Dark Rebellion: A Ramattra x Reader story. (COMPLETE)

Final Act

At home.
Looking at yourself in a mirror, you got ready for the day. Slipping on your black jumpsuit followed by socks and black sneakers.
"Just one more day of this shit..."
You stuck a clear plastic earpiece in your right ear, trying to hide it away with your downed hair. Looking at your wedding ring, picking it up then sliding it onto your ring finger.
"See you later, love..."

Walking over to the front room, an organized set of equipment set on the counter. The device Sombra gave you, as well as EMP charges with a detonator, packing those away in a satchel and swinging it over your shoulder you headed out the Overwatch HQ.

.Overwatch HQ.

Phase 1

At the HQ, the first security checkpoint was easy, show the guard your guest card then he'll let you in. That's the easy part. The next security checkpoint was the bag check. Your heart began to beat faster, your stomach knotted, yet you took a deep breath and continued with the mission. You set your satchel in the bin, following it with your eyes as it passes through the X-ray scans.

"Ma'am? Ma'am? Ma'am!"
Your focus turned to the other security officer.
"Please, pass through the metal detector" he gave a sigh annoyed.
"Right, of course..."
The metal detector goes off when you pass through, your wedding ring. The security officer noticed it and didn't pay much mind to it.
"Alright, let me pat you down just in case. Arms and legs spread out, please."
You turned around, back facing the officer, he patted down your legs and then your arms. While he did so, in the corner of your eye a camera shuts down lowering itself. The X-ray scanner your satchel went through got hacked, confirming it was okay before the officer could even look carefully at it.
"Alright, ma'am you're good to go."
Taking your satchel you walk off. Holy shit. It worked.

Phase 2

Sombra snickers over the comms. "This is too easy, I thought you said it would be a challenge?"
"You'd think Overwatch would have better security...anyways, where am I going?" You replied.
"Follow my directions, go left."
Sombra scanned through the HQ blueprints, maps, and tour paths.
You followed her directions, she told you where to turn, and to stop so she could disable cameras before entering.
"Alright, you're clear. Server rooms should be ahead. There will be a code lock and a key card scanner, the code is 5278 and I've updated your key card to have security access."
You nodded, walking up the server room door, imputing in the code then scanning your card. The door clicks open.
"Thank you, Sombra..."

Quickly, you opened the satchel, taking the device Sombra had given you, turning it into a USB then shoving it into a port on a server box.
"It's all yours...quickly though, I have to plant the charges."
Sombra began downloading the files, everything from events, history, past battles, information about the team and their personal information.

Opening the satchel, you begin to plant the charges, hiding them within the small crevasses of the server boxes.
"Got it, don't detonate those yet...next step."

Phase 3

You did it, now last step. Meet up with Winston. Last interview, let's get it over with.
The cameras were still down, making it an easy escape from the server room.
"Good morning, Winston. Sorry I'm late...had to use the ladies room."
You walked up behind him giving him a scare. Giggling. The two of you walked to the room.
Winston sat down, as did you.

"Alright, this is our last meeting so, any more details you'd like to share?" Winston pushes up his glasses, he looked at you, you seemed oddly happy today.

"As a matter of a fact, I never got to thank you for that day...Who was it that saved us?"
Tracer, Mercy, Reinhardt, and Torbjörn. Of course if It wasn't for Jack Morrison to go against the British government and the gag order then we would have been doomed. Right? Right..."
As you talked to Winston, stalling him from going anywhere, jets flew over the HQ. Eventually, a louder rumble, a dropship hovers over the base. Setting the detonator in your satchel, the comms began to scramble. Winston looked around hearing the dropship, he looked at you sternly, with a low grumble.
"What are you planning..."