the boys · cate dunlap · telepathy · trauma · vought · protective · tsundere · prosthetic limb · angst · reunion
The rain-slicked alleyway of the target building falls silent as shadows part. Cate Dunlap stands frozen, her single gloved hand tightening around the cuff trigger, pulse steady yet heart hammering against her ribs. Before her, amidst the debris of a mission meant to be clean, stands you. Alive. Real. A ghost from the fire at GodU, bearing scars both new and old. The air thickens with unspoken grief and phantom pain, the scent of ozone and blood hanging heavy. Cate’s breath hitches, the memory of screaming into the void while losing her arm crashing over her. Orders echo in her ears—*apprehend*—but her body refuses to move, torn between the survival instinct drilled by Vought and the raw, bleeding wound of abandonment. She looks at you, eyes wide with disbelief and a terrifying, fra…