status with Overwatch in order to get keys to one of the drop ships. She could also recall to get out of any trouble she saw coming her way.
And that night was when the plan was set in motion.
[With Tucker]
Tracer had received guarding Tucker to get the plan going. When she was sure that Zarya had left her post that's when she let Tucker out.
The transparent blue door lifted open as Tucker set everything up, "I'll start sneaking my way to the hangar, you got way more jobs than I do, sorry." He said.
Tracer shook her head, "No worries luv, you got this, besides, I don't need to sneak around." She said.
With that they went their separate ways.
[With Lena]
She had arrived at the office building they keep the keys for the jets. No one was guarding it but Athena only granted access to those specifically above level beta.
Tracer was perfectly fine, "Alright, one set of keys please Athena?" Tracer asked.
"Access: Denied" Athena had stated.
"What, oh come on, please." Tracer asked.
"Alpha Level Clearance Only." Athena explained.
"Aw, rubbish." Tracer said.
"Lena?" Another female voice called out.
Tracer spun around quickly, "Ah, Dr. Zeigler, what are you doing here?" She asked.
"I came out here to lock some medical files away. What about you?" Angela asked.
"Just taking a stroll, Not much." Tracer lied.
"It's quite a shame, Church was talking to me in therapy about a problem he has." Mercy started.
"Dr. Zeigler?" Tracer asked.
"He has suffered a lot more than most people, he reminds me of Gabriel. Well, before..." Angela started saying.
"Yeah, I know I see it that way too. They were both really cool." Tracer said.
"I just wish I could've done more for both of them." Mercy said.
That's when Tracer had a crazy idea, "What if you could help out Church?" Tracer asked.
"I would not hesitate, why?" Mercy asked.
"Alright don't tell anyone but, me and another member from the team are going on a secret rescue mission." Tracer said.
"Normally Jack would lock the team up, but in this case, to hell with it. So need help getting some keys." Mercy asked with a smile.
"But only Alpha Level Clearance can..." Tracer began.
"Access: Granted" Athena said as Dr. Zeigler put her I.D. in the slot.
"Did you forget sometimes medical goes above even the commanders orders?" Mercy asked as she looked grabbed the keys that they would need.
[With Caboose]
Caboose had one job, and one job only, a job so simple anyone else could do it. Caboose's only job was to grab his gear, act naturally, and walk out to the dropship.
However Caboose wasn't just anyone else, but that wasn't the problem. The biggest problem was that the base it self was a freakin maze. Anybody who wasn't careful could become lost in the halls of the building. Which led Caboose to his current problem, stuck at an intersection of two large hallways.
For a moment he did not move, until someone bumped into him from behind, "Oh, I'm sorry, I just became lost around here. Just heading to the haaaaaaaa..." Caboose trailed off as he saw who bumped into him.
Brigitte, with a few grease and oil stains on her stood right in front of him, "Oh sorry Caboose, didn't see you there. I just came from my shop, still working on your armor as you can tell given the mess I must look like am I right?" Brigitte asked.
Normally she'd be right, but the few black stains made her look that much beautiful. Caboose was still taken back by her appearance, but this time had a voice, "No, you don't look bad, you look pretty...uhhh...nice. Yeah, pretty nice." Caboose said cursing himself on the inside.
"Awww, thank you. Anyway where you heading, maybe we could walk together for a while." Brigitte suggested with her hands behind his back.
"So um, do you know where the hangar is because, I must have misplaced it." Caboose said as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Oh yeah, I understand. This place is so confusing since many of you guys weren't here for long. Here follow me." She said holding out her hand for Caboose to hold.
Caboose was torn apart from the inside, on one hand he needed to lie to Brigitte. If he didn't lie then he'd have to risk the chance of never seeing Church again. He was truly conflicted now.
"Hey, it must be hard for you, with your friend Church and all." Brigitte said.
Caboose quietly nodded.
"If it's any help, I know how you feel." Brigitte added.
