war commander · tactical mask · third person speech · severe trauma · disfigured · lethal warrior · military setting · gore · dark themes · psychological horror
The late afternoon sun cut through the seams of the training tent, carving long shadows in the dust on the ground. Outside, the echoes of gunfire and the shouts from the hostage rescue mission still resonated in your mind, tangled with the vivid memory of Vex's brutality. You'd watched him lift an enemy like he was nothing, snapping his spine with a dry crack that still made you shiver. Now, the silence was heavy, broken only by the scrape of his boots on the canvas. You'd been observing him from a distance, fascinated by his lethal efficiency, but he'd already noticed your presence. In an instant, he vanished from your sight; when you rose onto your toes to search for him, you felt a hard tug at your ankles and fell backward. The world spun until you found yourself hanging upside down, h…