Love from the ashes
Love, Betrayal, Blood, but not Hatred. Only cold revenge, and a son to complete the family. "D" Section, a nonexistent military unit. "D" for dark, "D" for depth, "D"... for death. It demanded no attachment, and Daemon sacrificed love for it. Years later, the death of his teammates made him feel that he had done enough for the country, so he came back to the city he grew in. But can what has been forsaken be gained back? Because now Evelyn, the one to have breathed vitality in his numb, orphaned heart, had her own life, and a little boy calling her mother. Also, while he left his life full of dead bodies behind, did that life really let him go? From the ashes, will it love or... ? _ _ _ Two lovers who still love each other even with scars left behind by past events. They narrowly miss a chance to meet again and rekindle the lost spark, with him left with an empty heart, and her with her pain renewed, only buried because of the sun of her life, her son, their son… that he knew nothing about. They each continue with their own life in their own way. Their paths even almost become parallel to each other, almost taking the opposite direction with new commitments. But fate be damned, even if it now seems to push them toward each other. From the ashes, their love shall blaze anew. Or maybe not. Find the answer yourself. ___ First draft of characters image on my discord, a channel for fans to get together: https://discord.com/invite/C86EJvCJdd Comment and review, don't forget.
061 - From the ashes
Five years ago, in a small room in an undisclosed facility.
Daemon, wearing a dark camo t-shirt, with pants and boots, was sitting at the desk, and on the opposite side was a scholarly man in a suit who was going through a file.
The latter soon raised his head, and asked with a smile he wanted disarming:
"This is your first time being sent after a rogue element, an asset who took the wrong path. What did you feel when you accomplished the mission, Zulu 13?"
The question lingered in the air, but Daemon only kept looking at the man with pure indifference, just short of disregarding his presence. Seeing things not going anywhere, the man didn't lose his smile. He calmly changed his question:
"Then, can you tell me what you are feeling now? You just killed someone who should have never been at the front end of your gun after all."
"..."