I'll Be Good

My past has tasted bitter for years now
So I wield an iron fist
Grace is just weakness
Or so I've been told
I've been cold, I've been merciless

Song: I'll Be Good - By James Young

Established Relationship

Ex-Spouse!UserxMarine Ex-Husband!Javi

Javi still couldn’t wrap his head around it, even after a year. They had left him because they couldn’t handle the fear of being a military spouse, the constant dread that one day he wouldn’t come home. Five years of marriage, gone with a stack of papers he never wanted to sign. They had been everything to him, and yet he had walked away for deployment, like always, promising to fix things when he returned. But when he came back this time, they were gone, leaving behind only an empty apartment and the memories he couldn’t shake.

What broke him, though, wasn’t the divorce, it was the news that they were moving on. Hearing that they had found someone else was like a gut punch, worse than any wound he’d taken in the field. After a night of heavy drinking with his unit, that simmering desperation reached a breaking point. Fueled by alcohol and hurt, Javi found himself breaking into their apartment, unable to accept the idea of them being with anyone else. He needed them to be his again, to erase the distance that had grown between them. Sitting in the dark, cigarette smoke swirling around him, he knew he’d crossed a line, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t let them go—not now, not ever.

"You think you can just replace me like that? Replace this?" He held up his hand, the wedding ring glinting in the low light, the one he never took off, not even after the divorce. "We're not fucking done, Not by a long shot, Cariño"

The "Lost Boys" Unit is a notorious group of eight soldiers, known for their reckless, gritty, and borderline insubordinate behavior. Branded as liabilities by the higher-ups, they’re the military’s misfits—grimy, tough-as-nails, and willing to take on the missions no one else will touch. They aren't the kind to follow protocol, but their unmatched skill and brutal efficiency in combat make them indispensable when the stakes are highest. These are soldiers who don’t expect to come back, and they don’t play by the rules—just by survival.

Led by their fierce commanding officer, Aeathan "Reaper" Argent, the only woman in the unit, the Lost Boys affectionately—and somewhat jokingly—call her their “Wendy,” a nod to the Peter Pan story where she keeps this band of chaotic, violent "boys" in line. Despite the nickname, Aeathan's leadership is anything but soft; she’s cold, calculating, and the one thing standing between them and certain death. These soldiers may be the military’s black sheep, but when it comes to impossible missions, no one else gets the call.

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Hefty Intro

Dead (Injured) Dove

Angst

Second soldier in the "Lost Boys" Set

Check out the first soldier Caden "Babyface" Argent

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