(A:N this chapter is going to be short because I just want to briefly show the training Fareeha had to go through. <3)
Every Morning at 4... that was start time for training. Unlike the normal Egyptian training I'm in the specialist division. Where they train us the hardest in order to shape us up. It's the same training my mother took in order to get in her position. But I wanted to become stronger than her.... so I tried my best to double all my training. We would go on 5 mile runs so I did 10. 50 pull-ups I did 100. It was excruciating pain almost 24/7. I would only get 3 hours to sleep. Every minute I would be shouted at how worthless I was. It was hell but I knew in the long run it would make me strong. Officially I was assigned as missile expert. So I mainly fired missiles instead of bullets. Next came to design my battle suit. And more than anything I wanted to fly. Along side Angela.... my suit went through many trials and errors. Sometimes it was the missiles discharging or the boosters not working. I swear I almost lost my arm from the missiles going off in my arm. But after many attempts we managed to get the perfect suit for me..... I was nicknamed the eagle. Raining justice from above. After 8 long years.... of intense training... for finishing the specialist training i must get an Egyptian eye tattoo to show competition and top of class. Just like mom I thought.. but me... I'm stronger than I was before.. tomorrow I am taking an airship to overwatch... I cannot wait... Angela.. I'm coming.
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The Eagle and her Angel (pharah x Mercy)
FanfictionObvi a pharah and mercy ship a sailing #myotp