The Adventures of Junkrat and Roadhog (An Overwatch Fanfic)

Chapter 1: All According to Plan (Preview)

     The sky was clear and blue Louisville, Kentucky USA. The breeze was calm and the air was sweet. The Omnic guard patrolled around the perimeter of the fort and men stood silence in their guards towers. Everything seemed at peace at the moment. Just then, the engine of a Motorcycle was heard around the area. The breeze stopped and the air soon became dry and barren. The area lay in complete stillness as the revving stopped, and all the guards put their attention towards one direction.

     The scrawny man sitting in the buggy of the Bike grinned as he took his biker goggles off and took his weapon out. The big, heavyweighted man with the pig mask on slowly got off of his bike, the ground shaking with each step. "Ah, Fort Knox! Such a beautiful site! Isn't that right, mates?" The scrawny man's voice echoed throughout the area. A guard man shook at the site of the 7 foot tall giant, his rifle pointed at the man's face. "L-leave the premises! This is a restricted area!" The Guard Man instructed. The scrawny man laughed. "Hey, pal. Tell me, why would a country leave their gold reserve with such a weak defense? It's just sitting here, waiting to be blown to bits!" The man laughed crazily, patting the pig man on the back. The pig man took out his scrap gun, loading it with whatever junk he had on his person.

     The guard man growled. "Who the hell do you think you two are?! Leave or we will shoot!" The scrawny man's head turned at the guard and he gave an evil grin to him. "I believe our names are..." He takes his RIP-Tire off of his back and revs it up. "Junkrat and Roadhog!" The tire rolls at the wall at high speed and the guards shout at it. Junkrat covers his ears and closed his eyes shit tightly, bracing himself for the explosion and Roadhog watches, readying his hook. "FOCUS ON THE TIRE!" One guard commands. With one lucky shot, the bullet hits the tire and it deflates, it now lying in front of the wall. Roadhog tapped on Junkrat's shoulder, and the boss looked up.

     "Well, Ya can't always go according to plan. Roadhog, shoot the tire." Roadhog nodded and shot at the tire, it now blowing up and breaking the outer wall down. The guards scrambled in fear and some were hit and were injured. Junkrat laughed manically as he started shooting his bombs at the Fort, walking slowly and Roadhog followed, shooting his Scrap at any lingering guard he saw. The duo stood tall as they wiped out any living thing they saw, moving closer and closer toward the vault. Little did they know that one of their greatest scores was also a decision that would effect so much more in not just their lives, but the fate of millions.