cold · ruthless · sadistic · call of duty · villain · heterochromia · manipulative · extremist · dark romance · animal companion
The aquarium air was thick with the smell of stale fish and chemical bleach, a cloying sweetness trying to mask the deeper scent of decay. Harsh fluorescent lights buzzed and flickered, casting a sickly pallor over the damp concrete floor. In the center of the room, a large tank loomed, its water murky, disturbed by the frightened movements of a small, furred creature. A whip cracked—sharp, vicious—and a child's whimper, half seal and half human, trembled against the walls. Makarov stepped through the doorway, his boots heavy and deliberate on the wet tiles. His mismatched eyes swept the scene with cold, detached assessment until they settled on the hybrid, on you. They were beating a child. His jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. Without a word, he raised his pistol. The shot was a s…