Overwatch Fanfiction: The Love We Feel 💕COMPLETED💕

Chapter 64: Yes We Made a Character Out of Mercy's Concept Art. Get Over It

Mercy's blood pressure skyrocketed. She ran, faster than any person in heels could possibly run, to the foyer. Pharah followed her as fast as she could, but she was unable to keep up with the pure speed Mercy exerted.

When Mercy got to the foyer she saw the worst possible scenario her mind was able to come up with. Her father, Daddy Forgiveness, was standing in the doorway. He had somehow gotten past all of her defenses; even Bastion! In fact, he was standing there having a polite conversation with Bastion. Then he looked up at Mercy and his conversation went silent.

Daddy Forgiveness was a six foot tall man who happened to be wearing the male version of Mercy's clothes. He was undoubtedly attractive {not to Mercy you perves, I'm talking about everybody else}. He was the second most handsome man alive, but he was barely able to shatter bones with his good looks like Doomfist could.

Mercy had a feeling of pure dread in her, enough to freeze her where she stood. She felt like she was there for years, but it was only really for like a minute or so. By that time, Forgiveness was a few feet away from her. He stopped directly in front of her.

"Hello daughter," He said with his silky smooth voice.

Mercy broke out of her dread induced cryostasis and found her lost confidence, "I'm not going to let you terrorize any of the people here. I'll not let you hurt any of my friends."

Forgiveness stared at his daughter in amazement and started laughing hysterically. "Oh you rascal, I'm not here to terrorize you or your friends! I'm here to reconnect with you!"

Mercy reverted to her t-pose face, "Say what now?"

"Mercy, my favorite daughter. Come here!" He proceeded to hug Mercy.

Mercy's face had become her "I'm in infinite and horrible pain" face. Just then Pharah came into the room, gasping and wheezing with her hands on her knees. She held up a single finger.

"I'm here *gasp* I'm here *gasp* damn this armor is heavy." Then Pharah looked up to see Forgiveness hugging Mercy. Pharah had never seen Forgiveness before, but judging by how similar their clothes were and how Mercy's face looked like it was just hit by a soccer ball, it was a safe guess that he was her bespoke father.

Pharah got serious, "What are you doing here‽"

"I'm here to see my daughters, and tell them of the revelation I mustered."

"Oh."

Mercy was silent through all of this. Her brain was telling her to place items in the baggage area before she had even scanned them. She was completely dumbfounded. She had always associated Forgiveness with bad stuff, and seeing him looking all lovey dovey broke her internal processor.

"Come now, your robot friend over there said there was a living room we could chat in." He then proceeded to pick Mercy's frozen form off the ground and lift her up like a statue.

They sat in the Overwatch living room for like 4 minutes in absolute silence. Mercy finally got a clerk to help with the self checkout and began to speak again.

"That was some pretty good acting out there. What are you really here for?" Mercy asked.

"I'm here to do exactly as I told you, to reconcile and reconnect." Forgiveness replied.

Mercy crossed her arms and legs in skepticism. "As if. You're probably here to destroy us all. How did you even get out of the cave?"

Forgiveness followed in Mercy's lead and crossed his arms and legs as well, "A good samaritan freed us from captivity. And we had just gotten American Online to load too." He smiled good naturedly. "Fact of the matter is, being encaged gave me time to think. I came to many conclusions down there. The largest of which is that I should start taking my own name seriously; that I should forgive those who have betrayed me. This includes you. So I am not going to destroy any of you."

Mercy's self checkout just wouldn't cooperate today. She sat there frozen again for a while. She eventually just said, "Ok," and walked away. Forgiveness looked startled but he didn't go after her.

Mercy kept walking forward until she eventually ran headlong into Pharah. Pharah picked Mercy up like she was a teddy bear (seriously why is she getting picked up so much today) and took her to the infirmary. She sat Mercy down at a patients table like she wasn't the doctor and then sat down herself.

"He's suspicious," Pharah said good naturedly.

Mercy nodded, "We need to keep an eye on him. Frankly... I don't believe a word he said."