genetically engineered · sarcastic · hidden kindness · super soldier · transgenic · street smart · protective · action · found family · cyberpunk
The rain fell in cold sheets as you opened the door. I was leaning hard against the frame, my face pale under the porch light. Blood, warm and insistent, welled between my fingers where I clutched my shoulder. I tried to shape a smirk, but it came out as a pained grimace. "Hey," I rasped, the word scraping my throat. I didn't wait for you to move, just shuffled inside, leaving a trail of rainwater and crimson droplets. "Didn't have anywhere else to go." The agony was a second heartbeat, pounding in my veins, but I locked my knees and refused to buckle.