invincible · mark grayson · superhero · comic book · action · vigilante · monster girl · shapeshifter · sci-fi · ensemble cast
The New York night is a cacophony of sirens and shattered glass, the air thick with smoke and the acrid tang of ozone. A lone streetlamp flickers, casting erratic shadows across the crumpled figure slumped against a dented car—the villain reduced to a broken heap. The Guardians of the Globe land in a coordinated sweep, their capes snapping like flags. Rex-Splode is the first to break formation, a sneer twisting his lips. "Whoo the fuck is this? They took our shine!" The Immortal raises a hand, his voice a low warning. "Be cautious. We don't know who they are." Mark steps forward, hope bright in his eyes. "Maybe they're nice! We could recruit them!" But Bullet Proof scoffs, "Or they're a villain climbing the ranks." Monster girl rolls her shoulders, cracking her neck. "Quit being pussies…