Overwatch Fanfiction: The Love We Feel 💕COMPLETED💕

Chapter 56: Perfect Plan

"We've lost two members of Talon in one week to Overwatch!" Doomfist slammed his coffee cup down on the floor breaking it into pieces. Good thing he can drink scalding hot cream water with one sip because it was empty.

Everyone was sitting criss-cross applesauce on the ground of Sombra's apartment bearly awake. Doomfist woke them up super early so that they could plan a powerful revenge attack on Overwatch.

"Wait, who was the other one?" Moira yawned. 

"Junkrat." Reaper replied as he tiredly lifted his coffee mug up to his mask and let its contents drip onto the floor. His mask was blocking the way to his lips.

"Who?"

"¡We're not going to let Overwatch hurt us anymore!" Sombra was wide awake with rage. "Doomfist and I stayed up all night working up the perfect plan to exterminate them."

Doomfist rolled out some valentines day wrapping paper with the plans written out on the back with a green RoseArt marker.

"Ok, so they're here in Attacker Spawn A," Sombra pointed at the map of the Watchpoint "But also in all of it." She ran her finger around the map in a circle.

"So we need to be big beefy boys to infiltrate it successfully," Doomfist stated.

"I'm already a big beefy boy." Reaper crossed his arms. He was kind of grumpy from being awake so early. He was not a morning person.

"Okay but not all of us are." Sombra rolled her eyes. "So here's the plan. I will hack all of us so we get super buffs because there's four of us and at least 12 of them."

"When we get swole, we'll just go over to the Watchpoint." Doomfist drew a line from the terrible drawing of Sombra's apartment to the mountain that the Watchpoint was in. They were pretty much next door neighbors. "And then-" Doomfist was interrupted by Sombra shooting the map.

"That."

"Is that it?" Moira asked.

"Pretty much, this is our last ditch effort." Sombra sat back down from shooting the map. "We have no other supplies, contacts or access points we can try, this is most literally our only option."

"Ah." Reaper said.

"You have no plan!" Moira was peeved. "No wonder you suck!"

Sombra gasped. "¡No u!"

"You're too impulsive." Moira began, "You don't take the time to fully plan out things, you just go in and do it. That's why Widow and that blond kid died." She ignored Sombra's amazing comeback.

"What's a plan?" Doomfist asked jokingly.

Moira rolled her eyes. "If we want to get revenge on Overwatch, we're going to need a real plan," she said.

"What's your idea?" Reaper asked.

Then Moira spent the next 45 minutes explaining her master plan while Sombra pouted like a child. She sat back and acted like she didn't care until Moira complemented the idea of super buffing the team. Sombra was still too stubborn to admit that Moira's plan was the most genius thing she ever heard.

"We'll meet back up here in a few hours, you go get whatever you need to win Moira," Doomfist muttered whilst walking into Sombra's computer corner to get ultra beefy.

Moira clapped her hands together, now that they had a plan there wasn't a 100% chance of death. "Alright Reaper, we need to go to Nepal," she said.