A/N: Hello everyone. I've loved reading fanfics about Overwatch, and I've been inspired to write one of my own. Seeing as I love lore and backstory in any game, I thought I would go with my favorite ship for my first run of this, being Genji and Mercy. Again, this is my first work, so I apologize if it is short/bad/etc. Please feel free to leave comments on what I should do to improve it.
This is also gonna be pretty much from Genji's perspective. I may change it up later, but for now, we get the mysterious cyborg ninja.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1: The Brink
"You betrayed the clan, Genji. You made a mockery of us all, and now they've forced me to put an end to it"
Looking up, Genji saw the dark silhouette of a man, not much larger than himself. His words confused Genji, but he soon realized who it was as he noticed the sword in his hand.
"Hanzo, what are you talking abo-"
Genji was interrupted with a grunt, unable to speak as the sword cut swiftly through him, a deep gash marked across his chest with blood beginning to pour out. With a final, effortless push, Hanzo thrust the sword through his younger sibling's chest as if he were returning the sword to its original sheath.
"I am sorry, brother..."
Genji fell to his knees, unable to speak, and struggling to breathe through the coughs that spattered the ground with blood. His pain not only from the wound he had sustained, but moreover the one who had inflicted it.
Hanzo, his older brother. The brother he looked up to for his entire life, who he teased and trained with throughout the course of every day.
The brother who stood before him now, his face dark with sadness as his eyes were locked in place, staring at his dying brother.
"I regret that I am the one to do this, Genji. I never wanted this for you." Pausing momentarily he added, "I loved you."
His face setting in determination, as Genji's face blinked past tears and shock, Hanzo continued. "I wish to grant you peace, and let the dragons take you". Pulling his storm bow off the resting place on his back, he nocked an arrow, allowing for a single tear to slide down his cheek as he watched his younger brother dying.
"Goodbye, brother", Hanzo whispered before summoning his spirit dragons with a shout.
"RYOU GA WAGA TEKI WO KURAU!"
That was the last thing Genji remembered before feeling a burning sensation flood his body.
He had one brief spat of consciousness, a vague memory of being picked up off the cold, hard ground, with a man's panicked voice fading.
"Hold on now, pal. We'll get ya through this."
He had noticed the man wore a hat like those in the American western movies he and Hanzo would sometimes watch as boys. He had blacked out then, but woke up once more in immense pain, now watching the ground pass below him as he was hoisted over the 'cowboy's' shoulders. The man rushed him into some sort of medical bay in a frenzy. He yelled for a doctor, speaking with a southern drawl which was almost unnoticeable when compared to the panic and urgency that filled his voice.
"Doc! Doc, c'mon. We got a man here n' he's cut right 'cross the center. He needs help and fast. Can you-"
"Out, Jesse. Now. I'll take care of this, but I can't do anything with you breaking down and having a panic attack right in the middle of my operation room."
"'Course, Doc. I'll be outside if y' need me."
Genji had completely passed out after that ordeal, and woke up completely immobilized. He wasn't sure if it was due to the restraints, painkillers, or the vision of heaven standing in front of him.
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A Man's Heart Within
FanfictionWhen a young ninja is betrayed by his clan and left to die, an angel descends to fix the bleeding holes left in his heart. (Disclaimer: I do not own any of the art used for chapter images.)