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"So I'm warlord?" You asked Tracer with a worried face.
"We don't know, we do not know the elements of Warlord or the function. All we know you are a requirement for the project. You could have information, we don't know. All we know is we need to protect you. That is a first priority at this precise moment." Tracer Explained. "So far we haven't got any plans but we hope to figure something out. Winston is still calling upon as many of those who were apart of overwatch. the mean time, this isn't the safe place. We plan to move destinations every few days until we come up of something. I hope that's ok with you."
"Hey Tracer, Can you tell me anything about Harold Winston at all?" You asked.
"I'm sorry, I don't know a lot. Winston will definitely know something!" She scratched her head.
"Can I see him?" You asked.
"Sure, Love! As long as you are ok to stand?" She asked. You nodded your head as you stood up; she took your hand into hers and began running. Tracer was definitely like a child, but it made you smile to see her look back at you whilst running with a big smile on her face.
"No Running in the halls Tracer!" A man with grey hair stepped into the hallway behind us.
"That's no fun 'DAD'." She groaned like a moody teenager.
"Dad? This is your dad?" You asked Tracer.
"No, not at all. It's just fun to call him dad." Tracer explained. The man approached you and looked at you up and down.
"I think I have met you before." He scratched his chin, a flicker in his eye of realisation occurred. "Of course, you are the child of Harold Winston! The founder of Overwatch!" His fingers snapped.
"Ehh!?!? Is that true, (f/n)?"
"You were very small when I met you so you wouldn't of remembered. I'll let you kids go, I need to get my shit together for moving out" He turned away leaving the two of you in the corridor.
"This way, (y/n)!" Tracer cheered.
The two of you finally reached Winson's labs. the floor had several banana skins and peanut butter jars and there was a tyre hanging from a rope.
"WINSTON! Where are you big ape" Tracer giggled to herself.
A loud thud came from behind, a huge gorilla stood behind you, he looked no different from the first time you met years ago, except bigger.
"Winston" You whispered to yourself.
An expression of realisation appeared on his face. "Is that you, (y/n)" He asked you. All you could respond with was a nod. He pulled you into a hug. "it's been so long! How are you?" He asked
"Well if I was not concussed earlier, probably better." You giggled slightly.
"Sorry about what had happened to you. We need to protect you for now until we know the truth if you are warlord." He stated.
The roof began to shake and the sound of explosions broke out.
"Damn they are here! We need to get the chopper but it's dangerous for you to be in the open. Tracer, get the payload ready for (y/n) transport."
"Roger!" Tracer darted off.
"You need to trust us, okay?" Winston said with a serious voice.
"Okay" You nodded. He grabbed your hand trying to run behind him. You reached what was called as the payload.
"Here, take this. Put this on, this way you can communicate with us." He place an head set on your head, opening the door for you to sit in the back seat. You listened as you could hear the others.
"Time to move out." The payload began to move at a slow pace. You patiently waited you could hear gun shots, explosions and yelling. You were worried about the others, if they got hurt, but if they did, they had Mercy. Mercy could cure anything.
"How are you holding up, (y/n)?" You heard a voice, her accent seemed like she was Chinese.
"Who is this?" You asked.
"My name is Mei, I am an explorer and collect data on missions." Mei replied.
"Well, I'm doing okay, I'm concerned for the other's safety honestly."
"Well no need to be, we will be fine. Sit tight and we'll get through this icely, get it, because I like ice" She giggled.
You laughed "Mei, you are definitely A-Mei-zing" You laughed again.
"You catching along quickly. I've got to go, we are almost at the chopper." You could hear a smile on her face.
The door opened and you were pulled out, being forced to get into the chopper. Everything was moving so fast that you could not see who grabbed, or even the scenery. Once you were sat down, you were sat across from 'Dad' and a robotic samurai person. You looked at him with curiosity.
"(y/n), this is Genji, yes he is robot...thing" He stated the obvious.
"Oh, Hello." You smiled at him.
"Greetings, it is good to see you are awake and healthy." He said.
"He's the one that carried you out of that station" He pointed at Genji.
"Well, Thank you, I hope I was not too heavy."
"Not at all. I am looking forward to you meeting sensei."
"Where are we going now?" You asked.
"We are going to the mountain of Nepal, to Sensei's temple." He stated, he seemed excited.
