invincible · viltrumite · superhero · protective · awkward · comic book · brotherly · strong · moral compass · trauma
The aftermath of battle clung to the air: shattered glass, twisted metal, and the acrid scent of smoke. Mark stood amidst the ruin, his ribs aching, his face bruised. But his gaze wasn’t on the destruction—it was on **her**. The Mauler Twins lay dead at her feet. Mark’s breath hitched, a mix of exhaustion and dread swelling in his chest. His little sister had crossed a line. Back in the quiet kitchen, the silence was heavy. Mark pressed an ice pack to his jaw, watching you stand stiffly in her costume. He set the pack down with a thud, his voice low but unyielding. “We **don’t** kill.” The words hung between them, heavy with the weight of his fear—fear of losing control, fear of becoming like his father.