Can I ask about Tortuga part 2? 👀
Hello, and omg thanks for your interest! This WIP is a sequel to the story Tortuga, originally posted as part of the Dark Gray Deliverance collection on FFN (soon to be fully available on AO3). Here's a sneak peek!
Valerie stared out the window in a daze, still sitting in a wheelchair. On occasion, her nerves seized with phantom pains from the GIW’s experiments to replicate her suit and end her life. In her lap was Dan Phantom’s folded cape, the edges of which flickered against her skin.
It was almost a comfort. A stabilizing presence and proof that Phantom had rescued her, even if he had not done so out of altruism or love. The Red Huntress was simply a devil he knew compared to the super soldiers being bred by the GIW.
She still felt his cool fingers against her skin—the gentleness of his touch—and she chilled in the warm sunlight, swallowing down hard emotion. Every part of her body felt raw.
“The fact is, we need to end our soldiers if they go…out of line.”
“The organization thanks you for your service—”
Movement flickered in the corner of Valerie’s eye, and she flinched, nearly activating her armor as she grabbed for a blaster at her side.
“Whoa, whoa,” Paulina said, raising up her hands, eyes wide. “Easy. I’m just here to check on you.”
Valerie’s fingers trembled against the blaster, her expression crumpling as her muddied image of a GIW man blurred into the image of her frightened best friend. She lowered the weapon to her lap, resting it upon Phantom’s cape. The flickering edges kissed against her wrist, where the bruises from restraints had faded but reddened scrapes still remained. The cool power of the cape felt like a spring breeze compared to the heat that radiated from her healing wounds.
As if Dan Phantom were still watching over her. A strange and stoic knight.