Poly!Mchanzo where Mcree + S/O is a werewolf and Hanzo kinda just,,, vibes,,,
This is a long one cause I LOVE werewolf S/O’s and Poly!Mchanzo hhhh
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» To say that the dynamic you all had was strange would be an understatement
» Mcree, friendly, flirtatious, and having puppy-like attitude
» Hanzo, with his grumpy, stand-off, and strict way of thinking was almost opposite of Mcree’s
» And finally you, spunky, energetic, and constantly getting into trouble and roughhousing with Mcree
» You and Mcree share a brain cell, for lack of a better term
» Hanzo sometimes jokes about putting a leash on you too, with Mcree saying that he wouldn’t mind if he did that with a wink
» ROUGHHOUSING RUNS RAPID IN THIS HOUSE
» The best roughhousing is when you two annoy Hanzo enough that he drags you both to the training grounds and beats both of your asses 2v1
» Then again, it's more like 3v2 because of his dragons
» The dragons love both of you, and it's funny because they act a lot like you two as well, constantly roughhousing and annoying Hanzo
» The only thing that you all share in common is your temper, tempers tend to flare high for you and Mcree nearing the full moon, and Hanzo is just angry with...a lot of things
» Drinking contests.
» Mcree loves belly rubs, give him a belly rub and he’s putty in your hands
» You like to get scratched behind your ears
» Hanzo doesn’t like to be around when you and Mcree transform, the bone-cracking, and the noises of pain are too much for him. He tried to sit through it once but hearing them made him leave the room very fast
» You’ve all had more than one scare of being shot with silver bullets. Lucky for you and Mcree nobody really believes in werewolves anymore, and if they did they’ve labeled a lunatic anyways.
A/N: This is split into four separate parts, and it’s also really long so uh yeah, sorry if the characters act ooc, I’m still trying to figure out who I want to write most of them, and I haven’t done character studies with any of the characters (minus solider:76) so sorry y’all.
This is also a GN reader for all the people that like GN readers, so any pronouns can go for the role of (Y/N) ;), have fun~
This is kind of my own idea, featuring Poly!Mchanzo but Mcree and (Y/N) are werewolves.
Summary: As the recall has been issued, new recruits start to flood into overwatch due to recommendations, from old and new allies. However, the newest recruit seems to have an interest in Hanzo, much to Jesse’s dislike.
Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV
“So, what do you think of the new recruit?” Was the first thing that came to Jesse’s ears that morning.
Jesse shrugged.
“Haven’t met ‘em yet.”
“Well, from what Lena tells me, his name is Dallas, and...he’s a werewolf.”
Now that caught Jesse’s attention.
“Another one? Damn, might as well make half of the base off limits during the full moon.”
“Bah! The only thing you and I do according to Hanzo is bother him with belly rubs.”
Jesse snickered.
“Speakin’ of Han, where is he?”
(Y/N) shrugged.
“Not sure, he said he wanted to go and train before people started filling it,” (Y/N) replied. “He says he doesn’t like it when he keeps people waiting.”
A pause.
“Liar.”
“Fine, he said that he doesn’t want Genji to come into the training ground and challenge him to a fight in the middle of the day.”
“That’s what I thought.”
“If you tell him that I told you that he’ll smother me with a pillow.”
“I...Ima tell him.”
“Jesse-mf-Mcree, you better not-”
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“Well ain’t he a sight.” Jesse muttered, as (Y/N), and him had come to the training grounds, seeing the new recruit.
(Y/N) could tell he was new, he didn’t have a uniform.
This man was dressed in black jeans, ripped jeans of course, (Y/N) smiled.
This man was young, maybe getting into his late 30’s, and with his white t-shirt and his black jacket, he knew this man at least had a fashion sense.
(Y/N) heard tapping of feet fill the air, and based on how fast they moved they knew automatically who it was.
“Heya Han, how you doin’?” Jesse said, beating (Y/N) to greeting the smaller man.
“Well, I was training, but the new recruit came and people filed in.”
“Ah! My friends!” Reinhart’s booming voice yelled. “Come meet the new recruit!”
“Speak of the devil.” Jesse muttered as the crowd parted.
