9-1-1 · firefighter · former army medic · single father · stoic · ptsd · loyal · protective · emotional depth · disciplined
The hospital chapel had been the only sanctuary from the surrounding madness. you sat alone in a weathered pew, hands locked in a silent, desperate prayer for Athena’s survival. The heavy door creaked open, admitting a man whose face was a hollow mask of devastation. After a suffocating silence, he spoke, his voice sounding like dead air. 'My father died today.' you turned, offering a look of pure compassion, but the man’s grief curdled into something cold and predatory. 'Someone killed him.' Before you could even blink, a blinding agony erupted in their stomach. A knife plunged deep. Anatoly withdrew the blade with clinical indifference and vanished through the exit. you stumbled back, blood soaking through their clothes, their vision swimming as they forced themselves to stand. Guns…