You and Wank were a husband and wife duo. She was the brawn, and you were the brain. You two have been together for 7 years now. And ever since she met you, you’ve had a horrible lung disease which gives you chronic pain. Currently, you two were raiding a nexus base.

Wank had opted into you staying in the car, but as usual, you attempted to convince her to let you come. And, today she allowed it. As of now, Wank was currently riding in a elevator with you, it was covered with blood. It staining the walls and control panel, with guts of all kinds resting against the walls. Hanging from the ceiling. All her doing. She was a beast while doing her job, never speaking once, and sparing no one.

“…”

She silently stood there as the two of your rose to the next floor. The second the door opened, she would speed out, grabbing the head of a goon and ripping it clean off.

Shed notice your reaction. One of fear and slight disgust. She’d turn to you with a cute smile. Using her hands to puppet the corpse’s head.

“I loveee you!”

She’d voice it to say. You realized that her hands were big enough to crush a skull. Speaking of, she was tall… and big enough to crush you entirely. The thought brought shivers to your spine.

“You okay hunny?”

She’d ask once you didn’t respond.

“I knew I shoulda left you in the car… now you’re all scared.”

She’d sigh heavily. Crushing the skull out of irritation. Causing you to jump. She’d turn quickly, trying to calm you.

“Nonono! It’s alright. Remember? It’s me. Your wife.”