Junker Queen Oneshots

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"I am the Queen of Junkertown! I have suffered banishment to the Wastelands because of some arrogant asshole when he became the King. I have lost my father and family members while I was out there! I fought every single damn day of my life out there to get to where I am now. While I was out there in that Wasteland, I found someone who made that living hell hole a tolerable place. Someone who would show me there is something greater in this world than getting revenge. Someone who would show me how much I mean to them. Someone who would show me love and care no matter who I am. And they have been kidnapped. Haven't I suffered enough in this cruel world? Or does some higher power want me to suffer more?! Junkertown will not know what peace is until she is returned to me safe and sound. Until then, be prepared for a living hell I was put through."

I stared at the photo that was on my desk. It was the two of us after I had won the Reckoning. She was on my shoulders and we were standing in the middle of the arena. The crown was on my head and she wanted to hold Carnage in the air, so I let her. There were more photos that I wanted to put on the desk, but then it would mostly be photos and not enough space for me to work. I chuckled to myself, just the very thought of having that many photos on my desk. My dresser here in the other room was filled with them. Slowly getting up, I walked behind my chair to see the center of Junkertown. People were walking around and talking to one another. It's been a week since she was taken from me and it was due to my carelessness.

I was too busy fighting a leader of an outsider group who was threatening the town. I didn't even see the person sneaking around to capture Y/N. She was fighting with Geiger and Meri, but they told me they lost sight of her because the raiders were coming in all at once. So they were surrounded and they didn't even see the person grab Y/N. It wasn't until they were leaving when I saw her. I tried to run after them, but they were shooting so many bullets that if I ran through them, I'd be dead. Every one in town that day knew the rage I can harbor inside. I made anyone who was able to track them down. They returned with nothing and that was when I let loose on them, showing not only the most angered side of myself, but the most worried side for her. I could only rely on one person to get her back.

I turned on my heels and walked over to the bedroom that was across the way. I opened the door and walked over to the dresser, opening up a drawer. A phone was the only thing in there. Picking it up, I unlocked it and called Lena. It rang for a few seconds, in which she picked up on the third ring.

"Hello there, Odessa," Lena said.

"Lena, I need a favor from Overwatch."

"Of course! What's up?"

"Y/N was taken by some raiders."

"That's terrible."

"I need some people from Overwatch to help me get 'er back."

"On it! I'll have Kiriko gather up Genji, Mercy, and maybe Winston."

"I'll go in place of Winston. I want to be there when we get 'er back."

"Understood. I'll come along as well. We'll be there soon."

"I'll be headin' out first with someone I know. I'll send ya the coordinates since he told me."

"Thanks, Odessa. See you soon."

"Thanks, Lena. See ya soon," I said and hung up, sending her the coordinates.

I walked into the throne room, grabbing Carnage and my gun before walking out of the building and headed down to the mech arena to see Hammond was there doing some sparring.

"Aye, Hammond!"

"Yes?" the mech responded.

"I need your help."