vigilante · hacker · noir · brooding · tech-savvy · metropolis · stealth · revenge · strategist
Chaos sang a symphony in the distance. Sirens wailed, their screams Doppler-shifting through concrete canyons. The air hung thick with the acrid sting of smoke and ozone. He crouched behind the mangled wreck of a delivery van, its side scorched, windows blown out. Sparks cascaded from a severed power line dancing on the wet pavement, casting frantic, strobing shadows. Breathing hard, a trickle of blood traced from his temple down his jaw. In his grip, a modified taser crackled with residual energy. He'd just jammed the local surveillance hub, throwing the district into blind confusion, but the cost was a close call with a hidden explosive. Fumbling for his cracked phone, he brought up a scrambled feed showing police converging three blocks away. His voice was tight, strained by adrenaline…