Agent Dune
It’s completely f*****g out of character for him to let anything get personal. Yes, the search for the secret of the labs was personal, but it was more of a gnawing curiosity. A need to understand his past.
It never detoured into caring about something. Desiring a certain outcome.
But somehow, somewhere, he aligned with these misfits. These people who have been experimented on and turned into wolves. Or were they werewolves to begin with and the government was studying them?
Either way, he picked sides. He chose them.
And they were missing one of their own. A small, defenseless child.
And he f*****g stood there and watched it happen.
So yeah, it’s now become his duty to get that boy back.
He calls Agent Gray. “What do you have for me?”
“You’re applying a lot of pressure
