Chance or Fate

After the Petris Act, Overwatch was disbanded. Everyone went their separate ways. Some turned into a vigilantes, other hide or went on to live a normal life.

When Genji left to recover and wander the world in search of meaning, he was attacked days before he came across an omnic monk, who would be his future mentor.

It was a swift ambush in frosted woods, and he didn't have time to counter because he was exhausted by his long travel, for it was night. His attackers thought he was an omnic and left him to die.

"I curse my cybernetic body. Because of it, I'm going to die here," Genji said. He was panting, and his vision blurred. His last thoughts were, 'Brother, I hope you can forgive yourself. For I have forgiven you.'

Hours later, a girl wandered into that part of the frosty forest. She had long tangled black hair, her clothes were just dirty rags, was barefoot that was covered in her own blood, and she held a blanket tightly to protect herself from the cold.

She came to kneel down near Genji's cold body, and examined it. The girl saw a lot of blood that dyed the snow around him. She reached up and took off his mask. She saw his scarred face, and lifeless coco brown eyes.

"What a sad sight … one of many that I must have missed. He looks so young for someone who holds so much pain," she said.

The girl stared for a second, then decided it would be for the best. She leaned forward and kissed his forehead. Genji slightly glowed as his wounds healed and all his scars faded away. The girl watched this as though she has seen it a thousand times, and stood up as the faint glow died to nothing.

Genji shoot up, panting quickly examining himself for is previous wounds.

'I was dead. How am I alive!?' he thought.

"Glad to see you up," Genji's head snapped to the girl who spoke. "Welcome back to the land of the living."

"W-who are you? H-how am I alive?"

"The name's Melanie. I healed you. Just that simple," Melanie said.

"That doesn't make any sense."

"What's your name? I would at least like to know who I saved out of my own expenses."

Genji finally took the time to fully examine Melanie, then suddenly felt guilty. He could see it in her dull, lifeless red eyes. She was an orphan with no home, and she just brought back a stranger from the dead. He felt indebted to her for bring him back.

"I'm Genji. I must apologies for my rudeness. Please, forgive me."

Melanie laughed a little, "No harm done, Genji. I'm glad you're alive. You look too young to die so early."

"What about you? How old are you?"

"I'm 6 years old."

"What are you doing out this late in the night? What were you going to do in this forest?"

Melanie was silent for a second as she stared at him. "I move around at night to avoid people who would beat me up. I was going to move to another town, when I felt … well, you might think I'm silly."

"I won't think that. You can tell me."

Melanie stared into his eyes to see the sincerity behind his words. "I … I felt an immense and sad energy coming from here. I looked over and saw a green dragon crying." Genji was shocked, but Melanie continued. "I heard your voice as well. You hoped that your brother had forgiven himself because you already forgave him. I was on the other side of town at the time so it took me awhile to get here."

Genji was speechless. He didn't know what to feel. Mad that people would beat Melanie, amazed that she saw the dragon of the North winds weep, grateful that she brought him back, or surprised she heard his last thoughts and prayer.

Melanie bent down and picked up his mask and placed it into Genji's hand. He was about to put it on, but Melanie stopped him.

"I must be going now. It was nice to meet you. Just know that your scars are gone, and that you look really handsome. Know that you are still human. Until we meet again, my friend." With that, Melanie turned and walked away.

"Wait!" Genji put on his mask and turned to chase after Melanie, but she was gone.