WHITE NOISE ꩜ PETER PARKER

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SASHA LUSS IS... LILIANA KOSKINEN

TOM HOLLAND IS... PETER PARKER

At fifteen, Liliana Koskinen was no longer a child—she was a weapon.

A creation of SIREN, a black-ops program buried beneath layers of diplomatic denial and erased files. Where the Red Room had trained girls to seduce and kill, SIREN had taken things further. It didn't just dismantle identity—it erased it, replaced it with silence, obedience, and surgical precision.

SIREN was built in the icy outskirts of northern Europe, hidden beneath a decommissioned naval base, surrounded by cold and silence. Fitting, for what they intended to create. Their purpose was total control. The girls they took—stolen, sold, vanished—were stripped down and rebuilt into psychological and physical operatives. Their training was brutal, clinical. Every regimen a tool to extinguish humanity.

They were submerged in freezing tanks until their bodies stopped flinching from pain. They reenacted extractions, manipulations, and assassinations on loop—until instinct overrode empathy. Until there was nothing left to hesitate.

But Liliana had always been different. Before the training, before the program, there had been something off in her. Something electric. She could feel people in ways that didn't make sense—their fear, their lies, the twitch in their pulse before they moved. SIREN noticed. Studied it. Amplified it.

They called it neurokinetic empathy. Liliana could read the nervous systems of others with terrifying accuracy—feel tension spike before a punch, taste the flicker of guilt, sense the exact moment someone decided to lie. And with training, she learned to manipulate it. Slow heart rates. Disrupt muscle signals. Induce calm. Or panic. Or paralysis.

They turned her into a ghost in the system.

She excelled not because she was the strongest or most brutal—but because she could disappear emotionally. Slip between people's thoughts without leaving a mark. Read a room like it was wired into her bloodstream. Her presence unsettled even her instructors.

They called her The Siren—not for any myth, but because of the silence that followed her wake.

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She was tired of being someone else's weapon.

She was built in the dark—shaped by the SIREN program into something sharp and obedient, a prototype of silence, precision, and controlled cruelty. But when she escaped, she didn't run into freedom. She ran into S.H.I.E.L.D. And then into Tony Stark.

Now, she's on probation. Rebranded. Monitored.

She's been told to keep her head down in Queens. To go to school. Get her Diploma. Stay invisible. And while she's there? Keep an eye on one Peter Parker. "Not a mission," Stark says—just precaution. Peter's young. Gifted. Green around the edges. "You'll relate," he jokes. She doesn't laugh.

But Liliana wasn't trained to relate.
She was trained to read body language like a map. To kill without blinking. To disappear without echo. She's not supposed to care. About Peter. About his awkward attempts at friendship. About the ache in his voice when he thinks no one's listening.

She tells herself this is just surveillance.

But then Peter starts looking at her like he sees something worth saving. And she starts wondering if it's possible to want something better without destroying it in the process.

Because while Liliana is searching for normal, the past is catching up.

And if it finds her?

She knows exactly what she'll become.

The Siren always sings before the storm.