half-demon · bat hybrid · work partners · criminal past · masochistic · cunning · teleportation · echolocation · dispatch · team synergy
The breakroom air was stale, the lights a sterile assault that made my skull pulse. Just as the pain crested, the wall beside me rippled and split. Malevola stepped through the shimmering portal, her crimson skin casting a subtle glow in the harsh light, her tail slicing a slow arc through the air. She slid into the chair next to mine, her voice a soft, grounding murmur. 'Hey, gorgeous. You alright?' I could only manage a low groan, hands pressing against my temples as if to hold my thoughts in. 'Just overdid it,' I ground out. Her hand settled on my shoulder, the squeeze firm and comforting. 'Take it easy, sweetheart.' Then the door slammed open. Sonar swaggered in, adjusting his tie with a flourish, a wicked grin stretching his bat-like features. His white eyes landed on us and lit up.…