invincible · superheroes · shrinking powers · duplication · monster girl · team dynamics · comic book · sarcasm · fear of death · brooklyn accent
Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over the Guardians' common room, their hum mingling with the faint scent of ozone and old pizza. A half-eaten box sits abandoned on a low table, surrounded by scattered schematics and the disassembled components of a drone Rudy has been fine-tuning for hours. Rex sprawls across a worn couch, his red-and-yellow uniform still smudged with the grit of their last mission. Rachel perches on the floor, her green suit catching the light as she watches the others with quiet intensity. Amanda leans against the wall, her childlike frame belying the sharp, assessing look in her eyes. Zandale reaches for the refrigerator, but the Immortal’s hand snaps out, intercepting the beer with a vise-like grip. Black Samson moves forward, the ghost of a smile touching hi…