I decided to do a MercyKill story for all my MercyKill followers. I recently had this head canon, and I hope you all like it.
Before you judge, just read the story and you might find yourself surprised with how you feel about it :)
I’m going to start with an introduction that will lead up to my idea of how MercyKill came about.
I apologize for it’s length but it’s necessary to give you the full story before MercyKill came about in my mind.
Enjoy! Feedback and Reblogging are welcome.
Intro: Overwatch had been shut down since the accident. Angela felt that it was best it stayed that way. She couldn’t bring herself to go back anyway. Not after what she did…
Her worst fears came into perspective when Winston had contacted her, telling her that there was a need for Overwatch again. Talon had begun attacking his facility, and he was attempting to call the gang back together. Angela not only felt uncomfortable with the idea, but she also knew the entire gang wouldn’t be there. Two people would be missing…two very important people…the men she attempted to save after the explosion, but something went terribly wrong…
Out of all the attempts to save her friends, only two out of three were successful. The first was Genji. His brother had practically mutilated him. He was as good as dead when she found him. He was deformed, his features unrecognizable. He was barely breathing. She knew he’d never be able to live the same again, if he had any chances of living at all. She had to put him on a life support unit while she worked on an idea to keep him alive using a unique armor. The armor would help him breathe and move with ease. It would help strengthen him. And so became the Cyborg Ninja. When Genji awoke, his new self in tact, he thanked Angela for her hard efforts. He would be forever grateful.
Then the explosion of Overwatch Headquarters. Jack and Gabriel were the only two inside. They had been fighting a lot, and she was the only one who knew about their fights. She should had tried to put a stop to it, but she thought they could work it out. Turns out they couldn’t. Angela was horrified that her friends were probably dead. She couldn’t allow herself to accept it; to walk away. She made her way through the rubble of what was left of the building. No one saw her go in, and she wanted it to stay that way. She found Jack first, he still had a small ounce of a pulse. Using her Caduceus Staff, she healed him as best she could, just to stabilize him long enough for her to search for Gabriel. It took her way too long to find him. Finally seeing his feet sticking out from under a piece of fallen ceiling, she used all the strength she had to lift the heavy tile from his body. As she feared, he no longer had a pulse. He was clinically dead. She knew that as a doctor she should have just pronounced him dead and called the time of death, but she couldn’t bare it. Not when it was Gabriel… Knowingly she’d have to pay the consequences of her actions, she plummeted her staff into his chest, piercing his heart. “Heroes never die!” She screamed at the top of her lungs, and activated her staff. Gabriel’s eyes shot open, his back arched from the ground, and a black mist began escaping from his mouth. It was nothing she had ever seen before. It was then she realized she made the biggest mistake. It was one thing to heal someone that still had a pulse, but it was another to bring someone back from the dead. She not only brought her friend back, but she brought back something from another world with him…the spiritual world. His body started changing before her.. His once tan skin tone became pale, his eyes turned red, his wounds began to heal themselves and then….he was gone. His entire body vanished into a black cloud of smoke and left her standing there in a state of fear, shock and confusion. She looked back over to wear Jack had been laying…but he too was gone! Scared of what would come about of her actions, she set fire to the remains of the building and later told the others that Jack’s and Gabriel’s bodies had not been found and burned with the building.
It had been five years since the shutdown of Overwatch and it was still hard for Angela to even be able to work properly, to think properly. She practiced as a doctor in war, attending to injured soldiers. Her Valkyrie Suit and Caduceus staff put away for good. The injuries of war kept her mind distracted, until the day she got the call from Winston. At first she had told Winston she couldn’t come back, but after a lot of thought she knew that Overwatch needed her. She was the only one that could heal quickly aside from Ana’s biotic darts, but Ana had died in the recent years. Rumored that she had been killed by a Talon sniper. She felt bad for little Fareeha, who probably wasn’t so little anymore. She’d looked up to Jack and Gabriel and now her mother was dead also. Overwatch had lost so many…which is why it was important for her to fight for the lives of the remaining.
