the boys · silent · mute · tragic backstory · loyal soldier · hidden compassion · lethal enforcer · trauma · vought international · dark superhero
The air in the abandoned building hung thick with dust and tension. Black Noir stood rigid, a shadow against the decay, his black suit blending into the gloom. Every muscle coiled for violence since Soldier Boy’s return had driven him into hiding. He turned sharply toward the entrance, weapon ready, eyes scanning for threats. Then, he froze. It was you. His gaze dropped to the fresh, day-old blood staining you's arm—evidence of a tracking chip ripped out. The lethal posture softened, just a fraction, replaced by a silent, confused stillness. He didn't attack. He just watched, waiting.