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Your childhood

(Y/n) = Your name and (L/n) = Last name, and no the picture has no relation with the story :D

You were still young when Overwatch was created, you were born during the Omnic Crisis and your life was hard every day. Some of the kids were beating you but you did not care, you became even stronger every day after these kids beat you. But as soon as you saw an Overwatch poster on the walls, you became excited and you were happy all day no matter what happened to you, you did not care that you were beaten. You had a smile on your face. Despite your hard and complicated childhood with the Omnic Crisis, you remained cheerful. No one knew how you were doing in times like this, but you did not ask questions so you remained that cheerful person. You were going to your house when you saw an Omnic being beaten by children, they had sticks and they threw stones at the Omnic. You were running towards the Omnic on seeing the dejected air he was wearing. "Stop it right now! Why are you attacking this poor Omnic?!"

The children looked at you and laughed, then they walked towards you, forgetting the Omnic. The children looked at each other, then a child stood in front of you, raising his stick and he was dangling it on you but you stopped him by taking the stick of your hand. You broke the stick with no problem and you took on an aggressive air on you. "Move away from this Omnic right now or this time I'm going to beat you!" The children grumbled, but they ran after leaving the Omnic alone. You were walking towards the Omnic who was trying to stand up alone, you ran to him and helped him get up by putting his mechanical arm on your shoulder and around your neck. "Are you all right, sir?" He nodded and began to walk with your help. You crossed a few streets with strange glances from the other people but you did not care while continuing to accompany the Omnic. You put the Omnic at his house and then you were about to leave but the Omnic stopped you. "I'm really grateful, I can not thank you enough."

You gave him a proud smile and shook your head, your cheerful mood always present. "It's nothing, sir I hope you'll recover soon take care next time, my parents always tell me we have to go out with others people so do it too!" You were going to your house, but what you saw horrifying you. Your whole house was burning but you realised only later that the whole city was being attacked. You woke up from your shock and then sprinted towards your house on fire and you went back into it without worrying that your skin would burn. You watched every room in your house, every corner of every room. You could not find anything, so you came out of your house, your clothes almost burned. All you had left was your trousers and nothing else, (if you are a girl, let's say you had a tank top left) you gave a deep breath and then you breathed a great blow. You coughed several times with tears in your eyes because of the smoke and the sadness that the event has given you.

You were seeing people running around in all directions, people screaming in terror and pain. The only ones who did not panic were the Omnics, but you did not believe for a single second that it was they who had planned this attack. In all your life, this moment was the one that struck you the most. You had never been so dejected in your whole life. Your tears were silent and you were just looking at your city burning before your eyes. You had sworn that you would never see the people you like to suffer or die in front of your eyes. It was a promise, and you went the respected until your last breath as best as possible. You had grown up in an unjust and unhappy world, and yet you believed that justice and equality could be done in this world. You trained for a day to go back to Overwatch. Day and night, not a single day you did not train. You were training with guns or melee, never once did you leave your body untrained, or less than a week but not more. You dreamed so much about integrating Overwatch, but the day the Petras law was put in place.

Your heart broke into a thousand pieces, but your motivation did not fly away. You continued to do justice in place of Overwatch. Every injustice you saw in the street, you were going to correct this injustice and then you started walking away as if nothing had happened. Many people were grateful for what you did but you always said. "It's nothing, justice has to be done by someone's hand. And if it's not Overwatch then it's up to us, citizens to do it."You had spent most of your adolescence doing justice without worrying about the other problems of your life. You did not have much to worry about in truth until people were safe was your only concern. Never once did you get tired of helping others. You never let go of the affair even in the most desperate cases. Fatigue never got the better of you, especially on a mission and you were trying to hold on to the end. That's just who you were (Y/n) (L/n), a simple citizen who did justice in his/her own way. All people knew you had a passion for Overwatch you always talked about them as your source of motivation, so how will you react when you learn that on the day of your 30 years you will integrate Overwatch without thinking it once. Yes, you will be invited by an agent of Overwatch during your trip to a country of Europe.

A/n: Okay, I hope this first chapter you like. Do not hesitate to guess which agent of Overwatch you will meet in the next chapter in the comments. The next chapter will surely come out in the week.

-Astarlow