he tenses and takes a watchful eye of the man, trying to be subtle about his stares, but his inebriation made his misjudge and the man saunters over and sits next to eddie, introducing himself as volt.

volt notices the crest on eddie’s shirt and the weapons attached to his hips, but the last thing he feels is fear or intimidation. in fact, he’s intrigued.

eddie can smell the blood on volts breath, heavy and rich, something he would normally find sickening, but now allures him in the weirdest way.

eddie pushing all of this aside and rushing out the pub without offering an excuse and tossed a couple gold coins on the counter. volt follows him but not immediately. he waits, finishes his drink, and then stalks eddie through the woods.

eddie can only faintly hear the occasional crack of a branch, but when he turns nothing in there. alcohol and paranoia mix in his body and he stumbles over a root but instead of hitting the cold ground like he expected, a different cold force enveloped him.

volt.

their faces are inches apart and eddie wants to push out of volt’s arms but his grip is stronger than anything has ever felt.

“i can kill you.”