~AN: I guess this is more of a short story than a oneshot but, either way it was an idea keeping me up
Credit to the artist of Genji and Hanzo~
Family Is Family ~
"Get back here you little brat!" The shopkeeper yelled.
You ran fast as your legs could carry you. Pushing through the people of the market. You had just stolen a couple pieces bread from the shopkeeper, so of course they had a reason of chasing you.
You looked behind to see the middle aged man pushing through people to get his hands on you. As you looked back in front of you, you hit something. Someone.
"Oh my!" The women said. You tried to pick yourself from the ground but, the shopkeeper had already done that for you.
"I've got you now!" He hissed. "You're coming with me." He tried to dragged you, but you struggled, making it difficult.
"Let go!" You kicked.
"Um, excuse me!" The women whom you ran into said. "What do-"The shopkeeper looked to see who dared to talk him, before quickly realizing who it was.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Shimada! I will take this else where."She stopped him."What did this innocent little child do that you have to be chasing them?" She asked.
"Innocent?" He laughed, "They just stole 7¥ worth of bread.""Here." As she reached into her purse to pay for what's been stolen. You noticed two boys standing next to her. One looked 10 or so and the other about the same age as you. They both looked at you with curiosity.
"Now, leave this child alone, and be on your way." The older man let you go and mumbled angrly to himself, before walking off.
"Alright, now thats taken care of, where are your parents?" She asked crouching to your level. You stared at her for a second before answering.
"I-I don't have any." Your voice softly said.
She gave you a sadden look and reached out her hand. "C'mon, we've got a nice place for you." You hesitated but grabbed her hand. Deciding that it would be better than wherever you we're going stay at.
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5 years laterIt'd 5 been years since the women had taken in. You quickly became friends with one of the sons, Genji, since he was closer to your age. You still hung out with the other son, Hanzo, but he was more of a serious type.
"3...2...1... here I come!" You counted. You and Genji we're playing hide and seek, when really you we're supposed to be doing homework. You walked around the training room looking at every possible place he could be hiding.
You noticed a couple boxes in the corner of the room moved a bit. You quickly, but silently ran over the corner. You could hear slight giggling. You kicked one of the boxes, reviling Genji.
"Aw, c'mon!" He whined. You laughed, and put back the box.
"What are you two doing?" Hanzo yelled across the room. "Taking a break." Genji said.
Hanzo sighed and walked towards you and Genji. He had a sadden look on his face. "Whats wrong?" You asked.
"Mother... she's sick... and they don't know if she'll make it." With those words silence fell deeply into the room. The both of you stood in complete shock.
You snapped out of shock and noticed Genji was on the edge of crying, and Hanzo just staring at the ground.You turned and huged the green haired boy as he began to cry.
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Years had gone by since your mother passed. Now it was your father's turn. He passed the responsibilty of the clan on to Hanzo.Tension grew between the two brothers.
You and Genji were heading home from the local arcade, talking about various topics. The two of you entered the home only to be greeted by Hanzo.
"Hey, Hanzo." You said happily.
"Don't hey me, where were you two? You're supposed to be training, not messing around." He angrily responded."Hey, don't talk to y/n like that." Genji said standing up for you, " We were at the arcade, letting off some steam from you. And besides thats all we do, is train! Train this,train that! Can we not take just a little bit of a break every once in awhile?" You looked up at Genji in shock. He just talked back to his brother, let alone the leader of the clan.
Hanzo's expression changed from being mad to furious. "Y/n, go. Genji and I have some matters to tend to."
"But-"
"Now!" He shot a glare at you. You hesitated, but obeyed.Little did you know that was the day word stuck that Genji Shimada was murdered.
Murderd by his own brother. You weren't sad, you were mad. Hell, not even that. You couldn't even comprehend what you felt like. You lost both your father and brother in a short period of time.
After the incident, you grew more and more apart from the clans way. Eventually, you were banished from your home.
And that brings you here today. Ten years later.
After the years of training , it finally payed off. You became a well-know assassin, killing just about anyone and anything.
You were eventually picked up by Overwatch. They convinced you to use your skills for the greater good.You we're fairly new, that meant you didn't know many people besides Winston, Solider:76, and Tracer, so you mainly hung out by yourself.
It was getting close to dark, meaning it was time for your daily meditation by the cherry blossoms. You sat in your normal spot and began to ponder. The sound of the wind pushing around the branches calmed you. The sound of nature calmed you in general.
"Beautiful trees, are they not?" A voice ask. You were a bit startled considering they caught you off guard. "Mind if I sit?"
You shook your head no, not saying anything. They walked over, and sat next to you. "You seem to be new here." The stranged man said. You remained silent.
"Not much of a talker, huh?" He paused. "Can you at least tell me your name?"
You sighed, a bit annoyed. You opened your eyes and looked at the cyborg man. "Y/N."
"My names, Genji. Nice to meet you!" He said happily. You could almost feel him smiling under his mask.
"Funny I used to have a brother... named... Genji..." You turned to the man, wide eyes. "But- you- " Tears began to fall down your face. You nearly jumped on, hugging him.
You hugged you back as you began to cry.
"Then, Angela fixed me up." He finished his story of what happened when left. You were looking at his scarred face. You felt horrible for what had happened to him.
"What about you? What happened after I left?" Genji asked.
"After you left, Hanzo and I began to fight. I grew away from the clan. Then, it lead to him banishing me from the castle forever." You finshed.
The both of you laid in the grass looking up at the night sky. "What about, Hanzo? Does he know? " You asked.
"Yeah. I visited him not to long ago. Y'know, he tried to kill me again."
'What- really? If once wasn't enough." He laughed at your statement.
"Eh- I can't blame him. I did show up out of no where."
"Hows he doing? Is he still all serious?"
"He's- he's a bit broken."
"Isn't everyone?"
With that, the two of you talked the rest of night about old childhood memories. You were finally happy that you had your brother back.
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Omg. The end was horrible. I'm sorry, this the first time I've written in months. If you couldn't tell I started to get writers block towards the end.
Again I'M SORRY.
But, yeah. If you want to leave a request, go ahead. I will try my best to get to it.
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