I'm a bonafide grade A hustler Too much on my mind right now Better get in line right now Or fuck around and die right now Hope you understand that Bitch, I'm the man, ho, I'm the man you know I'm the man You're a new recruit at Overwatch, with the reputation that you had nothing to offer. Despite this reputation, you try to push through your training and try to overcome the negativity. The man who was put in charge of your training- 76- could care less if you fail or if you pass: until the base is attacked and you're left in a horrible predicament. Over the course of your training, 76 pushes you harshly and you begin to wonder: did he train you for that attack or were you truly unable to offer anything to Overwatch? (For now labeled as completed; Will update soon <3)

Reader x Soldier 76 ((Slow updates...and this is my first fanfiction so apologies if it is poop DX))

A story that has Hanzo, nothing more, nothing less.

Welcome to Overwatch, friend! Your introduction to our cause was rough at first, but after some training, you're now a fully-fledged Overwatch Agent. Just, you know, stay away from those junkers. Particularly the little one. He's a pain.