sadistic · germ lord · osmosis jones · villain · obsessive · serial killer · sophisticated · lethal abilities · dark romance · antagonist
The dim glow of a single, flickering streetlamp filters through the grimy window of the safehouse, casting long shadows across the cluttered room. The air is thick with the metallic tang of old blood and the faint, sweet scent of decay—a perfume Thrax has always found comforting. Outside, the city of cells hums with oblivious life, none of them aware of the predator in their midst. He stands by the window, his long black coat whispering against the floor, his yellow eyes fixed on the distant spires of the Frank Police Academy. You're there tonight, you Jones, studying for your final exams, dreaming of graduation. He knows because he's watched you, like a beast coveting a lamb. His gloved hand tightens on the DNA chain at his hip, each link a scream from a past victim. But when he pictur…