Part 1: Pilot

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Narrator: It has been awhile since Roadhog and Junkrat had join Overwatch. Being here was nice. The food is good, people are nice most of the time. They know that it's gonna be awhile before they'll be able to earn their trust. But in other words, it felt like home. Something Junkrat and Roadhog haven't called something in a long time.....

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Junkrat: Today went by like any other. Get up, get ready, eat, train, break, eat, wash up, bed. Ya know? Some days it goes by fast, like I mean really fast. Other days, it goes by slow. Most of the time, average. But I don't mind it. In fact, I pretty much love it here! Especially since Roadhog is here. He's the only person that I've got close enough to call a friend. He's saved my life so many times! In fact, so many times I can't even count! Hahaha, I get myself in serious trouble to much. And every time he's always there. And the thing is, he's also my bodyguard.

It all started when I was walking around in my hometown looking for stuff. Then out of nowhere....BOOM! An explosion happened far enough, so I couldn't see, but close enough to hear and feel. I wasn't afraid surprisingly, I was curious actually. So I went searching for where the explosion took place and then.......BOOOM! Another on hit, yet this time it was right above me. I looked up and jumped away from it, but I was to late! My leg crushed under the falling rocks. Screaming in pain struggling I tried to get myself free then another piece of the building fell and it crushed my arm. I was in so much pain I blacked out. It was only a few hours I believe when I felt someone touch me. In that instance I woke up and still saw the horror. Arm and leg crushed, fire everywhere, debris scattered, people running and screaming. Then I saw him. A big guy with what looks like to be a gas mask on his face. He lifted the rocks off my body and threw it. I don't think I've ever seen someone with that kind of strength before. It amazed me. He came closer and took a look at my leg and my arm. I can tell he was thinking on what to do, but I didn't know what he was thinking. He went to grab his medical supplies and carefully wrapped my arm and leg up, until he knew what to do. He then picked me up and we left. 

After a few hours of him walking/running. He came to a stop. It was nearly pitch black, so he decided to camp here for the night. While he was doing this I finally was able to speak after the shock and asked him, "Oi mate, what's you name?"

"The names Roadhog." He replied out of his gas mask. His voice was muffled. I could barely understand it what he was saying, but I got out what I can.

"Roadhog ehh? That's a badass name mate, where'd ya get it from?" I asked sounding curious. He didn't reply, I guess he didn't wanna talk about it, so I dropped it. "Well mate, the names Jamison, Jamison Fawkes." I said trying to introduce myself. I lend out my hand as a sign for us to shake, but he didn't want to. I guess he was busy setting up camp for us. Once he was done he sat in front of me and took a look at my arm and leg.

"I'm sorry to say, but I don't think you'll keep be able to keep your limbs. There to 'damaged.'" He told me with what sounded like grief? It sounded like he was sorry for me about my arm and my leg. 

"Oi that's a shame for that lad. Um.....what you plan on doing mate?" That's when I saw him grab out his machete. "WOAH! WOAH! Um. Mate, what the hell you planing with that?"

"I told you. You won't be able to keep you limbs. They're to damaged. And there ain't a hospital in sight to fix this. But don't worry, I got some 'replacements' for you." He chuckled a little at the end. His laugh made me comfortable with the idea. I mean he was right. My arm, and my leg were practically gone, so I went along with idea.

"Oi, so how ya we gonna do this mate?"

"Um. On the count of three?"

"Okay mate."

Junkrat and Roadhog: "One! Two! THREE!"

The first to go was me leg. It hurts so much. He quickly went to grab the medical supplies and rapped up my leg. Next was my arm. As we counted again, he raised his machete up, and........STRIKE. There goes my arm. He quickly patched up my arm. And it was done. "Oi, so mate what about those 'replacements?'" 

"We gotta wait awhile till your limbs heal, until then get used to be me carrying you around." He said while trying to hide a laugh. Once I knew he was laughing I started to laugh. "And consider me as your bodyguard, how 'bout that huh?"

"Well......that sounds great mate!" I said delightedly. I actually liked the idea of having a "bodyguard." The idea intrigued me. It was nice. From that point on I knew we'd be the greatest of friends.
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How 'bout that huh? First part of this new Junkrat x Roadhog story I'm making. Let me know what you guys think of this. Should I continue? Or no? If so, then what suggestions do you guys have for me? I'm open to any my friends. Thank you! 

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