An Overwatch Fanfiction: Blackwatch

Chapter 15

I rose up from the chair and stretched my back.  Jesus, I was thirsty. I made a mental note to swing by the Mess Hall to pick up a drink on my way back to my room. As I stood up from the table, I thought to myself that I should go talk to that Aaron guy and try to get to know him a little better considering we’ll be working together soon enough.

Now, should I get a Coke, or maybe one of those Lucozade things that Tracer loves so dearly I thought to myself as I exited the conference room. My thoughts we interrupted by Aaron

Waving me down from across the hallway.

“Hello Evan, I forgot to introduce myself before the meeting. I’m Aaron.” He said, extending out his hand.

“Oh good, I wanted to see you for a second.” I responded, shaking his hand.

“I can’t help but notice that I haven't see you at the recruitment program. How did you become an agent so fast?” I asked curiously, wondering if I’ve see him around the facility before. He went silent for a moment. He looked around the room frantically like he was trying to think of a good answer.

“Today, it’s a long story on how I got her.” He explained nervously.

“Hey, I got some luggage I need to open in my room. Do you have any idea what will happen at the training?” He asked, changing the subject.

“You are going to Spar with me. I’ll teach you how to fight against people with Superhuman capabilities.” I said, remembering when Tracer told the same thing.

“Oh cool, I can’t wait. I’m looking forward to it. See ya on the field!” He said before turning around and walking back down the hallway. I did the same. Something was a little off putting about that guy, like he was hiding something. Maybe he’s just nervous or something, I don’t know.

Back to more important matters, what to drink? I started to ponder as I walked towards the mess hall once again.

...

“Are you sure about this guy? I means have you even-”

“I'm positive! We've been watching him for a fairly long time and he’s a pretty good fighter.” Tracer said, cutting me off.

“Okay, if you say so.” I said hesitantly. I slowly walked towards him as he loaded rubber bullets into his various guns.

“Hey, are you ready?” I asked as he looked up from his seat to look at me.

“Yeah, let’s go.” Aaron said, getting up from his seat and walking towards me. I brought him over to the middle of the training platform and told him to stand across from me. I looked around the outskirts of the Training grounds and noticed many of the recruitment program students and even a couple of the other full time agents observing. I was happy to see that I didn’t seriously hurt any of the students from my little escape attempt incident from a couple days back.

“Alright, give me all you got.” I told him as I drew my sword.

“Right now? This soon?” He asked, slowly pulling what looked like a AR-15 semi-auto assault rifle with a large revolving ammo drum out of it’s holster.

“In order to train you, I need to know your fighting style, so let's see it.” I told him as I adjusted my stance.

“If you say so,” Aaron said, cocking the gun. A barrage of rubber bullets zipped through the air towards me. I raised my dagger to my face and began to reflect the bullets back to where they came from. A couple seconds later the bullets stopped when Aaron realised he had been hit.

“Did you just… But that’s not… How did you…” Aaron babbled as he tried to figure out how I did what I just did.

“Like I said, superhuman capabilities.” I said, laughing a bit.

“Right,” He said switching out his rifle for a pair of identical Uzis.

“Wanna go again?” I asked, spinning the dagger in my hand. With no response, Aaron immediately dashed towards me, firing off almost a whole clip while doing so. I noticed the spray of his bullets got more and more accurate over time. Just as one of the bullets were about to make contact with me, | teleported behind him. Aaron stopped in his tracks and looked around for me. I tapped him on his back with my rubber sheathed blade. He turned around violently with a shocked look on his face.

“How the fuck did you get behind me?!” He asked in confusion. The observes erupted in laughter.

“Magic.” I said, smiling. Aaron walked back to his starting point.

“Ok, now that you know I can teleport, it might be a little easier for you this time around. My best advice is try and predict my movements.” I told him as I broke apart my dagger into two pieces.

“I can try,” Aaron said hesitantly, reloading his Uzis. He ran at me again, firing very inaccurately at first, but over time the spray of bullets got denser, just like the last time. I blinked to the left, his bullets followed. I kept blink around him for the next two minutes to see how well he would be able to track my movements. Once I thought he figured out my pattern, I changed it up and dashed in close, swiping him on his chest with my dagger.

“That was good!” I said with excitement, breathing heavily.

“Really? Thanks!” He said with a sense of pride, catching his breath.

“One last thing, I need you to think long and hard if there is anything in that arsenal of yours that could counter me and my abilities?” I asked him, putting my blade back together.

“Actually, I think there is something.” Aaron said, reaching behind him to grab a new gun.

“Alright then, come on,” I said, readying myself. He ran at me, shooting me with what seemed to be a FAMAS, which for those of you who don’t know, is just an Assault Rifle with a higher fre rate. I easily dodged the bullets by blinking off to the left slightly. But as soon as I arrived on the on the left, I was sprayed with water. I looked up to Aaron, who I guess knew where I was going to teleport. I moved the barrel of the FAMAS out of my face and stared at him with a little bit of annoyance.

“It’s usually fire… I guess for safety precautions…” Aaron started, trying his best to hold in his laughter.

“Well then..” I said, looking down at my drenched clothes.

“He’s good.” I shouted out to Tracer who was sitting on the side lines. She gave me the thumbs up.

“Now, if you would excuse me, I would like to go change into something more dry. You did good.” I said to Aaron before walking out of the Training area to my room.

Chapter Notes

So, like I said a month or 2 ago, slow progress. I'm crazy busy at the moment so please stick with me! I gotta go now cuz I'm sitting in class and I should be pay attention to how WW1 started, so leave a vote and comment telling me how bad I am at life. Peace