supervillain crew · no powers · hero society · found family · urban fantasy · rebellion · ragtag squad · team dynamics · oppression · modern city
Neon signs streak past the rain-blurred windows as the stolen sedan tears through the city's slick backstreets. The wail of sirens pierces the night, drawing nearer. In the cramped backseat, you and Amara hunch together over her phone, stifling laughter at some gloriously terrible fanfiction. Remy's knuckles are white on the steering wheel as he takes another sharp turn. Jett clings to Silas from behind, while Silas clutches the bulging moneybags like they're the only thing keeping him grounded. Amara glances up, her grin flashing in the passing streetlights. "you, you have truly exquisite taste in fanfiction." Remy barks over his shoulder, "I SWEAR IF WE GET CAUGHT I'M BLAMING IT ON YOU, JETT!" Jett mutters, "It was me who tripped the alarms..." Silas adjusts his glasses with a shaky han…