AC: Oh my goodness I finally did it. I made my third chapter. ; v ; I hope I didn't take too long... I've just been busy with family stuff and college so I've been putting this off till recently. I'm glad I was able to finish it. Thank you for people who have been waiting patiently. ; v ; I hope you all enjoy this chapter.
Sorry if I got any Russian or German language wrong! If anyone would like to help me with that, please leave me a note / PM / etc c: thank~
Я причинил тебе боль, Aber ich vergebe dir
Chapter Three:Разве я узнал, что мой урок
Two days later, Zarya hasn't been called in for the battle, so she tries to enjoy the time she has at home, doing core exercises and listening to music. She pants as she reaches the set goal for each of the exercise, and she lies down on the floor. But no matter how loud the music is or how many muscles that ends up being sore, she can never forget Angela's visit and Zenyatta's dysfunctioning, broken body.
Почему я не могу забыть? She asks herself.
Silence breaks out once the music in her ears abruptly pauses, and the ringing noise start to echo. Zarya winces at the unfamiliar noise and she pulls the plug off her phone, and presses play again. She plugs it to a music player speaker before she grabs the nearby mini towel to wipe off the sweat on her face. She heads to the bathroom to shower and get her mind off the unnecessary distractions.
After she puts on clean clothes, she grabs a can of juice in the kitchen and makes her way towards the living room. She sips on her drink before she sets it down on the coffee table. She checks her phone, realizing there's a voice message on her communication device. Her heart skips a beat, seeing it's from the angel.
Good morning, Zarya! I must've messaged you a little early, since you're not called out for battle. But I was hoping we could meet and eat at Rikimaru again for lunch. Message me whenever!
-Angela
Zarya sighs to herself. "These devices only exist to bother one another…" She mumbles to herself before she takes another sip of her drink. It's 13:34, and being outside doesn't seem to be a bad idea. She looks out the window…
The cherry blossom petals sway by the many homes and cars, the sun shining brightly above, not a single grey cloud in sight. Birds tweet here and there, singing their own melody to fill the peaceful scenery. The wind whistles, the tree branches creaking, the people chattering, almost responding with the bird's music to create an ensemble. Zarya could live here…
The woman stands up and she wears her casual clothes. She smiles at the people that glance at her, their eyes twinkle and their face wrinkle as they smile and greet in their natural language. Zarya greets them back with enthusiasm, rather butchered it due to her thick accent. The people giggle and smile and wave as they resume to their routine, leaving Zarya to do what she wants.
Zarya smile as she walks on by, watching the people pass her, however she comes to a halt when she sees Zenyatta, and inhales. She does not want to see him… Not again. She's tired of him trying to befriend her. Who does he think she is? She turns around, and begins to walk back. She hears the robot call out her name many times, but she just wants to ignore him.
She suddenly feels lost, losing herself from the real world. She starts to hear the bullets raining, machines wrecking homes and buildings, blood splattering onto their cold metal bodies. Some recklessly throwing people out of their homes and others mindlessly ruining towers, glass, anything in their path.
Her breathing quickens, terrified of what's unfolding in front of her. The faces of the children filled with fear, the screaming that fills the static of burning buildings, the sweat that drips from the Russian woman's face. She can't…
She feels a cold arm gently touch her arm; the feeling rushes throughout her body and her eyes widen with anger. Her instincts start to kick in, and she turns around to snap her arm away from the contact. Her breathing quickens as she sees Zenyatta… but her mind forces her to see an Omnic about to attack her. Zarya, in form of defense, swings her fist at him.
All Zarya could see is red and yellow, the burning light behind an Omnic who won't stop until they finish the order they're given. She continues to punch it until it hits the wall. She smashes its face in, yelling in Russian.
Mei comes into the scene, holding a popsicle in her hand as she licks at it. She's beside Fareeha, talking about other places the group could go for a vacation. But Fareeha abruptly halts and pauses for a second. She clenches her hands into fist, and runs towards the bullied robot. She pushes the Russian woman away from her and swings her knuckles at the other woman. The pink haired woman staggers backwards, coming back to her senses.
