(A/N: As per usual, I don't own Overwatch!)
On the way to the Party - Just a bit before Amélie Lacroix's house
"You know Hana, I've been thinking a bit more about what you asked earlier, y'know, about Graduation" I say, putting my free hand into my coat pocket (the other was holding onto Hana's hand, giving me warmth). Hana turns her head up towards mine, indicating that her interest has been piqued.
"I'm probably gonna go study in Japan. I want to get the best degree I can possibly get, and Japan's education system seems to be the best in the world right now, so I could probably benefit a lot from moving there…" I say, my voice drifting off into a river of solemness.
"Of course...that would mean that I'd have to like, move there...away from here...away from...you" I say, sadness evident in my tone. Hana tightens her grip around my hand even more.
"Where you go, I follow." She stops, and walks in front of me, turning to face me.
""I will follow you to the ends of the earth. I will do whatever it takes to be with you. No matter what." Despite her attempts to look and sound determined, Hana's voice trembled and tears began to flow freeingly down her cheeks.
"Hana…" I mutter out, taking her into my embrace as tightly as I could. I lay my head on her shoulder as she presses hers against my right pectoral.
"I love you" we say in unison, which causes us to smile, and then laugh (Hana's face becoming ever redder with embarrassment as the seconds passed by).
"C'mon, we've got to get to the party. Angela's already there." I say, kissing her on the lips slightly.
8:30 PM - Amélie Lacroix's Home
"This is it…" I say, standing outside the door. Amélie's home was practically identical to Lena's and mine, so it was nothing remarkable from the outside. I hit the doorbell and waited for a few moments, until it was opened by who else but the tall, pale skinned beauty who would be our host for the evening.
"Ahh Jonathan and Hana, so nice to see you! Glad you could make it!" says Amélie, kissing us both on both of our cheeks. "Oh my, that's quite the...interesting make-up you have there, Miss Song" says Amélie. Hana looks down at the floor and grabs my arm tighter.
"Come in, come in, the rest of the guests are over there in the garden and kitchen area place thing" she says in a somewhat drunken stupor. I guess she may have already cracked open a few too many bottles of red wine...or is that me just stereotyping? I shake my head and walk over to where the others are, and I wrap my hands over Angela's eyes.
"Guess who love!" I say, doing my best Lena impression.
"Ha HA, Jonathan" Angela says, smiling at my terrible impression. She gives me and Hana a friendly hug. Before I have a chance to say anything back, Fareeha gives me a (quite strong) nudge in the shoulder.
"Hey there, 'Bigshot'" she says in a voice mocking a certain cowboy wannabe we know.
"Jeez, not you too!" I exclaim in frustration.
"Guess the old geezer McCree is rubbing off on me a little bit hehe" Fareeha giggles in a slightly excited tone. Hana gave her a confused look before Amélie came back outside, handing us each a glass of Red Wine.
"Sorry for such a stereotypical drink, but it's really all I have…" says Amélie, leaving her hand linger on mine for only a slight moment before removing it.
"Hmm, if I were to guess, this wine was sourced from somewhere near the Principality of Monaco, correct?" observes Angela, taking another sip, licking her tongue along her lips in an attempt to more accurately pinpoint the location. She must be a connoisseur of wine.
"Ooh, excellente observation, juene docteur" (Ooh, what an excellent observation, young doctor)" exclaims Amélie in French. I have no idea what she's saying, but Angela tips her head and replies with a short and simple "Danke", as expected from the ever polite Angela.
"Hey Angie, will your girlfriend be here tonight?" questions Hana, pondering over Lena's whereabouts.
"Of course, she should be here any minute now actually" Angela checks her watch, and as soon as she did…
"Cheer love, the c-"
"- the cavalry's here…" we all said in unison, not letting Lena finish her 'catchphrase'. Lena shrugs us off, wearing an all white catsuit with matching boots. Quite a posh outfit if I do say so myself. We continued to converse and make banter for the next while as the last of the guests trickled in (Hana and Lena made sure to keep their alcohol levels in check, especially after what happened last time).
An Hour Later, around 9:35 PM
"Spin the Bottle? Are you fucking kiddin' me?" I question towards our host. "I mean I'm not totally against it but, it's a bit childish, don't you think?" I say, voicing my concerns. Amélie waved them off however.
"It will be fine, Jonathan." she says in a reassuring tone, pulling out an empty wine bottle.
"So what're the conditions for the spin? Like, is it a dare or something like that?" asks Angela.
"My bedroom is currently locked. The person who spins and the end it lands on have to go up there for 5 minutes if the spin lands on that same person twice." Amélie says with a look in her eye I've only ever seen in one place before. The eyes of a world champion gamer.
"BUT I REFUSE!" says Hana, turning he rhead up to face Amélie with determination, though quite drunkedly.
