chapter 2

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Hanzo looked at the man as he spoke, the man's ever changing image hurting his eyes. The man sat heavily in his chair, pulling a book that looked to weigh a ton from one of the drawers in his desk. He flipped it open, the writing in the book changing as Hanzo tried to read it from over the desk.

The man groans softly, pushing a hand through his short, no long, hair, "I'm sorry about this but apparently they pushed your date up."

Hanzo's eyes widened, he was dead? Why had he heard those voices? Was that the last he would see of them? At least he had died in battle...

The man let out a growl, "They changed it again?! I'm really sorry about this mister Shimada but...wait, that's not right..."

The man looks up at Hanzo angrily, "how are you doing that?!"

The man appears in front of Hanzo, grabbing the front of his shirt and hauling him a few feet from the ground. Hanzo grabs onto his wrist, letting out a pained groan. The man suddenly lets out a shriek as an arch of blue energy courses from Hanzo's hand to the man.

Hanzo is flung into one of the walls. He hits his head so hard he felt like he blacked out for a moment. He saw lights, he heard familiar voices. He was dragged back as the man in front of him spoke.

"The damn spirits, they're trying to pull you back..." the man chuckles, shaking his hand to get off any of the energy that had been left over.

Hanzo looks up at the other, using the wall to help push himself up. He moved forward to sit in the chair in front of the desk to get off of his unsteady legs. The man looks down at him almost pityingly, walking through his desk before sitting back in his own chair.

The man looks up at Hanzo, giving a fake smile, "Look, you're a special case, which means I can cut you a deal. I'll let you go back, but you aren't going to be the same. You're going to live a half-life. You'll be alive, but as soon as you die...well, you won't be you anymore. Do we have a deal?"

Hanzo looks up, he had to get back, to his family. Jesse, his brother...surely they wouldn't want him to die yet? He took a breath before nodding, he had to do this. The man came around the table, walking to the door, gesturing for Hanzo to follow.

The man lead Hanzo back into the room he had first woken up in, waving his hand and the image of Jesse hanging over him came into jesses vision, "Are you sure?"

Hanzo watched, seeing his body covered in blood and his love cradling his body in his arms. He took a breath before simply nodding, shutting his eyes tightly as he felt pain bloom in his shoulder, causing him to fall back. He blinks his eyes open, letting out a groan as multiple sensations flood his senses. The sound of jesses sobs, pain and the smell of blood, he was back.

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