9:07 PM

Prom night was in full swing only a few minutes after starting. The real surprise was that nobody had gotten shit-faced drunk yet. Whilst everyone was inside, Fox and Wolf had waited in the parking lot, waiting for the all clear. Fox had to resist every urge in his body not to just go down on Wolf earlier. After all, they'd been there for forty minutes now and they'd spent nearly the whole time just sitting there. Fox had grown impatient at this point, twiddling his thumbs together waiting for someone on the inside would give them the all clear to go in.

"So, what's our gameplan?" said Wolf, reaching underneath his seat

"Go in, kick ass, hope for the best." replied Fox, messing around with his earpiece just in case it was bugged.

"Short, simple. I like it." Wolf had tapped Fox in the shoulder with a pistol to try draw Fox's attention away from the earpiece. "Your thing's not broken, I haven't heard shit yet."

Fox looked down at the pistol Wolf had handed him, not knowing what the model was. Wolf answered his question before he got the chance to ask. "That my friend is the Predator M-3. Giving it to ya since it's got armour-piercing rounds installed in it. Got it from a 'friend' from the Terminus. Barely any of them around here..." said Wolf, making slight adjustments to his own pistol.

"Gee, thanks..." said Fox sarcastically, perferring the feel of his own laser pistol, but since it was a present from Wolf, he couldn't turn it down.

"McCloud, you there?"

"Sombra? That you?" Said Fox, picking up some noise in his earpiece.

"No shit, it's me."

"Right, sorry. I assume we're good to go?"

"Yeah, the band's just about to go on. I'm backstage with Jin and Rocket. When that pyro goes off, we're moving in."

"Right, so do we go through the front, or do you have any other ideas?"

"I did some scoping around when I got here, there's a door in the back that leads directly into the gym. Go through there, so you can take Arthas from the back so we can surround him.

"Gotcha. Sit tight, we'll be there." With that, Fox and Wolf hopped out of the car, making their way towards the back of the gym. When the pair got to the door without incident, Fox slowly tapped the door open, taking aim at nothing, but being cautious nonetheless. Wandering into what looked like a storage room, filled with basketballs and random pieces of sports equipment. The thumping of trash club music could be felt from inside the room though, so they were close. Seeing a door, Fox made his way towards it, but his pace was slowed when he got his leg caught up in a stray jump rope, which he angrily shook off, landing towards the door. Fox took a look through a keyhole, being greeted with the sight of Tracer making some tweaks to her guitar before looking to the back.

"Sombra, we're in position. Ready to move on your call." Fox looked over to Wolf, who had his back to the wall, before giving him a nod.


Sombra looked over to Jin, his foot eagerly tapping in rhythm to whatever song he had in his head. "Ready to move?" asked Sombra, tossing one of her translocators up and catching it in her free hand, her other being occupied with her machine pistol.

"As I'll ever be." responded Jin dryly, already readying an arrow in his bow.

"Rocket?"

"Hang on..." responded the raccoon, tugging his chestpiece down and then picking up two scoped laser pistols of his own design. "Ready. Tell me what to shoot."

"Give it a sec. Need the all-clear. Rocket, you're on point. I'll take the right and Jin, you're on the left." said Sombra, ushering the two towards their designated areas. When she finally got to her place, an announcer could be heard from the other side.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for your auditory pleasure, we present to you our school's finest musicians..." came the voice, a hush coming over the crowd as the lights centered on the band onstage.

"WHAT'S UP WE'RE SQUAD SQUAD HERE'S MOTHERFUCKING XO TOUR LLIF3 GO" Screamed Sylvanas into the mic, before the gym was overwhelmed with a wretched wall of noise.

"Oh for the love of god please tell me she's not going t-" started Sombra, bewildered.

"ALL MY FRIENDS ARE DEAD." Screamed Sylvanas, rocking her head back and forth like she was fighting of a demon. The other band members were doing the same, except Shen, who just unenthusiastically played the drums.

"Oh dulce maldito Jesús..." muttered Sombra in Spanish.

"She went straight into the fucking hook! Why?" groaned Jin, secretly fuming over this small detail.

In front of the stage, Arthas was on his makeshift throne, hastily thrown together by the art students. He looked on in genuine enjoyment at the performance, as the rest of the gym raved like their lives depended on it.