(Y/N) crossed their arms and raised an eyebrow as the man walked over.
And Jesse extended a glance to (Y/N) as the man came into range.
This man was definitely a werewolf.
He practically wreaked of it.
However, (Y/N) couldn’t pinpoint what pack he was from, because he didn’t smell like an omega.
The man grinned at (Y/N).
“Alpha (Y/N)? Is that really you?”
(Y/N) smiled. “In the flesh, and you are?”
“Dallas! Dallas Starmonger! I’m from the western pack in Oregon!” He beamed. “It's an honor to speak to you!”
(Y/N) grinned.
“The western pack? Ain’t y’all-” Jesse began.
“And who is this?” Dallas asked, gesturing to Hanzo.
Hanzo paused.
“Oh, Hanzo Shimada, at your service.”
Dallas watched as the man extended the hand.
“No, the pleasure is all mine.”
And (Y/N) had to stop Mcree from storming over when the man kissed Hanzo’s hand.
Hanzo blinked as Dallas walked by, clicking his teeth and entering the base.
“What the ‘ell was that!” Jesse cried.
“A proper greeting?”
“He kissed yer hand, Han.”
“You do realize that is a form of greeting, Mcree?”
“But-”
(Y/N) shook their head.
“(Y/N), help me out ‘ere!”
“No. I’m gonna go train with Zarya and Mei, see ya.”
“But-but darlin’-!”
“Bye Jesse! Go talk to Dallas or somethin’!”
Hanzo snickered as Jesse crossed his arms and pouted.
“Are you jealous Jesse?”
“No.”
“Jesse, calm yourself, this man is a werewolf, if I am correct, your scent, as well as (Y/N)’s lingers on me, he’ll know to keep away.”
Jesse still pouted as Hanzo gave him a pat on the shoulder and walked into the hall, and turned to go towards the cafeteria.
He stood there for a bit.
Maybe he was just being paranoid.
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“He still hasn’t said hello to me.” Jesse huffed.
(Y/N) shook their head.
“Jesse, he probably didn’t see you.”
“Didn’t see my ass, he looked right at me!” Jesse paused. “Somethin’ about this guy doesn’t feel right.” Another pause. “Jeez, if I had a dollar for everytime I caught that man staring at Han, I’d pay off my own goddamn bounty.”
(Y/N) rolled their eyes. “C’mon Jesse, you and I said that about Hanzo, and now look where we are, we’re all dating.”
“Tsk.” Jesse muttered, rounding the corner.
“And besides, Hanzo is the most observant out of us, if he knows something is up, he’ll know it before we do.”
“I just, I don’t-”
Jesse came to a halt, spying Hanzo and Dallas down the hall.
Hanzo was leaning against a wall, with Dallas hovering over him, the two engaged in casual chatter.
Jesse gestured to the two.
“See?”
“Jesse, be polite.”
“I am being polite!”
“Ah, (Y/N), and...Joel..?” Dallas began as the two walked over.
“It’s Jesse.” Jesse hissed.
“Ah, Jesse right,” Dallas corrected. “So, you three are the only werewolves here?”
Hanzo raised an eyebrow. “Three?”
“Hanzo ain’t a werewolf,” Jesse muttered, and (Y/N) narrowed their gaze at him, noticing the slight attitude in his tone.
(Y/N) huffed at Jesse who narrowed his gaze even further.
“Ah, he’s a human then?”
“Yep.”
“Hm.” Dallas said. “That’s a good thing to know.”
“And why’s that?”
“Jesse, calm-”
“No no, it's fine,” Dallas said, scratching the back of his neck. “I heard that the new recruits get paired to spar against the older recruits, so I just wanted to know so I can go easy on him-”
“You do not have to go easy on me. I can handle it.” Hanzo replied.
Dallas then grinned.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Nice, well, see you guys around, Mrs.Amari still has to show me around!”
As the man ran off, (Y/N) immediately turned to Jesse.
“Jesse, you need to take a chill pill.”
“I’m completely chill darlin’. Completely.” Jesse snapped through gritted teeth.
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Things didn’t get much better between Jesse and Dallas.
But they did between Dallas and Hanzo.
