Overwatch Fanfiction: The Love We Feel 💕COMPLETED💕

Chapter 2: Other Smexy Beasts but they're the Villains

Meanwhile, across town, Overwatch's arch nemesis, Talon, was also just getting home. Talon was just like 4 people, but they were also a family. Their HQ was a lot less impressive than Watchpoint:Gibraltar, seeing as it was just Sombra's apartment.

Doomfist, Widowmaker, Sombra, and Reaper were just getting back from doing some evil activity because they are the villains. They were all mad because they didn't actually do anything, because along with being evil, they were also failures. They wanted to rob a convenience store, but Reaper had gotten distracted on the way there by a KFC chicken joint that had just opened up.

They entered the premises carrying like 30 lbs worth of chicken; with no convenience store money whatsoever. They all went their separate ways to eat their chicken in shame.

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A few hours later, Junkrat and Roadhog entered the premises. They weren't fully rendered yet and were standing in the t-pose. After about a minute , their animation loaded in and they were able to move. They have arrived... at Talon HQ. They were looking for work because they were broke. Talon were the only people evil enough to accept them, they thought.

Sombra stood up from her desk that was actually a flimsy old cardboard box in the middle of the room with a laptop on it. "¿Who the hell are you?" she asked Spanishly.

"Junkrat and Roadhog," Junkrat introduced himself and his best friend Roadhog. He gave a silly little bow.

Suddenly, the hottest man alive entered the room. "It is I... Doomfist!" the devilishly handsome man said. "Now bow down before me you useless peasants," he continued with a dorky smile and terrible wink that made everyone's soul shrivel up and die slowly.

"Oh, okay," Roadhog and Junkrat said in unison. They tried their best to kneel before the man they hoped would hire them. Roadhog was too fat to kneel well, so Doomfist punched him out of infinity. Roadhog died instantly. He was gone. Junkrat had no time to mourn his best friend's death.

"¡WTF náh fém s scréw y-you!" Sombra said to the murder of the pig dude.

"Lol it was just a prank bro," Doomfist loled. Sombra decided that it was just a prank and loled along with Doomfist. Then she went back to playing Roblox or whatever she was doing before..

Reaper suddenly burst through the door like a maniac, yelling at the top of his rotting and dead lungs, "WHERE MY DAMN CHICKEN WINGS AT‽ WIDOWMAKER PROMISED ME THE REST OF HER KFC CHICKEN WINGS!"

From across the room, Widowmaker sniped Reaper's hand but missed because Reaper had moved it. She threw the bucket of KFC famous fried chicken at Reaper. "Stop being such a meanie," she said coolly and Frenchly.

"WHY THE HELL! YOU KNOW WHAT, I HAVE MY DELICIOUS, FINGER-LICKING-GOOD WINGS AND LEGS SO YOU CAN SUCK IT!" Reaper yelled while pointing a half eaten drum leg at Widowmaker. (This paragraph is sponsored by Kentucky Fried Chicken. KFC! Come to us for the disease you've always wanted).

Sombra invisibilitied over to Reaper and slapped the drum leg onto the floor so he would shut up and cry from the loss of his precious chicken. He began to cry as he ran out of the room deep throating a chicken wing. Just like Sombra wanted.

Once Reaper was gone, Widowmaker sexily walked over to Junkrat. "Wtf are you doing here?" she asked.

"Lol I'm poor I need me some money," Junkrat begged.

Doomifist, who was also there if you forgot, boied Junkrat out of his own existence. Talon had no money. They were a sad agency of villains that only wanted to destroy Overwatch because of plot purposes. Their HQ was literally Sombra's apartment with a cardboard box as a desk.

"Yeah, sure," Doomfist smiled, "You're a part of Talon now, I guess! We'll be paying you at least 3 cents an hour. Maybe even 4!"

Junkrat rejoiced. He would finally be able to pay off the debt his father left him with after he died during the Omnic Crisis. Junkrat would no longer have to sell his belongings or his body for money. Actually, Junkrat was too ugly for anyone to buy him and his belongings were just rocks that he found in people's gardens.

***

After Junkrat was done unpacking his belongings (pocket lint and shame), he entered the room with the cardboard box.

Reaper was laying on the floor making a noise that sounded, just, awful.

"Bro, you good?" Junkrat asked, standing above the darkly dressed zombie man.

"I'm hungies!" Reaper complained from the floor.

Widowmaker rolled her eyes from across the room, "We literally just had KFC you troglodyte!"

"I'm still hungies!" Reaper complained.

"Ugh," Widowmaker said. She turned to Doomfist and asked, "Could you get him to shut up?"

Doomfist shrugged. Talon didn't have so much as a hot plate they could burn dry ramen on.

"I guess we're going to TGIW again," Doomfist said.

"¿You sure boss?" Sombra asked, "¿What if they remember us from last time?"

"Lol, they won't," Doomfist said, "We wore disguises that time."

"Oh, right," Sombra said, remembering the time they had gone to Thank God It's Wendsdays dressed up like mummies when they were still rich enough to afford toilet paper. "Let's go then," Sombra said, closing her laptop.

"You come too, new kid," Doomfist said.

"You mean I actually get to eat food‽ Crikey this job is better than I thought it would be!" Junkrat replied.

Then Talon went to TGIW to dine and dash for the fourth time that week, and to scheme their next evil scheme. They weren't caught.