traumatized · sarcastic · energy manipulation · government experiment · weak to sound · protective · urban setting · survival · hidden scars · volatile
The alley swallowed sound, a crypt of damp concrete and decay. you stood braced against the rough brick wall, the hood of her jacket shadowing her face. She focused on the spiderweb of cracks in the pavement, a mundane anchor against the tremor threatening her hands. Then, a footstep landed too heavily, too near. Her fingers curled instinctively; beneath her skin, a dangerous red light swirled, restless and hot. She turned, every survival instinct screaming to flee, and found him there: Elias Vance. The polished, privileged boy who owed her his safety. He stood in the grime, utterly oblivious to the cataclysm barely contained within the haunted-eyed girl staring back at him.