Sylvanas kept screaming her lungs out, only stopping to give Tracer brief shots at the spotlight with her guitar. Tracer worked in a five-second guitar solo before Sylvanas came back onto the mic. "EVERYONE IN THIS FUCKING BUILDING START BUILDING UP TO A MASSIVE AHHHHHHHHHHH" She yelled, hyping up the crowd. They did just that, joing 'ahh' like the opening to Crank Dat by Soulja Boy. When the crowd were about to reach their peak, Sylvanas butted in. "NOW SHEN." With that, Shen stopped drumming and pulled out an obnoxiously large red button, slamming it with her fist. When she did this, pyro went off in Arthas' face, blinding him.

"Shit!" yelped Rocket, taking flight as the back of his chestpiece lit up. "A bit of a warning woulda been GREAT!"

"We don't have time to waste. Let's get this done." said a determined Sombra, cocking her gun before firing off into the air.

Rocket charged in ahead of everyone, screaming as he flew through the smoke, unloading into Arthas, but because he had a metric fuck ton of armour and Rocket didn't have cryo rounds, it barely phased him. Sylvanas dove off the stage and to the nearest exit, followed by the rest of her bandmates. "Everyone through the goddamn door, now!" she yelled, dramatically waving her hands towards the door as the attendees charged through. Tracer however, stayed back, taking a step forward and making a triumphant pose as trumpets went off in her head.

"Right luvs. Cavalry's 'ere!" She chirped, giving her pistols (which she pulled out of thin air, because she can do that.) a playful spin in her hands.

"Ugh, ya just had to say that today, didn't you?" Groaned Sombra from behind. Tracer sighed loudly and hopped off the stage, turning on her heel to face the hacker.

"Look bitch, I didn't ask for your opinion. Besides, you and I know that you're just going to bail on us when we're done here." Started Tracer. Sombra could barely stop herself from pouncing on her and strangling her then and there. She calmed herself done by tightly gripping her pistol, showing no obvious signs of frustration. "So, just shut the fuck up, and get do-" Tracer was cut off by a haymaker from Arthas, sending her flying into a wall, leaving her knocked out cold. By now, Arthas had picked up Frostmourne and began swinging around wildly, but the hall was empty. Sombra had to duck and swerve to avoid getting hacked to pieces, firing a full magazine into Arthas. When she was able to see an opening she proceeded to toss a translocator behind an overturn table, teleporting as soon as it landed. She took the time to reload and to take a peek over the table. When she did, Rocket and Jin were firing at Arthas.

"We're not making a dent in him!" Exclaimed Jin, pulling back a new arrow and firing at the giant mass of armor at an alarming rate.

"FBI, HOLD THE FUCK UP". Fox and Wolf kicked down the door to the storage room together. "Door was locked." Joked Fox, before unloading into Arthas, once again having to kick off the jump rope off his foot. Arthas turned to them, charging forward with reckless abandon. Jin ran over to him, attempting to stab him with an arrow. Arthas had this scouted, parrying Jin's arm and grabbing him by the throat, haphazardly tossing him to the right. Jin's bow was left in the middle of the hall, but Jin himself found himself lying next to Sombra, desperately trying to catch his breath. Rocket kept firing at Arthas from above, since the target didn't have much of an answer for the airborne threat. Rocket's rate of fire slowed though, giving Arthas time to advance towards the two non-FBI Furries.

"Fuck, weapon's overheating!" Said Rocket, frantically blowing on the guns, as if that would do anything. "I'm pulling back. Keep him busy Fox." He descended by Sombra's table and took shelter with them.

"What the fuck did I say about formations!?" Said Sombra through gritted teeth.

"Not much!" Responded Jin, voice raspy.

Behind them, Fox and Wolf held their ground, relentlessly firing into Arthas, but he was advancing quicker and quicker. Eventually, he was at their doorstep, swinging frantically, forcing the furry icons to roll out of the way. They were cut off by the sword-wielding lunatic, but they continued firing off into the armor.

Jin took a quick glance over the table before ducking back down and looking over to his companions.

"Shit, shit, SHIT. I ain't dyin' inside a goddamn gym!" Grumbled Rocket to himself.

"We're gonna make it through this, Rocket. I'm not gonna let you die here." Responded Sombra, cocking back her gun after a quick reload.