Hanzo found a mutual understanding in Dallas.
Dallas, was raised in a crime family as well, with his father being a member of the mafia.
Unlike Hanzo’s father, Dallas’ was just a member, not the leader.
So he understood the expectations.
Alas, Dallas ran away, not wanting to participate in such violent things, and joined overwatch to help, is what Dallas told him anyways.
He found himself having to speak to Dallas by himself, or with (Y/N) around, since Jesse and Dallas never got along.
This led to...a lot of fights between (Y/N) and Jesse, whenever (Y/N) caught Jesse being rude.
Hanzo sat in the background most of the time when the two fought.
Tempers flared high between the two as of right now, not just because of this new recruit,but the full moon was tonight.
Which meant Hanzo tried to keep his distance, but again, there was a fight, and he didn’t leave in time.
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“Jesse what hell were you thinking!” (Y/N) cried as Jesse merely looked at the floor.
“God! Can’t you get your head out of your ass for two seconds and actually try to get along with this guy?”
“He called me an Omega!”
“So what! I get called an Omega too? It isn’t rare, Jesse!”
“He knew that I’d punch him if I said that!”
“He did not Jesse. I bet Dallas is just tired of you being rude to him so he decided to be rude back!”
“Why the hell are you taking his side?”
“I’m not taking anybody’s side Jess’, why would you think I’d do that to you!”
“Then why don’t ya say anythin’!” A pause. “He interrupts me, ignores me, and yet you say nothin’! You’re a goddamn alpha, he’ll listen to you!”
“No he won’t! He’s an alpha too Jess’!”
Jesse let out a groan of frustration.
“And what about Han? Huh, I guess you don’t see him feel ‘im up him do ya?”
“He’s never done that before!”
“Yes he has!” Jesse yelled, his voice getting louder.
Hanzo tensed as the shouting would get louder, and the grip on his book tightened.
Soon, the book slammed shut, causing (Y/N) and Jesse to turn to him.
“Can you two please cease this useless fighting!” Hanzo cried. “It brings us nowhere!”
Silence.
“(Y/N), Jesse isn’t going to like everyone, but Jesse, you must be polite to Dallas, it's unprofessional and he is your team member!”
“Han-”
“No! You are both acting like children, hell, I can’t sit down and have a meal without you two fighting about this man! He is just a man!”
And that was the last straw.
Hanzo marched past the two enraged werewolves, who were still silent.
“I’m going to meditate, do not bother me.”
And the door shut, and frankly, (Y/N) and Jesse swore the door sounded louder than before.
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It was always calming in the zen garden.
It was built by request of Genji and Zenyatta.
Hanzo was thankful it was late, Genji and Zenyatta tended to meditate during the day.
So as of right now, he was alone.
The calming atmosphere almost always brought some peace to his mind.
Near the fountain, eyes shut.
However, they snapped open as the leaves brushed next to him.
He turned, and spotted Dallas coming out of the bushes.
A water bottle in hand.
And a towel wrapped around his neck.
Dallas paused.
“Oh, heya Hanzo, how are you doing?”
“I am fine, you?”
Dallas frowned.
“I know that look,” He said. “Joel and (Y/N) fought again I’m guessing?”
“Is it that obvious?” A pause. “And his name is Jesse.”
Dallas muttered an apology before sitting down, next to Hanzo.
Hanzo fidgeted.
“What...are you doing here?”
“Oh, I was working out with Reinhart and Junkrat, but I got tired and left early,” He said, placing the bottle down. “God, those two have so much stamina.”
Hanzo shook his head.
“Indeed.”
Silence.
“You...want a sip?”
“What?”
“Of my water.”
“Erm..no thank you.”
“You sure? Dr.Ziegler told me that you tend to meditate for hours, it shouldn’t hurt to drink something small.”
Hanzo thought for a moment, his dragons spoke to him, telling him to go see (Y/N) and Jesse.
He brushed it off and grabbed the water bottle, taking a few gulps.
“See? Isn’t that better?”
Hanzo shook his head.
“I suppose.”
Dallas grinned.
“Doesn’t Winston have some fruit here?”
“This isn’t the greenhouse, Dallas.”
“I know but it doesn’t hurt to look right?”
