"Let's go to Nepal."

"Genji, I literally just got an IV rammed into my arm and now you're asking me to go to f*cking Nepal?"

"But what about Dr. Ziegler?"

"She can go to hell for all I care."

"But angels don't go to hell!"

"Charlie's did."

Hanzo was hospitalized, and Genji followed him. Tracer sat next to Genji in one of the many hospital rooms as they watched over Hanzo. Unfortunately for the archer, his ninja brother wanted to make Mercy happy. Making Mercy happy was a higher priority than his brother's life, unfortunately.

"Genji, I need to recover. Just let me stay still and I'll recover in… a few hours, maybe."

"But brother, I thought that only true Shimadas could press on forward without regarding their own injuries."

The instant moment Hanzo realized Genji had used his very own catchphrase against the elder Shimada, the archer got tilted beyond his own mind. "You dare lecture me about true Shimadas?!" Hanzo growled as he slammed his hands against the hospital bed he lay still on. "You do not deserve to- Ugh, this hurts…"

Genji sighed.

His sigh triggered Hanzo.

"This is all your fault," the elder Shimada whined as he rolled his eyes. "Not only did you trigger the self-destruction sequence for the Blackwatch base while I was being patched up, but you also almost got me a cold medicine instead of a proper analysis of my own body."

"I moved as swiftly as any other ninja would," Genji answered.

"Ninja my ass."

"RYUUJIN NO KEN WO KURAEEEEEEEE!"

As Genji unleashed a fury of punches against a Hanzo being hospitalized, Tracer asked the brothers, "So you're traveling to Nepal now?"

Stopping an iron fist from colliding against Hanzo's stomach, Genji turned to Tracer and clarified, "Yes. We're going to travel to Nepal. First, I intend on meeting my master before finding the headquarters."

Lena perked up and smiled brightly. "Mind if I join y'all, then?" She asked excitedly.

"Yes." "No."

Genji turned to Hanzo, who spat at the ninja's face.

"RYUUJIN NO KEN WO KURAEEEEE!"

"IS THAT LITERALLY THE ONLY THING YOU CAN COME UP WITH?!" Hanzo screamed as he blocked a bunch of punches Genji threw at him. Despite being immobile, he managed to block the attacks until Genji calmed down.

"We have to save Dr. Ziegler," Genji muttered. "Brother, a life is on the line here."

"Don't word it like that, it's literally just a forty-year old Swiss Cheese ready to get smeared all over a piece of bread like a small box of Philadelphia Cream Cheese-"

"Hanzo."

"Genji."

"She is the reason why I move even after YOU MURDERED ME."

Tearing off the IV out of Hanzo's arm, Genji picked up Hanzo as he told Tracer, "Lena, let's go. Off we go to Nepal."

"H-How?"

Hanzo coughed painfully as he screamed in pain. Genji didn't give a flying f*ck about his suffering, unfortunately. He was too oblivious to sense the suffering of Shimadas in general- even himself. Perhaps that was why he got himself murdered by his brother.

As the archer roared something about disassembling Genji from head to toe, Genji laughed kindly as he answered simply.

"By plane!"

That very statement internally murdered the elder Shimada.

The plane ride was actual hell for Hanzo as his blood pressure rose with wounds that had yet to properly close still on him. He would make sure to kill Genji one day, have Dr. Burglar or whatever her name was bring him back to life, and kill him again just to get a satisfying revenge against the cyber ninja.


SUPER SHIMADA BROTHERS