Not alright (songfic)

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All dressed up
In a white straight jacket
Shut your mouth
No you can't have it
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The sun, high in the sky, illuminated the place crowded of people in front of a imposing building. Flags floated in the wind, with one being decorated of the iconic symbol of Overwatch. Facing the entrance in the first rank, peoples were standing still, with proud looks in their eyes. They wore blue and white straight formal costumes and metallic barriers separated them from the crowd.

"And we are here, dear citizen and dear soldiers, to announce the name of the new Strike Commender of the international organization of Overwatch !" The voice of the first minister of the United Nations resonated in the loud speakers while cameras filmed everything and relayed the pictures all around the world. A young lady approached the man behind his desk and gave him a white letter. The minister quickly opened it.
"And this name is..." he lowered his eyes on the paper.

"Jack Arthur Morrison !"

A salvo of claps, whistles and screams of joy resounded in the air as the elected move forward. The fighters of the organization applauded in unison, approbation and relief painted on their face.

But...

In a corner of shadows, stood the only person that didn't share the same general enthusiasm. The cold glow in his brown eyes contrasted with the deep rage, humiliation and jealousy that burned in the heart of the ex-Strike Commander Gabriel Reyes. Without a word, he went away.

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Paper air planes
Open window
Here today
And gone tomorrow
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A door opened brutally. Reyes entered in with the sound of angry steps. He fell heavily on his bed and screamed loudly in the pillow, who smothered the sounds. Wearing his BlackWatch suits, he just went out of a long and annoying interrogation after the f**** up mission in Venise.

Suddenly, the man get up and walked all around the room, mumbling to himself. He looked up and saw through the open window the outdoor landscape. The sunset shined against the glassy towers of the town, making them look like they were made of ice. He approached the opening and put his elbows on the frame while his breath calmed down. The commender stayed like this a long time, his mind jumping from a thought to another, the look in his eyes empty.

Then he turned back, pick something up on the only table in the place and made a fine paper plane between his thick fingers. Gabriel contemplated it a long moment... then gently throw it away outside by the window. The wind took it away...all like it took something away from his heart...

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All messed up
And slightly twisted
Am I sick or am I gifted
Wooo
I don't care if you apologize
I can't lie
Wooo
I can't lie
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It started to be dark outside. Some agents joined their bedroom in the headquarters or went back in their apartment in town. Every thing seemed quite and peaceful. However...
"SHUT THE F*** UP ! IT'S NOT YOUR BUSINESS!"
"Yes it is when we're talking about the security of people!"
Jack and Gabriel were arguing in the hangar of the HQ, huge enough to contain a little assault plane and other vehicles. The Strike Commander tried to keep his calm against the twisted face of anger of the BlackWatch chief.

"OH You're the one talking about security when YOU let a teen drives a space-traveller ship then disappear for THREE WHOLE MONTH!" this one shouted.
"First, Lena Oxton is the most qualified pilot of her section and second, the engineer didn't have any idea that a accident like this could happen!" Jack answered quickly.
"Just like I said: you don't care about others !" Gabriel pushed him and moved forward then the American took his left arm firmly.
"Commender Reyes, you need to cease these actions or else, I will be forced to fire you." The man in black stopped.
"I see... you can't lie anymore right ?" He said after a second of silence. He turned back, a small hysterical laugh stirring his shoulder
"You always thought that I was an encumbrance isn't it ? A encumbrance for the ascent of the great Jack Morrison !" Gabriel said with a sarcastic tone.
"Wait-"
"My demotion isn't enough for you !? You want to kick me out once for all so you can work without any problems coming from the s*** little leader that is Gabriel Reyes?!" He cuted sharply, his voice reaching the higher note.
"N-No ! I didn't mean that ! I..." Jack straightened, looking directly in the eyes of the man in front of him.
"Listen, I am really sorry if I upset you bu-"
"I don't care if your apologies."
"It's too late." Gabriel unsheathed a knife in front of the commander's face.

"Too damn late."

And he jumped on him.

Jack dodged the blade aimed toward his heart, took the arm of his opponent and make him fall on the ground, back against the cold floor. The assailant gave a powerful kick in his belly, pushed him out of the way and pick up the knife further away then charged again. The Commender blocked the attack with crowbar he just found, deviated the weapon, rolled on the side and strongly pushed Gabriel against a big white box.
"Bip...Bip...Bip..."
Both fighters froze, hearing a weak and weird noise produced here.

Jack walked to the box, where the sound seemed to came from, as Reyes stood up and looked inside.
A bright smile dial on a white big cylinder shined with a cold and fateful blue glow...

5
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4
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3...

"JACK!"
This one was suddenly thrown away behind a thick piece of a plane.

And everything exploded.

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I like to stare at the sun
And think about what I've done
I lie awake in my great escape
I like crossing the line
Its for losing my mind
Are you okay
'Cause I feel fine
Maybe its me
I'm just crazy
Maybe I like that I'm not alright
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The grey sky covered of clouds cleared itself little by little, letting fine rays of light appeared. A dark silhouette stared at the rising sun, standing on the roof of a huge building and breathing heavily. A voice suddenly cut him in his thoughts, making him sight loudly.
"Reaper, it's time to go," it says with a pronounced French accent
"Good"

It was quite inside the big hangar covered of snow. Some soldiers were doing rounds and guarded the weapon warehouse. They wore big fur hat with a little flag of Russia sewed on it. Then the sound of shots resounded... and everything went to chaos.

The alarms were activated. Troops ran and yelled orders to each other as gun shot were exchanged and blood spreading on the walls and frozen grounds. A lot of member of Talon walked silently, clearing the area. They had a red helmet on their head, which shined evilly in the light. Soon, the guardians grouped in the center of the main room, confused and shocked by the speed and precision of the attack.

"Boss ! We need hel-" A bullet of a sniper shot the talkie walkie in which the chief of the guards spoke. Another man wrote very quickly on a hard light keyboard, an expression of horror on his face. Suddenly, a purple silhouette appeared in the middle of the crowd.

"Apagando las luces!"
All devices stopped working as the hacker Sombra disappear, teleported in a purple glow, letting black smoke surrounded the soldiers.
"Die. D i e. DIE !"
Reaper exclaimed , turning on himself and taking down every single person. Screams of pain echoed everywhere. The guards tried to escape the death blossom and terrorized men called for help... But nobody came.

Then the dark mist faded away and the assassin appeared with corpses lying on the floor all around him, covered of blood. The silence fell heavily, as no one has been spared...but it was suddenly broken. The mercenary started to laugh madly, losing his mind, louder and louder... completely crazy... like the psychopath he became, without any mercy in his heart...

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Maybe I like that I'm not alright

Maybe I like that I'm not alright