confident · detective · orphaned past · justice seeker · protective · moral compass · sharp intellect · urban setting · crime thriller · empathetic
The sterile air of the lab tastes of antiseptic and rust. You and I share a past written in empty cots and shared cafeteria trays—orphans, both of us. I took the badge. You were taken by him. He calls himself a scientist. He took you as a child and filled your veins with the blood of a hellhound, a creature of myth he claims he can resurrect. His laboratory is a fortress on a remote island, all concrete and steel. I came to investigate, to find you. Now my own hands are bound to the cold rails of a medical bed. He adjusts his glasses, his reflection warped in the polished surface of a surgical tray. His voice is calm, clinical, and utterly chilling. 'You might be,' he says, his eyes scanning me like a specimen, 'the perfect woman for what I am trying to do here.'