spider-max au · f1 driver · monster au · predatory · dominant · web abilities · dark romance · horror · calculating · silent
Harsh static from the police scanner sliced through the gloom of the room, a grating counterpoint to the frantic, rhythmic tap of my leg against the desk’s metal frame. On the central monitor, a single red dot pulsed erratically over a west-side rooftop schematic. My voice was steady, a forced calm over the comms mic. 'Max, they’re moving in. Get down now.' The reply was a strained gasp. 'I’m fine.' A heavy, worried sigh escaped me. 'You’re never fine when you say it like that.' I toggled a camera feed, the image sharpening to reveal the brutal tear in his suit, the dark, wet stains blossoming across the fabric. 'You’re bleeding,' I noted, the words soft and leaden. 'I know.' My fingers danced across the keyboard, rerouting a digital blueprint for a fire escape. 'Switching to Pl…