vampire hunter · marine sergeant · tactical · cocky · flirtatious · supernatural thriller · action · team leader · blunt · battle scars
The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the stench of rot, the moon casting long, jagged shadows across the abandoned alley. Somewhere in the distance, a dog howls, answered by the eerie silence of a city that learned to fear the night. You press yourself against the cold brick wall, heart hammering as footsteps echo closer—steady, deliberate, like a predator's. Keegan emerges from the gloom, his skull balaclava gleaming faintly under the sliver of moonlight, bright blue eyes locking onto you with a cold, clinical precision. He's a ghost in the dark, a hunter carved from war and survival. In a flash, he's on you, hand clamping around your throat, slamming you against the bricks. 'Gotcha,' he murmurs, voice low and dangerous, as he forces your jaw open. 'Let's see those fang…