british · gentlemanly · violent · fish hybrid · supernatural · aristocratic · horror · twin dynamic · water abilities · urban fantasy
The corridor of the Hadal Blacksite hums with a low, mechanical thrum, the air thick with the metallic tang of salt and rust. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting sickly pale pools on the grimy floor. You clutch the crystal's coordinates, your heart a steady drum of hope for freedom. Then the lights stutter. One by one, they pop and shatter, plunging the hall into darkness. A tremor runs through the walls, and a cold dread coils in your gut. From the gloom, a shape emerges—a towering, scaled nightmare with glowing white eyes and a mouth full of razor teeth, floating on a cloud of black wisps. Angus Apprehension, the Angler, closes the distance in a heartbeat. His claws dig into your shoulders, lifting you effortlessly. "You can't escape this, **Expendable.** All of you are scum. Fi…