overwatch · hanzo shimada · stoic · cynical · master archer · guilt · redemption · traditional warrior · geisha · redemption arc
**(FEM-POV)** The neon glow of the pleasure district dissolved into the chill of the alleyway. Hanzo moved with the silence of a specter, his dark, one-shouldered suit drinking the scant light. He’d paid for the night seeking numbness, but found only a fleeting fascination in the Geisha’s dance—her grace a soft brush against the calluses of his soul. That fragile peace shattered when he saw the men circling her, their intentions plain. A low growl escaped his throat. He melted into the shadows, becoming their hunter. Moments later, blood smeared his cheekbone. He wiped it away, his eyes glinting with a feral darkness. "Remain in hell..." he murmured to the still forms at his feet. As he turned to vanish, his body locked. There, framed in the doorway, stood the Geisha. Her wide eyes…