Hanzo sighed.
“You may look, but I am not.”
“Alright, see ya tomorrow then.”
“Farewell.”
Hanzo shut his eyes yet again.
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After fifteen minutes, Hanzo felt off.
His head was pounding, his arms felt weak.
Slowly, he opened his eyes.
When were the lights this bright.
Hanzo stood up-
He wobbled and fell against the fountain, gripping his head.
His vision was getting more distorted and blurry every time he blinked.
He heard footsteps behind him.
“God, it was easy breaking into this place.” A voice said off in the distance.
“You sure this is the place?”
Hanzo hobbled forward, only to fall to the ground.
“Oh it's the place alright.” He heard Dallas’ voice interrupt.
Through his blurred vision, he saw the faint outline of Dallas, crouching near him.
The corner of his eyes began to turn to black, as he felt himself be lifted from the ground and placed on Dallas’ shoulder.
“Welcome to the Eastern Pack of Spain, Hanzo Shimada.”
Summary: As the recall has been issued, new recruits start to flood into overwatch due to recommendations, from old and new allies. However, the newest recruit seems to have an interest in Hanzo, much to Jesse’s dislike.
Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV
“I…(Y/N)...”
“Jess’?”
Silence.
“I..I’m sorry.” (Y/N) began. “I...I’ve been an asshole, I...It’s alright if you don’t forgive me for a while.”
“No no, darlin’, I’d never do that to you,.” Jesse began. “and...I should probably try to get along with Dallas, even if I don’t like ‘em one bit.”
(Y/N) shook their head, cracking a small smile.
“Wanna hug?”
“...yeah.”
“Alright, c’mere you big baby.”
“Hold up now-”
Jesse had said before practically falling into (Y/N)’s embrace.
They planted a kiss on his forehead after brushing his bangs back.
“You...think we should go get Hanzo?”
“Mh, yeah.”
As (Y/N) and Jesse broke apart, (Y/N) came to the door.
“Where do you think he could be?” They asked.
“Ima guess he’s in that little ‘ol garden that Genji and Zenyatta built, he won’t ever admit it, but I think it's his favorite place to meditate.”
“Heh, I don’t see why not.” (Y/N) began as the door slid open. “That place is beautiful.”
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As the two entered the zen garden, Jesse gaped.
“Wow, Genji and Zenyatta sure pay attention to details…” Jesse muttered.
However, a hand was placed on his chest.
(Y/N)’s hand.
“Why do I smell eastern wolves?” (Y/N) asked.
Jesse’s eyes widened as he stepped past them.
“Actually, yeah..but...Dallas isn’t a eastern, he’s a west-”
Jesse paused, seeing the water bottle on the floor.
He sniffed at it, and reared his head back.
“Why in god's name is there knock-out drugs in this thing? Ain’t this water?” Jesse then gasped as he turned the bottle.
“Shit! These are Dallas’ goddamn initials!”
“What! Jesse don’t start this again-”
“No, look! D.F.S. Dallas whatever his middle name is Starmonger! See? I told you!”
(Y/N) snatched the bottle from Jesse’s hand and examined it.
“Crap, this is Dallas’ bottle!” (Y/N) cried.
“See? I told you!”
“Shut up, Jesse, Hanzo could be seriously hurt!”
“Sorry but-how are we gonna find him, we’re gonna change any minute now!” A pause. “God, I’m already startin’ to ache!”
“Listen to me, Jesse,” (Y/N) said, placing their hands on his shoulder. “We have to find Hanzo, werewolf form or not. I can hold off my form long enough to save him, but only if you can transform, cooperate and track him down. I’ll follow you. Alright?”
“A-alright.”
“I’ll grab your serape so in case you find Hanzo first he doesn’t freak out, alright? I’ll be right back.”
(Y/N) practically darted out of the room and locked the doors to the Zen garden, only to bump into Bridgette along the way.
“(Y/N)? Why-”
“Bridgette warn Winston! Dallas has taken Hanzo captive and I think he plans to hurt him, please tell him that Mcree and I are the only people that can be close to Dallas, but to arrange a backup team in case me and Mcree attack anyone, got it?”
