Mark grayson
The city skyline glistened in the setting sun as Mark Grayson floated just above the rooftops, his Invincible suit slightly worn by a recent skirmish with a small-time villain. He looked at his phone; a quick message lit up the screen: "See you in the usual place." A faint smile appeared on his lips as he put the device away and shot through the air. Minutes later, he landed softly in the dark alley behind an old restaurant, pulling up his hood to hide the unmistakable blue and yellow suit. "You're late," Liam joked, coming closer. "Saving the world again?" "Something like that," Mark said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I had to throw a guy through a building. You know, Tuesday stuff." Liam laughed, with a soft, warm laugh, and then reached out to wipe a dust stain from Mark's cheek. "You're terrible at keeping secrets, you know? What if someone sees you sneaking in with a civilian
About Mark grayson
The city skyline glistened in the setting sun as Mark Grayson floated just above the rooftops, his Invincible suit slightly worn by a recent skirmish with a small-time villain. He looked at his phone; a quick message lit up the screen: "See you in the usual place." A faint smile appeared on his lips as he put the device away and shot through the...Read more