"Do I need a passport?" You asked
"We don't know, we do not know the elements of Warlord or the function. All we know you are a requirement for the project. You could have information, we don't know. All we know is we need to protect you. That is a first priority at this precise moment." Tracer Explained. "So far we haven't got any plans but we hope to figure something out. Winston is still calling upon as many of those who were apart of overwatch. the mean time, this isn't the safe place. We plan to move destinations every few days until we come up of something. I hope that's ok with you."
"Hey Tracer, Can you tell me anything about Harold Winston at all?" You asked.
"I'm sorry, I don't know a lot. Winston will definitely know something!" She scratched her head.
"Can I see him?" You asked.
"Sure, Love! As long as you are ok to stand?" She asked. You nodded your head as you stood up; she took your hand into hers and began running. Tracer was definitely like a child, but it made you smile to see her look back at you whilst running with a big smile on her face.
"No Running in the halls Tracer!" A man with grey hair stepped into the hallway behind us.
"That's no fun 'DAD'." She groaned like a moody teenager.
"Dad? This is your dad?" You asked Tracer.
"No, not at all. It's just fun to call him dad." Tracer explained. The man approached you and looked at you up and down.
"I think I have met you before." He scratched his chin, a flicker in his eye of realisation occurred. "Of course, you are the child of Harold Winston! The founder of Overwatch!" His fingers snapped.
"Ehh!?!? Is that true, (f/n)?"
"You were very small when I met you so you wouldn't of remembered. I'll let you kids go, I need to get my shit together for moving out" He turned away leaving the two of you in the corridor.
"This way, (y/n)!" Tracer cheered.
The two of you finally reached Winson's labs. the floor had several banana skins and peanut butter jars and there was a tyre hanging from a rope.
"WINSTON! Where are you big ape" Tracer giggled to herself.
A loud thud came from behind, a huge gorilla stood behind you, he looked no different from the first time you met years ago, except bigger.
"Winston" You whispered to yourself.
An expression of realisation appeared on his face. "Is that you, (y/n)" He asked you. All you could respond with was a nod. He pulled you into a hug. "it's been so long! How are you?" He asked
"Well if I was not concussed earlier, probably better." You giggled slightly.
"Sorry about what had happened to you. We need to protect you for now until we know the truth if you are warlord." He stated.
The roof began to shake and the sound of explosions broke out.
"Damn they are here! We need to get the chopper but it's dangerous for you to be in the open. Tracer, get the payload ready for (y/n) transport."
"Roger!" Tracer darted off.
"You need to trust us, okay?" Winston said with a serious voice.
"Okay" You nodded. He grabbed your hand trying to run behind him. You reached what was called as the payload.
"Here, take this. Put this on, this way you can communicate with us." He place an head set on your head, opening the door for you to sit in the back seat. You listened as you could hear the others.
"Time to move out." The payload began to move at a slow pace. You patiently waited you could hear gun shots, explosions and yelling. You were worried about the others, if they got hurt, but if they did, they had Mercy. Mercy could cure anything.
"How are you holding up, (y/n)?" You heard a voice, her accent seemed like she was Chinese.
"Who is this?" You asked.
"My name is Mei, I am an explorer and collect data on missions." Mei replied.
"Well, I'm doing okay, I'm concerned for the other's safety honestly."
"Well no need to be, we will be fine. Sit tight and we'll get through this icely, get it, because I like ice" She giggled.
You laughed "Mei, you are definitely A-Mei-zing" You laughed again.
"You catching along quickly. I've got to go, we are almost at the chopper." You could hear a smile on her face.
The door opened and you were pulled out, being forced to get into the chopper. Everything was moving so fast that you could not see who grabbed, or even the scenery. Once you were sat down, you were sat across from 'Dad' and a robotic samurai person. You looked at him with curiosity.
"(y/n), this is Genji, yes he is robot...thing" He stated the obvious.
"Oh, Hello." You smiled at him.
"Greetings, it is good to see you are awake and healthy." He said.
"He's the one that carried you out of that station" He pointed at Genji.
"Well, Thank you, I hope I was not too heavy."
"Not at all. I am looking forward to you meeting sensei."
"Where are we going now?" You asked.
"We are going to the mountain of Nepal, to Sensei's temple." He stated, he seemed excited.
"Do I need a passport?" You asked
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Do i need a passport XD sry for my shitty humor