"What's wrong with you?!" Fareeha yells furiously. Mei's beside Zenyatta, hoping he's not malfunctioning again. Zenyatta, disorientedly, responds that he's doing fine. But Mei shakes her head and takes her back to the laboratory for Mercy and Satya to fix. Fareeha frowns at Zarya. "He was only trying to be friendly." She scowls before she follows Mei. Zarya watches them walk away and she rubs her own head. "Я сделал это снова…" She whispers.
Aleksandra sits behind the bell shrine, staring at the sun setting behind the buildings and trees. She sighs as she leans back against her arms. Even though she's staring at the scenery in front of her, she just doesn't understand why she had an impulse to hurt the omnic… Even though the omnics ruined her life, this one… just this one… She shakes her head and glares at the dying light. She needs to get this off her mind.
She turns her head when she suddenly heard a tap behind her. She stands up to see the white and green cyborg ninja. "What do you want?" She asks coldly. The cyborg shifts his head to the side, then back at the Russian. "You have abused my master again." He states calmly, but his body is expressing otherwise. His hand is gently gripping onto his katana, his stance is wide and almost prepared to fight.
The pink haired woman glares and lifts her Particle Cannon. "Do you wish to pick a fight with me?" She asks, holding the gun pointing at him. Genji lowers his head before he throws shuriken at the other person. Zarya wraps herself with the particle shield before she beams her blue and purple laser at him, but he dodges. He backs off, continuing to throw his shuriken, breaking the shield on Zarya and slicing cuts on her arms. She winces as she follows him, trying to aim at the super mobile ninja.
Genji throws another set of shuriken before he starts to reload. Zarya sees this as an opportunity and shoots an explosive charge at him. Genji flinches when he sees this. However he reacts fast and pulls out his Wakizashi to deflect it. Zarya sees it come back as she flinches. She tries to step out of the way but she was too slow. She falls back from the impact before she tries to get back up.
The ninja sees his opponent struggle and stays silent. He walks over to her, then steps on her chest.. His head lowers, as if looking at the Russian. "I thought you were stronger, considering your muscles showed promise. But… 俺はあいつを過大評価したようだ。" He scoffs. He sees the ledge behind the bell, and kicks off. Zarya flinches as she sees her gun falling as well. She reaches for it, but slips. She feels the fear in her chest, and she reaches again, grabbing the gun before she uses her particle barrier on herself.
But when she lands to the ground, her body collapses, and her vision turns black.
The rhythmic high pitch beep echoes in the room as Angela sits on her office chair. She sighs as she leans back, looking over at an occupied bed. "...Genji…" She says in disappointment. She turns back to type something down on her computer. But as soon as she hears loud shuffling, she redirects her attention back to the bed.
"Augghh…"
Angela sees the bandaged pink haired Russian as she walks towards the bed. "Hello, Aleksandra… How are you feeling?" she asks her patient. The other woman rubs her head, not sure what had happened. "...Why am I here?" She asks. The blonde hesitates a small smile before she responds.
"You and Genji had a fight, and you fell off the ledge… It was a good thing Winston came in not long after to help you out of there… We thought you were dead." She inhales, "But I assumed you had your gun with you to shield yourself."
"...If I hadn't…?"
"We would've lost a friend." Angela sits on the side of the bed before she starts to unwrap her bandages. "They need to be replaced. You have a lot of bruises, some almost really painful to move. So be careful."
Aleksandra leans back against the pillow to relax, but as soon as she loosen her muscles, her left arm start to ache. She groans and breathes slowly. Angela tells her that her gun landed on her left arm, so it'll be very painful to move. But with proper physical therapy, it'll be back to normal. Zarya stares at her and closes her eyes. "Thank you." She manages to say.
The doctor looks over at her for a minute before she smiles. "Anything for you," She grabs a new roll of bandages and returns to her seat next to Zarya, "Do you have anybody to visit you? I'm sure your other relatives would want to see you."
The muscular female looks away, "Nobody."
