Happy New Years everyone! Hope you all had a good start to 2018. Overall, it's been pretty good. Sorry about missing this upload yesterday. Overwatch League was on and stuff. Oh crap... I already broke my new years resolution about not missing an upload... damnit... Reviews and constructive criticism is welcome. Enjoy!

Chapter 9

For days the team walked. Through the rain, wind, sunshine and snow, Winston and the group travelled. They stopped along the way, nearby towns were reported needing help. However, no news story was more disturbing then one that came from Australia. An area known as Junkertown had been completely destroyed in the course of one night. There were no survivors.

Winston blamed Talon, and was even more motivated to find the remaining Overwatch members. Orisa was also excited. The AI was determined to make Efi proud, thus ran many calculations and outcomes to figure out the chance of finding each Overwatch member. Although, the group didn't listen. They wanted their own hearts to determine the outcome, not numbers.

"Do you think Genji returned to his home town?" Pharah asked Mercy.

"Indeed. Genji was having trouble to come to terms with his new body, so I think going back to Hanamura would be good for him." Mercy nodded. "He might have also wanted to pay respects to his father, and to sort the fight out with his brother Hanzo."

"Think we could get his brother to join?" Tracer questioned.

"If they've settled their differences, I don't see why not." Winston answered. Tracer nodded in agreement.

As expected, the journey to Japan to a long time. The skies were dark, hints of rain were showing. Although Pharah wanted to find a place to stay the day, Mercy insisted to head straight to Hanamura.

"Ok, ok, we'll go." Winston sighed after Mercy wouldn't take no for an answer. After checking Athena's map, they headed for Hanamura.

Approaching the area, Pharah was on alert. The others hadn't noticed it, but it was quiet. No signs of life anywhere. They walked through large, wooden gates, which had a symbol with two dragons in the middle.

"Should we be here?" Tracer whispered.

Winston nodded in reply. "During his time in Overwatch, Genji told us about the Shimada clan. This is their... base, if you will."

"Halt!" Orisa ordered. Her robotic eyes scanned the building in front of her. It was a shrine, with a large bell in the middle. "My senses tell me something is wrong. On that bell there is... blood."

Mercy instantly gasps while Pharah gritted her teeth.

"I don't have my rocket armour on for combat." Pharah growled.

"Who's blood is it?" Winston questioned.

"There's more!" Tracer cried. Pointing right, through an archway, there was another splotch of blood splattered across a rock.

"We need to go." Winston instructed. The group hurried through the archway, past the rock. As they continued, they pasted another small shrine, before stopping at the enterance to a temple. In the middle of the enterance, a pool of blood.

"Be ready..." Pharah whispered. The group slowly walked into the open temple. Above them, to the left and right were balconies. In front was a giant scroll. And in front of that scroll was

"GENJI!" Mercy shouted. She fluttered over to the cyborg, who had his hand gripping his side. Short, quick breathes were escaping his robotic mask. "My supplies. Now!"

Tracer grabbed Mercy's bag and blinked towards her. Mercy snatched her stuff, opening it quickly and pulling equipment out. Taking a syringe, she gently injected Genji was it. Genji took a deep breath of relief.

"His blood loss is high, but not life threatening." Orisa analysed.

"Genji, are you ok?" Mercy asked quickly.

"Angela? You... how?" Genji replied in confusion. "What are you... huh?" Genji faced the rest of the group. "Lena... Winston? Wh-"

"Genji, what happened?" Winston demanded.

"We did." A dark voice echoed across the room. Winston and Tracer span around, noticing a shadowy figure approaching the enterance.

"Reaper." Winston spat.

"Monkey." Reaper retorted, pulling shotguns from his cloak.

"Ha, he thinks he can take all of us." Tracer smirked, pulling out her own weapons.

"Of course not." Reaper hissed. "Like you, I brought friends..."

Up on the balcony to Reapers right, a man appeared. He was tall, black, bald, and shirtless. He had white markings around his head, and on his right arm, was a huge, golden, metallic fist. On the balcony to the left, a shadowy figure similar to Reaper formed. This woman had red hair, and wore a black outfit with what seemed to be purple advancements. Her right hand glowed a dark purple while her left glowed a golden light.

"Wait... that's..." Tracer stammered.

"Doomfist..." Winston finished, looking at the man. "And the woman is..."

"Moira?" Mercy said in shock.

"A pleasure to see you again, Angela." Moira replied in disgust.

"Monkey." Doomfist echoed Reaper, glaring at Winston.

"How did..." Pharah began.

"Just finished a meeting, so I chose to bring these two here. I was planning to leave after our business, but you arrived." Reaper shrugged. "So... call this payback."

"Where... Where is my brother?" Genji croaked. "What happened to Hanzo."

"The Dragon of the South Wind is safe.. with us." Reaper smirked beneath his mask. "You should worry about yourself."

"I... will not let you take him." Genji growled, attempting to sit up.

"Oh, I'm scared." Reaper mocked. "Doomfist, Moira, I'll leave this to you. Meet me back at the ship when you're done."

"Our pleasure." Doomfist answered, before leaping from his position towards Winston.

Our first big fight. Moira and Doomfist vs Winston and Tracer. Pharah is unarmed, Genji is injured and Mercy is Mercy. She can't do much. Let's see who wins the Hanamura showdown. Next time! Hopefully you all enjoyed, I'll see you soon!