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Ana Amari had heard rumors that Overwatch had returned. She had heard from Jack Morrison, who had found her in Egypt, that they were needed again. Talon had resurfaced, and with a few of their operatives going rouge for "going to far against what Talon was planning", and the aftermath needed cleaning up. Jack gave her the coordinates for the base the new Overwatch been setting up in (along with the pictures and names of some of the new members) and left, telling Ana she knew were to go if she decided she wanted to make a difference again. The next day, Ana was heading for Gibraltar.

Dressed in her "Shrike" outfit, Ana arrived at the front gate of Watchpoint: Gibraltar at night, with her two suitcases, packed to the brim in her hands (one packed with personal items and one with every bit of information she had gathered since her "death") and Biotic Rifle on her back. "Brings back so many memories", Ana thought to herself as she put one suitcase to knock on the gigantic gate. Before she even could make contact, the gate began to open. Once opened, Ana was greeted by the sight of a tall, muscular pink haired woman in athletic sweats. From what Ana had seen, her name was Zarya.

"You must be the new one Morison spoke about", Zarya said as she took the bags out of Ana's hands. "It's a pleasure to formally meet you, Shrike. Come with me, I'll take you to your quarters. Watch were you walk, some fools who also live here think it's a good idea to 'have fun' dangerously or stupidly. Sometimes both."

Ana followed the Russian woman into the watchoint, smirking behind her mask. "My reputation proceeds me." Ana couldn't help but notice the thick black waistband sticking out of Zarya's pants.

Not even a minute into the building (which looked much, much, larger than she had remembered), the elderly Egyptian woman stopped dead in her tracks as she saw a sight that most people would have been confused by. A girl who Ana didn't recognize has walking though. That would be normal to most. What wasn't normal was her lack of pants and her "interesting" choice of clothing. The girl's pink bunny print panties were completely lodged up her butt and over her chin. As the girl passed, Ana caught a generous glimpse of her scarlet, pert bottom.

"As I said," Zarya said, snapping Ana out her to gazing, "Dangerous or stupid. That is Hana Song. She likes to mess with some of the other girls at the base. And it usually ends like that." Zarya once again walked towards the living quarters of the watchpoint, with Ana following suit.

"You don't talk much, do you?" Zarya asked after reaching Ana's assigned room. "I'm just going to say this now: I want to know who you are. Not because I want to turn you in to my original employer, but for the sake of trust among comrades. Here, we all have to keep each other safe during this clean up operation, and secret after it is said and done. It would be best to know who has my back."

When the door was shut behind the women, Ana chuckled and began to take her mask off. "Amari, Ana. And knowing Jack, he made all of the new recruits swear to that." Ana reached her hand out, offering a hand shake to Zarya. "No hard feelings for anything I've done in the past?"

"None that would cause a fight." Zarya shook Ana's hand. "Besides, we all have to go by that. Considering who lives under this roof."

"Oh, who might that be?" Ana said in a joking tone.

"Morison might have told you this," Zarya began, "but a few Talon baby's turned traitor after they were blamed for sabotaging Talon. One of them threw an important business man off a bridge, crippling their finances. One hacked into their network, stole something that must have been important, and dragged three of her friends with her here. They came to us, and in exchange for working with us, they get to stay here and must help stop Talon. We're all criminals at this point, right?"

Ana placed her rifle case and personal bag on the floor, and couldn't help but smile about the irony of it all. "They started to reemerge, then have to run to those they swore to destroy. That sounds like Jack, though. Any advantage he can get in a war, and he'll take it."

Zarya placed Ana's intelligence bag on the floor, and turned to leave. Stopping in the door frame, Zarya looked back at Ana. "I've heard stories from some of the older female members. If you every want to 'remember the glory days', stop by." With a wink, Zarya closed the door behind her.

The next hour was spent unpacking her personal belongings, making her bed, and changing her clothes. "Tomorrow, I'm going to have to meet the new Overwatch. But I have a feeling it'll be just like the glory days, indeed."

