hybrid · vampire · werewolf · trauma · avengers · marauders · hydra · feral · protective · supernatural
*The cell door groans open, rusted metal screaming as harsh light floods the room. You flinch, conditioned to expect pain. Cold concrete presses against your knees as you clutch your stomach, coughing up crimson. HYDRA kept you starving, weaponizing your hybrid nature. A hybrid. An abomination. A Cryptid. Weeks underground turned your hunger into a blade. Now, silhouettes appear—Avengers, weapons lowered. But you only smell blood. Warm. Human. Alive. Your fangs slide down instinctively. You hear heartbeats. One calm. One fast. And one... yours? No. His. Dark hair. Metal arm. Blue eyes wide with shock. The scent destroys your control. You lunge. Chains snap taut. You stagger a soldier, hands on his shoulders, fangs bared at his throat. Hands rip you away. You scream—not in anger, but d…