Overwatch Fanfiction: The Love We Feel 💕COMPLETED💕

Chapter 83: Money Movers Inc.

The bank was silent as the two police officers walked in. There was not a person to be found, as all the patrons of the bank and its tellers had fled the premises. D.va picked up dust from the ground with a gloved finger, "This is recent. This dust is just like the robbery in Hamburg, Germany done by a bunch of drunk Crusaders as they busted into a bank using their armor in 53'." D.va actually had a perfect criminal database of the past 73 years of crimes imprinted in her mind. "Take notes rookie," she said to the giant horse/cow being behind her.

"Yes ma'am," Orisa said obediently. She was the top of her class at the academy, but she still had a lot to learn about policing in the field.

"It looks like the perp immediately went to the vault," D.va said as she skirted around the pilar hiding the beings from beyond.

"And look at this Orisa, when you come in the vault you see that all the money's gone. Not even the largest of the Crusaders were ever strong enough to carry that much money, so the perp must have had accomplices," D.va said. "If only we know where they went..."

"I may be of some assistance. Canine, come forth," Orisa yelled. Suddenly, a dog shape formed out of the air and became animated. The dog that formed out of the mists of time was a pretty cute, small, black, breed of dog {of which we do not no know the name}. "Canine, can you find the assailants for us?" Orisa asked to dog.

The dog barked and began sniffing. It sniffed a trail right to a certain pink dressed being behind a pillar, but strangely Reaper was alone, without money and breathing very hard.

"Aha! What do we have here?" D.va asked.

"Oh officer! I am so glad to see you!" Reaper said overdramatically. "Those fiends... they almost got away with the money!"

"Yes," Orisa said, "And my powers of analysis show that you are likely one of those said fiends."

"Oh, how presumptuous of you!" Reaper said, adding on the drama he gained by wearing his powerful outfit. "I am completely innocent!"

"Then how does that explain how your scent was found at the scene of the crime, so quickly after the crime was committed?" D.va asked, crossing her arms sure she had caught Reaper in a logic loop.

"Oh ma'am, that's quite easy to explain," Reaper said, "See, I work for a company called Money Movers Inc." He produced a highly laminated card out of thin air {presumably with the same illusion magic keeping him in a dress}. "We specialize in moving money for banks to offshore locations during the off season. We were just scheduled to move this banks money to a seperate location when those vagabonds showed up. Luckily, my trusty assistants were here to fend them off."

Reaper flourished his hands to behind the teller desks which out popped a very well dressed blond kid, a big fisted man and cyborg ninja. The final person to jump up above the desk was a very tall german man. He was visibly old and battle scarred, but he wore a visible smile on his face.

"Right..." D.va said, "So where did these robbers go?"

"Oh that's simple... they were vaporized!" Reaper said.

"What‽" D.va interrobanged.

"Oh yes," Reaper said as Doomfist stepped forward, "This young gentleman is quite good at literally vaporizing people. My friend, please demonstrate."

Doomfist proceeded to slightly touch Orisa's arm. That arm no longer existed after the duration of the touch. Orisa turned to her superior and said, "I can conquer that this man is quite good at what he does."

D.va stoked her brow, "Ok... fine... whatever. You can go, nothing to see here." D.va said as she looked around, listless and confused. "Go move the money like you were supposed to."

Reaper and his associates bowed, and left with the money in tow. It was only later when D.va realized how bad she was at actually following through with her job. She never asked the company's name, never asked Orisa to look them up, and didn't question a company named Money Movers Inc. She may have had a perfect recollection of every crime in the past 73 years, but she was not very good at solving them. This bank robbing case remained one of D.va's most humiliating failures to date, but it didn't stop her from doing what she loved, being a police officer with a side job as a Twitch streamer. She died on the job 40 years after her greatest failure. Her partner {Orisa} and her husband {Lucio} survived her.

Meanwhile outside the bank, the gang was having conversations while running from the scene of the crime. The most important of those conversations was Doomfist apologizing to Rein for having to vaporize his armor.

"It is alright, my new friend! I still have 34 better ones at home!" Rein assured his newfound friend.

Doomfist was surprised that he was so relieved, didn't he still kind of dislike Overwatch? Well he still didn't like all of them but hey what can you do. He liked some of them and that was enough.

Meanwhile Reaper and Junkrat were having a conversation too.

"Why did you chose me to be the actor?" Reaper asked.

"Several reasons..." Junkrat said.

"Oh I've got it," Genji said, "a.) You're a good actor. b.) You can rock that dress. c.) You just have the most soothing voice out of all of us."

"Ya pretty much," Junkrat said.

"Ah thanks heart emoji," Reaper said.

"Anyway, we'll need to hide out for tonight so that Mei can have her party in peace and so that we can spend out newly earned money," Junkrat said.

"Oo oo, I know. We should invest some of this money in capital and spend the rest on beer or arcade tokens!" Reinhardt said, giddy with excitement.

And they ran off into the sunset with 30 million dollars in cash.