Fire on Fire (Junkrat x Reader)

7-Infernal Battel (part 2)

~Who was that?... My thoughts swarmed in my head as my legs continue full speed ahead down the blood stained street. My paws crunch on tiny shards of glass and broken pieces of buildings. The wind racing past me sending my long hair flying, the fires still ablaze, dragging itself with me. The agonizing pain from my lungs filling up with heavy thick blood as I run, making my whole body twist and contort within.

The sun lowers ever so slightly as flickering lights begin to illuminate my surroundings. This new alien landscape was overwhelming bright and large, which caused panic to engrave itself into my veins. All the sounds from distant vehicles, the bright street lights mixed with the towering skyscrapers, the gradually smooth pavement under my feet, the decor surrounding each intact building. This place was nothing like the distant memories of the outback before I was thrown into the harsh laboratory. I don't know where to go nor where to run to. I may be free, but I am trapped in a foreign place with no escape as my lungs continue to collapse. All I need to do is run.

...

"Junkrat! Are you kidding me?" A small brunette shouts as she jumps down from the pink mech and stomps her way to the large, thin man. "We could of had her clam and stop all this chaos, but YOU had to screw it all up! Now she's gone!"

"Oi! Listed here ya little Sheila. I was only tryna help, she started ta attacked ya blocks again." Junkrat snarled as he stood up.

"She was only scared, you rat!" She huffed in his face, narrowed eyes and arms crossed.

"Why you little-"

"Junkrat! D.Va! Both of you, quit it now!" Winston demands in a harsh tone as the both of them glare at one another for a few moments but eventually D.Va turns away. "-We need to go after her before she spreads more panic to the rest of the city."

"I could tell she was deeply wounded. We need to find her fast or she will not survive." The angelic woman states to the team.

"Alright, you heard Mercy. Find that girl immediately." Winston commands, and with that the Overwatch team jumped into action, searching high and low for the fiery girl; leaving two individuals behind, alone in the smoky atmosphere of the explosions.

"Hey. Are we not going to go look for her?" A low hollow voice came from underneath a pigs mask.

"Who me? Like 'ell I'm gonna help em after they didn't want my help, mate! they can go fuck themselves!" Junkrat hissed through his teeth, not making eye contact with the glass spectacles on the mask. "~I want ta get icecream instead~." He cheekily cooed with a grin, looking up towards the large man as he began to walk down the street.

The hog of a man sighed as he followed the thin blondie, asking a question. "Did you know that girl?"

The junker kept his gaze forward as he paused for a short while. "...I don't know..." He answered back in a hushed tone, his hand traces the back of his neck as if in deep thought.

...

My heart raced, pumping heavily in my chest as I slowed my pace. I was alone, in a dark alleyway with my fire illuminating the red bricks around me. From either of the far ends, a few cars and people occasionally passed by, oblivious to the bright flames swarming my figure; The sun had just set completely, sending most of the city to slumber. The pain from deep within grew more and more numbing as my rib slightly moved with each shaky breath I took. Gripping my side, I could feel the hot burning sensation radiating off the dislodged bone; like little needles trying to pry themselves out from underneath my skin. The sweet taste of nickel softly rested on my tongue the longer I stood there.

Suddenly, a shadow blocked the thin amount of light coming from the city street. Looking to the source, a figure stood at the entrance of the ally, staring straight at me with little to no movement; my eyes adjusted to the darkness and I could make out a masculine body with a green glow mixed with metal, a long blade shimmered as he clenched it in his fist. His far huffed breaths caught my ears as my mind raced with uneasiness; I stood there, hoping he wouldn't move closer, for I didn't want to proceed running in fear and agony again.