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[starsforsaturn]

Trainee III

Two Weeks Later

Rating: M (Mature)

Warnings: Mention of sexual acts (Not Explicate) 

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When Gabriel said training would be hard, you didn’t really believe him. You really should have. It’s been two weeks and there hasn’t been a day where you weren’t busy. Every morning you got up and dragged yourself out of bed at 0400 hours to complete your morning workout. You were supervised by Jesse when he wasn’t on mission and if he was Gabriel or Genji took over. You much preferred Gabe to the silent, intimidating ninja. He never spoke to you only nodded at you to continue as he glared at a spot on the wall. You were surprised the paint hadn’t spontaneously combusted yet.

At 0530 hours you moved onto an obstacle course. This course was different every day and proved quite a challenge for you. You sucked with pacing and cardio. Gabriel was sometimes there sometimes not. If he was not available he would have someone else look after your times, usually a random lackey that you sometimes learned the name of, sometimes didn’t. 

0700 hours and you had your breakfast followed closely by marksman training. This training prepared you to use short range and long range weapons. You had taken quite a shine to the long range rifles as Gabriel hoped you would. You hadn’t quite figured out what he sees in you but you were still technically in the program so you supposed you had no room to complain. 

Each week on Mondays you were escorted to a medical wing specific to Blackwatch, there a number of doctors would look you over, take your blood and check your vitals. Your records were noted and filed away for some unknown reason. It seemed like they were grooming you, not your typical training for this program but something else, something weird. Honestly you didn’t trust them, the doctors that is, they seemed... off almost. Your curiosity got the better of you in the beginning of the third week of your training. You pulled your ear protection down around your neck and sighed. Gabriel was in the holo training room showing off with his shotguns so you decided to wait. Sitting down outside the observation window you watched, enraptured, as he swung around from target to target, sweat falling from his concentration creased brow only to be soaked up by his loose sweat shirt. 

God this man was downright gorgeous. You couldn’t deny it. Many other girls in your group, before you left, used to fawn over him talking about how they would let him take them for a ride. He finished with the room while you were contemplating his muscles and how well he uses them. He spoke your name gently as he reached over and tapped your shoulder. 

“You ok trainee?”

You started suddenly, looking up to meet his eyes.

“Uh... yeah, sorry just spaced out a little.”

He laughed softly, wiping his face off on a small towel that had seemingly come out of nowhere. He prompted you to start speaking as he walked to the bench to grab his water. You followed closely behind almost bumping into him as he stopped at his destination. 

“Ah, sorry sir. I was just wondering why the medical staff ask for me every week?”

He side eyed you as he took his time drinking then took a long inhale sitting on the bench. He suddenly looked weary. 

“To be honest, I’m unsure, the doctors really want to keep track of your health and how your training is effecting your brain chemistry or something. I’m about as in the dark as you are.”

Well that’s kind of shady. 

“How’s your aim coming along?”

“Do you wanna see sir?”

He smirked, sending a nod in your direction that had you bounding away to show off. Picking up your rifle and replacing your ear protection you pulled up the holo tech targets and took your position. Adjusting your stance and aiming down your sights you took each target down in record time, headshot after headshot disintegrated the targets before Gabe's eyes. You turned around to face him holding your rifle by your side. Gabriel smiled.

“You forgot on-”

Throwing your arm behind yourself you fired one final shot hitting the last close target right between the eyes. You pulled your ear protection down again and smirked.

“You were saying?”

“Wow, congratulations cadet, you’ve impressed me.”

As Gabriel gave you more praises and you two talked about farther training you missed the way his eyes flicked upwards toward the observation deck to see several shadowed figures filing out after watching your impressive display. 

He suppressed a sigh, this was going to be one for the history books.

A/N: Well welcome to the notes, I feel like since re-reading my previous posts of this series I’ve improved my writing a great deal. I feel like the previous chapters are quite amateurish but I suppose all people improve with time. I have a lot of ideas about how this story will go including several very old ideas that have been sitting in my drafts forever and a half. Welcome to the secret beginnings of Reader.

