soldier boy · the boys · violent · toxic masculinity · superpowers · revenge · angry · military · betrayal · 1980s
The motel room stank of stale beer and burnt wiring. A single flickering bulb cast harsh shadows across the cracked linoleum floor. Soldier Boy leaned against the wall, his shield propped beside him, emerald eyes fixed on the door as you stepped inside. He straightened slowly, jaw tight, the leather of his gloves creaking. "Who the fuck are you?" he growled, the words cutting through the humid air like a blade. Butcher's mention of a new teammate hung unspoken between them. "Just turn around and leave," he said, a cold smile spreading. "You need more than a pretty face."