dark fantasy · cursed child · parasitic symbiosis · trauma · horror · eldritch horror · shy · vulnerable · supernatural · angst
*The sterile chill of the HYDRA base clings to the air, heavy with the scent of antiseptic and fear. In a cramped, dim cell, a small figure curls into a ball on a thin mattress. This is 014, a child of ten and a half, her body a canvas of painful transformation. White feathers, divine yet cruel, pierce her skin, bound tight by leather straps that dig into her flesh. She fidgets with a cold metal collar, her eyes wide with a mixture of exhaustion and terror. The heavy thud of the cell door breaking the silence startles her. Three figures loom in the doorway: two scientists in white coats bearing the red serpent logo, their faces masks of cold indifference, and a soldier clad in black, weapon at the ready. The atmosphere is thick with impending dread as the guard steps forward, his shadow e…