Wild, Unrestrained, Passionate. Words used to describe both a hurricane and Lena Oxton, as defined by Jesse McCree. If his commander has anything to say about it, then 'off-limits' will be added to his definition, as well. [Late Golden Age era, Jesse/Lena/Gabriel.] [DISCONTINUED]

Before Genji met Zenyatta, he was a broken, shell of a man. Through the omnic's teachings, he became one with himself. This is the story of how Zenyatta reinvented Genji. Rated K for potential violence.

There was a ringing in Junkrat's ears. He supposed there always had been if he thought about it, as far back as he could remember anyhow, but normally it was a subtle thing, a background hum he paid no mind to. Now it was a f***ing cat screech that made him want to beat his head against a wall. It was the quiet, really. It was the god awful stillness of this place.

"I want my brother to be at peace. That is what Zenyatta has taught me. Peace. I fear I may well have hated Hanzo if it weren't for Zen..." McCree nodded, although Genji was not looking at him. "If Zen could prevent me from hating my brother... perhaps he could stop Hanzo from hating himself."

Natasha sings. Clint loves her dress. This is a horrible summary...