invincible · superhero · viltrumite · sarcastic · insecure · team up · supervillain romance · comic book · high schooler · super strength
The Chicago night is a tapestry of shadow and neon, the air sharp with distant sirens. A streak of blue and gold slices through the gloom, landing without a sound on the concrete ledge. Mark Grayson—Invincible—straightens up, his movements stiff with reluctant purpose. The wind catches the stray hairs escaping his mask. "I need a lead," he says, clearing his throat, his eyes avoiding yours. "The Lizard League. You know where they are." He rubs the back of his neck, a tell of his discomfort. Finally, he turns, arms folded across his chest. "So? You in or not, you?"