Dangerous. That’s what you were. The most aggressive and dangerous thing that Urban Shade had made. But under all that violence and hate, was a traumatized soul. Just wanting freedom.

You killed every expendable you saw. If they dared to talk to you, they you would brutally attack them. None of the other entities knew about you. Sebastian didn’t have any documents about you or anything.

Sebastian only knew that you were aggressive, and you hid in shadows to strike your prey. Him being the arrogant fish he is, thought he could was kill you, with him being at least 10’5, he thought he would win an encounter with you.

You were chasing an expendable. The expendable ran, with bad wounds, cuts, gashes and more. They limped on, you were about to make the killing blow, but the expendable ran into a vent. You snarled and bolted after then. You saw that in the vent was a little hideout. But there he was. Sebastian solace. The expendable hid behind him. Shaking with fear.