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Chapter 37
Genji crashed through the window of a building. Groaning. Sparks crackled around his body as his metal body began to take damage. Gripping his head, he sat up.
"As if he's using childhood tactics." He muttered to himself. Standing up, he looked at Hanzo through the window. He jumped back through and dashed towards his brother, guard up. Hanzo barely expected the attack, only raising his defence in time to block the fury of punches. Genji quickly drew his sword, a straight forward jab to Hanzo stomach. The bowman slid out the way, jumping and countering with a kick to Genji's face. The the cyborg stumbled back, and Hanzo saw an opportunity. Pulling out his bow, he let loose a barrage of arrows. Two landed in Genji's leg, the rest Genji deflected and avoided.
"We don't have to do this Hanzo... not again." Genji growled, holding onto his shurikens. "This isn't the answer."
"I know what I saw. I know what you tried to do!" Hanzo shouted back, sending another arrow his way. Genji dodged, the arrow smashing a nearby window. Around them, shouts and screams from innocents were heard, which Genji assumed was due to the Talon members. He never saw any bodies, so he guessed that Talon was only capturing them, and nothing worse.
"What did I try to do?" Genji asked. "I've done nothing."
"You betrayed the Shimada family Genji. You have no honour."
"This is literally the same argument we had before!" Genji pointed out, hurling his shurikens." Hanzo narrowly avoided the attack, his clothes being slightly torn by his shurikens. "What did I even do?"
"I saw you attempt to kill me, brother." Hanzo snarled, rushing towards him for close combat. "Talon came to my rescue."
"Wait, Talon did what?" Genji eyebrows raised under his mask. "How did you even see that."
"Your cameras." Hanzo spat.
"My... wait, what?" Now Genji was really confused. He lowered his guard and took his hand off his blade.
"I know all about Overwatch's mission, I know what you are."
"Tell me brother, what is Overwatch's mission."
"You're a terrorist group, which Talon is trying to stop taking over!" Hanzo snapped, also lowering his weapon.
"What, no, brother, Talon is the evil organisation." Genji sighed. "Overwatch wants to take Talon down. You've been told lies!"
"Then why did I watch with my own eyes you attack me, orders from Overwatch no less."
"I never attacked you!" Genji cried. "That night you got taken, Talon attacked me in order to capture you!"
"Ridiculous." Hanzo muttered, raising his bow again. Blue energy swirled around his arm, causing the ground to rumble.
"Don't do this Hanzo." Genji warned, gripping his katana. Green energy wrapped itself around the sword and his hand, making the ground shake even more.
"Stop it, both of you!" A scream came. Mercy ran up behind Genji, past him and into the middle of the pair. She was panting, hand blood on her hands, and kept glancing at the pair angrily. "Stop fighting, now!"
"Angela?" Genji questioned. "What are you doing?"
Mercy ignored him, but instead strolled right up to Hanzo, who raised his bow, a cautious expression on his face. Mercy stopped before she got too close, but continued to glare at him.
"Hanzo Shimada you should be ashamed." Mercy said angrily. "Your city is under attack and burning, but you're having a petty sibling squabble instead of helping those your family promised to protect."
"Talon offered protection of the Shimada family if I helped take your terrorist organisation down." Hanzo kept the bow pointed at her.
"I've researched the rest of the Shimada family." Mercy pulled out a tablet, and showed Hanzo. It was a list of his family tree, his parents, cousins, uncles, and him and his brother near the bottom. Every single member of that tree had a red "X" over their faces, all except him and Genji. "Hanzo, the Shimada family is all but gone. You and your brother are the only ones left of it, because it's been reported that Talon has executed the members. They tricked you into fighting your brother, so one of you takes out the other permanently. You two are the last."
Hanzo slowly lowered his bow, and looked at Genji. The cyborg raised his hands to take off the mask covering his face. It was the first time Mercy had seen him since she originally healed him. Genji's scarred face smiled as he walked towards Hanzo.
"You don't even trust technology." Genji sighed. "You believe in the spirit of the dragon to guide you, as I did."
"Then why are you part machine?"
"I said I believe in the spirit of the dragon. It told me that this body is the best thing for me, despite me not liking technology. It helped me survive." Genji explained.
"Hmmmm..." Hanzo thought. Then, he dropped his bow to the ground. His eyes widened with shock as he looked down at his side, hands trembling. Blood gushed from a wound in his side. Hanzo fell to his knees, pain churning throughout his body as he did so.
"HANZO!" Genji screamed. The cyborg looked around rapidly, searching for what had happened. Until his eyes laid upon some Talon troops, who has their guns raised at Hanzo, and looking to fire again.
Genji gripped his sword tighter then ever before.
Brigitte was gasping by the time she had entered the city. The capital, Stockholm, was massive, and everywhere seemed to be under attack. Talon agents were shoving citizens out of the area, gun raised at them all.
"Excuse me miss." Someone places a hand on her shoulder. She turned, to find another Talon member.
"Sadly, whatever festival you're dressed for has been cancelled. Please move along."
"Get. Away. From. My. Home." Brigitte growled. She grabbed his arm and twisted it, making him yelp in pain. Stepping away, she swung her flail with full force at his head, knocking him over. Unfortunately, her actions had alerted some other Talon members nearby, and before she knew it, a good seven of them stood in front of her.
"Don't make this hard for yourself kid, move along." One barked.
"Kid?" Brigitte looked at the man in shock. "I'm 27!"
"I don't care, just leave." He growled back. Brigitte stared him in the eyes, before rushing towards the group. They open fired, but Brigitte was too quick and lifted her barrier in time. The bullets were absorbed by the shield, being rendered useless. Talon unleashed a whole clip onto the shield before it began to crack, but by that point, it wasn't needed.
Brigitte approached the first man to ordered her to leave, and struck him with the shield. He staggered, and Brigitte tripped him up, slamming his head down onto the floor. Quickly changing targets, she let her flail lose, striking two more over the head, just by the temple. Despite the helmets they wore, Brigitte's strength plus the metal of the flail did enough to damage them. In this time, one Talon troop managed to reload his gun, and fired. One bullet left a small gash in her leg, which see ignored. The rest penetrated her armour, but didn't come into contact with her skin. She attacked the man, making him double over by hitting him in the stomach with her flail, before lifting her knee into his jaw.
"FIRE!" The remaining three guards had their guns raised once again, sending a barrage of bullets at her. Thankfully, her shield was fully recharged and easily soaked up the damage. Two of the guards, not wanting to get close, turned and ran in the other direction and out of sight. The last guard was grabbed by Brigitte, who scowled at him.
"Who's in control here?" She snapped.
"I don't know, I don't know." He panicked, dropping his gun.
"Yes you do!" Brigitte snarled. She threw him to the floor, towering over him. "Who. Is. In. Control."
"Fine, fine, a woman called Symmetra. She's not too far away, but is surrounded by guards. We have orders to take the city from her." He whimpered. "Please, don't hurt me."
Brigitte looked at him, before walking in the direction he pointed in. "If I find out you're lying..."
"I'm not, I promise!"
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