"H-Hana, c;mon sit down it's fine. Everyone here knows we're in a relationship, they won't do anything to either of us…" I say to her, trying to re-assure her.
"Ffffine. Let's play" she says, quickly changing her tone. Ten of us gather around the empty bottle on the floor.
"Okay, who wants to go first?" asks Amélie.
"I will." Says Hana, with conviction. She grabs the bottle and gives it a good, hard spin around. Everyone's eyes follow the bottle as it spins over and over and over until it finally lands on…
"...Jonathan, yay!" cries out Hana, who was sitting opposite me. Hana's happiness made my heart flutter lightly, and I just couldn't help but smile back at her.
As the next person spun the bottle, I felt a vibration in my pocket. I quickly took out my phone and saw that I had a text from Hanzo. My face immediately contorted into a puzzled look. What the hell could he want? Could it be about what happened back in Japan? Is it related to Hana?
...I dunno, but I don't really want to worry about it right now. I'll check it in a bit.
In the meantime, it became Amélie's turn to spin the bottle. With a flick of the wrist, the bottle flung into motion, until the friction of the ground decided to stop it.
"...Hana...Interesting…" she says, taking a small sip of wine out of her glass. Hana frowns slightly, and exhales what seems to be nothing other than a sigh of frustration. I open my mouth, as if to say something, but leave it be for the time being.
My turn. I spin the bottle.
"Angela, jeez…"
"What's that supposed to mean?" aks Angela, faking an offended voice
"I have to put up with you enough as it is!" I reply back, with a joking venom sting. She flips her middle finger at me, something which actually kinda shocks me, not gonna lie. I've never seen Angela act like that before. I'm not offended or anything, just surprised I guess.
The bottle continues to go around the room until it reaches Hana again. Nobody got me in the first round other than Hana, so I'm going to guess that she's the only person I'd get to spend time with.
Not that I have any complaints with that, mind you.
Hana spun the bottle again, trying to replicate the exact same spin she pulled off in the last round. The bottle turned and turned and turned until it slowed down, eventually coming to a stop.
...One to the right of me. Fareeha. Damnit. I sigh, and wait for my turn to come.
"Ha ha ha, t'es pas sérieuse... (Haha, you can't be serious)"
I looked towards the bottle. Evidently, Amélie had spun last. And as my eyes slowly followed the bottle to its tip and eventually, to where the tip was pointing, I realised that it was pointing towards the one person who definitely didn't want it pointing at her.
Hana Song.
"Good grief…" I mumble under my breath, although I'm pretty sure that Fareeha heard me. That woman's as sharp as an eagle.
"Well then...Et si on allait dans un endroit plus discret?" Amélie asks Hana, in French, trying to sound overly seductive.
"I don't speak F-French" mutters out the defeated Hana.
"I was asking you if you'd like to go somewhere more private, Hana" says Amélie, taking Hana's hand into her own. Before I could even get up, Hana snapped her arm away.
"Ugh fine, but don't expect anything out of this…" says Hana in a clearly annoyed tone. Amélie smirks, and brings Hana upstairs.
"We'll be back in five minutes!" she says with a smile expected of a party host as she heads on up with her 'prize', so to speak. I will admit, I was a bit annoyed that I wasn't the one going up there with Hana, but, a game IS a game after all. Amélie does know Hana and I are dating, so she won't try anything (I don't even know if she swings that way yet...I know Hana doesn't though...)
.
.
...about five minutes have passed. I sigh, and decide to check the message that Hanzo had left me a few minutes ago.
""From: Mr. Shimada (Hanzo)
Jonathan,
I have information regarding the incident that occured in Japan that may put us on the right track in finding out who Song's assailants were. We discovered that, through her medical test done the other day with Mr. McCree, Song's bio-metric and chemical make-up has been altered, assumedly by Talon."
...What? This has got to be some kind of joke…
"Furthermore, we may believe that Amélie Lacroix was involved with her kidnapping."
My eyes widened in shock.
"There is photographic evidence of her entering and leaving the area where Talon's base was located in Tokyo in the time-frame of Song's disappearance.
Listen to me closely Jonathan. Genji has told me that Talon have been investigating human enhancement through psychotic and slight genetic modification."
I swallow the lump in my throat, as the truth slowly begins to forms itself in my mind.
"At all costs, keep Hana Song away from Amélie Lacroix, and especially don't leave them alone together. She could be in grave danger!
I will see you on Monday.
Hanzo Shimada"
I instantly dropped my phone and ran up the stairs, opening every door I could in desperation to try and save Hana until there was only one door left to open, which was without a doubt Amélie's bedroom (as the others were unkept bedrooms or the bathroom.). I took a deep breath but as soon as I put my hand on the doorknob…
"...can you face it?" asked a distinctly Swiss voice from behind me. I swiftly turn to face Angela, who was holding my phone in her hands.