"Really?" Caboose asked.
"Yeah, when my Dad and Reinhardt were removed from the organization I was furious. They gave everything and then some, and were treated horribly." Brigitte said as she held her head low.
After a small while passed Caboose opened up, "Brigitte I can't lie to you so I need to tell you this." He said holding one of her hands with both his large hands.
"Caboose, you can tell me anything, trust me." Brigitte said hoping Caboose would open up.
"Brigitte. Tucker, Tracer and I are going to get Church. We're sneaking away from the base. I can't lose him. He's my best friend. Don't tell anyone please." Caboose begged as he looked into her eyes.
Brigitte was silent, her eyes showed she was shocked, Caboose expected her to run in the other direction, "Hey, if you really care about your friend that much I'll fight with you." She said caressing his cheek with her hand.
"Thank you. Thank you." Caboose repeated as he walked towards the hangar
[With Tucker]
The plan was perfect, everyone doing their jobs and keeping quiet. Tucker was just a few hundred meters from the hangar if he remembered correctly. Even though he had only been in the base for a little while, his memory did not fail him.
He kept his ears open to avoid footsteps that would be coming his way. Tucker had learned much from his time off, which was why he stopped, "Y'know McCree, those boots can be heard a mile away." Tucker said to their seemingly empty hallway.
Seconds later McCree walked out from around the corner, "Damn, and here I was thinking I was quiet." The cowboy said.
"Well, I thought it was on purpose. To hide the approach of the ninja." Tucker said as he turned to the side so he could see both the cowboy and the ninja.
"You knew of my presence, impressive." Genji said dropping from the ceiling to look at Tucker.
"Not really, besides McCree's cheap cigar, your chrome penis smells like it was recently polished." Tucker said hoping to get a laugh from one of them.
McCree walked slowly towards Tucker, "I hate to do this, but orders are orders." He said as he pulled out a pair of cuffs.
"You're both making a mistake, I can't leave him, he means more to me than any of you assholes could understand." Tucker said as his hands were placed behind his back.
McCree smiled as he took his time with the cuffs, "You know you're a lot like me when I first came here." McCree said.
"Let me guess, cause I'm immature." Tucker assumed.
"Well yeah a little but, also because you're doing it for someone else. You're got on your side if you do this for family and frankly, that's all I need to know about you." McCree finished as he released the cuffs away from Tucker's wrists.
"Wait, what? Are you serious?" Tucker asked.
"Go, I'll stall them." Genji said as he rushed to the main base control room.
"C'mon we got a flight to catch." McCree said as he and Tucker began to jog. Tucker replied with a nod.
[At The Hangar]
Tracer was already on the controls making sure that everything would be prepared for flight. Mercy in the copilot seat as she handled the controls to the loading doors and observed the atmospheric conditions.
Caboose was loading as much of the cargo as he could've with the heaviest crates they'd need. Brigitte assisted whenever she saw Caboose really struggle with one of the crates. They loaded ammo, scrap metal, armor, med kits, etc. everything but the kitchen sink.
McCree and Tucker were running through the doors as everything had seemed to be all ready for take off. Tucker had looked at the now team of six members and made sure everything was in order.
"Brig, everything on board." Tucker asked.
"Just the one I have and Caboose has the last one." Brigitte answered.
"Trace how we looking on our flight." Tucker asked.
"Everything is in order, we can leave just as soon as Caboose gets in." Tracer answered.
Caboose placed that last crate down as he got into his seat and put all the straps down. Brigitte sat next to him as McCree sat on the opposite of the dropship. Tucker stood and watched through the orange transparent doors as he made sure no one was following.
The ship lifted off the ground as Tucker caught a glimpse of Soldier 76. Everyone on the ship would be chewed out, but Tucker would take the fall himself. Now they were on their way to Australia. Where their friend was more or less in a sick twisted paradise.
End of ChapterSorry this took awhile, but recently things had been difficult with my promise for multiple other chapters.