“You got it! Should I tell Dr.Ziegler as well!”
“Yes! Now, go, go!”
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His vision was less blurry as he came to consciousness again.
He blinked rapidly, and finally came to full vision.
That’s when he gasped.
He was not in the garden, he was sure he wasn’t even in Gibraltar.
“Heya boss, he’s wakin’ up.”
Hanzo shook his head.
He attempted to stand, only to find that his hands had been chained to a pole driven into the ground.
He could easily break out of these, he called upon his-
“Looking for these?”
Hanzo looked upwards, only to spy his dragons in two square cages.
Kenji, always the more energetic and determined of the bunch, was bashing her head against the walls.
Tomo, less energetic, but still ever loyal, was biting at the cages bars.
“How did you-”
“They came out of your tattoo of course,” Dallas chuckled, as he came into full view. “While I was putting those chains on you, they tried to protect you, but since you did not call upon them, they were weak, so we easily put them in these...dragon proof cages.”
Hanzo narrowed his gaze.
“What do you want with me?”
“Well for starters, I want you in general.”
Hanzo scoffed.
“Why?”
“You're smart, think Hanzo, what has your precious (Y/N) told you about Alpha werewolves?”
Hanzo narrowed his gaze even further.
“They wish to expand their packs, and they are the only ones capable of passing on the lycin curse.”
“Very good, so you do listen to (Y/N),” Dallas then pouted. “But you didn’t listen to poor Jesse, oh no.”
There was a deep chuckle that came from Dallas, as well as more chuckling from his other pack members.
Hanzo took this chance to look around the room.
Around him stood all sorts of people.
People with scars, people in wheelchairs, some children as young as ten years old.
Men, women, people young and old.
“You see, my pack is more on the diverse side,” Dallas preached. “I don’t just bite anyone.”
Hanzo watched as Dallas made his ways down the steps.
“I find people with powerful minds, not just brute force,” He began, as he made his way towards him, the other pack members stepped out of the way. “People that have been hurt, cast out, told they were nothing. Well,I made them something.”
Dallas grinned.
“That’s why I knew that I had to make you a member of my pack. But those other pathetic excuses for werewolves were almost always around you.”
“You dare too-”
“Ah ah ah,” Dallas began, putting his hand over Hanzo’s mouth. “Let me finish, fledgling.”
Hanzo resisted the urge to spit in Dallas’ face.
“So I found things out, I knew automatically (Y/N) was an alpha, and if they caught even a wind of me wanting to hurt you, then I’d be dead meat.” A pause. “So I turned to the beta instead. I knew that if I made your cute little Jesse dislike me, it would travel back to (Y/N), and they would fight.”
He removed his hand from Hanzo’s mouth.
“I played all my cards right, and soon you were right where I wanted you,” Dallas chuckled. “I was surprised that you even believed half of the shit I said, and took a drink from me.”
Hanzo growled.
“You won’t gain anything from this.” Hanzo snapped. “Absolutely nothing.”
“I have lots to gain from this, Hanzo.” Dallas replied. “Lots. I mean, a Shimada under my command. The infamous Doom fist would cower before me.”
“(Y/N) and Jesse will come for me, and put an end to your sickening games.” Hanzo said, struggling against his bonds.
“Oh please, will they?” Dallas stated. “By the time they figure out where you are, they’ll already have turned.” Dallas then chuckled, sending a chill down Hanzo’s back. “And if I play my cards right, you will be as well.”
“You think that I’d ever join you? Pathetic.”
Dallas rolled his eyes.
“Oh Hanzo,” Dallas jeered, grasping Hanzo’s chin and pulling him close. “I never said I was giving you a choice.”
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“Can someone tell me why it sounds like there’s a dog panting into your communicator?” Angela’s voice asked.
(Y/N) scoffed.
“Don’t call Jess’ a dog, that’s rude.”
(Y/N) managed to say before they turned back to the (panting) and now transformed Jesse.
The thing about Jesse was that, unlike (Y/N), who turned into a Crinos werewolf type, like most alphas, Jesse was a hispo type.
The problem was, the stronger the werewolf type, the less human you were.
Making (Y/N) the worst possible person to go on this rescue mission.
