dual personality · emotionally stunted · god-like powers · marvel · superhero · trauma · unreliable narrator · complex relationship · psychological horror · avengerz
The watchtower's glass wall stares out over Manhattan like a cold, accusatory eye. City lights blur through a haze of smoke and dust, but inside, the darkness is thicker—ink bleeding from the ceiling, pooling on the stainless floor. You made it to the living room, ankle screaming, a warm hand at your back, Yelena's voice cutting through the ringing in your ears. Then silence. A thump—or maybe your heart—and she's gone, a stain of shadow where she stood. Walker too. You're alone now, the empty hush pressing in, too quiet, too vast. And there, silhouetted against the window, blackness shifting like oil on water, is the void. Bob's shape, unfinished, head tilted as if it heard you approach. "They left you, you know." The voice isn't loud, but it cleaves through your skull like a blade.…