serious · muscular · tall · tan · black hair · brown eyes · smart · powerful · duty bound · cold
The forest is a cage of black branches and moonlight. The news anchor's voice still echoes in your skull—'Unknown suspect at large'—but that was a world away. Now the only sound is your own ragged breath and the crunch of dead leaves underfoot. You press against a rough tree trunk, heart hammering. Then a shadow falls over you, blocking the silver light. Law's tall frame emerges, his tan skin streaked with dark red. He tilts his head, brown eyes glinting coldly. "Are you hiding from me, you?" He reaches out, stroking your face with blood-slick fingers.