Fight After Fight... (Overwatch)

Four

The rest of the time in King's Row was spent in practical silence. Hana explained over the first part of the flight what she was filming. I can't remember what she said.

Now we're state side and trying to get through security.

"You're going to have to come with me." A strong looking man said as he grabbed my arm and tried to drag me out of the line I was in.

"And why would that be?" I said as I planted my feet to keep him from dragging me off.

"This is the line for humans, Omnic." He said as he tried to pull me away. I just yanked my arm back.

"I am human." I said as I joined Hana again.

"Really?" He said as he again grabbed my arm and held it in my face. "You must be mistaken."

"Do you need proof that I'm a living human? One that breaths and bleeds like all the other humans?" I said as I freed my arm again. He looked a bit freaked out by my sudden anger.

"Uh..." He went as he started to back away from me. "You need to calm down."

"Oh no!" I said sarcastically as I held both of my hands up. "You still need proof!" I snap at him before using a sharp edge on my Omnic hands to slice down the side of my face. "Is this enough?" I asked as I wiped some of the blood that was running down my face.

He looked a bit pale. "I'm... I'm so sorry, ma'am!" He said before sprinting off.

"Are you okay?" Hana asked as I looked back over at her. The looks we were getting were a mix of disgust and appreciation. "You've seemed to crack a bit there..."

"I'm fine." I said as I held my face. "A bit sick of the way people just see my Omnic parts and think 'oh why trust her? She's just a machine!'" My voice raised slightly towards the end. "Other wise, I'm fine."

"Does that happen often?"

"Well I wear a jacket and usually gloves year round to avoid people seeing this." I said as I held my hands up. "It's bad in King's Row. Here usually isn't that bad."

We finally got through security.

"Wait a second..." I said as Hana lead me out of the airport. "Is someone picking us up or-" Then I could hear someone lay into a horn and she grinned.

"Well I didn't think we would be seeing him but," She pointed to an older, beat up car with the phrase 'BAMF' painted on the hood. "But that's our ride."

"What are you talking about?" I asked as she again raced off, leaving me to carry her bag. "And will you take your own bag for once?"

A man in a cowboy hat got out of the car and walked towards us. "Thought I'd stop by and give you a ride after Jack told me you were flying in today. What happened to your arms?" He asked as we stopped next to the car.

"How about I tell you once we're driving to the studio?" She said as she rubbed the back of her head.

"Who's this?" The man asked as he turned to me. "Please tell me she is not your body guard!" He chuckled slightly.

"She is." Hana said with crossed arms. He burst out laughing.

"This little thing is your body guard?" He said as he laughed. I could feel myself get frustrated.

I rubbed my hands together and started to reach towards him before Hana swatted my shoulder. "Oh please? Just one little shock?"

"No." She said with a hard look but I've decided that I need to prove to him what I could do.