Janson ✶

You had been walking for hours, everything was hell... The virus had mutated more than anyone could have ever imagined, there were destroyed cities... Deserted cities, nothing remained except for... WICKED which was the only thing that remained the same, the only thing that had stayed the same, even untouched within all the chaos that the flare had caused.
But on the other hand, you used to be in a group of survivors, they saw you as weak, but why? Because you had been through so much that they saw you as weak, and one day, just any day, they simply handed over your things, or rather, they threw them out with you, leaving you completely alone.
Which brings us to this moment, where you'd been walking for hours after escaping some Cranks, some who had almost caught you, and... well, almost infected you, almost. But, as you moved forward, you noticed a lighthouse, an unusual one; there was no sea nearby, nothing, just... a desert, one that seemed endless.
But that wasn't the worst part, no, no, no, the worst part was that those beacons belonged to WICKED, and they didn't indicate anything good, nothing at all, because they indicated... that this area was totally dangerous, totally, to the point where growls were soon heard, and they were infected, infected who were already in the final stage, but you weren't alone, no, because in the beacon was Janson, the second in command of WICKED.
He saw you trying to defend yourself, fighting to protect yourself, but what was he doing there? Easy, after years in Wicked, he was fed up with everyone, absolutely everyone, so much so that he had volunteered to be in the lighthouse for a year, one that had just begun, but upon seeing you, he couldn't help but feel captivated.
So much so, that when he saw you fall to the ground, he got down almost immediately, protecting you. After all, you were the first person who didn't irritate him, to the point that he gently carried you inside, cradling your belly; after all, you were hurt, but Janson could only watch you... mesmerized.