Bringing The Arsenal: Overwatch

Chapter Eight: Spar

I walk out of Valhalla and head down the hallway to the training place for the spar, wearing unmarked military gear. I reach to the training facility, opening the doors and strolling in with the duffle bag weighting down on my shoulders. I proceed to pass through a checkpoint before a security officer directed me to go inside the booth, where a man behind a glass display was waiting for me.

"You can't use lethals in the training. We need to replace your ammo with rubber". He tells me while opening a dispenser for me to deposit.

I pull out the weapons and head to the table next to the counter. He watches me as I unload the clips onto the table. I head back to the receptionist and shove the discarded live ammo into the dispenser and send it to him. Like a clerk at a foreign currency exchange, He stores the clips of live ammo onto one drawer and pulls out different set from another and sends it back.

"Thanks for the heads up, sir." I say while storing them into my bag to load onto my weapons.

"Hey, I need to ask you something." The ammo keeper commanded. I look up while placing the ammo in the bag.

"I could not help but notice the weapons you had with you look unique. Did you make them". He asked out of curiosity.

"Yeah, I made them myself". I say with a smile.

"So you are the agent that has access to Valhalla. You can send down your weapons to the training facility from your armory and we can fill in your guns with rubber before you arrive to pick them up to use at the training facility".

"Cool." I reply back. A second later, I turn around to the caged man. "What is your name, by the way?"

The caged man looks at me funny, seeing that someone new asks him who he is. "Bryce". The cage man coughs out.

"My name is Aaron, thanks for the heads up." I smile before I start to leave. I walk out to spot the cyborg ninja that I saw from the conference room earlier today

"Aaron, you showed up just in time". The ninja speaks in a robotic Japanese accent. "My name is Genji, follow me to the combat arena." I nodded in confirmation as I grab the duffel bag and head to the arena. Genji walks to the side lines of the arena. As I head inside, I sat down at a bench and took out my weapons from the duffel bag to load the clips.

As I look up, I see students from the academy sitting on the bleachers surrounding the area. I grab the Patriot and took out the revolver ammo drum to insert six clips in. I spot some of the students looking at me funny while I load the weapons, as if I am some freak obsessed with guns. If only they lived through my shoes for at least a month.

As I loaded the last magazine into the drum, I turn the safety on for a small test. I face a wall and pulled the trigger once. The wheel rotates, confirming it works. I put down the gun and grab the Yin/Yang as I spot two people talking to each other near me. It's Tracer and Evan, good. I gave them a quick wave before I load the clips into the micro Uzis. I put the dual SMGs onto my side arm holsters as I grab Puffy to load in a gas canister in. It felt a bit heavier than usual, prompting me to shake the canister to hear a gurgling sound inside. They replaced the gas with something else, but I am not going to find out what it is by testing it here. As soon as I screwed the canister into the FAMAS, I strapped it onto my back.

"Hey, are you ready?" Evan asks me.

"Sure, lets go." I nod as I got up from the bench. I realize it is more of a lesson than a spar and Evan will be my teacher, kind got me nervous. What is he thinking of me now? Some stranger that Overwatch picked up randomly hidden from the grid? Get it together, Aaron. Evan is just curious of what you can do.