The Lost Son (Overwatch X Naruto Fanfic) [Discontinued]

..Painful Rememberance..

Current Time: Overwatch Gebaltar
"Ha Ha! Can't get me Winston!"

"Tracer come on! I'm serious give me back my penut butter!"

Ever since the recall was announced, the members returned back to HQ to prepare for any danger their is to come. So far at Gabaltar were Winston, Mercy, McCree, Tracer, Zenyatta, Hanzo, D.va, and Reaper. The rest were scattered around the globe doing reconisinse and fighting crime.

Tracer was blinking around Gabaltar running away from Winston. All for fun since it was getting a but boring, trying to lighten everyone's mood. D.va eventually joined as so did Zenyatta out of curiosity.

McCree and Reaper were reminiscing of the old days and how things seemed more lively back then.

Hanzo, well he was still Hanzo. In more or less a bit more sociable.

"Hey! Trace, Pass it over here!" D.Va said as she waved her arms back and forth.

"Heads up luv! The peanut butters their!" Tracer said as she threw it. However it flew past over D.Va.

"Don't worry I got it!" D.Va said as she backran to try and catch it. Unknowingly nearing a small shrine.

"Tracer! Give it bac-D.VA NO! DONT GO BACKWARDS!" Winston yelled in panic, knowing what was the shrine was for.

"Huh!?" It was almost too late, D.va stumbled, falling over and nearing the shrine.

"McCREE! Stun her now!" Yelled Reaper

"ROGER!" Said McCree

The Stun Grenadine kept her from falling on top of the shrine. Reaper teleported her away where Winston and Tracers were. As for the peanut butter, McCree shot it.

"Sorry about your snack Winston, but you know it was for the best." McCree said while he starred at the shrine. More focused on the photo.

"It's, alright. Wouldn't want anything bad from happening to it." Winston said also looking at the photo.

"Do you two know how close you were in damaging that shrine! D.Va, Tracer no more playing around!" Reaper said with a bit of solim and anger in his voice. Scolding the two.

"Aww why? What so importent bout the shrine their luv?" Tracer asked.

"Yeah! Why keep that thing in the middle of the room when someone can crash into it?" D.Va asked angry since teleporting with reaper always made her feel sick.

"It's because-"

"That is a Rememberance Shrine is it not, Reaper?" Zenyatta question, seeing the photo as if he has seen that person before, yet older.

"Ughhh, yes. It's to remember what we truly lost here, in this place." Reaper said soliumly as he looked down at the floor.

"What's going on here? I heard a crashing." Mercy came in, all eyes were on her.

"Oh , nothing doc, just we saw the shrine and decided to pay our respects is all." McCree said as he took of his hat and placed it over his heart.

"Ahh, i see, well (breaths) I should just be going now." Mercy was about to leave until a hand grasped her sholder.

"Take your time, you need this more then you think. We'll leave you alone. Come on everyone out of the room." Hanzo said as he and the other agents cleared the room. He walked over to Mercy and gave her a few incense and a lighter.

"I truly apologize for your loss doctor."

"No you did nothing wrong, we tried our best to protect him." Mercy said with tears falling from her eyes

"Too young, so innocent, his young smile shines in your heart so long as you hold your love. I leave you, and your child, doctor." With that Hanzo bowed in front of the shrine and left the room, crying as he first lost his brother.

With the others:
"Sooooo ya mind tellin us what that was bout?" Tracer asked

"Ugh, it happened years ago, Mercy and Soldier 76 were a young happy married couple-"

"Woah, Soldier 76 young how many years back like 100?" D.va inturupted

-Smack sound-

"Ow! That hurt!"

"Respect your elders brat" Hanzo said.

"He is and elder al right." D.ca retorted quietly

-Double Smack noise-

"Continuing on. They were a happily married couple, soon expecting a new addition to their lives. Nine months later, their son was born. Sometimes me, McCree, Reaper, and Reinhardt would play with the little one. We were a family within our family. Then it happened, and incident occurred here when the baby had turned barley a month old. Destroying little of our HQ but loosing the life of their son." Winston shared the story with grim. He knew some members may have asked and decided to tell them for them to understand the losses here.

"He was a special little tyke, now he'd be about yer age D.va. Maybe a year or two older at that." McCree said as he tried to think of an older looking baby.
(D.va aka Hana is 18 years old)

"How tragic, for a family to lose their new member at such a young age. What was his name?" Zenyatta asked feeling as if the child was still alive, yet felt as if he met him years ago.

"Soldier didn't give him a name the day he was born, he and Mercy were still picking names for him and decided on one the day of the incident." Reaper started the obvious.

" His name was Naruto. At least that's what Mercy picked." McCree said

"They named their boy fish cake?" Hana asked

"No it means Malestorm." Hanzo said in respect for the fallen baby.

With Mercy:

She cried, everytime she was alone or with her husband, she would always cry. Remembering that day as if it just happened. She felt so helpless, her husband couldn't sleep for weeks and trying to kill himself with work. Yet they stayed strong for his sake. She lit up the incense offered by Hanzo and began to pray for his sake.

'Oh Naruto, my little baby boy, please be happy where ever you are. Mamma loves you.'

Tears mixed with hope and despair flowed freely as did waterfalls flowed down cliffs.

In a far distance place:

A young man layed in his bed, staring aimlessly at his sealing. He looked no older than nineteen. His blue eyes lost in thought. His blonde hair wild and messy. Rain pored from the outside of his appartment. Thunder roared in the dark night sky. He tossed and turned at the question he kept asking himself since he was seven.

'Mom, Dad, where are you? Are you even still alive?'

Tears began to flow from his deep blue eyes. Every time he asked himself, he was with doubt to his answers. Years of being hated, outcasted, and ignored by his peers and team. Left him with negativity.

'Do you love me?'