The Young Shimada

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Hanzo's pov

I pick up the hilt and examine the part of the blade that is still attached, the scorch marks lead me to believe that a bomb hit his blade and blew up.

I shoot the man who shot me twice in the arm and then run around looking for my next clue to show me where Salem is. I run into Genji and quickly explain the situation. He just frowns and pulls out a burnt blood stained sleeve that is definitely off of Salem's gi and explains that he is having the same problem.

Genji and I continue to look everywhere we can for him. We are fighting hard and looking just as hard. I'm losing hope and I can tell Genji is too. We just want to find Salem.

Just as I am ready to break and just cry I hear him. "Dad! Look out there's a-" I turn around just in time for a bomb to go off plunging me into darkness.

I wake up in the infirmary next to Genji and what looks to be the rest of our team. I sit up quickly, ignoring the mass amounts of pain in my head and arm.

Genji notices my movement and tries to stop me but before he can say anything, I am frantically asking him for my son's location. In response he silently gestures to the corner of the room where a curtain has been placed around one singular bed.

I ignore him when he tells me that I need to rest. Instead of listening I get up and make my way to the corner of the room where Salem is supposed to be. My hand shakes as I reach out and grab the curtain separating me from my son.

I yank it open and...