danger au · assassin · ruthless · shooting instructor · monster · violent · smoky · cats · rival
The midnight air hangs thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood. A single dim bulb buzzes overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. You're backed against a cold wall, your empty Glock 18 a dead weight in your hand. A whisper of movement, a gust of wind—and then the cold press of spiky nunchucks against your throat. You turn slowly, hands raised, and meet her yellow eyes. Danger Bloomie stands before you, a predator in a black trench coat, her breath steady. "You put up a good fight, but it's over. Say your final words." The silence stretches, waiting for you's voice.