"Look, I have an idea." Said Jin, looking down to the dragon head atop his bow.

"Look, I'm open to anything at this point. What's the plan?" Said Sombra, looking up to Jin.

Meanwhile, both Fox and Wolf were still dancing around Arthas, trying to get a crucial shot to try weaken him, even a little. Wolf had started to become more aggressive, slowly advancing towards him. This eventually forced Arthas to focus on the merc, taking a swipe at Wolf, who slid underneath Frostmourne before quickly rising to his feet in one seamless motion before driving the bayonet underneath the pistol's muzzle into Arthas' chest, getting a clean stab in. Arthas slouched over a little from the impact. Wolf's killer instinct kicked in, and he pulled the trigger of his pistol to try cause more severe damage... But nothing. Wolf pressed again and again, each click more frantic than the last. A grim realisation came over Wolf: he had run out of ammo. Before he could pull the pistol out and get away, Arthas had gripped him by the throat, raising him up into the air. Wolf kicked and thrashed in a desperate attempt to escape, but to no avail. Arthas readied Frostmourne to pierce through Wolf's chest. As Wolf shut his eye, ready to be killed, he heard footsteps racing towards him. Fox ran up with a chair, smashing Arthas over the back of the head with it. Because of this, Wolf was dropped to the floor, clutching his throat and coughing madly.

Fox whipped his pistol back out as Arthas turned around, firing off a few shots into the armor, before being roundhouses kicked into a wall. Arthas turned back to Wolf, placing his foot on his shoulder. Ever see that Overwatch short Alive? Yeah, kinda like that. Arthas glared at Wolf in complete silence. However, much like before, Arthas was distracted by something. This time a weak arrow to the back, the arrow itself snapping like a twig on impact. Arthas turned around, only to be met by the sight of Jin across the gym, standing amid the rubble fearlessly.

"Evening, bishop." Said Jin, exuding cockiness.

"Kung Jin. The self-proclaimed 'Hearthstone God'" replied Arthas, slowly.

"Hey, if you think that's just me being arrogant, I'm just confident." Joked Jin. Wolf, meanwhile looked over to the overturned desk where Rocket was. The raccoon frantically signalling for Wolf to move to cover. He did just that, slowly crawling away without being detected.

"Hmph. Confidence is a flimsy shield. Even with that, using such... Primitive weapons against me is useless. You will die, just like the rest."

"Yeah. Got me beat there. But, we've got something that you don't."

"And that is?"

Jin lowered his head, before quickly raising it back up. "THE REAL SUPER POWER OF TEAMWORK." He yelled, leaving Arthas confused. However, he could barely react as Sombra appeared over his head after tossing a translocator.

"PROPAGANDA IS USELESS!" She yelled, before letting off an EMP and rolling to safety. Rocket began opening fire from cover, aiming for the wound that Wolf had opened up. Rocket kept lading shot after shot, every shot was doing hefty damage, causing Arthas to flinch repeatedly.

Jin took a deep breath, realising that what he was going to do could end up blowing up in his face and killing everyone, but he was ready to take the risk. He drew an arrow and lined up the shot, aiming directly for the chest.

"RYUU GA WAGA TEKI WO KURAU!" Screamed Jin at the top of his lungs, firing an arrow towards his target. For a brief moment, it was a normal arrow. Until it burst into two FUCKING SPIRIT DRAGONS. The dragons engulfed Arthas, shattering Frostmourne into pieces and ripping a hole in the gym wall. Sylvanas was standing right next to where the dragons tore through, having a smoke. She looked as unimpressed as ever. Meanwhile, Arthas was being overwhelmed by the dragons. As they faded from existence, he collapsed to the floor on his knees. Jin fired an arrow at the tip of Arthas' helmet, sending the helmet flying backwards... Possibly defying the laws of physics in the process. He walked up to the defeated king, looking down on him as Arthas glared up.

"Prince Arthas, your tyrannical rule over this school is over. The authorities wi-" Jin was unable to finish his monologue, as Sombra ran up behind him and shoved him to the ground. Her and Rocket proceeded to whip out two pistols and began shooting Arthas in the head repeatedly, to Jin's horror. Arthas fell backwards with a thud.

"What the FUCK, guys?!" Yelped Jin as he scrambled up to his feet.

Sombra sighed. "The job was to KILL him, remember?"

