Chapter 1- I'm innocent I swear
It was another successful heist for the two junkers known as Junkrat and Roadhog as they ran-sorry retreated from the remains of the bank they had just robbed an irate Soldier 76 coming after them as they evaded his shots. Roadhog grabbed his teammate and ran into an alleyway Junkrat laughing as he saw the Soldier get caught in one of his traps. Seeing someone at the end of the alley where it then forked off in two directions assuming the kid was the hand-off person he chucked the bags at the kid and wish him luck "Good luck kid, that Soldier is not a happy camper" as he ran off down the left alley with Junkrat shouting "Good Luck Mate" as they disappeared around a corner.
Ichigo Pov
Staring as the two forms ran around the corner, I start to wonder how I get myself into these situations, is it just bad luck or Murphy's Law? I've had enough bad luck to last me a lifetime thanks, no pun intended. Looking towards where the unusual (understatement of the century) duo had come from I saw an older man charging at me with a gun. Eyes widening I sprinted into the right alleyway to avoid the spray of bullets. Looking at the money bags, or what was left of them I was very glad for my reflexes the Goat Face had taught (more like assassination attempts) me over the years. I tried to peer around the corner to try and locate the old man however I was immediately jerked back as he didn't even wait before firing a triad of rockets at me "I'm unarmed!" I shouted in English for my defence, as that had been what the other two had been speaking. "Like I'll believe that kid" groaned out an American-accented voice. I could hear his footsteps getting louder with every second passed so I stood up and put my hands up waiting for him to round the corner. Relieved to have not felt a bullet pierce my skin, he didn't shoot me as he came around the corner although the gun was still tracked on me which didn't completely fill me with hope that he'd let me go. "Tch, so Talon have been reduced to using children? Pathetic" came the rough voice. Annoyed at the fact, which he was both calling me a child and underestimating me I snapped back at him "Hey! For one I'm not a kid Old Man I have been in a war and I know how to fight and two you'll end up regretting that you underestimated me, oh and I wasn't involved with the two weirdos with the money bags, " He gave a slight rough chuckle, "Oh, and who were those men?" I finished.
"I'm sure it was a coincidence kid, you're coming with me. Oh, try and escape and you'll be meeting my gun up close and personal" the geezer exclaimed. He grabbed my hands and trapped them in handcuffs He began walking me towards the plane he had waiting for pick up. Meanwhile trying to still understand what had just happened, I was staring in awe at the plane, how far had technology come to make such a vehicle that looked like it could break the sound barrier at the same time I was wondering whether or not it was even safe to travel in. After being strapped in, the Soldier steadied himself in the seat in front of me. He seemed to be more relaxed but he was keeping his gun very close to him. I guess I am not allowed to have a peaceful life or even choose what I want to do. Sighing heavily, I thought to myself Murphy's Law really hates me.