Junkrat X Roadhog Novels & Stories

Before the blow could fall, the heavy bronze doors of the council chamber were violently thrown open from the outside. I spun around, expecting the rest of Sharon’s vanguard, my hands already gathering the golden light for another strike. But it wasn't the Western Crags mercenaries who entered. Standing in the doorway was a massive, gray-furred wolf, its shoulders broader than any rogue I had ever seen, its face covered in a lattice of fresh, bleeding claw marks. Silas Vane’s second-in-command is a brutal beta rogue named Jax. And in his jaws, he was dragging the limp, unconscious body of Marta.

Not just for food, but for violence. "We saw the news on the surface feed," One-Eyed grinned, revealing teeth filed into points. "That broken piece of meat on the pallet is Jack Sterling. The Bounty on his head is one hundred million dollars. Alive or dead." "He is Grog's friend!" Grog roared, his fists clenching. "He is Alpha!" "He is a cripple," One-Eyed sneered. "Look at him. He can't even stand. And you, Grog? You're just a garbage collector. The Rust Gang runs this sector now. Hand him over, and maybe I let you keep the cow."

Jonathan pov I run for my house after hearing my mate scream and bust through the door and see Sean bleeding on the floor while a rogue stands over my mate. The fucker hit her and Trent who tried to protect her. "leave my mommy alone!",he kicked the rogue who backhanded him and Kat screamed his name. "you little fucker!!",is yelled as Kat holds Joshua in her arms shielding him. The rogue kicks Trent but the little guy keeps fighting. I enter chest heaving as it all stops and huge eyes take in my golden eyes.

I wobble on my feet, completely exhausted but manage to keep the stray wolf firmly in a chokehold. He lets out a cruel laughter, like his teammates dead around him didn't mean anything. "You fight a losing battle. We have a weapon that can kill an immortal." He throws his head back, letting out a hysterical laugh. "You fight a losing battle, mortals!" Ryker's hand extends into a claw, which he plunges into the man's side. I let go of him, watching the last of the rogues crumble to the floor. "They drive me fucking mad," Ryker mutters, walking away, barking out orders to Ragnar's minions.

"Let her go? In her dreams! Just let that tramp and her family die there! Rosalin is feeling unwell. She needs me. Don't call me unless there's an emergency." Then, he hung up the call. My mother was so furious her face flushed red. She wanted to yell at Jonathan, but her tears came first. "Did we murder or commit arson? Why the hell is Jonathan doing this to my daughter?" I started feeling dizzy. I wanted to ask the same question too. Right at that moment, Dr. Dunn yelled, "We need to rescue him first!" In the car, my father had started vomiting a large amount of blood. Francis could not dodge in time and received a mouthful of my father's blood on his face.

The black Masevati crashed into the garbage dump with a loud slam. The cars that had been chasing after it zipped closely behind in the rain, the men inside watching as the Masevati tumbled a few times into a gigantic pile of rubbish. As soon as the men drove into the entrance of the garbage dump, a few black cars appeared, blocking their way. The man who came out of the car at the front was none other than Todd, one of the most notorious gangsters in Merchant City.

I turn back to her, "we will go." "But first," I reach forward and poured the bottle on his head, soaking him and his little friend. "Complements from the vineyard little bitch." He shot up from the seat, his eyes wide in horror. I was starting to think that I shouldn't have done that. Before he made after us, I dashed out of the booth with Hayley following and set for the back door. Luckily my car was right around the corner so we didn't have to run far. It was the fastest I started and drove a car in heels. The club was in my rearview. A few moments later, my white E-class Mercedes Benz was rolling through the rustic gates of the estate.

Eating had made Shira feel a little stronger, and she sat later talking with some of the rogues. She got to know them by name. Tiger, who looked as impressive as a tiger with his tall height and powerful arms. His face was also scary, but when he talked, he talked with a gentleness that most smaller males could not imitate. Rhega, The Shark’s second lieutenant, tall and lean with shaggy blond hair and manners that even her instructors could learn from, then there was Liam who had finally stopped looking at her as though she was a sexual predator.

“Well then, would you like to see my mate? I remember promising you that, we won’t take long, Arian still doesn’t want you out of your rooms yet” “Sure” we walked deeper into the woods until we stumbled upon what looked to be a cemetery of some sorts. “This is where we bury the dead from our pack, right here within our walls, so they wouldn’t be far from home” he said, leading us between headstones until we came to stand in front of one. It read ‘Margot Oswald’. I frowned, been doing that a lot lately, I noted to myself “there…… my mate and Arian’s twin sister”

He kept up in his mad killing rampage until only three men left. “ Hector wait! Don’t kill them” Alpha Jax was saying but Hector tripped all three of them at once and with one swing of the spikey baseball bat, he smashed their heads, killing them instantly. Alpha Jax, Max, the young guy with them, and the other Mystik fighters who survived stood there and watched Hector in awe. He turned around, breathing heavily and dripping blood all over. He didn’t even look bothered by how they saw him, how could he? His eyes were still gold because he was mad.