But (Y/N) was the only person powerful enough to take down Dallas.
And man, when (Y/N) saw him, they were going to beat the crap out of him.
The two came to a halt as Jesse sniffed at the ground, and let out a large howl.
In which, (Y/N) grabbed his muzzle.
“Quiet! They’ll hear us!” They hissed as Jesse whined and pulled his head away.
(Y/N) turned, and spotted an old, clearly abandoned factory.
“Angela, I think we found them,” (Y/N) said. “It's at an old factory. Just north of the city.”
“Alright, I’ll tell Winston to send a drop ship-”
“No. You have to send a small team for backup, make sure they all have silver bullets, or they won’t harm anyone in this pack. And only send them in when I tell you too.”
“But (Y/N)-”
“Please Angela, Hanzo’s...normal...life is at stake here.”
Silence.
“Alright...I trust you.”
“Thank you, Agent (Y/N) signing off.
With that, (Y/N) turned off their communicator.
“You think you can get close enough without anyone noticing?”
“Maybe.” Jesse replied, his voice coming out distorted.
Jesse didn’t speak much while in his werewolf form, mainly because of how his vocal cords were for wolves, not for humans.
(Y/N) watched as Jesse crept down the hill and onto the broken road and towards the factory.
(Y/N) went to the ground, looking through the broken windows.
Strangely enough, there were no guards, and yet, there was plenty of cars.
They must’ve used the cars to mask their scents.
(Y/N) scoffed.
This Dallas guy was a foolish alpha, probably new to it, (Y/N) figured as they slid down the hill.
Crouched low to the ground, (Y/N) met up with Jesse and nodded at them, the sign of it being all clear.
Slowly the two came to the back door and pushed it open, with a creak.
(Y/N) tensed.
“Hopefully, nobody heard that.” They muttered to Jesse as the two walked down the hall.
Eventually, they both came to the actual factory section of the place.
It seemed that this factory hadn’t been used for years.
The perfect hideout, (Y/N) would’ve said, if they hadn’t spotted two guards at a door near the end of the hall.
However, the two guards then paused, and walked off.
The two steadily crept towards the door, and slowly pushed it open.
(Y/N)’s mouth dropped.
“I’ve...I’ve never seen so many werewolves before.” They muttered as Jesse let out a whine.
“Don’t worry, I can take them.” (Y/N) responded as they and Jesse crept behind a stack of barrels.
(Y/N) slowly peaked their head above the barrels.
“There he is.” (Y/N) muttered, as they saw Hanzo in the middle of the mix. “But how are we gonna get to him?”
“The full moon won’t be covered by the clouds much longer.” Dallas began, peaking (Y/N)’s interest. “And soon, you’ll be one of us.”
(Y/N) almost growled and leap directly into the fray, but they kept their composure, for now.
“He wants to turn Hanzo.” Jesse muttered.
“Yeah, that’s why we need to get him out of there, fast.”
(Y/N) rolled over to the other set of crates, closer to-wait a second.
(Y/N) looked up, hearing a chirping noise.
They had to cover your mouth to keep from gasping.
(Y/N) spotted Kenji and Tomo in cages, hung on the ceiling.
“Jesse, how did he-”
“However, we don’t want to interrupt the main event, do we?”
Dallas grinned before snapping his fingers.
With that, the werewolves in the room scattered, filling out the room.
Soon, silence.
“I can smell you (Y/N), and Jesse’s scent is even stronger when he’s in his werewolf form.”
(Y/N) scoffed before coming out behind the barrels.
“Let him go Dallas, and I won’t hurt you.”
“Hurt me?” Dallas smiled, putting his hand in his pocket. “You wouldn’t dare.”
(Y/N) widened their stance, and balled their hands into fists.
“Try me.”
“Oh, well, I guess I’ll have to use this little guy.” With that, Dallas pulled the purple flower from his pocket holding it into the air.
With that, (Y/N) could see the sweat forming on Dallas’ face.
“S-see? Now we’re both in trouble.” Dallas mustered out stepping towards them.
(Y/N) only had caught a small whiff of that flower before sweat formed on your brow as well.