[starsforsaturn]

Trainee II

Shocked, no, astounded was more the strength you were looking for. You were completely baffled by the words that had just come out of your Commanders mouth.

Rated: M (Mature)

Warnings: Swearing, angst, hostage (Role play) Scenario

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"I'm sorry Commander but, did I hear you right?"

"You sure did."

The large man swept into the room and started rooting around in your desk drawers. You felt rage wash over you as you moved toward Gabriel. How dare he go through your belongings.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

"Looking around in your things."

"Wha- hey!"

You rushed forward to pull him away from you desk and he easily turned your weight around on you. He threw you to the floor, flat on your back, and stepped on your ribcage.

"Training starts now. Get me off of you and we can continue, fail and you go home. For good."

Jack, who had been passively watching while leaning against the door frame piped up suddenly.

"Gabe, don't you think that's a little harsh, your method is a little unconventional and-"

"Blackwatch’s methods are unconventional, if she can't handle getting away from me she's never gonna make it in this organization."

He turned back to you.

"Now, think of how this could go. I'm holding you captive, I am obviously stronger than you. I am looking for important information that I will kill you for. How can you get my boot off your chest and take me down before I decide you are of no use to me."

His weight was crushing your lungs, you had to think of something and fast. You obviously couldn't push him off, he weighed too much and you didn't have the strength. You could bargain with him, it might peak his interest enough to let you go. Then again he could just decide to kill you or, in the off chance he did believe you, releasing you from underneath him he could find out you were bluffing and finish you off. Offering yourself as a prisoner would ultimately lead to death anyway once you ran out of useful information so... that left the oldest trick in the book. You went limp and stopped breathing.

"Recruit?"

He lifted off of your chest and crouched down to press his fingers to your throat, checking for a pulse. Just as he realized that you had a heartbeat, erratic as it may be, it was already too late to get away. You flipped and pinned his unbalanced body to your carpet and pressed your dummy gun to his temple, finger on the trigger.

"Well done Trainee. You passed." 

You were absolutely glowing as you crawled off of him and put your gun in your holster. Jack was smiling as he trod over and patted your back.

"Good work! Gabe was actually worried he hurt you."

"Well my ribs are bruised but nothing that won't heal. I understand what point the Commander was trying to make though."

Gabe stood up from sitting on the top of your desk.

"What was my point exactly?"

"That there may be a million different outcomes but you have to choose the one that compromises the team the least. You have to be resourceful to get out of tough situations even if it costs you your life."

"Very good, come on, gather your things and follow me to your new quarters.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that I feel honored to be here. I honestly thought you were kicking me out.”

The room was spacious, it had a bathroom off to the side with all the necessities. The closet was fully stocked with fresh, new uniforms that were different then the one you current had on. Sweats, T-shirts, hoodies and pants all with the Blackwatch logo somewhere on them.

"Wow."

Jack smiled at you and put a duffle of yours on your new bed.

"It's a big change from sharing your room with another Cadet but it's really nice once you get used to it."

"I feel privileged."

Gabe entered, carrying a few more clothing items.

"You won't for long. You're going to be very sore over the upcoming week's. Your training is going to be intense and you will only be trained by the best. Including Jack and I when we are not occupied."

Gabe tilted his head and gave you a chuckle.

“You have too much potential.”

[starsforsaturn]

Trainee I

“Welcome to Blackwatch recruits”

Rated: M (Mature) 

Warnings: Swearing, Light angst.

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“Welcome to Blackwatch recruits, your time spent here will mold you into some of the best agents we have ever seen. Your training will prepare you for the covert life of a Blackwatch agent.

We are not like Overwatch, we don’t operate under the rules and regulations that the UN lays down. We are the ones to get our hands dirty, to make the world safer without the world knowing we were even there.”

Commander of Blackwatch, Gabriel Reyes finished with a smirk. Jesse McCree stepped up next.

