[Overwatch] Zarya and Mei Fanfiction

Part One

Okay, I figured out what I want to do with this story. Basically I'm going to redo it. What that means is I'm going to edit my chapters, like complete overhaul of all of them and make the writing something I can be proud of. Then, I'm going to be rereleasing the chapters as I'm done editing them. So hopefully, I'll be releasing more complex, more eloquent and more interesting chapters. I hope to make the storyline stronger and over all better. I hope this is something that can excite you guys without stressing me out too much. In a way, it should be like a whole new story. You can ask me any questions in my inbox or in the comments, thanks!
"Who is this?" I heard a strong, male voice from up above,

"This is Mei-Ling Zhou, a climatologist who was assigned to Overwatch's monitoring station at Watchpoint: Antarctica." A British voice said quickly,

"Why isn't she there now?" The original voice asked,

"Well, on the eve of the first Omnic Crisis a polar storm cut it off from the outside world, leaving the facility damaged and her and the others stranded. The scientists saw no rescue in the near future so they entered cryostasis in a last-ditch effort to survive until a rescue attempt could be made." The British voice said again, I tugged at my parka nervously. It felt strange hearing someone else know everything about me, especially because I couldn't see them,

"Rescue never came–rather, it came several years too late. The rest of her team didn't make it through cryostasis. She was the only survivor." the same voice finished. There was a long pause before anyone said anything,

"Like lost puppy." this voice sounded Russian, sharp and loud,

"Yes, Zarya. She certainly is like a... lost puppy." The british woman spoke again,

Well I'm not helpless. I thought to myself,

"Winston actually led the search and rescue party, when he recalled overwatch a few months back he saw that Mei appeared on the map... up until that point he thought she was dead." The British woman sounded sad, I also felt a pang in my heart... I also thought I was dead until I saw Winston that fateful morning.

"Well let's see what she can do." the original, male voice said,

I couldn't see them through the dark window hovering over the room in which I had been brought to. I imagine it's a one-way mirror, designed for them to see out but not for me to see in. The room I was in was all white with a few box shaped compartments on the walls. I imagine that's where some kind of training bots would come from. I was in the new Overwatch headquarters, after I had been rescued I was told that Overwatch had disbanded shortly after I entered stasis. But I also heard that Winston was recalling the entire Overwatch team plus some new alliances because of a group called Talon... apparently they were bad news.

They also told me that my co-workers–my friends were dead. My entire world had been flipped upside down in the few hours it took Winston to explain everything. But now I had a purpose again, Winston said that I had to go through a sort of "tryout" period. Which is exactly what I was doing in this room, I was trying out.

One question remained still, what created the polar storm that killed my friends? It was not natural, I knew that for sure.

The first wave of bots was easy, I took them down quickly with my endothermic blaster. I felt rather proud of myself, three years later and I can still pull my weight in battle. The second wave hit and this time they were larger, and quick. I, on the other hand, was not quick. I put up an ice wall in order to slow the income of new bots. I took on the ones circling me and watched them crash to the ground. The new bots broke through the ice wall and attacked. These seemed to have some kind of immunity to freeze, I decided to switch to combat. I grabbed ahold of one and cracked its battery pack, I then used this one to throw at two others. Two birds with one stone, great. The third wave hit and it was much larger this time. Two large bots, these didn't fly either. They came in fast and I panicked. Snowball, my weather altering robot and my best friend, unattached from my pack and began circling the room. A blizzard came forth and froze the two bots where they stood. I sighed, prematurely. I opened my eyes and saw they had both broke free of the ice and were coming in fast. I flinched and heard the distinct crackling noise of ice freezing over my body. I was in cryo-freeze. It's my only defence when I'm in a bind.