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Begging for Mercy: Repost	By : LordMaxwell Category: +M through R > Overwatch Views: 34557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own/claim to own any of the characters in Overwatch as well as the game/universe itself. Neither do I profit from the writing in this story.

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“Get away from me, you fuckers!” squeaked the 22 year old mech pilot as she started to back herself into one of the rooms corners. Her rather simple clothing left little to imagination as her top half was covered by a grey sports bra while her crotch was only covered by a pair of matching grey leggings. Apart from looking like she had just been kidnapped halfway through a gym session, Hana felt very exposed. They eyed her up, as though it was the only female they had seen in considerable amount of time and not just any female but one they were more than happy to hurt.
All three were dressed in casual prison kit and looked sweaty, dirty and underfed.
Angela could guess what was going to happen next and didn’t want to view the results. She hammered on the window with her fist and shouted.
“Hey! Get away from her!”
Hana’s head spun round only to see a mirror reflecting her terrible position. She called out to the familiar voice. “Please, whoever you are, help me.”
“It’s Angela I’m in the next room. I can’t get out here either. I’m sorry.” She replied sadly.
Hana edged back until her back touched the wall and started to panic. The men completely blocked her vision of the rest of the room and were slowly walking towards her. Hana knew she couldn’t plead or bargain with them so she just had to try to fight.
“The first of you to touch me will seriously regret it” she threatened with the ferocity of a mouse. Her hands began to shake and she became more and more skittish.
One of the criminals, who was the youngest of the men, laughed and shined his yellow, jagged grin. He had been the leader of one of the world’s biggest arms rings before he was old enough to drink. He was average height, tattooed from head to toe and had a massive scar across his neck. He was responsible for countless deaths caused by his weapons and carried out his own attacks on rival arms dealers.
“I don’t think an empty threat will do you much good right now, luv.” He joked in his heavy London accent.
“Who want first blood then, I’ve heard this one’s full of spirit. A fucking cracking body too.”
Another of the men added. This remark came from an Australian man in his mid-40s with a metal leg and half a burnt head. He was a leader of a deranged gang of bank robbers who responsible for robbing a string of banks. His trademark would be to leave vaults full of mangled body parts of staff members and customers. His arrest was all over the news and was the only one to survive after Overwatch raided his safehouse.
“ I would love to fuck her up somthin’ serious. This little bitch and her friends killed my brother.”
The men had plenty of reasons to hate Overwatch but none more than twenty nine year old James O’Neil, who before Hana stopped him and his brother, was dangerously close to setting off a bomb at a pro ominc rally in New York. He and his deceased brother were both lieutenants of a terrorist group known as the Anti-Omnic Defence Force or AODF. Hana had shot his brother who was carrying an explosive powerful enough to level a street. James was able to activate his device in which an estimated 335 people were wiped out in an instant with many others having life changing injury’s. A few days later he was found in a local bar grieving the death of his brother and threatening to blow himself up.
The young man was to her left, the Australian in the middle and the surviving O’Neil brother to her right. For a moment there was total silence as both the men and Hana prepared their next actions.
The Australian leaped forward and threw a punch, launching himself with his cybernetic leg. Hana sidestepped and shoved his arm up. She followed up with a swift kick to ribs that caused an audible crack to ring out. He fell back to the centre of the room and held his side chest in pain.
“Fucking Hell!”
With Adrenaline coursing through her veins Hana breathed in and waited for the next attack. O’Neil charged Hana head on, letting out a roar of hatred as he attempted to tackle her. His hands reached for her waist but again she was quicker and easily dodged. The Korean watched as the man slammed into the wall next to her.
While the previous attack was unsuccessful, it gave the Brit a chance to catch Hana of guard. He stepped forward and threw a quick jab at her stomach as she turned to face him. This time Hana swept her palm to redirect the punch and threw one of her own. It hit the man in the face but did little to deter him. He refocused his attack to her head and quickly grabbed hold of her arms. Before Hana could throw a kick or struggle free she found the man looming over her. She tried to knee him in the crotch but his grip was too strong. This wasn’t about agility anymore, it was about raw strength which was something she had very little of. The man showed her another toothy grin.
“Not this time, luv” He laughed.
The man then arched his head back and quickly smashed it into his opponent. Hana groaned as her head started to ache and her vision blurred. The man then threw her next to the Australian who watched the teen land on her back with a grunt. She tried to get up but she was greeted by a vengeful fist from the one legged bank robber. This doubled the ache in her head and soon she felt a warm sensation cover her face. Her nose started spewing thick red blood across her face
“No, Stop. Get away from her.” cried Angela from the opposite room. She had been watching the whole fight and had hoped Hana may have been able to defeat her attackers. “Please I don’t know where Jack is. Hurt me, not her.” she screamed hoping Gabriel could hear her. She got no response as she watched as the men circle the defenceless Korean. Blood stained her young face and her body lay limp. She was about receive a unforgettable punishment.
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