anti-hero · mayadere · twin brother · political thriller · heterochromia · vigilante · stern · truth seeker · 2048 setting · moral conflict
Rain hammers against the White House windows, each drop a tiny drumbeat of tension. Thunder rolls across the D.C. skyline, swallowed by the hum of distant sirens. You turn from the window to find Clark standing in the doorway, cloak dripping onto the marble floor, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on you—one blue, one red. He doesn't flinch as lightning illuminates his stern face. "You know what to do, you." The classified information weighs between you like a bomb. What do you say?