Mercy X Pharah Novels & Stories

In the Boss's world that was the ultimate betrayal but Phantom had been too priceless to lose so he kept him on the team and he did not regret it. Until that last assignment that had sent him over the edge. "I need a new start." The Boss nodded his understanding. "We all do. There is no redemption for men like us up there," he pointed skyward. "We make our redemption here on earth." He puffed his cigar again. "I didn't know what to expect when I met you again but I can tell you you were not supposed to leave this ship alive. But you have a good reason. I'll keep you alive so you can find your redemption."

"If they used a voice changer, I might be able to help. Give me a moment." She dashed to her laptop, fingers flying over the keyboard as she accessed her suite of AI tools. "Why do you have so many voice changing apps in your device? " Phill asked, a little confused. Mercy scratched her head and looked a little timid as she replied in a low voice, " This is supposed to be a secret. I use them for my high notes. Please, lets keep it in the family. " She continued working after getting absolutely no reaction from Jake. She had hoped to lighten his mode a little but he just sat there like a rigid body of stone.

“He’s drowning right in front of me and I can’t reach him.” There’s a crack in her voice at the end. Small. Almost too small to notice. But I hear it. “I’ve tried everything,” she continues. “Therapists. Doctors. Different medications. Nothing works. And every time I hire someone new, every time I think maybe this person will be different, he pushes them away. He’s so angry and I don’t…” She trails off and look out the window. “I don’t know how to save him.” I should say something.

Then he stopped himself, because he knew exactly what it would cost him to push any further, and he didn’t like the answer. A quiet exhale left his nose as his pride held on for one last second, then finally cracked under the pressure. “Sorry,” he spat, no trace of regret in it. [Keep pushing me, Scars. See what happens. Just one word from me and Xavia is gone for good. Let’s see you play king when you are completely broken.] Xavia? Who the hell was that? Mercer had never mentioned that name before, and there was nothing about her in the file I’d read on Scars. But one thing was clear. She meant something to him.

"What a shame, my dear Mr. Fairbank. From this moment on, Silver Key Holdings no longer exists in Faeloria." Laurence collapsed to the ground, utterly broken. As for Mabel, I had originally planned for her to end up begging on the streets, but I hadn't expected Harland to deny her even that chance. By the time the paramedics arrived, Mabel was pronounced dead. Harland was facing a lifetime in prison for murder. With everything settled, I walked up to Sky and pulled her into a hug. "Thank you, Sky. I know you've been helping me all along. I appreciate everything you've done for me."

subject: Phoenix Foundation. I open it, and my breath stops in my lungs as I read the words. We are reaching out to notify you that a donor has transferred a sum of 2.7 billion dollars to the Phoenix foundation, earmarked for victims of corporate corruption, inheritance disputes, and silent abuse within legacy systems. 2.7 billion dollars. My hands begin to vibrate as I scroll. Donor name on record: AURORA MCKLURKIN. The mug slips slightly in my grip, coffee spilling across the countertop like spreading ink. She did this? She’s just changed the world in my name.

If he was searching for the misery in my soul, then I guessed he would find it, along with my resignation. "Just k__kill me already." My voice had no soul. I had already come to the fact that I was going to die, there was no need for him to prolong it. A smile crossed his face, but it lacked life. " Beg me for mercy, I might just spare your life." Was he taunting me? He believed fully well that I was Ethan's partner in crime, why would he want to spare me? "Beg me!" He commanded, his voice striking like a whip.

She smiles, hugging me even tighter as if she's not ready to let go either. After a couple of minutes, we say our goodbyes and I situate myself into the car, driving off with a heavy heart. Once I get on the highway, I play some music to lighten my mood and distract myself of what's to come. 'Cruel Summer' by Taylor Swift starts playing from my playlist. God, I love her so much. Thought, the song doesn't quite match the aura since it is Christmas. So, I change it to 'Midnight Rain', which brings me an unexplainable amount of comfort and relief.