Here’s Chapter 10!

They're mister imposter they're mister sus they're mister vent crosser they're mister amongus

im mister imposter im mister sus im mister vent crosser im mister amongus friends call me sus miser

Chapter 9! If you skipped last chapter in order to not read the violence a brief recap is in the notes at the beginning of the chapter.

The finale chapter comes out Monday.

Day 4-14!

Kaaru's on guard watch, undercover watching over her Oijia's Weapon and playing Dune Crusher on her phone, bored while music play

The Beginning part 11 (Season 1 finale)

~Last time~

“I wish all stories ended like that.” He huffs.

“That isn’t the end. Not yet kid. But, we’re close.” Kaaru chuckles.

~storytime~

The girl sat in Winston’s laboratory, working on her essay as she keeps an eye on him. 

It’s been two weeks since he was tasked with making a machine to send the younger versions of her parents home. He’s been stalling all afternoon, asking her risque questions she ignores and trying to get a gage on why he’s doing this. It’s like she doesn’t care for his ideas or his sciences, dismissing them with a scoff. 

He eventually gives up on asking her questions and focuses on the machine. 

“Don’t put that there.” She says nonchalantly as he reaches to screw a bolt in. 

“So she speaks. Why shouldn’t I put it here, agent K-M-S-M?” He says, looking at her. 

“It’ll blow up in your face later if you do.” She says, chewing the eraser of her pencil. 

He rolls his eyes and puts it in anyway, finishing the machine. 

“There, it’s done. Now all we need to do is test it. Any suggestions?” He asks the girl who’s staring down her notepad full of scribbles. 

“Try this.” She tosses a hair tie to him. 

“I will assume you want this back.” He says, putting it onto one of the pads hooked up to the machine and turns it on. 

The hair tie disappears and then reappears on top of the girl’s head a few moments later. 

“It works!” He smiles triumphantly.

“Great! Now go get the people.” She says with fake enthusiasm. 

“But I will need to have the present versions present. As well as Dr. Zeigler if anything goes wrong.” He says, trying to get her to have more of a conversation with him. 

“Then hop to it, Casanova.” She says, scratching something out on her notepad before flipping a few papers to look through it more. 

He sighs and does as she tells him, gathering the people who need to be present in the lab for the big event. 

Meanwhile the girl says goodbye to her parents and sends them home, sending her dog Toby with them. When she gets back to the lab the present Hanzo is leaning against his Mccree, looking sick and miserable. 

“Is everything alright?” She asks them and Mccree just nods. 

“Just a little hangover.” He says and she nods, helping them into position with the younger versions. 

Winston starts everything up and the pads beneath their feet glow a light blue. Electricity starts to flow through them, their hearts starting to race as they’re stuck in their place. Winston begins to put in the time they need to be sent home, loading the machine up to its maximum capacity, that last bolt he put it rattling and heating up.  

The girl watches, making sure not to miss a thing. 

The bolt rattles louder and louder, turning red hot before shooting out of its socket, electricity sparking and covering everything, making the men standing on the pads scream in pain. 

Winston jumps, frantically trying to turn the machine off but gets shocked as his machine is engulfed in bright blue electricity. He backs away, staring in shock as the machine begins to break apart. The younger versions of Mccree and Hanzo disappear into the electricity, their pained screams fading with them. Mccree is then thrown off his pad into the wall and Hanzo falls into a crumpled ball of pain as the machine explodes.

Winston is thrown back and knocked unconscious. Mercy runs out, calling for backup as the laboratory goes into lock down. 

The girl watches, from the corner, panicking as she’s frozen in terror as the fire rages. It slowly calms and from the flames a baby rocks back and forth in the rubble, crying loudly. The girl looks at it and tries to go to it but the laboratory door creaks open forcefully. She gasps and panics, making a portal shakily and jumps through, not making sure she was going to the right place and time. 

Kaaru gets up, grunting in pain as her panicked portal closes. She looks around and nothing looks right for the time she was aiming for. 

“Son of a bitch.” She huffs and gets up. 

She looks around and pulls off her sling, her cast having burnt up in the portal. She dusts herself off and puts her hood up, walking out of the alley she landed in. 

After a few minutes she passes another alley and hears crying. She looks down the alley and sees a shiffy man threatening a kid with a switchblade. 

“I can’t get a break, can I?” She huffs and runs in, pulling the man off the kid. 

~reality~

“Wait wait wait wait. That’s how we met. That was a week and a half ago.” Jesse says

Kaaru chuckles and nods as they stop on the doorstep of Sunshine Acres Children’s Home. 

“When you’re my age, 24 hours ago is a long time ago.” She says, leaning down to look him in the eye. 

“Wait, why are we here?” He asks, looking at the orphanage. “I have to go home. I have to go to my time. And I can’t take you with me.” She sighs. 

“Why not? Why can’t I go with you?” He starts to cry. 

“You belong here. In this time. I’m sorry Jesse.” She says, kneeling down. “We’ll meet again, I promise.” She adds and he hugs her tight. 

She sighs and hugs back. When he pulls away from the hug he goes to take off the serape but she stops him. “Keep it.” She smiles.

“Really?” He sniffs and Kaaru nods. 

“And how’s this, you take up that Mccree name. You’re strong, firm, and brave. You deserve the name Mccree.” She smiles.

“I, Jesse, will do you proud. Promise.” He salutes. 

“Now, this orphanage needs you. And you need it. Head on in. Okay? Tell them your mother left you here.” She says and he sighs, nodding. 

