| OVERWATCH | The New Hope

Chapter 2: Affiliation

A/N: Welcome to the second chapter of my latest Overwatch book.  I am glad you've made it this far :)  Just wanted to point out trying to find the exact time lines and making this completely accurate is not the easiest, especially mainly going off pictures of them back in the good ol' days, so if stuff does not seem the most accurate or in the future things aren't the same, please don't blame me.  I am writing this for my, and your entertainment, I am not Blizzard and I do not know the exact story line and lore, I am just trying to have some fun, and try to make it my own but similar to the real story line.  Like for example: Mercy would be 17 at the age of joining Overwatch, or could've been younger.  It kind of just makes me think how she managed to figure out how to resurrect people when she joined Overwatch at age 17.  So she either skipped a lot of years of high school, and was a child prodigy or figured it out along the way or something.  Just doesn't settle right with me, so I'll clean that up, and she'll be older in this, probably late 20s.  Also not every chapter will be the same, but this chapter will follow Angela again.  Unless you guys want this to follow her.  Enjoy guys. -NM

"Welcome Ms. Ziegler, please take a seat." A voice boomed out after seeing Angela's entree.  The room was very wide, almost as big as an auditorium.  It kind of was like a auditorium. Within the center sat a round table, it had chairs seated all around it.  At the very front of the room sat three seats occupied by the three founding members of Overwatch.  Strike-Commander Jack Morrison,   Blackwatch Commander Gabriel Reyes, and Captain Amari.  The Strike-Commander stood up, and gestured for her to come over to him.  He sat at the very middle, with the other two around him.  He stood tall and elegant, strong and sturdy, a brave and trustworthy man to lead you on the battlefield. To his left say Captain Amari.  A beautiful but dangerous woman with deadly aim.  The Blackwatch Commander, on the right, a rough looking man, face full of scars, and held a rough goatee.  His eyes were sad, and looked lost.  Once you got past it, he was a very nice guy.

"Please, no need to be nervous Ms. Ziegler, we're all friends here, are we not?" Captain Amari said as the young blonde sat down next to her.  

"So, how many others are coming?  1 or 2?" She said a little quieter than she wanted.  

"Don't hide your voice, it shows in battle, make them unable to detect a single emotion in you." Reyes said to her roughly.  

"Good thing she's the doctor huh, and calm down Gabriel, she's the only doctor we have, and it'd be really nice if you didn't scare her away."  She laughed and nudged Angela.  

"Oh I'm fine, men like him don't bother me.  I don't scar easily." She said smiling.  

"Jack! Ana! Gabriel!" A loud low voice came from the double doors of the room, and an extremely muscled man said walking into the room.  "It's been too long!" He said smiling, and holding his hands out.  The young doctor assumed they were friends, that he used them by their first names.  

"Hello Reinhardt, welcome." Jack said smiling, and shaking his hand.  Angela could've sworn she saw a hint of grimace on the Strike-Commander's face after doing so.  

"Reinhardt." Commander Reyes said, crossing his arm and leaning back in his chair.  

"And you, I believe we haven't met before." The man said getting down on one knee, taking Angela's hand and kissing it like a nobleman to royalty.  "I am Reinhardt Wilhelm, you are?"

Giggling Angela retrieved her hand and answered him, "I am Angela Ziegler, I am the new head doctor."

"Oh you'll see him plenty of times.  Once we start going into battle, he'll always have to come back to you." Ana said, hands on her sides, they way they looked at each other, they definitely had some sort of history.