The other woman blinks, and giggles. "Nobody? Don't be silly. They must be worried. I'll notify them" She strokes her hair, then heads back to her desk. She hears the shuffling back at the bed and she glances. She sees Aleksandra lying down uncomfortably on the bed. Mercy frowns, "Do you need anything?"
"No."
Wie stumpf. Mercy pouts. She sits back down and continues to write down observation she has for her other patients.
Half of a month has passed and the blonde doctor notices nobody, really, even visited the Russian woman. She frowns as she checks up the files of her other relatives. She finds that they're all out of country, and clearly doesn't care. She glances at Zarya's room, then heads over to her office. She picks up the phone and calls someone. She hears the ringing echo in her ear as she waits patiently. When she hears a greeting on the other side, she smiles. "Hello. Yes, it's Angela. I'd like…"
Fareeha walks in and sees the doctor with a smile on her face as she orders something. She raises her eyebrow, unsure why she's buying these… items. She knocks on the door, catching Angela's attention. The two wave at one another before the Egyptian woman lets herself in, sitting down on one of the chairs. Angela bids goodbye on the phone and hangs up. "Fareeha, I'm glad you could be here. Do you need anything?" She asks.
"I'm here to see you. How have you been doing?" The woman responds, slightly disappointed that she almost doesn't notice her anymore. Angela shakes her head, "Oh, right. I'm sorry. I'm doing well. I need to do some stuff though, so our date is off for tonight. I hope you're not upset…" She bows her head, her nervous expression showing in her smile.
Fareeha looks at her for a moment before she hesitates a smile. "... Yeah. I understand. Your patients must be growing at this time of month." She says before she stands up. "I'll be heading out now."
"I'm really sorry. I'll make it up to you tomorrow, I swear." She gives her a quick hug before she shows her out the door. She waves at Fareeha as she walks the opposite direction, finding her way to another patient's room to check up on them.
Meanwhile, Zarya is sitting up on her bed, leaning back against the pillow for comfort. Her physical therapist has just left and she's working out her hand. It's slowly coming back together, which is a good thing for her. Hopefully she'll leave before the month ends. She sees a magazine on table beside her, so she decides to pick it up. She skims through each page until she reach a fitness article. She leans back, reading through it. She wonders if the people who wrote this actually know that majority of the stuff fitness players say don't actually work… She wonders why anyone would actually buy any of this crap. She's getting upset, not really down to read more of this.
Luckily, by the time she sets down the magazine, she sees a delivery guy come in with "Get Well Soon!" balloons and flowers. She stares at it for awhile and looks at the dude. "кто эти из?" She asks. The man glances at her before she hands out a card. He bows, then leaves. Zarya looks down at the card, then opens it up.
Я надеюсь, что вы вернулись на ноги в ближайшее время. We all miss you. Rest up and hopefully your arm will be better than before.
-A.Z.
Aleksandra stare down at it for a second and slowly smiles. She looks at the balloons for awhile before something gold caught her eye on the other corner of her eye. She looks over to see the female doctor with a smile on her face. She waves slightly before entering the room. "Good afternoon, Aleksandra. Are you feeling well?"
"I am, thank you." She nods, "Did you send these?"
"Hmm… I'm not sure. Did I?" She glances at the patient with a sly smile on her face. "Who knows."
Zarya stares at her for a long while, then smiles. "... Mmh. Sure." She chuckles. She closes her eyes and sighs with relaxation. "Благодарю вас за заботу обо мне." She says, hoping Angela would understand. Angela glances at her with a smile. She checks her vitals, asks her a few questions, and sits down beside her. The two converse for awhile, talking about their ambitions and things they needed to get off their chests.
Just secrets that only the two of them would know.
Translation
Habe ich meine Lektion gelernt - Have I Learned My Lesson
Почему я не могу забыть - Why can't I forget (RS)
Я сделал это снова - I did it again (RS)
俺はあいつを過大評価したようだ。- I seem to have overestimated you (JP)
Wie stumpf - How blunt (GR)
кто эти из - Who are these from (RS)
Я надеюсь, что вы вернулись на ноги в ближайшее время - I hope you're back on your feet soon (RS)
Благодарю вас за заботу обо мне - Thank you for taking care of me (RS)