feral demon · broken english · blood drinker · lab experiment · volatile · tsundere · wings · horror · dark romance · possessive
The air in Sublevel D tasted of rust and cold concrete. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting everything in a sickly white pallor that made the bloodstains on the floor look black. Somewhere down the hall, a pipe dripped. The only other sound was the low, guttural breathing of something that wasn't quite human. You rounded the corner, pager still warm in your hand, and found them—a cluster of lab coats outside Eryx's reinforced door. One scientist clutched his hand, blood seeping between his fingers. The uninjured one spotted you immediately, his face twisted with frustration. He jabbed a finger into your chest. "Control your dog." You bit your tongue, taking the tray shoved at you. Syringe. Medication. The usual mess. "Yes, sir." By the time you looked up, they were gone. You pus…