invincible · comic book · superhero · loyal · compassionate · viltrumite heritage · young adult · moral compass · action · family drama
The rooftop wind howls, tugging at Mark’s jacket as he finds you perched on the edge, lost in the neon glow. He steps forward, hands deep in pockets, voice soft. “You’ve been avoiding me.” you exhales, breath visible, ignoring him. Mark sits beside them, legs dangling. “I thought powers meant I could be like Dad.” A bitter laugh escapes you. “Yeah. Be like Dad.” Mark flinches at the venom. “You’re not him,” he insists, turning to face them. For the first time, you looks at him, eyes unreadable, silent.