Mercykill Week
Day 1: Beginnings.
The soft click of heels echoed through out the hallways of Overwatch as a young and wide eyed blonde made her way around the facility, trying to memorize the foreign place that would now be her new home. Why was it possible to feel nervous and excitement at the same time? Feeling both at once could be so overwhelming and exhausting. Confusing emotions aside, she couldn’t help but look at her surroundings with pure amazement; it was still hard to believe that she was offered a position for Overwatch. Her a young woman that was only in her twenties. Sure her research in nanotechnology was impressive (that was an understatement) but this still felt unreal to her. It was hard to contain her eagerness when Commander Morrison offered her the job.
How could she not be overjoyed? She would finally be able to make a difference in the world like she had always planned, her research would be able to help this outstanding organization and the poor victims that were caught in the crossfire of battles. As much as the woman despised violence there was a bigger picture to look at and she would make damn sure to be there to help the ones who had fallen, it was in her blood to fix what was broken. This was her chance to make things right from the past war that ripped everything away from her. Memories of gunfire and screams were still fresh, she could almost smell the horrid stench of burning flesh and iron as people bled out on the streets. The icy feeling of terror still ran down her spine thinking of the last moments she had with her parents before everything went black. No child-scratch that, no person should ever have to feel that sorrow, that great of a loss. Angie would try and make sure that no one would ever have to feel the way she did on that day.
Angela navigated the base with her belongings and a stack of folders in her hands, barely being able to see over them. Eyes big and full of excitement, she drank in all the detail she could, looking like a kid in a candy store. ‘Okay dial it down, Ziegler. Don’t make yourself look like an idiot on the first day’ she thought to herself as a couple of glances and quirked brows of curiosity were directed toward her from others as they passed by the new addition to the team. The blonde barely took notice since she was having a hard time finding her lab. This place felt like a maze, one could easily get lost if they weren’t familiar with it. The young doctor’s arms were growing tired as she wandered the building aimlessly, not having any luck finding her destination; cursing herself for denying the tour that Morrison had offered her. The woman was too independent for her own good sometimes. It was only a matter of time before the woman would be given a lecture about teamwork and how she was apart of a group now; there were no more one man jobs. This would truly be a blessing and a curse for Ziegler.
“I know this is going to be a stupid question, but are you lost?” Angela jumped once she heard the soft and velvety voice. She was too absorbed in her own world that she didn’t notice the agent next to her. She quickly turned toward the source of the voice, her eyes slightly widening under her messy bangs. That soft voice did not fit the rugged man that stood before her. He towered over her but not in a menacing way, although she was sure that he could easily be intimidating if he wanted to be. He was about the same size as Morrison, with caramel skin and the most beautiful honey colored eyes she had ever seen, a couple of scars decorating his face along with a neatly trimmed dark goatee.
“That obvious, huh? I’m trying to find the lab, I am the new medic.” She spoke with a smile as she offered a hand to the stranger. He returned with a smile that could melt any heart, his handshake firm. Angela took a moment to quickly take a good look at him, trying to place what rank he could possibly be. He adorned a grey hoodie with a chest plate strapped to his torso, tight blue pants with combat boots, and a simple grey beanie. 'He must be a recruit, probably nothing higher’ she noted to herself. Both Commander Morrison and Captain Amari were dressed in trench coats, this man was dressed so…casually.
“Ah, so you are the Angela Ziegler that everyone has been talking about. I have to say that your work is very impressive, doc. Here, I’ll show you to your lab.” He offered as he took the giant stack of folders from her aching arms, not waiting for protest as he started to lead the way. The blonde couldn’t help the small blush that began to dust her pale cheeks. It was a common recurrence to receive compliments for the doctor but it still flustered her, she was always known for being modest. In all honesty she didn’t feel worthy for the praise that she received.
“Thank you sir, and yes that would be me. I was not aware that I was already well known around here.” The blonde observed with a small laugh, a small spike of nervousness stirring in the pit of her stomach. This all was starting to feel a bit overwhelming for the poor medic.
“Ah, you will learn that word gets around fast in this place. Bunch of gossipers I swear.” He snorted while shaking his head. “But don’t worry, mostly everyone is friendly.” The man was quick to add once he noticed her stiff aura, he remembered his first day on the job. Being a newbie was never an easy task.
“That’s not what I’ve heard. I’ve been warned about a certain commander.” The blonde interjected with a faint frown. “Apparently I am suppose to steer clear of him?” The man looked over to her with a perked brow, silently asking who this commander was. “I guess his name is Commander Reyes?” She questioned, letting out a small huff as she tried to keep up with his pace as rounded a corner. A small grin started to form on the man’s face as a glint of mischief made itself apparent in his golden eyes.
“Oh, Reyes? Yeah, that guy can be a real asshole. It would be best you avoid him if you can. He’s not very fond of newbies, doesn’t have the patience for them.” There was amusement in his voice as the young doctor’s eyes widened at his warning. Fear began to course through her body at the thought of running into this Reyes fellow. “Actually makes a lot of the new recruits cry, making them question if they were actually cut out for this type of work.” He continued with a small shrug. Angela was about to make a comment when the man stopped abruptly, almost causing her to crash into his backside. He turned around to face her, motioning to the side with his head. “We made it. This is your new workplace.” The doctor’s eyes sparkled with happiness as she looked through the window to her lab. She couldn’t wait to get settled in and start back up on her research. The blonde was snapped out of her thoughts as the man gently placed the files back into her hands.
“Well, it was nice meeting you, Doc. I have to attend to my rounds now, I hope you settle in nicely. If you ever need anymore help navigating this place just let me know, I’ll never let anyone know that you asked for directions.” He teased before giving her small wave, turning on his heel to continue his path down the hall to his destination.
“Wait, Sir! I never caught your name!” She quickly called out to him as he made it half way down the hall. Angela scolded herself for being rude and not asking for his name in the beginning of their conversation. Something about the man made her mind fuzzy and it was hard to tell if that was a good thing or not. The man turned around with a shit eating grin, continuing to walk backwards as he gave a small shrug. Her ocean eyes widened when his response fell from his lips.
“Reyes.”
