The Missing Racer [Overwatch]

Prologue Pt.4: Playing with fire

London - 20:15, one month later.

[I thought it was over, but I was wrong. One nightmare turned into another one. In the morning, I was had a dream of this girl again. She blinked before me, pushed me and I fell down on the street. However, as I tried to shoot a grappling hook, it suddenly disappeared from my forearm, and I hitted the concrete hard, I heard the alarm clock, and saw my own car, driving on it's own will, accelerating towards me. Before it hitted me, I woke up shocked in my sleeping bag. I held my forehead and took a few calm breaths. I did not wanted to hurt anyone from Assault Group. I wanted to be a hero, but I don't know how long I have to hide from her.]

[I was in the Hyde Park, looking at the city from there. And I was talking to Daimon by the phone.]

Daimon: I have a strange hunch, Peter. As if something was going to happen tonight. You saw her again, but, give it a rest.

[When I heard what he said, I was silent before answering]

Daimon: Look, maybe you saved those civilians during this Uprising, but... you will not be a hero anyway. Maybe some people have called you a hero, but a hero who is a racer for hire in London? I do not know. But you need to stop thinking and talking about the past. Do you think that you can fix everything, like leaving my sister at the wreck of this fighter? Left, cold, without anything?

[I was still silent]

Daimon: Look, just let go of what passed... and move on.

Courier: Ten.

Daimon: What?

Courier: There were ten of people that I've managed to save during the Uprising.

Courier: Keira, Chloe, Ryan and Alex. All four of the Harrison's family. Mary Bing, Jaimin Keencot, Aaron Kelso... Do you want me to list all of them for you? Cause I remember them, and I've been making deliveries for them as well. And they knew, what I had to do, to save them all.

Daimon: Listen, bro. Maybe you will try to fix something, just as I tried to save one of my buddies when he got hit but... [sigh]. Just get back to the garage, buddy.

Courier: I'll be back. I'll buy snacks from the store.

Daimon: By the way, ask if they have those Caramel & Chocolate Flakes.

Courier: Sure. [I hanged up, and played the recording]

Tracer [recorded]: I just want to talk to him! And if I have to pacify him- [Courier taps his smartphone and rewinds the recording.]

Tracer [recorded]: You just hiding him from me, do you?

Daimon [recorded]: And you want to find him to pacify him?

Tracer [recorded]: No, I just want to talk to him! [I sighed and stopped the recording and moved onto the eavesdropped one, just about today.]