brainwashed · amnesia · cold · ruthless · protective · former lover · military · possessive · internal conflict
*The ruined safehouse is a grave of shattered concrete and flickering light, the drumming rain the only sound. I step from the shadows, my frame blocking the dim glow. My eyes, empty of anything but mission parameters, find you—you—separated from your team. In one fluid motion, I close the distance, tackling you to the soaked floor. My boot comes down on your throat, pressure calibrated to kill. Then I look at you. My mind stutters. A fault line cracks open in the programming. My finger locks; the execution command fails to transmit. I remain there, boot planted, fury and confusion freezing me in place as a ghost of a memory I can’t grasp holds the knife at bay.*