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Out of nowhere people started developing powers, with them heroes and villains where born, the world changed into a new era. Heroes used to keep us safe in the face of villainous crimes, they used to be the greatest line of defense we could count on, but as suddenly as they appeared they vanished. No trace of them was left when the world needed them the most. The world fell into despair when a massive unknown wave caused disaster all around the world. Everything we ever knew changed and our heroes, one can assume they died.

A question came to me during a reset. A question that has started bleeding through my veins. A question I whisper over and over in my sleep. A question you think I am asking passively. But it stitches into me, coiling around my being. A question I keep asking because it doesn't make sense. All that is left of the world is a city. She is the only person left. She doesn't know what happened, where the people went, why there is no life. You are there. But who are you? What is she? What is she supposed to do when the world resets, and more and more of the city is demolished. She's running out of time. *Completed*

Its been about 2 years since the fall of Overwatch. Overwatch has been recalled and is slowly coming back together while Blackwatch and Talon still loom about. As the days towards Valentines day come closer, Rainhardt begins to reflect on those he loved as other remember as well. But when D.Va receives a coded message that becomes coordinates to an old warzone, the team launches into a rabbit hole back into the past towards when one certain member joined the Overwatch unit. If you love this fanfic, hit the vote button on this, and follow me for more awesome stories!! See you on the warfield!!! I don't own anything from Blizzard or the Overwatch makers.

Trained under the same commission as Hawks, you saw the tragedies human lives have gone through with this hero society. Without any question, you left without a reason. Now years later, you were offered one last job. Would you fly again or fall into the brink of despair? ** This is my gift to all my 12.4k followers from Tiktok! Thank you so much for supporting my channel and my work! We have reached up to 300 followers on ��������! Keep up the good work guys! **

What happens when the world stops turning the way it should? When the streets of a city once filled with life become hunting grounds for the dead? When the last echoes of civilization are drowned in the screams of the desperate, the selfish, the cruel? The government promised order. The military promised safety. Both crumbled under the weight of their own lies. The infection was only the beginning. The real horror came after. How far will a man go to keep his humanity when starvation gnaws at his ribs and the dead claw at his door? When the strong prey on the weak and power belongs to the ruthless, who decides who gets to live - and who is left behind? Is there still room for kindness in a world where mercy is a death sentence? In the ruins of civilization, the lines between savior and monster blur. Everyone has a breaking point.

(Note: This story may contain mature content such as mentions of sexual topics, emotional trauma, manipulation, etc. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!} ---------------------- War. It's always happening, only taking long pauses. You're a top agent for Overwatch. It's not the highest of highs, but it's definantly not low. One day, you were commanded by your higher up to stop an attack from Null Sector happening in Kings Row. Of course, you accepted. Arriving there, you notice that there's barely even a fight happening, only a couple of casualties, but none dead. You investigate, eventually finding a wounded omnic getting harassed and assaulted by several humans. But the omnic in question was a surprise. ...A ravenger? ------------------------------------------- Here you are. Now on the ground in pain, cowering at the one person you love. Everything sucks. But he was the only one that understood you. You groan at the pain, looking up at his metallic body. He flexes his arm back, threatening to throw one more punch to finish you off. "I... I..." ------------------------ I do not own anything in this story, other than the story itself. You belong to you. Cover by https://twitter.com/Jam_Star135/status/1628098229060669440

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

Really quickly: This is an Overwatch fan fiction for people who like cute romances- no lemons here. Ew. I'm *trying* to keep this appropriate for all ages of WattPad users- so If you could help me by keeping the comment section clean I'd appreciate it a ton. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Talon attacked your city, you lost a part of yourself. You wake up in an Overwatch hospital, confused about what happened. As you meet more Overwatch agents, you find yourself wanting to become a part of the organization. Things change even more when you bump (quite literally) into Jesse McCree, and you find yourself falling for him... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PS. FEMALE PRONOUNS FOR READER PPs. This is my first romance based fan fiction. Don't be mad if it sucks. XD -Zia DISCLAIMER: Any characters, locations, or phrases from the game Overwatch belong to Blizzard Entertainment. I do not own any of them. Love you Blizzard. {•11/12/18 | 5,000 views•}

Guard up, head down. That was how she was always taught to be around her father. One wrong move, and a beating was on the way. She was constantly living in fear, and she couldn't take it anymore. On her 26th birthday, she ran, ran away from home, ran away from her father, ran away from her troubles. She left with only her deceased mother's necklace and bracelet, a bracelet that had unimaginable power, a bracelet that soon attracted Overwatch, a team of fighters dedicated to keeping the world safe. They found her injured and sobbing, and took her in, training her to rise up to her true potential. Overwatch became her family, and some could even become more than family. But something dark is coming just around the corner, and her troubles have caught up to her. The darkness is a lot closer than she thinks, and may know her even better than she knows herself. Set in the time that the new Overwatch event is set in (Approximately Uprising time) A-M-A-Z-I-N-G Cover and blurb made by @Human_CheshireCat Everything (except Hyacinth and Zinnia) belong to Blizzard! I do not own the majority of this. Zinnia is owned by Cuppa003 whilst I own Hyacinth :3 Inspiration for Chapter 7 Genji bit from one-shot @V-chii made (Sad - Genjixreader)

In 2021 the world as we know it changed. The government collapsed, and the worst characteristics of human nature were shown as the world fell into ruins. Years after The Fall, the Tribes that were established are still at war. They still fight to keep what they pillaged, and most of all they fight to keep their lies a secret. In a world filled with deception, nothing is as it seems. I was born into this world. Hunter Marks was molded into this world; a General- a person cold and harsh. A person meant to kill me. We were told to just believe. We were taught to never question. We're supposed to be robots and accept our roles in this altered society. Too bad Hunter and I don't follow the rules. And we're a hell of a lot stronger than they ever thought possible. They've been searching for the world's deadliest weapon. It's me. And I'm not following the leader any more.