Year of the Rat

Chapter 16

Epilogue

Several men yelled in Arabic as they stormed a bank, then aimed their laser rifles at everyone inside and pulled out large black sacks.

The bank employees shook in fear and fell on their knees, except for the manager, who was taken hostage and dragged to the safe.

However, a black jeep pulled up outside the bank behind the getaway vehicle, and an armored woman stepped down from the passenger seat. A shiny black rocket launcher was in her arms, and the person walked up to the vehicle.

The driver yelled in Arabic and was about to pull out an SMG laser gun but was suddenly grabbed from behind by a large iron device.

"YAAAHHHHHHH!" the man screamed as the iron teeth of the trap bit his back.

"Hwah!" a man growled and clocked him in the face, "I got him, Darlin'." he chuckled and looked at the woman.

"Thank you." the woman said as she fixed her black armor, which was sleek and as close to the original as possible, "Now I'm going in, Jamison." she stepped up and looked at the bank doors.

"I'm coming too!" Junkrat, now leaner and with more muscle mass, ran to her side and loaded his frag launcher, "Ready?"

"Set."

"GO!" the two burst in, startling the bank robbers, who turned and fired.

"Step back!" Pharah yelled and fired a concussion missile, knocking all the goons into the wall and stunning them.

"Here we go!" Junkrat threw a mine, which blew up like a flashbang and stunned the criminals further, "Take 'em out!" he pointed.

"Hah!" Pharah rocketed towards one and kicked him, then flew towards another goon and punched him in the face, "You can take on the rest." she turned to her partner.

"Hyah!" Jamison ran and whacked a goon with his bionic arm, "Take this!" he threw an undetonated mine at the last goon, knocking him out effectively, "Haha!" he chuckled.

Pharah turned to the manager and conversed with her in Arabic, then the woman saluted her in return.

"What's she saying?" Junkrat asked Pharah as he stood next to her, "Is she ok?"

"Very much ok." Pharah smiled, "We stopped them before they actually robbed the facility." she gave a thumbs up.

"Thank you, American." a little boy walked up to Junkrat, "You're very brave!" he jumped up and down.

"Relax." the boy's mother said in a thick accent, "Sorry... sir..." she bowed a bit.

"It's alright." Junkrat chuckled and patted the boy's head, "Seem's like a good lad..." he sighed and looked at the boy, then frowned a bit.

Pharah grinned and then stepped in and conversed with the mother in Arabic, sparking a conversation that had occasional laughter and looking at the man.

"What's going on?" Junkrat looked in confusion, "What are you two talking about?" he asked, "Is this about me."

"You'll find out." the mother laughed and then stepped away as the people cheered.

"A job well done." Pharah said as he saw Junkrat pick up the boy, "Don't take him home now." she joked.

"I won't." Junkrat responded and set the kid down and saw him run to his mother, "Ha... It feels good not being a criminal anymore." he sighed and looked at the praise they received.

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"I saw you looking at the boy back there." Pharah said as Junkrat drove down a desert road, "Was there something on your mind?" she asked.

"No no." Junkrat sighed and looked at the bleak desert, "Just imagining." he said and stopped at a small villa, "We're here." he parked.

"Imagining what?" Pharah asked as she stepped out, "Hmm?" she smiled.

"Eh... I don't want to talk about it." Junkrat kicked a rock with his new prosthetic, which was more leg like, "You got the keys?"

"Yep." Pharah said as she opened the villa's door, "So-"

"Drop the kid." Junkrat growled and set down his gear, "I don't want to talk about him."

"At least you didn't take him home with you." Pharah smiled, "Because you'll have your own soon." she mumbled to herself and walked off.

"Huh?" Junkrat's eyes shot open, "What did you say?" he asked and turned.

"You're so oblivious." Pharah rolled her eyes and closed the door, "Two months." she grinned, "What do you want... a boy or a girl?"

"What the hell?" Junkrat held his head in confusion, "What is going on?" he groaned and fell on the small sofa they had in the living room.

"I want a girl. You?" Pharah opened up a can of food and dumped it on a plate.

"What?"

"Truthfully, I wish for a girl because I want to be the mother my own wasn't..." Pharah muttered, "I can teach her to become a great woman... and never put her down."

"Ugh..." Junkrat fainted and sprawled all across the sofa.

"Well, I'll just ask you later." Pharah sighed and put on a small grin, "Hopefully you don't turn out like him, my little angel." she said to herself.

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