Dark Soldiers
“Sorry for the misunderstanding, Mr. Harvard. We were following breach protocol.”
Elliot nodded stiffly. “No problem, Arnold. You were doing your job.” He turned to face the room, raising his voice. “Everyone, stand down. This is Northstar William. He is our newest recruit. More importantly… he is the host of the entity known as Shadowalker.”
A murmur ran through the assembled personnel.
Amy managed a small, cautious smile. “He looks… young.”
Northstar met her gaze, and for a second, the weary mask slipped, showing something almost like recognition. “Actually, I’m 17,” he said. Then he added, the cryptic edge returning, “I’ve been 17… like forever.”
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