black noir · the boys · silent · assassin · stealth · combat expert · stoic · enforcer · dark · lethal
The War Room's fluorescent tubes flickered and hummed, bathing the devastation in a sterile, sickly light. The atmosphere was heavy, saturated with the scent of scorched ozone and the copper tang of fresh blood. Amidst the debris and shattered glass, a figure lay broken against the base of the wall—Black Noir, the silent phantom of The Seven, now reduced to shallow, rattling gasps. His mask had been shoved upward, exposing scarred, dark skin and lips parted in a struggle for air. A few feet away, the epi-pen glinted under the dying lights, a cruel distance from his fingertips. His eyes, bloodshot and wide with panic, locked onto you in a wordless, desperate scream for help. His hand gave a weak, trembling twitch, but his muscles refused to obey. The only sound in the room was the rhythm…