"Yeah but... Forget it." Said Jin, running out of fucks to give.

"Rocket, make sure he's dead." Requested Sombra.

Rocket kicked Arthas' limp body twice. "Nuh-uh. Bastard ain't getting up from that."

A now conscious Tracer hobbled over to the rest of the team. "Heh. Ya got the wanker." Chucked Tracer.

Wolf got up and walked over to Fox, who had just begun to dust himself off. "Everything okay on your end? Asked Wolf, patting Fox on the back.

"I've been through worse. Haven't broken anything, at least." Responded Fox, ushering Wolf over to the rest of the crew.

Sylvanas walked into the gym through the hole in the wall, looking at the damage. "So, he's dead now.' She said, looking down at Arthas' corpse.

"Yeah. Wasn't easy, but I've killed much bigger things." Said Rocket, foot on Arthas' head, triumphant. "Now. What about our pay?"

"Just give me the necessary details and it'll be in your bank account in no time." Said Sylvanas, looking at a now happy-looking Rocket.

"Wait, you were behind this?" Asked Tracer, surprised.

"Of course. With Arthas gone, they school will have to get a new principal. Because of that, I have a chance to take power and allow the Horde to dominate the school... Plus Arthas killed me a while back so he was kinda an asshole." Explained the banshee.

"You're a devious woman. Nice." Complimented Jin.

"Much obliged, Kung Jin. Anyways, I'll forward the pay to all of you when I can. Having access to the U.N's finances certainly helps pay the bills." Said Sylvanas.

"Hate to be a mood-breaker, but we need to get out of here before the Feds show up so there isn't a complete shitstorm." Said Wolf.

"Yeah, anyone have any ideas?" Asked Fox.

"How about we go to Coopers for a drink?" Said Tracer, the group already walking out of the gym, leaving Arthas behind for the authorities.

"Deal. Drinks are on me." Said Wolf, already pulling out his wallet.

"Heh. Last time we were in a bar together, we fucked." Joked Rocket.

"And I would not be against that happening again." Responded Wolf, nonchalantly picking up Rocket, who scrambled to Wolf's shoulders and became perched there. Fox smiled, as he thought the sight of the two was cute. He checked his white flight jacket, making sure he hadn't forgotten anything.

"Shit, Wolf. I left your present back in the gym!" Said Fox, turning back and walking into the gym.

"Gee, thanks McCloud. I'll be with Rocket in my car, you know where it is." Called back Wolf, directing the rest of the group to Sombra's (stolen) car. Fox half-expected them to be fucking by the time he got to Wolf's car. Going back into the gym, Fox picked up Wolf's present, which had been knocked to the floor after he got roundhouse kicked. Tucking it neatly back into his jacket, Fox left the gym again, ready to head to Wolf's car.

"Fox McCloud?" Asked a voice from his left.

Fox turned to face the new voice and was met by a a woman in light armor. The armor was light grey and looked well reinforced. As for the woman herself, her blonde hair had been shaved at the sides but had been pulled back into a bun at the back. To her left was another woman with wavy black hair and what looked like a black and white onesie. She looked thoroughly bored. The the right was a turian with blue markings across his face, a blue eyepiece and what looked like burn scars on the left side of his face. Fox wasn't able to read his expression. If he were to hazard a guess, he was bored. That seemed to be a trend today.

"Should I know you?" Asked Fox, considering pulling out his gun on them until he realized they were heavily armed.

"Cassandra Cage. These are my... um, co-workers.. Yeah, co-workers Miranda Lawson and Garrus Vakarian. Right now, we're working for Cerberus. They're asses, but they're financing out mission right now. So, what I'm saying is, we have a proposition for you."

Fox listened keenly. "Fine. Go on."


A/N

Holy shit I actually finished something. Never thought I'd see the day... But yeah, that's this story done with. Highly likely that there's gonna be a sequel to this. Originally I was gonna just try do that Rocket/Sombra prequel story I worked on for about two weeks but then I played some new things and that changed my opinion.

But I really want to say thanks. Like, to everyone. Even if you're reading this through for the first time or you've been reading along the whole time, I just want to say thank you. Just seeing one person reading this is damn amazing to me. Like, people want to read something I wrote! That's an amazing feeling. Even if this ends up becoming the next legendarily bad fanfiction that's still okay. So guys, thank you so fucking much.