Angela's Betrayal [DF x Mercy]

Her Betrayal

Doomfist's powerful strikes reverberated through the battlefield as he faced off against Genji, Tracer, and the massive form of Winston. His gauntlet clashed with their combined efforts, but he was being pushed back, cornered against a pile of debris. Winston's massive hands gripped Doomfist's arm, preventing him from escaping.

Winston's voice boomed, "It's over! Surrender now."

He bared his teeth, struggling against Winston's grasp. "I will not yield."

Just as it seemed he had no way out, a blinding light cut through the air, originating from the sky. It enveloped Doomfist, lifting him from the ground with a force he couldn't comprehend. He felt weightless, suspended in the light's embrace, as he was carried away from the battleground.

As the light faded, Doomfist found himself in a secluded place, surrounded by lush greenery. A figure emerged from the shadows, her wings gleaming with ethereal radiance. Mercy, in her Valkyrie suit, stood before him.

Doomfist's voice dripped with incredulity, "Who... who are you?"

Mercy's voice was calm and measured, her blue eyes fixing on him. "I am Dr. Angela Ziegler, but you may know me as Mercy. Surely a member of talon should know about me."

Doomfist's expression was a mix of confusion and suspicion. "Why have you helped me? You're from Overwatch, aren't you?"

Mercy's wings fluttered slightly as she approached him, her healing staff at the ready. "I've seen how your battles have left you wounded. I believe in second chances. We can mend more than just the physical wounds."

She extended her staff towards Doomfist, its tip glowing with a soft healing light. Nanobiotics surged from the staff, enveloping Doomfist's injuries and soothing his pain.

Doomfist watched the process with guarded interest. "You're betraying Overwatch?"

Mercy's gaze held a touch of sadness. "Overwatch exploited my nanobiotics research for their own purposes. I can't stand by their actions any longer."

His eyes narrowed, studying her. "And you think I'll trust you?"

Her blue eyes eyes met his, unflinching. "Trust is earned, not given. But I believe in redemption."As the healing process continued, a silence settled between them. Doomfist's tenseness gradually eased, replaced by a growing curiosity. When the healing light receded, he found himself looking at Mercy with newfound contemplation.

His voice softened, "You're not what I expected, Mercy." Seeing how the combat medic is really gentle at treating his wounds, considering he just ripped Tracer's chronal accelerator and caused her to zip around in time out of control. "You know I just caused almost irreversible damage to the city, hurt your friends and more..."

Her mechanic wings folded slightly, a faint smile forming on her lips. "People are rarely what they seem." She put the deactivated caduceus staff on her shoulder now that his wounds are fully healed, allowing Doomfist to start moving around again.

And then, as if driven by a shared understanding, Doomfist closed the distance between them. His lips met hers in a kiss that held a hint of yearning and a promise of something more.

As they pulled apart, Mercy's gaze held a mix of determination and tenderness. "Redemption is a journey, but I know what I've done is inexcusable, once they replayed the CCTV footage and clear up my light, it will be obvious it was me who saved you..."

The Overwatch organization won't forgive her after this, surely. She just openly betrayed her team.

"Then why not join talon with me if they're just going to slap the tittle of traitor on you?"

"I guess so." She take his hand and spread her wings open once again. "Lead me the way."