I stood rigid in fear, the barrel of a gun poised for a shot through my head.
The panicked screams of my best friend, (bf/n), muffled by surrounding gunfire and robotic screaching.
Tears stream down my (s/c) cheeks
'Is this is it? Am I going to die?'
Suddenly, I get shoved violently to the side.
I hit the cold, blood speckled floor as shot rang out.
I hear sharp thump and sickening splatter from beside me...
" NO!" I exclaim, horrified, at the scene before me.
(Bf/n) lying in a crimson pool of (his/her) own blood.
"(B/fn)!" I hurriedly stumble over to (her/him) "Oh god. Nonononono!"
(She/he) lets out a pained cough.
"(Y-y/n) you're okay.."tears overflow onto their cheeks, obviously happy that I haven't been physically hurt.
"Yo-u ba-ka! W-hy did you s-ave me!? I don't dese-rve to li-ve like yo-u do!" I choke out my sentence as my emotions flood out.
"be-cause y-ou a--re im-por-tant"
"w-what?"
To be continued...
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Fanfiction~~~~~ I do not own Overwatch™ or most of the art used within this story. I only own this story, the plot & some (very occasional) drawings I make. I can't draw bodies btw so I use bases for that. Please don't kill me. I'll take a while to write & pu...
