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“Intruder alert, someone has broken inside the mansion. Intruder alert, someone has broken inside the mansion” A robotic voice echoed throughout the mansion. Samuel woke up with a twitch. This was the first time in a month that the alarm had sounded. Last time it had just been a stray cat walking in the yard, but this time, it was something else.
“Target immobilized. Intruder identified as Angela Ziegler, codename ‘Mercy’ a field medic of Overwatch.”
“An Overwatch agent?” Samuel thought to himself. “How were they able to find this mansion? It should practically been erased from the map...”
It has been 1 year since Overwatch disbanded. Ever since, it’s members has spread across the world to hide from the terrorist organization Talon and the civilian masses who ordered their disbandment. Among the members that are currently in hiding was James Adams, Samuels father.
“Intruder currently in a sleep-like state. Please attend the confinement room for interrogation.”
James was a brilliant scientist and engineer who worked for Overwatch, specifically in the area of security and surveillance systems. He was the one who had designed all the tech that once protected Overwatch HQ in Switzerland, before it was destroyed in an internal rebellion led by Gabriel Reyes.
James was so confident in his creations that the whole mansion was full of his security tech. A completely automatic system took care of everything. It immobilized intruders and brought them to the confinement room if necessary. Most of the time it just killed whatever had been in close range, but this was the first time a person have found their way to the mansion. Just like Samuel had said, an illusion field surrounded the mansion so no one could see it from the outside and the security system also included a coordinate disruptor that would render any radar incapable of finding it. This made Samuel impressed of this person that was able to find it, but he didn’t expect any less from an Overwatch agent.
Opening the door to the confinement room, he saw the trespasser in a chair with her hands bound by a metallic lock over her head. For a moment, his heart stopped beating when he saw her. Samuel had seen Mercy before in pictures and in the news, but they didn’t do her any justice. She could easily have been mistaken for an angel, with her snow white skin, glossy blonde hair and full lips. Her body type seemed almost unreal with her slim waist but large chest, ass and long thick legs. Like the security system said, she was asleep, probably immobilized by a sleep dart that had been fired at her. As she breathed through her parted lips her chest moved up and down gently.
Samuel was still standing like a frozen statue when she started to wake up, and he snapped back to reality.
Opening her eyes slowly, Mercy gazed around the room in a confused manner.
“Wh-where am I…?” she asked with a weak tone, still a little affected by the sleep dart. Suddenly, her expression was filled with panic and she looked at Samuel with terrified eyes. “Who are you?” she asked with a trembling voice.
Samuel took a deep breath. He knew that Mercy was a good person so he felt that he could be honest with her.
“You are right now in a confinement room within my mansion. You were restrained after trespassing upon my property. My identity is none of your business, and from now on, I ask the questions.” Samuel spoke with determination in his voice. Even though he felt bad for the frightened woman in front of him, he needed to be straightforward and clear. Besides, speaking with authority over a voluptuous cuffed woman made him a bit aroused. It had been a while since he saw another human being, and the first one being Mercy didn’t help much.
“One; How did you find out about this place? Two; Why are you here? Three; Who else knows about this place?” Samuel said looking straight into Mercy’s eyes.
“I-I came here in search for James Adams” she said with a worried look. “He was a superior of mine in Overwatch and I believed that he could help me.” she visibly swallowed and continued to talk, her voice remarkably shaken. “He had told me about this place, that I could go here if I ever needed help. No one else but me knows about this mansions location.”
“You have come to the right place. He is my father.” Samuel responded “Unfortunately he isn’t here and hasn’t been for a year.” Samuel said calmly. “Relax, I know that you and dad were good friends, I just wanted to hear you say it directly.” Samuel spoke reassuringly, then he turned and shouted. “Helen! Release the intruder!”
With a click, the lock opened and Mercy’s hands were free. She looked surprised at Samuel and studied his body from head to toe.
“I didn’t know James had a son, he never mentioned you.” She said.
“He wanted to protect me I guess… The less people knew of my existence the better. He was really overprotective you know.” Samuel smiled at Mercy as she stood up. At closer glance, Samuel saw that Mercy was really torn up. Her clothes had holes in various places and dirt was smudged on her places all over body. “D-do you maybe need to take a shower? We can talk more after you have a clean set of clothes.” Samuel blushed a bit when he realised that he had been looking at her body a bit too long.
When she noticed this, Mercy’s face got a bit red as well. “Yeah, that would be nice...” she smiled back at him.
Samuel showed her to one of the mansions many bathrooms and handed her a towel and a set of clean clothes. He then returned to freshen up himself since he realised he had just woken up himself. Samuel was still a bit starstruck that THE Mercy was currently in his house. He felt his pants tighten as he started to imagine the things he could do to her while they were all by themselves in this big luxurious mansion.
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