“Where-where did you...get...wolfs bane…?” (Y/N) panted, falling to their knees.
They watched as Dallas managed to laugh at them, before falling onto his hands and knees as well.
“I’ve..got...friends…”
Jesse looked up into the sky, and there it was, the full moon shining directly into the room.
“J-Jesse...get...get Hanzo out of here…” (Y/N) said, starting to breathe heavily. “Please…”
“But-”
“Now-!” (Y/N) growled, and yet their voice was so much deeper.
Jesse ran over to Hanzo, pulling at the chains with his teeth and claws.
“Jesse? Is that you?” Hanzo asked.
Jesse paused for a moment, then simply nodded his head.
“Jesse, where are the others? Are they safe?”
Another pause.
“Yes.” Jesse said, as the chains fell to the floor.
“Hurry.” Jesse stated, as he pushed Hanzo out of the room.
However, two howls filled the room and the two men froze on the spot.
They recognized one, sure, but the other?
Soon, multiple howls filled the air, too many for comfort.
“Go! They have a backup team waiting for us!” Jesse mustered out as the two rushed out the door.
However, the two were met by wolves of all shapes and sizes in their way.
“Right!”
Jesse and Hanzo sprinted down the hall to the right, the large group of werewolves on their tail.
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(Y/N) looked at them self in the small puddle on the floor.
(Y/N) hadn’t seen their reflection in a while.
They were still a large 7ft, Crinos werewolf.
Their fur was still the same color as their hair.
The necklaces Jesse and Hanzo gave them was still around their neck.
(Y/N)’s eyes were now a beady purple.
A growl filled their ears, as they turned to Dallas.
He was just like you, bright purple eyes, 7ft, except brown fur.
However, Dallas’ claws were much larger than yours.
But that made up for (Y/N)’s strength and strong bite.
Before (Y/N) even had time to think, Dallas tackled them to the ground, and (Y/N) knew that if Dallas managed to defeat them, not only would he turn Hanzo into a werewolf.
But he’d become the alpha of (Y/N)’s pack as well, which meant he’d keep Jesse and Hanzo away from you.
So, with that thought in mind, (Y/N) brought forth all their power to defeat this traitor.
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“How long will it take for these things to catch up to us, Jesse?”
A grunt was heard from Jesse, who ran alongside Hanzo.
“Oh right, you’re a wolf, you can’t talk-”
“I can talk!” Jesse replied. “And for the record-”
“Door-!”
Jesse slammed face first into the door, letting out a yelp.
Hanzo grabbed Jesse by the serape and pulled him through the doorway.
“How long are these hallways!” Jesse cried, still rubbing at his nose.
“In here! Quickly!”
With that, the two dove into the small storage room and behind the boxes.
There was silence at first, however, the scratching of claws on the floor filled their ears, as well as the soon clicking of said claws on the tile floor.
“Jesse,” Hanzo hissed. “What do we do?”
Jesse shook his head.
“Jesse?”
Again, more shaking and growling from Jesse.
“Jesse-”
That’s when Jesse began to howl.
Soon, bone cracking and more howling and growling was filling Hanzo’s ears.
He heard the werewolves beginning to gather at the door, based on the amount of claws tapping on the tiles.
“Jesse, Jesse stop-! Jesse your drawing, attention too-! Jess-!”
That’s when the howling turned more humane sounding, and as Hanzo watched as the great beast before him shrunk down to a shivering, sweaty, and naked man.
Gasps and sputters came from Jesse as Hanzo slowly reached a hand out.
“Is it...morning already?” Hanzo asked.
Jesse coughed.
“Ngh...no…” Jesse began. “If...If you call out a were...werewolves name...they...turn back into a...human.”
Hanzo’s eyes widened.
“A...naked human I presume?”
“Yes, a butt-naked human.” Jesse paused. “God, I...I can’t transform...fuck...we’re screwed. We are so screwed.”
He said, as the werewolves carefully approached the boxes the two men were hiding behind.
Summary: As the recall has been issued, new recruits start to flood into overwatch due to recommendations, from old and new allies. However, the newest recruit seems to have an interest in Hanzo, much to Jesse’s dislike.
Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV
A/N: This is the final part of the series, I might write more of this poly!mchanzo mainly because of the oc I have being in this relationship. And its cute :P
Hanzo reeled back in shock.
“W-what.”
“They’re dead, Shimada. Which means that Jesse, and you, belong to me, now.”
“I am not some object, Dallas.”
“Under my rule, you will be.” Dallas snarled. “So let’s make this easier, and please let me bite you already.”
“Never.”
“Fine then.”
With that, Dallas, yet again attempted to pounce on the man.
Hanzo ducked as Dallas crashed onto the forest floor.
“Even if you run, Hanzo! I’ll catch up to you! I’m a werewolf! I have four legs!” Dallas bellowed as Hanzo took off.
Why was he even running?
Fear.
No, Hanzo wasn’t afraid.
Was he?
He couldn’t be.
He didn’t have his bow, that would’ve been useful.
His dragons could only be used with his bow or when he called upon them, or if they thought he was in danger.
So why weren’t they here?
Hanzo shook his head.
Focus, Hanzo, focus.
He turned back to see Dallas, steadily gaining on him.
Hanzo kept his eyes off of the ground ahead for too long, with a cry he toppled and fell into a hole.
The hole seemed to be like a lake, except it was all dried up.
The bottom was just dirt.
Hanzo groaned and shook his head.
Dallas hopped into the hole as well.
He grinned, if werewolves could grin in this form that is.
“Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, little dragon.” Dallas jeered. “You’re mine!”
Hanzo scrambled away, and went towards the wall of the hole, and began to climb.
However, Dallas’ paw swiped him away.
He landed with a thud onto the dirt again, attempting to get up.
A paw slammed into his back, and he could feel Dallas’ claws digging into his shoulders.
“Now then...should I bite you, or claw you?” Dallas asked, as Hanzo saw him lower his muzzle just enough to see the slobber drip from Dallas’ mouth.
The rows of sharp teeth forced anxiety into Hanzo’s gut, this was not good.
Hanzo growled.
“Your choice, fledgling.”
Hanzo gulped.
“I…”
“Should I choose for you?” Dallas yelled.
“Get off of me!”
“I take that as a yes.” Dallas said. “The bite mark always has a more prominent smell anyways.”
Hanzo struggled underneath the werewolf’s grip.
He felt the drool drip onto his shoulder.
He felt the hot breath, tingle his neck.
And finally, the teeth just barely grazing his skin and then-
A howl.
(Y/N) appeared, and tackled Dallas to the ground.
The two alpha’s rolling in the ground yet again.
Hanzo gripped his shoulder, watching the two scuffle.
Biting, growling and nipping.
The two were so weak, they couldn’t even muster enough strength to hit any real blows.
Hanzo felt warm-
Wait, warm?
Hanzo turned to the sky.
The sun was rising.
He watched as the shadows in the hole began to disappear and turn to light, and the minute the sunlight hit the two alphas.
They paused, and then let out growls, still trying to wrestle each other, despite the cracking and their organs practically rearranging themselves.
And finally, as the two panted, and fell onto the dirt, in too much pain to continue.
Hanzo was before two very naked humans.
(Y/N) looked up at Hanzo.
(Y/N) then spun around and came face to face with a very angry, very human, and very naked Dallas.
(Y/N) growled and pounced on Dallas.
The two people are now fighting yet again.
“Um..could…” Hanzo sighed.
“Hanzo!”
Hanzo paused, turning to the ground above him.
“Jesse!” He cried. “Down here!”
Soon, Jesse’s face popped up, this time, Hanzo could see that he was fully clothed, which meant one thing.
“Hey! So, I found the team and-”
Jesse paused, turning to (Y/N) and Dallas.
“Hey! Only I’m allowed to naked wrestle (Y/N)!”
With that, Jesse jumped down and grabbed Dallas, forcing him to the ground.
“Hey, Hanzo, can you be a peach and give my serape to (Y/N) over here?”
Hanzo nodded, running over and grabbing the fabric, before wrapping it around (Y/N).
“Oh, you’re in big trouble now, Dallas. You’re naked and your gonna be arrested for kidnapping and attempted murder.”
“Murder!” Dallas cried. “I never tried to kill him!”
