Oddly enough, I just needed a decent plot premise for what could give Tracer that kind of introspection and it actually completely slipped my mind when I was writing that that Winston would need a cause to die from O.o



Though, I do like your Doomfist idea, how about this:



Years after Overwatch was called back into action by Winston, a strong candidate for a 4th Doomfist appeared within their ranks. He was young, but showed great potential. Indeed, when the organisation decided it was time, the new Doomfist began his training and mastered the power of the gauntlet at an astounding rate. But his youth and years of being placed on a pedestal by everyone around him had gotten the better of him got the better of him. He failed to see the limits of his new and vast powers and began to see himself as a god. The new Doomfist being absolutely drunk on power was nothing to shake a stick at, he was fighting with the efficiency of a veteran, the power of the Doomfist gauntlet and the vigour of the young man he still was.

Like so many tasks before this, Winston stood up to the challenge of fighting this as a battle that he could win with his wits. He had not been idle, studying Tracer had given him unparalleled insight into the workings of time, armed with gadgets that had spectra of capabilities and powers. Doomfist, however, proved to be stronger than anything Winston's wit could throw at him. Winston failed to get the edge he needed from any given device. His force fields were broken through by Doomfist as if they were made of paper, and his time dilation devices and teleportation devices did little more than allow him to prolong the fight by a minute each, tops. His best weapons seemed ineffective. At least the ones he had tried.

One final device remained. One that combined both technologies. But, there was a delay, Winston would have to push himself to his absolute limit just to keep Doomfist in place long enough for the weapon to take effect. Winston started the device and a force field shield quickly formed around them both. Doomfist laughed

"Have you not learned that these things do nothing against me, monkey?! I thought you were meant to be intelligent! HAHA!"

Winston leaped on top of Doomfist who was about to smash the dome into pieces like he had done with the others. If his bravado had only been in the form of proving himself invulnerable instead of smashing everything in sight, then perhaps, Winston could have saved himself. But this was not the case. Winston jumped on Doomfist's back and managed to pull him down, surprised, Doomfist stalled before getting up and going to destroy the dome. But it was too late. Winston had bought enough time for the second function of the device to kick in. No more time passed for them as everything within the shield aged 250 years. Winston and Doomfist were little more than piles of skeleton dust inside from terribly aged and unserviced armour. But at least the reign of terror brought on by the Doomfist with a god complex was finally over.



You know, I never tried (and therefore never realised) how much I enjoy writing fan fiction. Thanks for showing me that about myself XD