He heads up the stairs and sees the doors. He stops at the top and looks behind him, his mouth open to say something to Kaaru, but she’s gone and with her, his memories of her and her story, his mind shifting to feel very sad as he imagines a mother he never knew dropping him off here and driving off. He sulks into the orphanage, all he has is his clothes on his back, and his name, Jesse Mccree. 

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The Beginning

Kaaru huffed as she put her uncleaned gun part down.

“Kid, it was a long time ago.” She said to the dirty little alley boy she saved from a shifty man.

“Pwease Miss Mcada. I wanna know.” He pleads and she sighs. 

“Ya really wanna know?” She asks, an eyebrow quirked. 

He nods excitedly, sitting on the floor of the hotel room. She nods slowly, starting the story.

~story time~

It was a chilly day in Autumn, roughly two years after Overwatch was recalled and a year since they were made legal once more. Many of the people involved now had opportunities to have lives outside of work but many didn't; though the opportunities were there and available, many of the men and women involved never really needed any of those things. Some even found all the company and life they wanted and needed within their coworkers. Take, for example, Soldier 76 and his undead husband Gabriel Reyes, formerly known as Reaper before Talon was shut down and the agents were reformed. But even their love was expected. People even made bets on it, it was so expected. Including Gabriel’s son, Jesse Mccree, who was adopted at the ripe old age of 13 from an abusive foster home by the newly weds. He always knew they would end up back together. 

But there were many more bets made. The most expensive of which made by the Shimada brothers. They mainly were competing with each other to see how far the other would go for their side of the bets. The elder of the two, Hanzo, won. Sheerly because his boyfriend told him which side to bet on. 

Now, I know what you’re thinking. Hanzo. Dating? Impossible as it sounds, he made it work. His boyfriend just had to endure 3 break ups, 4 self harm attempts, Hanzo betting his engagement ring against his brother, and 37 drunken nights sobbing his heart out. He only was able to due to his impeccable patience and a whole lotta fuckin whiskey. But nevertheless, Hanzo was grateful. His boyfriend even more so when they finally got their asses in gear and got married. And it only took them 9 tries! After they got Hanzo’s engagement ring back was when the real fun began.

Some late October, early September they were finishing the planning up when a young agent joined the ranks. Her hair hidden in a hoodie and her only companion was a little white dog. She called herself Agent K-M-S-M and her dog was Toby. She was a damage healer; first of the kind. She was odd though, barely letting herself get close to anyone. Especially Hanzo and Mccree, the two unpredicted love birds. She hid herself, not talking to anyone. She was extremely young and solitary. But when she let herself go a little, she was a complete and utter nerd. 

It was late December before anyone knew her real name. She had let it slip when she was speaking of her family she left in a town nearby. Hanzo thought it fishy she had a Japanese name meaning Fire. She was getting too close to them and she was weakening. It showed too. Only her father knew what it was like to go soft. But she didn’t speak of him often. Mccree was the hardest working however to get to know and understand her. It wasn’t until the week of Mccree and Hanzo’s wedding that he had a breakthrough. 

They had been on a mission in Oasis, Iraq and while K-M-S-M was healing Mercy, she was shot, her gun being thrown from her while she clutched her broken left arm. She was helpless and Mccree, the softhearted idiot he was, ran to protect the two healers. Hanzo was too tied up in melee combat to notice until the cowboy used his Deadeye to wipe out the rest of the people. It confused his opponent enough to kill them thoroughly. But even he wasn’t sure why Mccree used it so quickly.

Once they all grouped up, the first to ask K-M-S-M if she was alright was Mccree. She had hunched herself over in a corner away from them, trying to reset her arm when he offered to help her up. 

“Come on kid. Lemme help ya up.” He smiled at her. 

“Bug off Mccree. I can get up myself.” She said, in very obvious pain.

“Kid. You’re hurt. Let us help ya.” Mccree tries to reason.

“I said I don’t want your help!” She pulls away from him.

“Just let me help you kid!” He says, shouting.

She whipped around so fast her hood dropped, revealing long locks of hair that was black fading into an alive galaxy that moved with her hair. And her glare put Hanzo’s father’s to shame. She was standing and glaring each one of them down. 

“I’m 16. I can make it on my own.” She grits her teeth.

“Who ever said you had to?” Jesse asks and her eyes widen.

~reality~

“What happened next?” The boy asks Kaaru. 

She smiles and chuckles.

“It’s late kid. Ask again tomorrow and I might remember some more.” She says before putting him to bed in her bed and going to sleep in the chair for the night.

He cuddles up and goes to sleep quickly, eager for the day ahead. 

I forgot to post yesterday's. I drew it it just got lost in my gallery until now.

THUS I GIVE YOU:

Bebe Kaaru snuggled up to Jesse's dog Zeus for her midday nap.

He protecc the sleepy bebe.

Normal clothes? Pfft! I dont think so!

Blended with Love Chapter 8

Chapter 8 is coming out this Sunday on Easter! I was trying to make sure there's plenty of prewritten chapters so that I can do things like last time where I did a double chapter post.

Like a little treat for you guys :3

Last night I got a concussion so I'm gonna be trying to take a break but y'all know it won't stop me from trying to post the rest of my Kaaru story. I am damn determined to finish it before I make anymore FNAF Security Breach posts that may or may not including a comic about a Fronnie ship child.

*hands over a moon ball with moon in it*