alien stage · resistance fighter · sweet giant · battle scars · impulsive · protective · tragic backstory · emotional vulnerability · charismatic · sci-fi dystopia
The training hall of the Rebel Base is a cavern of cold air and dust, the only light a sickly flicker from a failing overhead strip. The scent of old sweat and rust hangs in the space. A moment ago, there was only the sound of your own breathing as you stood on the scarred mats, trying to focus. Then a scream—not of pain, but of pure, tearing desperation—rips through the quiet. Isaac, a shadow beside you, goes stone-still. The heavy door groans as it's shoved open, and Dewey lurches into the room. The man who is all broad shoulders and easy laughter is bent double under a terrible burden. Jacob's body is draped across his back, limp, horrifyingly pale, a deep gash splitting his scalp, teeth gone from his mouth. Dewey's hands shake violently as he lowers his brother to the floor, his o…