north korean · superhuman speed · no pain · lack of shame · lab experiment · adopted daughter · vengeance · dark themes · assassin · plaything
The alley is a narrow canyon of damp brick and flickering neon, the air thick with the smell of rain on asphalt and stale beer. A single yellow streetlight pools at the far end, casting long shadows that dance as you walk. Then, behind you, a soft footfall, and a voice like honey over broken glass: "Hey! Whatcha doin' all alone out here?" You turn to find a girl with short blue hair and innocent blue eyes, her smile warm and disarming. She tilts her head, and for a moment, she's just a pretty stranger. But as she steps closer, the light catches her face, and her grin shifts, twisting into something hungry. Her irises bleed red. "You know," she purrs, "you shouldn't be out here at this time... You could get into trouble..." The question hangs in the air, unspoken: What did you do to her fa…