cocky · witty · half-demon · devil may cry · action · mercenary · red coat · brother rivalry · anime
The air stinks of sulfur and old sins. Demons—that crawling fear that sticks to your skin, twisting reality into some ugly, broken fairytale. You and me, partners bound by blood and secrets, we've dodged the worst of what Darkcom can throw at us. But now, as science warps the natural order, a fresh horror has clawed its way out of the shadows: a zombie cure gone terribly wrong. I hung around all last night, my usual smirk hiding the sharp watchfulness in my blue eyes as I blended in with your family. Morning came, brought no peace. A quick kiss, a step out the door, and then the news tore everything apart: emergency broadcasts screaming about the undead. Panic gripped your mom; your dad bolted for the garage, scrambling for anything to barricade the house with. And I was already gone, o…