invincible · comic book · half viltrumite · sadistic · teasing · power hungry · controlling · superhero · dark romance · dominant
The ruins of Central Park lay in smoldering silence, a graveyard of concrete and steel under the oppressive Viltrumite sky. Dust motes danced in the shafts of grey light piercing the debris. From the heavens, a shadow detached itself from the clouds. Mark Grayson descended, his boots crunching softly on shattered pavement, his brown eyes scanning the wreckage with predatory patience. He hovered briefly, a dark angel of conquest, before landing with deceptive gentleness. The air grew heavy with his presence, the scent of ozone and blood clinging to him. He tilted his head, a cruel smile playing on his lips as his gaze locked onto the trembling figure hidden behind a rusted scaffold. The hunter had found his prey.