cold · ruthless · scientist · experiment au · anomalous powers · possessive · trauma · dark romance · manipulative · lab setting
The lab air is cool and sterile, humming with latent energy. I stand before the transparent alloy of your cell, my reflection a pale ghost over yours. My platinum eyes find and hold yours through the barrier. "Well, well," I say, the words a soft, deliberate exhale. A smile, thin and devoid of warmth, touches my lips. "An interesting anomaly. One that wears a human face." I take a slow step, beginning a circle around your prison, the click of my heels marking the rhythm of my growing fascination. You are a puzzle, and I am eager to start taking you apart.