Zenyatta

Zenyatta was walking through the deep snow of the alp mountains. The untouched Nature flourished around him as he walked past. It was this kind of peacefulness that he was searching for. It had been a year since the incident where his former master Mondatta was assassinated, and he needed time for himself to think. The Omnic monastery that Mondatta led was now without a leader, and Zenyatta considered his options of returning and restoring the order. On the other hand, he had not heard from his latest pupil for a while. He last saw him when he went on a undercover mission in North Korea, and that was more than two months ago. Zenyatta would be lying if he said that he wasn't worried. He had trained Genji hard and he trusted that Genji had everything under control, but he couldn't help worrying.

This was the kind of place that was free from religious thoughts and opinions, and he could calm down and open his mind. If he wanted, he could hover around like he usually did, but he liked the feeling of the uneven soil beneath his feet and the cold snow brushing against his ankles.

Deer and rabbits were jumping around him, sniffing him, curious by his shining chrome body. Just like the train that passed through the nearby forest, he did not disturb them. If a human were to approach them, they would scatter instantly and run off in different directions. Now they stroked his side like a pack of stray cats.

Suddenly, the animals that followed by his side tensed up. They stopped in their path and all looked over at an oak a few meters away. Zenyatta followed their gaze and saw what they had reacted to. He saw someone, slouched against a tree. All snow had melted around the person, and it looked like the ground the person's legs ran along was scorched. The person appeared to have a gasmask on, as well as a suit, so Zenyatta couldn't identify them from a distance.

When moving closer, Zenyatta wasn't sure if the thing sitting by the tree were even human. It surely wasn't an omnic as it breathed hard through the filter of it's gasmask, but the rough noises and the rhythm of the breathing made him think that it was one of a wild animal. As he approached the oak, the creature's body writhed in it's place. It seemed to be in great pain.

Pyro

Pyro made a roaring sound as the metallic man approached. Right now, he was angry at himself for what he had done, and he just wanted to be alone. He was both responsible for Spy's death, and for being an obstacle to Engineer that put both him and his new friend Bastion in danger. He felt like he had betrayed his friends, and he just wanted to die out here by this tree. No one would surely miss him. He wa just a psychopath that everyone pretended to like.

The animals scattered when Pyro raised his raspy voice against the metallic man, but Zenyatta did not hesitate. He sat down on the opposite side of Pyro and inspected him closely. Pyro tried to reach for him, but it was like he was chained to the tree, or couldn't muster enough strength to reach him.

Zenyatta slowly put his hands together and with his power, and eight shining orbs rose from his back. He gently moved his right hand to an open palm pointed at Pyro, and one of the harmony orbs floated along his arms and out to the broken person. The orb hovered slightly over Pyro's shoulder, and a beam flowed from the orb straight into Pyro's chest.

Pyro felt warmth spread out into his body. Not the destructive kind that he usually felt on the battlefield, but like a warming feeling like a cozy campfire or a cup of hot chocolate.

"You seem to be in pain other than physical my friend." Zenyatta said soft and reassuringly. "Tell me, what is on your mind?"

Pyro wanted to speak, but his voice came out as a raspy and dry cry. Weirdly enough, Zenyatta seemed to understand Pyro's desperate try at communication. Just like Bastion, he was able to interpret what Pyro was saying.

"You are responsible for the wounds of a friend you say?" Zenyatta asked with consideration. He paused and thought for a while before he answered. "Whatever happened, I believe it wasn't your intention. You seem like a good person deep inside, and I can help you turn your life of destruction and pyromania into a life of harmony and peace." Zenyatta stood up and reached out his hand, however, Pyro didn't have enough power to grab it, his arms just slouched along his sides.

"I'm sorry, but I would like to look more closely on your wounds, if you excuse me might I remove your mask?" Zenyatta looked down on him carefully. Pyro had no power to stop him, and in the mood he was in, he had no intention to stop him either.

Slowly and carefully, Zenyatta removed Pyro's mask, and he took a sudden step back when he saw what was underneath. Then he looked really sad.

"Oh," Zenyatta gasped quietly, "What have they done to you my child?" His voice was almost shaking as he spoke. Zenyatta put the mask back on Pyro and put his arms around him to help him up. Supporting him by his side, Zenyatta walked with Pyro out of the forest towards a nearby town.

"You need treatment." he said with determination. "I'll also help you find peace. Become my pupil!"

To be continued

Hey everyone! Right now I'm writing this on my iphone since my internet broke down over the weekend. I have done my best to try and write on my phone, so you know why there could be more faults in the spellings and a bit shorter chapter than usual. Tomorrow I'll fly to the US and will probably not be able to upload for two weeks, but expect a new chapter when I get back! I might be able to release a teaser of the chapter on my twitter.

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