This pain I couldn't describe, not the physical pain of the blade running along my skin, but the pain of my brothers betrayal. I loved my brother, and now I want him to feel the pain he's inflicting upon me.
"Brother!" I cried out through the thick layer of blood covering my mouth, "please... stop this."
Hanzo gave me a disgusted grunt before he kicked my stomach making me fall to the ground. I tried to push my body up back to be on my hands and knees, fight back Genji! Why don't you fight back? I knew the answer for that, I couldn't. I won't.
"This is what you get!" Hanzo's hand gripped my hair, "you are a disgrace to this clan, why do you exist?"
"I exist so I can get revenge on you... I thought you loved me," I chuckled and the edges of my mouth curled into a weak smile, "but I was wrong."
My head was lifted off the ground and then slammed against it, I winced.
"I won't let you have a honorable death, scream all you want no one will hear you,"
I reached out and grabbed my brothers leg as he walked away causing him to stop, "may you have a honorable death."
I pulled back my hand to cover my chest wounds, Hanzo was nowhere to be seen. I closed my eyes, ruby red snow numbed the pain of the past and the present, no one would care if I died here tonight, would they even look for me? No... probably not.
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Dead... maybe (McGenji)
FanfictionNo one believed he could survive, it's a miracle he even made it. I was the first one to see him, crumpled on the ground and defeated, his breath was shallow and I could barely tell who he was. When Genji flatlined for the first time, I almost lost...
