Mchanzo

Well This Looks Like The End

Hanzo's pov

Something hadn't felt right for a while. Not that my life was previously how I wanted it to be, but something was especially off. I have been stuck in this weird loop, every day turns out the same and the hairs on the back of my neck always stand up as though I am being watched.

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I woke up just a bit earlier today to the sound of light tapping on the window is the next room. I try to wipe the sleep from my eyes as I walk to the next room with my guard up.
It does seem as though my senses were wrong this time when I make eye contact with the bushes that are overgrown in the front yard of my home in Hanamura. I look at the clock hanging above my bed room door and see it is already 5 am.

I sign. But I pick myself up and walk to my room to get dressed for the day.

Third person pov

Hanzo gathers himself to tend to his front garden seeing as how it was causing him troubles. It comes up on 6:30 when he finishes up and goes back inside. Yet the day becomes the same routine he has had for the last 2 weeks. Hanzo ate after going inside, practiced his aim for a few hours before heading into the city and wandering until dusk begins to fall. However, the air becomes much more stiff as the feeling of being watched creeps up on him earlier than it ever has before.

Hanzo's pov

Not again. It's just getting worse, how do I live like this? The streets have been cleaning for an hour now and the less and less people there are in the city streets the more singled out I feel.

The last couple leaves the city square and I am left to walk at a quickening pace back home. The feeling of my space being suffocated becomes very apparent when a hand is placed on my shoulder. I quickly whip around to see 5 masked men holding guns up all aimed at me. The tension in the air builds as I feel my breath come to an abrupt stop.

Think. THINK. There looks to be no way out I left my arrows at home. What's a bow with no arrows?

" You know Hanzo even if you don't go looking for trouble, trouble will find you eventually."

Something snaps.

I take my bow in hand, and whip it upwards, hitting the man in the jaw making his head fly back. This catching the masked man off guard allows me to push him to the ground. I grab the gun from his hand, and aim it at the 4 other men in front of me still.

"I'm not used to getting too dirty anymore, but you know what they say ' death comes' !" I say while cutting through the man throat beneath me with one end of my bow. Realizing what has just happened all of the men aim their guns to my head and shoot. Obviously they weren't prepared for what would happen next. I run at another man kicking his legs out from beneath him then taking his gun and aiming it at the man beside him and shooting him.

With two men left I am out of breath and lucky to have landed that shot on the man with the gun earlier. The men begin to close in on me leaving me at the lower hand. A masked man takes me by my collar and says

"Only rotten ones go to hell."

I hear a gunshot. My vision becomes blurry as I fall to the ground. I close my eyes dazed, but I notice I wasn't shot. My eyes dart back open to see a silhouetted man in a hat standing over a man begging him not to shoot. This silhouetted man simply tips his hat and fires off two more shots into the alive masked man's head.

Silence falls over the city even more burning than before this event. I sit up looking at the mysterious man who has just saved my life. My heartbeat quickens the moment this new man begins to turn and face me. Instead of him raising his gun to my head like he had with the other men, he extended his hand to me and put his peacekeeper into it's holster. I take his hand and come to my feet.

He raises his hat so I can see his face in the orange light coming from the street lamp above us. My breath comes to a halt when I make eye contact with him, and he says in a deep raspy voice

"You okay darlin'?"

Authors Note!
      So this is my first ever story!! I'm really excited and I know that I really hate whenever my McHanzo fanfics leave off on a random note and the author just stops writing! So from reader to reader/author I want to keep writing and updating as soon as possible!