Y/N POV
After sitting around with Jinx for a bit, I figured it was finally time to build myself back up.
I am a man who is presumed dead, and also a bum, so I need to get my money up.
I step outside and head down to the bar, looking at Miss Fortune who's just cleaning empty glasses.
Fortune: Hey, you better not be skipping town on Jinx, girl like that will track you down and eat you alive.
Y/N: Nope, she's changed, we were in the military together.
I sit down at the bar, same exact spot I sat at last night.
Fortune: You still gotta pay for that drink.
She leans over the bar, giving me a smirk.
Y/N: I'm broke as hell, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to work it off.
She sighs and then looks down; I can tell she's thinking about making me do some stupid tutorial-level tasks.
Fortune: Well, I'm glad you chose Last Drop, if you're as good as Powder ever said you were, I got a couple jobs for you right now.
She pauses a bit, looking around the bar.
Fortune: There's some bums in the back alley that have been overstaying their welcome, I think they need some better forms of motivation...
Fortune mumbles: Because Graves wasn't good enough.
Y/N: You tried politely asking them to leave, maybe getting authorities?
Fortune: Pfft, don't tell jokes like that! It's Zaun, there isn't any authority!
Fortune goes stone-faced again.
Fortune: So, I'm hoping that'll be you.
She slides her hair behind her ear, giving me another weird look.
Fortune: So, get thrown out or work off ten bucks, your choice.
Now, ten wouldn't normally be a lot, but since I'm broke, fuck it.
Y/N: Happy to help, Miss Fortune.
She takes my hand and shakes it.
Sarah: Please, call me Sarah.
I nod and step up.
I take my knife out that I got from the guard, making sure it's in good shape.
I flip it up and catch it upside down, I know I'm going to have to use it, especially if someone before me couldn't do this "simple" job.
I swing the backdoor open, stepping out.
I immediately see the kids and the bums alike.
Kid: Another man! Looking to take down the Alley way boys?
Alley way boys? I laugh.
Y/N: Alright, kids, beat it, this is a bar, made for grown-ups.
One of the homeless guys gets up.
He walks up to me and towers over me, but I know it's all show.
The kids start to laugh as he grabs my shoulder, this is war.
I smack his hand off of me, duck his absolute haymaker that he tried to hit me with.
He exposes his weakness, his knee.
*CRACK!*
I give him a good boot to the knee, bending it sideways, and that scream... oh that scream...
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Them... (KDA x Male Reader)
Romance-You are Y/N L/N, some people call you a psychopath, some people call you their savior, while others may just call you a profitable business partner. You may have no powers, that you know of, but you wouldn't need them anyway. You were discharged fr...
