Your pov
You were a weapons dealer you made and sold weapons to everyone and anyone. One of your returning clients was talon the terrorist group bent on world domination let's just say they payed well. You were currently in the middle of a trade deal with sombra they usually send reaper but he musta been busy. "Alright so how much for three crates of these" she said while pointing to an assault rifle "well that'll cost you bout $500 but if you want to pay an extra $100 I can have my guys fit them with extended mags and I'll even throw two crates of ammo in for free" "hmm dea" she was cut off by an explosion "alroit ya bloody drongos put Cha hands up" "who the hell are you" "my names junkrat and that tub o lard is Ma mate roadhog" the larger man just gave a disinterested grunt "we are here ta arrest ya in the name of Overwatch" "are you fucking kidding me sombra do something" "yea no your on your Own amiga" then in a burst of purple light she was gone. You looked at junkrat then roadhog "well see you later" you yelled and started running but you felt sharp pain in your waist you were than pulled back towards roadhog he punched you in the face knocking you unconscious
(Time skip brought to you by my back pain)
D.vas pov
I was sitting at base board out of my mind seriously why did 76 think it would be a good Idea to send those Junkers "brrrrinnggg" I turn towards the noise to see junkrat and roadhog holding someone who I could only imagine was the weapons dealer "finally" I say in a monotone voice "oi shilea me an roadie wanna get somthen ta eat could ya take him to his cell" "uhh fine" I started escorting the prisoner and decided to strike up a conversation "sooo why did you join talon" he gave me a strange look "I don't work for them they're just clients" "yea and what other evil organisations do you supply" "the muertos the American military" "wait what the American military really" "yep" "well here's your cell i guess 76 will be here to question you soon"
(Time skip brought to you by my god dose anyone have any painkillers)
Your pov
"45 bottles of beer on the wall 45 bottles of beer oh god I'm bored" my cells door opened revealing an old guy with a mask "get up I'm taking you to the integration room" "oh hey got any beer" "what are talking about just get up" "fine fine"
(Tiny time skip to the integration room brought to you by please I'll take anything legal or otherwise)
Your pov
I was sitting in a chair in a dimly lit room sitting across from me was the guy with the mask who I suppose is 76.
"Alright gramps here's the deal I'm willing to cut" "what makes you think your getting a deal" "because I have weapons,illegal trade routes and information you aren't legally recognised as being reformed so you can't arrest meaning your only option would be to execute me and I'm to valuable to do that" I finish my sentence with a smirk. "Your right what's going to join Overwatch" "and if I don't" after saying that a door opened revealing a bastion in sentry mode "I would suggest you join" the bastion reloaded releasing various mechanical sounds "fine" was all I could say before the bastion shifted to recon mode walked up to me and hugged me chirping happily
D.vas pov
"Hana your gonna escort (y/n) to his warehouse to collect a few things" "fine see ya later 76 come on noob"
(Time skip to after you and d.va collect all your things brought to you by you know what forget pain killers just give a loaded gun I'll kill my pain the old fashioned way)
Your pov
"Well that's everything hay there's this really nice restaurant not far from here my treat" she gave me a look suggesting that she was considering the offer "sure just let me deactivate my mech don't want to accidentally blow up" "wait it could do that" she just looked at me and winked
