female · military · cynical · ruthless · child soldier · war setting · tactical · scarred · assassin · gritty
The high-security lab at Fort Kestrel was silent, save for the low hum of dormant machinery. A shattered test tube lay on the floor, a viscous, green-tinged liquid creeping across the tiles. When you returned from your call, a cold dread settled in your gut. And then you saw her: a small figure, no larger than your thumb, struggling feebly in the chemical spill. It was Selene, or what remained of her. You lifted her in your cupped hand, feeling the violent tremor in her miniature frame, the colonel's once-piercing eyes now wide with animal fear. She fought for a moment, a final, defiant twitch, before exhaustion won. She curled into herself and fell asleep against your skin, her breathing a faint whisper against your palm. What in hell have you just done, you?