The elite international task force- Overwatch has been set up to gather each country's finest personnel alike. However, after years of backlash and internal conflicts, the organisation is starting to crumble. A small but powerful militia, lead by a...
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AFatLlama (First story I read was your Tracer X Reader book!)
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The Omnic Crisis devastated most of the world, with one of the worst examples in the Australian Outback, irradiating the land and turning it into a wasteland. This was the same story in Nevada, although some areas remained untouched.
The Deadlock Gang mostly occupied Route 66 and Deadlock Gorge, but tales told them of a city untouched by the detonations scorching the wastelands. Las Vegas remained open for business, overlooked by its mysterious Overseer and guarded by spec ops soldiers and private militia.
For Elizabeth Caledonia "Calamity" Ashe, taking Las Vegas was anything bigger than a military train robbery or killing Jesse McCree. Those jobs, "even a baby could do it," she liked to quote. She sent scouts to observe security, only for bodies to pile up. Some claimed that a man in a white suit with a skull mask and hat took sniper shots, others say it was the militia.
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Former Overwatch agent? Talon Council member? Or some ancestor of a 1950's crime lord? Only time will tell later in the story.
Blue moon... You saw me standing alone... Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for Someone I really could care for And then there suddenly appeared before me The only one my arms will hold I heard somebody whisper "Please adore me" And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold! Blue moon! Now I'm no longer alone....
Ashe and her crew worked hard to transport the bodies, making arrangements for their own private funeral. The Deadlock Gang was family to her and supported her in the toughest of times.
As they continued to work under the cloudless night of the Nevada desert outside Las Vegas, she noticed on the corner of her eye, a figure on top of the cliffs.
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The white duster coat loosely flowing in the crisp and chill wind, with the all-to-familiar skull mask of the hitman Wildcard.
"War. War never changes."*
1. Quote from Ulysses S. Grant, 18th US President or the Fallout intro
