Talk to the girl. (Guy Option)

You take a deep breath. Better start making some friends, right? It was only going to get tougher out here, and it seemed like she had no-one to talk to either. You felt the dusty ground shift underneath your boots as you approached the girl, clearing your throat.

"Hey, I'm Dan." You finally said, feeling your cheeks flush a little at your hoarse voice. You really needed to get something to drink. However, it seemed like the girl didn't care much about your croaky voice as she turned her head, giving you a wide smile.

"Hi! I'm Lena." She said enthusiastically, holding out her hand for you to shake. You quickly took it, feeling the sweat on her hands as the two of you began to talk. "Most of my friends call me Tracer though. It's hot as fuck, isn't it?"

You were taken aback by not only her cockney accent, but also her casual swearing, causing you to smile slightly. "Yeah, it's crazy. I should have drunk more this morning, I didn't expect to be like this. Do you know what we're meant to be doing?"

"Nah, not a clue. I think somebody's meant to turn up though." Almost as if it was on purpose, your conversation with Tracer was cut short by a loud, intimidating voice shouting loudly.

"ATTENTION! GET IN A LINE, AGENTS!" It felt like the voice shook the earth itself. You wasted no time, quickly standing next to Tracer as everyone stood with their arms behind their back, looking straight forward. It was hard to not look away from the bright sun that seemed like it was directing itself straight towards you, but you managed to hold your composure as you saw a tall, muscular figure begin to walk up and down the line.

You thought you were athletic and fairly good-looking. Short brown hair, blue eyes, and muscles gained from plenty of sports and hitting the gym regularly. But this guy was on another level. He looked almost superhuman, or genetically modified or something along those lines. He was clearly built for being a commander, but it was hard to hide his age. His hair was completely grey and beginning to bald, though the wrinkles were only visible if you stared long enough.

"Listen up, shitweeds." His voice was more normal now, but it still carried across the dusty field they were standing in. "My name is Commander Morrison. I used to be in charge of Overwatch several years ago, but after my retirement I've taken charge of the boot camp after some shocking results. You are here because you want to be on the front lines. Saving humanity, saving others from horrible fates. Perhaps you've experienced these fates yourselves, and that's why you're here."

There was a tense pause before he continued. "But, I don't really care your reason. All I know is that you DO want to be part of Overwatch, you DO want to be an agent and if you've gotten this far, you've got the brains and the brawn to be part of our organisation. However, do you have the guts? By the time you leave this bootcamp, you'll either be four years older and tough as nails, ready to handle any combat situation. Or... You'll be hanging your head in shame. Because you couldn't hack it."

"I want each of you to pick a partner, and head north until you find home base. If you don't know how to navigate the wilderness, then you'll never be a successful agent. At home base, you'll head to the daily board and see who you'll be sleeping with for the next few years. Try to make friends with the person you're partnered with, because they're your partner throughout this ordeal. You'll be setting up a tent and sharing it with them, so get used to each other's stink."

Commander Morrison stopped talking, and for a few moments you were a little unsure of what was going on. Suddenly he snapped, yelling angrily. "WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? GO!"

That was enough for people to begin to pair off with their newly-made friends. Immediately you turned to Tracer, and she did to you. It would make sense to go with her, she seemed smart and was sexy as hell. Eye candy couldn't hurt. However, looking around you noticed several people without partners still. Maybe you could partner with them?