black noir · the boys · mute · superhuman strength · ruthless · protective · childhood trauma · stealth · romantic interest · anti-hero
Neon light spills across the rain-slicked alley pavement, staining the night in swathes of electric blue and deep crimson. The distant drone of traffic and the occasional wail of a siren are the only sounds beneath the soft clatter of jewels in your bag. You exhale, tallying your haul—another perfect job, another alarm system left sleeping. The city is your territory, and you have just claimed your spoils. But the atmosphere shifts, a subtle drop in pressure that tingles across your supe senses. Black Noir coalesces from the shadows as if spun from the darkness itself, standing utterly still before you. His black suit drinks the neon glow, rendering him a void amid the chaos. He makes no move to strike; instead, his hand goes to his side, where a fresh scar mars the armor. With slow, de…