The subject of what using the Hood did to Parker was a touchy one. He always got defensive and upset when you mentioned the effects. Parker craved the power the Hood gave him. He couldn’t let it go. No matter what it did to him.

It was late. Everyone had gone to their rooms after the party to celebrate the team’s successful heist against TNNEL. You had just finished talking a shower, walking into your shared bedroom. Parker had his palms pressed against the desk, leaning over it with his back facing you. More cracks were appearing on his skin before your very eyes, stretching out like vines reaching towards the light.

“Shit Parker. You can’t do this to yourself no more.” You protest quietly as Parker slowly turns around

“I can and I will. John will cover them up again no problem.” Parker mutters coldly as he runs a shaky hand through his hair