The MEKA and the Mechanic (D.Va X reader)

1.1: Secrets of Gibraltar

As you step into the secret Overwatch base nestled in the craggy cliffs of Gibraltar, the atmosphere is electric with covert energy. This once-prominent organization, now deemed rogue, thrives in the shadows, its members united by a shared vision of a brighter future. Amidst this clandestine setting, you're drawn to the figure of D.Va — Hana Song. Her reputation as a former pro gamer turned valiant Overwatch agent precedes her, and her courage shines like a beacon in these tumultuous times.

"Welcome to the underground," D.Va greets, her grin radiating a blend of mischief and resolve. "You ready to shake things up?"

You nod, feeling a surge of adrenaline. D.Va's aura, a perfect amalgam of tenacity and charm, instantly fortifies your spirit. "Absolutely. What's on the agenda?"

"We've got some high-stakes courier work," she replies, her tone shifting from playful to earnest. "It might seem straightforward, but in our line of work, nothing ever is. We're playing a game with no rules now, and every decision, every action has its weight."

D.Va meticulously lays out the mission's details, emphasizing the need for constant alertness in Overwatch's new reality. Operating outside the law, the value of each team member's role is magnified, a concept that resonates with you on a profound level.

As you gear up for the task, D.Va shares anecdotes from her colorful past — her days dominating gaming arenas and her transformative journey with Overwatch. Each story serves as a testament to her belief in the power of adaptability and perseverance.

"Heroism isn't about sticking to a playbook," D.Va reflects, checking her iconic mech, which stands ready in the hangar. "It's about having heart, confronting your fears, and harnessing them. We all grapple with our inner demons, but it's our response to these struggles that shapes us."

Her words mirror your own internal narrative, filled with uncertainty and apprehension. However, D.Va's openness about her challenges offers comfort, reminding you that growth is a continuous, often challenging journey with its share of triumphs.

Emerging into the glaring sun, the heft of your equipment serves as a tangible reminder of the risks inherent in your covert endeavors. Standing beside D.Va, a sense of unity envelops you, a feeling of being part of a cause far greater than any individual. As the transport sets off, D.Va's gaze is unwavering, embodying both a mentor and a comrade.

The journey is tense yet exhilarating. D.Va's vigilant eyes never stray from the landscape unfurling before you. "What led you to join Overwatch?" she asks, genuine curiosity in her voice.

Your reply comes from a place of deep conviction — a yearning to contribute to a cause greater than oneself, to be part of a legacy of hope. "Overwatch represents more than just a team; it's a beacon of hope in a world that often seems bereft of it."

D.Va nods, a look of understanding crossing her features. "That's the essence of Overwatch. Being a light in the darkness. But remember, even the mightiest heroes face challenges."

As the conversation progresses, the mood lightens, and you find common ground in shared experiences. It's during these moments that the humanity of Overwatch's legends becomes apparent — they are not just icons but individuals with dreams, fears, and aspirations.

Approaching the delivery site, D.Va's focus sharpens, her playful energy now replaced by the gravity of the mission. "Eyes and ears open. This is where we need to be at our most vigilant."

The idyllic scenery belies the inherent dangers of your profession. As you and D.Va disembark, your senses are on high alert. The package, unremarkable in appearance, carries data crucial to Overwatch's ongoing operations.

You take up a defensive position while D.Va oversees the data transfer. The air is thick with tension, a stark reminder of the high stakes in your line of work. Suddenly, D.Va stiffens, her attention snapping to the package.

A low beep emanates from the container. Peering down, D.Va's eyes fill with a mix of urgency and resolve and meet yours. "No sudden movements. We've got a situation," she states, the tone of her voice leaving no room for doubt.

The relentless beeping from the package grows more urgent, a grim countdown in the still air. D.Va's gaze is unwavering as she assesses the bomb. "It's intricate," she observes calmly, "We'll need to work together closely on this."

You both approach D.Va's mech, its imposing form a fusion of advanced technology and engineering prowess. "The mech's AI will guide us through this," D.Va says confidently, activating the control panel, her fingers flying across and tapping buttons.

The AI system comes online, its voice measured and precise. "AI operational. Bomb disposal mode engaged," it announces, displaying a detailed holographic blueprint of the bomb's complex mechanism.

The bomb is a tangle of wires, circuits, and components, each potentially lethal. "We need to dismantle it layer by layer," D.Va explains, her eyes scanning the hologram. "First, we neutralize the power source."

The AI pinpoints a small, pulsating power cell. "Power cell identified. It's shielded and pressure-sensitive. Handle with extreme care," the AI cautions.

D.Va hands you a specialized tool. "Use this to stabilize the cell while I disconnect it." The tool, emitting a low-frequency vibration, is designed to counterbalance the pressure mechanism.

Working in unison, you carefully apply the tool to the power cell while D.Va delicately unhooks it from its connections. The task requires immense concentration, a delicate dance of precision and timing.

With the power cell safely disconnected, D.Va turns her attention to the network of wires. "Now, the wiring. We can't just cut them; they're booby-trapped with a secondary detonation circuit."

The AI assists, projecting a sequence on the hologram. "Follow the sequence to bypass the secondary circuit," it instructs.

D.Va starts re-routing the wires, her movements fluid and practiced. "Cover that junction there," she directs you, pointing to a critical node. Your role is to manually override the circuit breakers as D.Va manipulates the wires, ensuring no sudden surges trigger the bomb.

After a tense few minutes of rerouting wires and overriding circuits, D.Va nods towards a series of microchips. "These chips control the detonator. We need to reprogram them simultaneously."

The AI provides a code sequence, and you both input commands into adjacent interfaces. The process is akin to solving a complex puzzle under immense pressure, each input critical to the next.

Finally, with a series of commands entered, the bomb's ominous beeping halts. The AI confirms, "Detonation sequence halted. Bomb is now safe for manual disarmament."

"It's... empty?" D.Va exclaims, peering inside. The bomb, it seems, was a decoy — there's no explosive device within.

Before you can process this revelation, a distant rumble reaches your ears. Turning towards the source of the sound, your eyes widen in horror. A plume of smoke and fire rises from the direction of the Overwatch base. The explosion, large and catastrophic, sends a chill down your spine.