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Ana Amari had heard rumors that Overwatch had returned. She had heard from Jack Morrison, who had found her in Egypt, that they were needed again. Talon had resurfaced, and with a few of their operatives going rouge for "going to far against what Talon was planning", and the aftermath needed cleaning up. Jack gave her the coordinates for the base the new Overwatch been setting up in (along with the pictures and names of some of the new members) and left, telling Ana she knew were to go if she decided she wanted to make a difference again. The next day, Ana was heading for Gibraltar.

Dressed in her "Shrike" outfit, Ana arrived at the front gate of Watchpoint: Gibraltar at night, with her two suitcases, packed to the brim in her hands (one packed with personal items and one with every bit of information she had gathered since her "death") and Biotic Rifle on her back. "Brings back so many memories", Ana thought to herself as she put one suitcase to knock on the gigantic gate. Before she even could make contact, the gate began to open. Once opened, Ana was greeted by the sight of a tall, muscular pink haired woman in athletic sweats. From what Ana had seen, her name was Zarya.

"You must be the new one Morison spoke about", Zarya said as she took the bags out of Ana's hands. "It's a pleasure to formally meet you, Shrike. Come with me, I'll take you to your quarters. Watch were you walk, some fools who also live here think it's a good idea to 'have fun' dangerously or stupidly. Sometimes both."

Ana followed the Russian woman into the watchoint, smirking behind her mask. "My reputation proceeds me." Ana couldn't help but notice the thick black waistband sticking out of Zarya's pants.

Not even a minute into the building (which looked much, much, larger than she had remembered), the elderly Egyptian woman stopped dead in her tracks as she saw a sight that most people would have been confused by. A girl who Ana didn't recognize has walking though. That would be normal to most. What wasn't normal was her lack of pants and her "interesting" choice of clothing. The girl's pink bunny print panties were completely lodged up her butt and over her chin. As the girl passed, Ana caught a generous glimpse of her scarlet, pert bottom.

"As I said," Zarya said, snapping Ana out her to gazing, "Dangerous or stupid. That is Hana Song. She likes to mess with some of the other girls at the base. And it usually ends like that." Zarya once again walked towards the living quarters of the watchpoint, with Ana following suit.

"You don't talk much, do you?" Zarya asked after reaching Ana's assigned room. "I'm just going to say this now: I want to know who you are. Not because I want to turn you in to my original employer, but for the sake of trust among comrades. Here, we all have to keep each other safe during this clean up operation, and secret after it is said and done. It would be best to know who has my back."

When the door was shut behind the women, Ana chuckled and began to take her mask off. "Amari, Ana. And knowing Jack, he made all of the new recruits swear to that." Ana reached her hand out, offering a hand shake to Zarya. "No hard feelings for anything I've done in the past?"

"None that would cause a fight." Zarya shook Ana's hand. "Besides, we all have to go by that. Considering who lives under this roof."

"Oh, who might that be?" Ana said in a joking tone.

"Morison might have told you this," Zarya began, "but a few Talon baby's turned traitor after they were blamed for sabotaging Talon. One of them threw an important business man off a bridge, crippling their finances. One hacked into their network, stole something that must have been important, and dragged three of her friends with her here. They came to us, and in exchange for working with us, they get to stay here and must help stop Talon. We're all criminals at this point, right?"

Ana placed her rifle case and personal bag on the floor, and couldn't help but smile about the irony of it all. "They started to reemerge, then have to run to those they swore to destroy. That sounds like Jack, though. Any advantage he can get in a war, and he'll take it."

Zarya placed Ana's intelligence bag on the floor, and turned to leave. Stopping in the door frame, Zarya looked back at Ana. "I've heard stories from some of the older female members. If you every want to 'remember the glory days', stop by." With a wink, Zarya closed the door behind her.

The next hour was spent unpacking her personal belongings, making her bed, and changing her clothes. "Tomorrow, I'm going to have to meet the new Overwatch. But I have a feeling it'll be just like the glory days, indeed."