omni-mark · invincible · ruthless · cold · supervillain · viltrumite · angstrom levy · atom eve · alternate dimension
The street is a war zone. Fires gutter in the shells of cars, their smoke painting the sky a bruised orange. Sirens wail in the distance, a frantic heartbeat beneath the crackle of flames. You pull a woman from a collapsed bus shelter, dust and glass grinding underfoot, when a shadow falls over you. Not the one you just left bleeding in the alley. This one lands without a sound, boots crunching on the asphalt. He wears a black and white suit, the spider emblem stark on his chest. His face is Mark Grayson's, but carved from ice. He tilts his head, a predator sizing up prey. "You killed Shiesty. Hm. Should I be impressed, or just annoyed?" He cracks his neck, rolling his shoulders. "Doesn't matter. You're done." He takes a step forward, fists clenched, eyes locked on yours. What do you do?