After returning to Overwatch, Winston and Tracer had been watching the news. They’d found a man with odd abilities. It was reported that he could run in unbelievable speeds than that of a normal human. He wore a visor that covered most of his face. It seemed as though he used it for target enhancement. He had stolen equipment from the abandoned explosion site that must have been in the weapons room in the basement that didn’t suffer from the fire. He stole Jack’s pulse rifle and biotic canisters. The man went by the name of Soldier 76. Everyone he came across only ended up with non-threatening injuries. Winston was determined to find him and stop him. Angela, however, found the man oddly familiar. Her stomach felt like it had dropped, and a bile began to form in her mouth, making her sick. It was him… she knew it. Jack Morrison… but how did he end up with such abilities. She healed him like she would anyone else with injuries. He’d had a pulse, unlike Gabriel.
Winston and Tracer were successful in capturing the Soldier, but Angela knew he would go with them freely. Of course Jack would go with them willingly, they were his old friends. Soldier 76 had convinced Winston that he wasn’t harming anyone and he was only fighting for what was right, and that he wanted to join Overwatch. Winston agreed to it as long as Mercy approved his abilities to be safe for battle…Angela feared what was to come of her reunion with Jack. The others were oblivious that it was him. Of course, she did tell them all that he was dead.
Angela was in her med bay treating one of the new Overwatch members who sustained an ankle fracture while running. He was a young Brazilian who had created a unique way to healing. Since Angela had returned, she’d bonded with the young man, intrigued by his ideas. She was happy to have a healing partner on the team. If their battles were anything like the past, she’d need all the help she could get.
“Good to go, Lucio.” She patted his leg, signaling he could step down off the table and smiled.
“Wow! Thanks, Doc! You’re the best!” He said with enthusiasm and skipped out of the room as if he never sustained an injury at all.
“A lot of young talent joining Overwatch these days…” Soldier 76 said from the doorway, startling Angela.
She looked to him, placing her shaky hands into her lab coat pockets and took a deep breath.
“Come in…” She spoke quietly.
He entered the med bay while she got a new, clean sheet for the medical table. She patted the table, signaling he could sit on it.
“So the monkey says I need your medical approval…” He explained.
“So I heard…” She placed her stethoscope over her ears and placed the end of the scope over his chest with a shaky hand. “Take a deep breath.” He obeyed and took a deep breath and let it out. She placed the scope over his back, and asked him to do the same thing. “I’ll need you to remove your visor so I can check your eyes.” She was terrified to see his face, but she knew she have to face her mistakes one day.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that…” He stated.
“I know it’s you, Jack.” She looked up at him, anger in her eyes.
He reached up slowly, and removed his mask. A scar ran from his forehead to down across his nose. One of the wounds he sustained from the accident. He looked the same aside from his now grey hair that was once blonde. He aged quickly within the last five years. Of course he was in his late forties now. With tears in her eyes, she slapped him clean across the face.
“What happened to you after I healed you?” She screamed. “Where did you go?” She paused to take a breath from her sobs. “Why didn’t you come back?” Her voice broke at the last question.
“Angela…I’m sorry, but it was for the best. When you healed me, something happened. I felt a new strength I had never felt before. It felt like I had died and came back a completely new person.” He paused. “It was as if there was something more powerful in control that day…” He explained as best he could. “I knew that if I didn’t leave, you’d have to face consequences with Overwatch and United Nations about my
abilities…and I couldn’t allow you to go through that…” He bit his lip nervously. “I watched you raise Reyes from the dead… I saw what he became, and it was far worse than what became of me.” He stopped and looked down. “Be thankful it’s not him standing here.” He looked up at her.
“…I’m the one who should be sorry, Jack.” Angela spoke quietly through her sobs. She wished Gabriel would had come back too, despite what Jack had just said. She owed him an apology also, although she was sure he would never forgive her. She didn’t even know if he was still alive… if alive was even a proper term for his state.
“Shh, Angel.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed the top of her head, calling her by the old nickname he used to say before the accident. After all it was his idea for her to make her Valkyrie an angel.
That’s what made Gabriel angry the most in his last days. He not only was passed over by the UN for commander position, that was given to Jack…he was in love with her, and she knew that because he had confronted her a few days before the accident. Her response was that Jack also loved her and she didn’t want to hurt either of them by her choice and chose to say no to both of them and focus on her studies. Gabriel refused her answer, and kissed her into bliss. One thing led to another and they ended up in bed together. She lost her virginity to him. She remembers the regret that washed over and how she would keep the secret from Jack.
“I had sex with Gabriel…” She released herself from Jack’s embrace. She was sure her cheeks were red as she felt blood rushing into her face, terrified of Jack’s response. She wiped away her tears with the sleeves of her lab coat and turned her back to him.