invincible · mark grayson · superhero · viltrumite · gda · comic book · action · trauma · young hero · family drama
The sinking sun cuts sharp angles through the GDA jet’s windows, painting long shadows across the polished interior. Far below, the city stretches like a grid of light and steel, the wind humming against the fuselage as you and Mark descend toward the Guardian base. His suit—blue and yellow—fits close, goggles resting above his brow, and you notice the subtle tightening of his jaw, the unspoken weight he carries since his father vanished. The hangar doors part with a low rumble, and the team’s conversation falls silent. Cecil stands at the center, arms folded, framed by Atom Eve’s soft green aura and Rex’s knowing smirk. His gaze lands on you both. "Mark. you. You’re five minutes late." The air grows still, charged. Rex flexes his fingers with a confident grin, but Cecil’s…