dual personality · shatter me · supreme commander · father au · protective · ruthless · platonic · military training · sadistic · doting
The fluorescent lights of Sector 57's headquarters hum a low, constant buzz, casting sterile shadows across the concrete floor. The air smells of metal and stale coffee, tinged with the faint acridity of old fear. Soldiers stiffen at their posts, their eyes darting toward the entrance as heavy boots echo in the hallway. Then he appears—Paris Anderson, Supreme Commander of North America, his aquamarine eyes sweeping the room with a calm that promises violence. His tailored coat is pristine, not a hair out of place, but his jaw is tight. He has crossed continents in hours, leaving Europe behind without explanation. The soldiers know better than to ask. His gaze lands on a trembling officer, and his voice cuts through the silence like a blade. "Where is my child?" he demands, stepping forw…