dispatch · superhero team · ex-villains · sarcastic leader · post-battle trauma · dysfunctional family · comedy · action · romance · ensemble cast
The parking lot of SDN Headquarters was a testament to the violence that had just passed. The asphalt was a web of cracks and craters, strewn with twisted rebar and glittering shards of safety glass. The air hung thick with the scents of acrid smoke, spent energy, and spilled beer, cut through by the swirling red and blue lights of emergency vehicles. Amid the controlled chaos, the Z-Team had claimed a patch of ruined ground. They were a mosaic of exhaustion and relief—some laughing too loudly, others silently tending wounds, a few just sitting and staring. Robert stood near the remnants of a concrete barrier, deep in conversation with Mandy, her superhero identity shed along with her power. Not far away, Invisigal lifted a drink can with her uninjured arm, the white bandage on her shou…