So overwatch finds a 18 year old girl from 2019,(I can't find the rules and I'm only 15 so I moved the year up so she be born in 2001) chronically frozen and *gasps* still alive(just drop her temp so she falls deep asleep) so how about a small scenario of them waking her up and telling her she is 60 years in the future(I'm bad at math). Who becomes friends with her? Do they accept her into overwatch?
(There weren’t any specific characters requested, so I picked out 3 main Overwatch characters for this. Also, I think you meant cryogenically, not chronically)
60 years the talking monkey said. You had been asleep 60 years. Were your parents still alive? Your siblings? Your friends? What had happened to your house? What had you missed during those six decades you were asleep? You felt the panic set in as your chest rose and fell faster and faster as you started hyperventilating.
“Heart rate spiking,” Athena informed the team.
“Whoa, take it easy, love!” Tracer placed a hand on your shoulder, “You’re safe with us, don’t worry!”
“But…But…” you tried to calm yourself, “H-How…”
“We found you at the Antarctica Eco Point, trapped in some lower rooms that had been shut off after the blizzard,” Soldier: 76 said gruffly, “looks like you had been forgotten about by the team.”
“Jack…” Tracer mumbled, elbowing him in the side for being so blunt.
“Where am I exactly?”
“You’re in Overwatch HQ!” Tracer chirped, “We’re a peace keeping organization for the world. I’m Tracer, this is Winston, and that’s Jack!”
“Morrison, to you,” the old man ordered.
“Another one of our agents has been in cryo before in the past,” Winston said, checking some of the medical reports, “It took her a while to adjust as well, though she was under for a lot less time.”
“As soon as your able to stand on your own, though, we’re sending you off,” Jack stated.
Winston and Tracer gave him a wide-eyed look and seemed to disagree.
“She’s been outa the loop for 60 years, Jack,” Tracer put her hands on her hips, “If we push her out the door, she won’t know tires from hovers!”
“…Hovers?” you echoed in confusion.
“She should stay on base for however long it takes to integrate and educate her on her new surroundings,” Winston agreed, “Not to mention she’ll need help getting in touch with her next of kin,”
“So we’re just gonna let a civilian wander base?” 76 rolled his eyes.
“She’ll be given limits, of course,” Winston retorted, “But I’m not throwing her out on the streets to survive on her own. She just got here!”
“Fine!” Soldier huffed, crossing his arms, “But I don’t want to see her near any of our restricted facilities.”
With that, he stormed out of the medical bay, leaving you with the monkey and the girl.
“Don’t pay him any mind,” Tracer shook her head, “He’s like that to everyone at first.”
“Not sure about that.” you mumbled under your breath.
“For now you should rest,” Winston instructed, “Once you’re well enough to move around, we’ll give you a room and a mentor to get you up to speed on the present day. Who knows, maybe your knowledge of the past will even be an asset to us.”
“You think?” you asked.
“Only time will tell,” the monkey shrugged, as he headed for the door, “Now get some sleep.”
Sleep. It felt like you had had enough of that. Tracer gave you a little smile and a salute before following her friend. Slowly, you shut your eyes and wished it was all a dream.