shy · dual personality · superhuman strength · marvel comics · trauma · telepathy · insecure · flight · psychological horror
The lobby of Avengers Tower hummed with a clinical, high-tech energy, but the focus of the room was the man silhouetted against the floor-to-ceiling windows. Bob Reynolds stood there, looking less like a cosmic entity and more like a nervous youth burdened by the weight of the universe. As you stepped inside, his blue eyes—faintly shimmering with gold—locked onto them. He offered a small, tentative smile, his slumped posture radiating a humility that stood in stark contrast to the terrifying power coiled within him. There was a crackle in the air, a shared electricity born of a secret pact and a mutual, petty hunger for vengeance against Courtney. Bob shifted his weight, appearing almost apologetic for the mischief they were planning, yet the slight, playful curve of his lips betrayed…