Angela Ziegler had been with Genji Shimada for roughly over a year. In that process, she became pregnant. A few months from now, they would have a baby boy.
Life had changed drastically for the both of them – though, it wasn't all that bad. After all, having a child is the best joy one can have in life. But now Ziegler was stuck at Watchpoint: Gibraltar, where she would tend to the wounded. She would no longer be out on the battlefield like she used to, being able to heal her comrades at a

I was at King's Row in London, England. Talon had sent me here to assassinate Tekhartha Mondatta, omnic and leader of the Shambali, a group of omnics that try to re-establish the peace between humans and omnics due to the tension that was caused after the Omnic Crisis, by means of spreading messages. Some sort of “spiritual awakening,” as I was told. Not like I believed any of that religious bullshit anyways.
Why exactly did Tekhartha need to be gotten rid of? To be honest, I don't k

Mei-Ling Zhou was going to have a baby girl. She never stopped working, though, tirelessly traveling around the world in the hopes of re-establishing the eco-network that Overwatch established several years ago, determined to find the real cause of the global climate changes. She was in Mexico, her short brown hair arranged in a bun with a fancy-looking silver pin going through it, and today, she had met a new friend, a local to the town, a Latina by the name of Sombra. Sombra gave her a tour of

They did not call me "Goddess" without a reason. I went from extreme poverty to being second in command of the Vishkar Corporation. The Omnic Crisis devastated quite a few countries, and India was no exception. The Vishkar Corporation was established as a way to eradicate the poverty that was created in Southern India and to resume commerce, by the manipulation of hard-light technology.
I happen to be one of the few who possess that ability.
Vishkar created the Architech Academy, where I was tra

Aleksandra Zaryanova never took a day off from working out. Today was no exception. She was wearing attire like that of a soccer player – a sleeveless white shirt and shorts, with stripes of red that traced her hips and her shoulders, enormous white sneakers, and blonde hair that was bundled in a ponytail. The added benefit of having Satya Vaswani with her, was that Vaswani could basically create her own gym, by manipulating hard-light technology. Being in Utopaea, India, Vaswani was able

Today was Sombra’s physical. She headed for Angela Ziegler’s office at Watchpoint: Gibraltar. Ziegler was the only person Sombra trusted from Overwatch, the only doctor she was comfortable visiting.
“Okay, Hana, Sombra should be here soon. Are you ready to do this?”
Hana Song, having finished her own physical, looked at the doctor uneasily. This was something she fantasized doing most of her life, being in someone’s stomach, some weird kink of hers. It took great co

Route 66, USA. The job was simple: deliver the payload to its destination, destroying any omnics who might come in the way. Only problem was, my team and I weren’t making very good progress.
“You aren’t being a very good healer,” I heard Amélie Lacroix complain to me. It was difficult enough to accept the fact that this blue-colored sniper was on our team, but even harder when she whines only all the time about how I’m such a terrible support. For a second I

Sombra and Amélie Lacroix were watching a soap opera on television at some home in Dorado, Mexico, eating popcorn and chugging a couple of beers between scenes.
"I told you that guy was gonna fall in love with her!" Sombra exclaimed.
Lacroix rolled her eyes and sighed. It was hard to focus on what was happening with the Mexican's big-mouth going off every two or three minutes.
Lena Oxton also happened to be there at the scene, her presence unknown to the Talon agents. She was leaning behi