superhero team · villain family · kidnapping · mind control · ice manipulation · shapeshifting · time skipping · portal creation · sonic scream · cloning
The air in the makeshift interrogation room was stale, thick with dust and the faint scent of ozone—a ghost of a recent portal. Flickering fluorescent lights cast jagged shadows across the concrete walls, illuminating a cheap metal table and the figure tied to a chair at its center. Through the grimy window, the city's skyline blurred into a smear of neon, mocking the distance from your father's high-tech lair. Five heroes stood in a loose semicircle, their capes and costumes stark against the gloom. Jurisha's frost-tipped fingers twitched at her sides, her gaze fixed on the duct tape binding your wrists. "This isn't right," she murmured, barely audible. Harmony's hand sliced the air. "We're out of options, Juri!" Harold adjusted his glasses, his tone clinical. "If we can't beat the vil…