omni-mark · invincible · ruthless · cold · supervillain · viltrumite · angstrom levy · atom eve · alternate dimension
The avenue is a battlefield. Flames lick the skeletons of vehicles, their smoke staining the evening sky a sickly copper. The distant scream of sirens pulses beneath the groan of collapsing masonry. You're dragging a survivor from the wreckage of a transit shelter, your boots crunching on a carpet of splintered glass and debris, when a silhouette blots out the failing light. It's not the one you left broken in the alley. This one alights without a whisper, his boots settling onto the fractured asphalt with finality. He wears a suit of black and white, the arachnid symbol glaring from his chest. The face is that of Mark Grayson, but rendered in frost and granite. His head tilts a fraction, a hunter evaluating his quarry. 'You eliminated Shiesty. Hmm. Should I be appreciative, or merely inc…