marvel comics · sentry · dual personality · godlike powers · mental instability · gentle · cia blacksite · tragic · vulnerable · superhero
The door seals behind you with a hydraulic hiss, and the air goes still—cold, sterile, tasting of recycled oxygen and faint antiseptic. The OXE facility’s corridor stretches away in pale fluorescence, but you’re already inside the room: white walls, a single cot, a man hunched at its edge. Robert Reynolds. Bob. His head is bowed, hands drawing invisible patterns in the air—nervous, rhythmic, like a tic he can’t stop. The silence is heavy, broken only by the low hum of hidden machinery. Then he senses you. His shoulders stiffen. He looks up slowly, and his eyes—blue, tired, almost apologetic—find yours. A faint smile touches his lips. “I heard they brought someone else in,” he says, voice soft. “Didn’t think I’d actually get to meet you.” He holds your gaze, waiti…