"Let's do this together." says Angela, with a strong determination in her voice.
Without a seconds doubt, I open the door. The room was dark, in fact so dark that I could barely make anything out, other than a faint noise coming from the far side of the room.
"Oh my, Jonathan, you're ruining the fun" says Amélie in a voce that was filled with nothing but fake sadness.
"You've had your five minutes. Hana, let's go." I say sternly, beckoning my love to come towards me.
"No."
...Did I just hear her correctly?
"I will not go with you, Mistress Lacroix is my master. I obey her and only her." says Hana in a voice that sounded...lifeless.
"BASTARD!" Screamed Angela. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!"
"I simply gave her the Widow's Kiss" said Amélie, her voice now filled with triumph and what seemed like pure evil.
"You...you...YOU! TALON SCUM!" I screamed out, rushing across the room to face my enemy, but I was stopped in my tracks. Before I could land a blow directly to Lacroix's head, Hana stood in front and hit me with a devastatingly strong blow to my stomach.
"Unfh….ugh…" I groan as my body falls to the floor. Hana stamps her foot onto my upper chest, Amélie soon following suit, increasing the immense pain the front of my body was carrying.
"Ha...na…" I mutter out, my words barely audible. A single tear begins falling down my face, staring into Hana's eyes...her soulless, vacant oceans of nothingness.
"Oh, I almost forgot you were here, Doctor Ziegler…" murmured Amélie, who moved her foot off of me. Within the blink of an eye she had kicked Angela in the stomach, and as she fell, her back too.
"Ich...ahn..you...bitch...don't you know..that we know...your face and name now!?" says Angela, thinking she's won.
"Hahaha, you amuse me Doctor Ziegler. Allow me to inform you of something before I dispose of you"
D...Dispose?! Did I just hear her fucking correctly?!
"You may know my name and face, but so do half the police force in the world. But do you know what I have that can conquer all of that?" says Amélie in a voice that could only be described as patronising towards Angela.
"I have sex with them all. It's easy to seduce the men, and the women become easy after a while. I lure them into a false sense of security for nothing more than a few minutes of pleasure for them, and on the rare occasion I do enjoy myself. It doesn't compare to the feeling I had on Sniping duty back in Korea...I don't think I ever felt more alive than I did that day…"
Sniping? Weren't Hana's parents….
"Now Mr. Cujoh, unlike this Swiss piece of frog urine and the rest of the people here, I'll give you the option to live if you join Talon. Your potential as a human is unfulfilled, and we at Talon can bring that out for the glorious evolution of our species!" Amélie cries out fanatically.
...join them...or die….I can be with Hana forever….just like we wanted…
….but at the cost of everyone here?
I stand up, clenching my stomach, and begin to walk toward Amélie.
"Jonathan don't do it!" begs Angela, getting up to her knees.
"Yes, yes, come! Oooouhh, un agréable physique (Oooh, such a handsome physique)! What a beautiful form...I can't wait to devour you once we get back…" says Amélie in a sultry tone, begging me to become one with her body.
"...you know, in Japan, there's a famous phrase among Otaku, coming originally from Part 4 of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. When Kishibe Rohan is being pressured into luring Josuke Higashikata into a room so that one of the villains can kill him, Rohan, despite being half dead, utters only two words…" I say, finally standing up straight.
"I REFUSE!" I say, grabbing Angela's hand and pulling her to her feet.
"Hmph, have it your way. You all only have a minute to live. Come Hana, let us leave these insignificant beings to their last moments" says Amélie, opening a window behind her.
"Hana!" I cry out as they both jump out of the window, assumedly onto the street below.
"Hana…." I say, utterly defeated. I didn't have time to be defeated though, as Angela rather urgently reminded.
"There's probably a bomb in this house so let's get the fuck out of here!" she shouts out. I nod back and head downstairs, informing everyone about the impending explosion. Despite half of them thinking it was a hoax, we managed to get everyone out in time and to a safe enough distance.
"Pfft, it's been a minute Cujoh, where's the big boom you were telling us about?" asks Gabriel, clearly not worried.
"I'm fairly certain there would be on-"
And all I could hear for the next minute straight was debris exploding, a constant ringing noise, and muffled screams of panic, fear, and bewilderment.
(A/N: Hey there everyone! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! This is probably one of my favourite ones so far, so I'm really excited to hear your feedback from it! Please, leave a review if you enjoyed. Jonathan and Hana are now on opposite sides...what will happen to their love? Will Hana ever see the light again?
Special thanks to TheGeekNo72 for help with the French translations!
Hope to see you all next time on Trapped in the Heart of a Gamer!)