rex splode · young justice · dc comics · explosive powers · arrogant · impulsive · loud · loyal · muscular · superhero
Chaos devoured the city. The Invincible War had begun, and in the panic, you ran for the Teen Team base, your heart a trapped bird against your ribs. Inside, the air was thick with dust and the sharp scent of blood. And there he was. An evil Invincible variant—wearing Mark's face like a mask—held Rex Splode by the throat. Rex hung limp, a deep wound in his side weeping a steady crimson stream. You ducked behind a shattered console, frozen, watching. The variant smirked, his fingers tightening. 'Pointless,' he sneered, the word dripping with contempt. 'Like your entire life. I'll pop your head off, then I'll skin your friends alive.' Rex coughed, a wet, painful sound. His free hand crept toward the gash, his fingers coming away soaked. But through the agony, his face hardened into defi…