It was career day at school, when all the grade six's would tell the whole class what job they would like when they were older. You were listening intently and hanging on to every word, hoping someone had the same ambition as you. Everyone will love my idea, you thought, grinning at the idea of people clapping for you.
"Y/N?" the teacher called, pushing her glasses back up her nose as they had slid down slightly.
You plaster a big smile on your face and skip to the front of your class.
"When I grow up, I'm gonna join Overwatch!"
At first there was stunned silence. Then someone in the back row started sniggering. People in the front started giggling. And soon the whole class was laughing.
You frown.
There goes your idea of everyone loving your idea.
"Excuse me, it's not funny. Overwatch has saved the world, which is better than you'll ever do."
The laughing stops, drained away by the snarkiness of your comment.
"Thank you!" you say, giving a little bow.
You skip back to your seat, flopping into the hard plastic chair and propping your head on your elbows.
Oh, how they would rue the day they laughed at you.
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Okay, so that was just a (very) short prologue! Just got an idea while finishing that off. How about one of the boys and one of the girls from that class become Reaper and Widowmaker?? I'll start the next chapter before you can answer but, comment your suggestions or ideas!
~Goddess
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Joining Overwatch | A Fanfiction
AçãoYou have looked up to Overwatch since you were a kid. When the people turned against Overwatch you were devastated. So now, you're older, and you're gonna get them back together again and join! I'm totally not going to give my personality or anythin...