“Your dorm rooms are shared quarters, you will occupy a room with someone of the same sex. However your bathrooms will be joined so keep it PG. Unisex uniforms will be provided, keep them clean and wear them at all times during training unless stated otherwise.”

The Commander spoke up again, coming to stand beside Jessie.

“On that note, relationships past friendships and healthy competition are strictly prohibited. Good luck recruits, we meet tomorrow at 0500 in the training arena. Sleep well.”

Beside you a group of recruits started talking excitedly as Jessie moved from the room gesturing to the others. You all followed him, everybody chatting amongst themselves. He called last names and separated you into pairs, showing each their room as he approached them.

“(Y/LN) and Malak, second last room on the right.”

A blonde bouncy girl stood in front of you now. Her green eyes vibrant as she smiled at you.

“You look awfully cheery to be in Blackwatch.”

Your remark caught her by surprise.

“Well in this business, we all could use a little cheer!”

“Well said Christina, have a good night ladies and gents, I’ll see ya’ll bright and early tomorrow mornin’.”

The rooms were unremarkable and plain. Sporting a desk to the left, dresser in the corner near the door, bed in the top left-hand corner and nightstand equipped with a lamp for late night studies. The room was split in two and repeated opposite on the other side. Another door sat on the right wall, though it was closed you thought that it would lead to the bathroom and a pair of boys next door.

“I call right!”

Chris flung herself and her duffle on the bed and giggled softly. You couldn’t help but giggle with her.

“Can you believe we’re in The Blackwatch! We are gonna do so much good (y/ln)”

You smiled and sat on your small double bed.

“Call me (y/n), yeah we are, we’re gonna do great! This is awesome!”

You most certainly felt like you didn’t have this! You felt your Commander’s eyes on you and you picked up the pace. Over the next one, slide under the one after that, focus and complete the training course. Within the next few minutes you were standing at the end… as the last person that took the course. The rain washed over your head, as you looked down at the mud covering your legs and shoes. Until another pair of shoes stepped into your vision. You raised your eyes to meet Commander Reyes’s stern ones. 

“This is so not awesome!!!”

You ran through the rain in shorts and a tank top freezing your ass off and covered in mud from the pit you had to crawl through. Chris was beside you and she was fucking smiling?!

“Nah! Just a little cold and mud! You got this (y/n)!”

“Pack your bags.”

Tears flowed to your eyes as you tried not to show him how weak you really were. 

“Yes sir. 

Chris mouthed something to you as you passed her in the line of trainees, but you paid her no mind as you took a long walk of shame back to the facilities dorms. You didn’t even bother changing as the mud dripped off of you in clumps onto the carpet of your shared room. Your tears were flowing freely now, sadness and -most of all- frustration and anger rushed through you.  You threw your pillow across the room swiped everything off of your desk. 

“I did not come this far to be thrown aside! I am not expendable! Fuck!”

You threw your second pillow toward the door behind you and heard a soft ‘oof’. You turned quickly to see the one and only Jack Morrison, golden boy of Blackwatch’s sister organization. A peace keeping organization known as Overwatch. 

“Oh my gosh! Sir! I am so sorry, I didn’t see you…" 

Suddenly you were very conscious of the way you looked. You shuffled your feet and picked at your nails. 

He just laughed and chucked the pillow back at you. 

"I heard Reyes told you to pack your bags." 

"Yes sir. Honestly it’s not a surprise that he’s kicking my sorry ass out. I’m not fit to be here.”

“On the contrary (y/n), a lot of people here see the potential in you, including Gabe." 

"Then why did he kick me out?”

Suddenly a second form fills your doorway. You stood your ground and puffed out your chest. 

“I didn’t say leave, I said pack your bags.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?" 

"No. What happened to your room?”

“…nothing.”

He smirked at you and gestured for you to continue packing. 

“We are going to train you ourselves.”

Your jaw dropped. 

“What?”