Chapter One

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"Why is the sky blue?" I asked my father with wide eyes with wonder as I stared at the passing clouds in the ocean above.
"Logical or my way?" Father responded like he always did.
"Your way!" I exclaimed sitting in the fresh grass in front of father.
"Well," He chuckled sitting down in front of me, "there once was two brothers who lived at war with one another turning the sky a angry red. The brothers would never stop the fighting as all they could see was destruction and death. The people of the brothers came to a agreement to end the fighting and stop the suffering.
The people called upon the four great dragons the brothers had been given from a young age. The people begged the dragons to stop the brothers, but the brothers refused when the dragons pleaded to stop the ruby red from staining the earth. The dragons had no choice but to lock the brothers away for eternity... the sky had been stained red  for so long one of the dragons, one of the three blue ones that shimmered like the ocean, gave his life to show that war was also there. In the end the green dragon was granted the valiant blue dragon's powers making it as strong as two dragons," father finished as we got up and walked side by side.
"I'll never fight with Hanzo!" I told father and I added, "I'll protect the green dragon with my life in honor of the great sky dragon."

I slid my katana through the thugs neck letting a stream of blood spray out and trickle down his neck as he flopped lifelessly to the concrete floors, his eyes rolling back into his head. I heard footsteps and turned around to see thugs running at me with knifes or guns, they all crumpled to the ground as shots rang out.
"Thank you, Reyes," I responded with my emotionless voice.
"Sure kid," Reyes responded as he stepped past me patting my shoulder.
I followed Reyes as we stepped out of the cold hallway and into a large stone room that had red carpet, red matching sofas, some really expensive looking wooden tables with all its chairs pushed out
or fallen to the floor. The room was equipped with a bar at the back where Jesse McCree and Moira O'Deorain sat drinking the alcohol that's was behind he bar, in McCree's case whiskey and in Moira's some sort of wine.
"We missed him Gabe," Moira said as we approached, "we were so close!"
"There were still thugs out in the hall probably to keep us busy while in the meantime Jefferson escaped," I reported to Moira and McCree.
"There were all just a bunch of small meaningless criminals here too," Moira replied as McCree stayed silent as he handed me some vodka.
I took the vodka from McCree giving him a nod before sipping on it, "more alcohol for us then," I said.
"We are on a mission you three shouldn't be getting drunk," Reyes said and tried to take away my newly acquired vodka.
"Wow gosh dad I never realized that!" I told him mimicking a astonished voice as I ripped my vodka back from Reyes downing it all.
"Your just a jealous lil' edgy bitch cuz' ya ain't got a glass," McCree spoke for the first time and Moira let out a small 'ooo'.
"Shut it cowboy," Reyes shot McCree a glance that made McCree look away.

~Time Skip~

    Moira, McCree and I all slumped against the couch as Reyes made us watch this documentary on the benefits of not being drunk, to which we pouted at.
     "It's our only redeeming talent!" Moira whined, "other wise Genji only knows how to murder, McCree only knows how to be drunk, and I'm just a scientist!"
     "Yours ain't that bad," McCree pointed out to which I agreed to.
     "Have you seen what my experiments are..." Moira shifted uncomfortably next to me.
     "No, and don't want to," I muttered.
     "Shut up!" Reyes snapped as he wanted us to pay attention to this really boring documentary which was just a old guy talking about not being drunk equals a successful life.
    After it was over I got up and ran to my room slamming the door behind me. I slumped down against my bed not even bothering to move onto it, and I let the emotional baggage from today pour from every seem of my body. I nuzzled my head into my knees when I brought them up to my chest, my sweatpants started getting stained of tears as I silently wept on the floor of my bare room.
     No one would come for me until I was needed for a mission... which was only for me to take the lives of others. I was only needed to ruin people who could have redemption, otherwise I was just a pebble on the side of a road, a outcast, a failure, a disappointment, a curse on this world. I heard a faint knocking on my door, I didn't look up, I heard the door open and footsteps wander over to me, I held my breathe wanting to be alone again. Instead of being left alone to sit in pity, a pair of strong arms wrapped me tightly against their chest. McCree's chest.
"It's alright Genji," McCree cooed, and as he stoked my hair I felt... safe.
"I'm not gonna leave ya," He said as I scrambled to get closer in his arms and feel his warm embrace.
"Everyone I care about leaves me all alone to suffer in the end." I spoke up after I caught my breathe and calmed down.
"I ain't gonna leave ya to suffer," McCree was helping me onto my bed, "I always thought ya had no emotion, but you just don't want people to see you weak..."
"It's better to hide than for people to criticize," I told McCree as I snuggled under my covers.
McCree gave me a weak smile before shutting off my lights, waking away and leaving me with a fluttering feeling which I had to dispose of, he can't get close to you, those people leave you or die.

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