One-Shots

Omakes part 3

Cold blooded
You were currently sitting on a sofa in overwatch base watching a movie with your girlfriend Fareeha, the movie was about a tourist going back to his home country to fulfill his mother's dying wish, only to get caught up in a bloody civil war.

"You know (y/n) this has been a perfect day so far, breakfast in bed a relaxing massage and now this. It feels like heaven." Fareeha stated with a smile.

"Only the best for my goddess." You stated before kissing her soft lips.

It was around this time Anglea entered the room.

"Have you guys seen Hana around? I wanted to take her out for lunch." Anglea finished.

"(Y/n) didn't you say Hana wanted to play video games today with you?" Fareeha asked with a hint of jealously.

"She did but I wanted to spend the day with you but I didn't want to hurt her feelings so I told her that there's a rare pokemon on the base's roof so she's up there trying to find it."

"That's evil!" Anglea shouted.

"Meh," was your only response.

It was then Hana rappelled though the base's window before tucking her legs in and performing a combat roll and stopping in front of you and Fareeha.

"I beat you, I caught a Mewtwo before you, I win." Hana declared proudly.

"And I'm currently relaxing on a sofa with my beautiful girlfriend, so which of us truly won." You answered with a smirk.

"Damn dude, cold-blooded." Hana stated before leaving.

A story worthy of Peter Port
You were screwed, you were being hunted down by a pack of beowolves and there alpha.

You had a few rounds left in your shotgun and one full magazine in your blackhawk pistol and for when all else went to shit you hand your combat knife. You ran though the emerald forest, taking pot shots at the grimm chasing you when you could. But you were forced to stop when you failed to realize you were heading straight for the cliffs.

With only one option left you cocked your shotgun and fired straight into the face of young beowolf who was foolish enough to get to close. A few more young beowolves approached but they too were dispatched. The older and smarter grimm stayed back and watched and waited.

You had just finished blowing the jaw of the last beowolf when you realized you had just spent your last shotgun shell. Turning you drew your blackhawk pistol and put a bullet into the head of one of the wiser beowolves, and then it begun the grimm attacked but you put a bullet into the heads of six more grimm before your ammo ran out. Another beowolf jumped at you but ducked underneath it and once it slammed into the cliff wall you drew your knife and started stabbing it until the his red eyes faded.

You turned again, knife in hand only for it to be knocked away as you were slammed against the cliff face by the alpha beowolf, in the hunter community this beowolf was called 'Evil one' and he was rumored to have been born over a hundred years ago.

The beowolf moved up right against your face, you knew those red eyes would haunt you for the rest of your life.

You were speechless as the beast opened it's jaws. You closed your eyes, waiting for what came next.

"I need about tree fiddy."

You opened your eyes to see the beast. "Oh god dammit grimm, I'm not giving you tree fiddy."

"Well how about two fiddy then."

"Oh so it's two fiddy now, what, is there a sale on grimm cocaine?" You asked in increasing anger.