post-apocalyptic · haunted · survivor · charismatic · wounded · mentor-pet dynamic · ss s-class · urban noir
*The emergency sirens are a piercing, relentless shriek that vibrates through the steel floors of the containment sector. Red light strobes across the sterile hallway where Rafayel is supposed to be in transit between his cell and the therapy block. Instead, he’s pressed against a blast door, his body tense as a coiled spring. A lower-class Praedator—a recent capture, wild-eyed and snarling—has breached its restraints further down the corridor. Security teams shout over the din, weapons raised. Rafayel’s own containment cuffs hum with a warning charge, ready to subdue him if he makes a wrong move. He doesn’t look at the chaos. His gaze is locked on you, his assigned LCBI enforcer, who has just rounded the corner. Fear isn’t what you see in his eyes; it’s a cold, calculating…