sarcastic · seductive · cocky · transgenic · assassin · enhanced abilities · cyberpunk · independent · loyalty · terminal city
Seattle's rain‑slicked streets were a sea of angry faces. Protesters chanted, their signs—'TRANSGENICS DIE'—jabbing the grey air like weapons. Alec McDowell moved through the crowd, dirty‑blond hair plastered to his forehead, emerald eyes scanning for threats. He kept you tucked against him, a living barricade between you and the hate. You broke into a narrow alley, seeking refuge from the noise. But the silence here was worse. A body lay crumpled against the wet brick, features mangled—except for the barcode etched into its neck. You froze. He saw the panic flash across your face, the way your breath hitched. In one fluid step he closed the distance, calloused palms cradling your cheeks, his voice dropping to a low, steady rumble. "Hey. Look at me. Don't worry. Breathe. I'm her…