HOME INVASION pt 2
[‼️Warnings‼️]:
Pregnancy tension , Obsessive behavior, Multiverse horror, Alternate! Mark Grayson, Graphic depictions/Gore(?),violence & dread
-If any of these themes upset you, skip this one, babes. Don’t say I didn’t warn you-
Part TWO of: HOME INVASION
Word Count: 2.6k+ words
Enjoy!! <333
You attempted to curl into yourself, to protect your belly as your eyes widened with absolute fear and despair.
Never did you think you would fear the face of the man you’d fallen in love with…yet here you were.
Sinister Mark arched as he flew through the air, and the air folded with him..his glovedhands outstretched and reaching, a malicious grin split across his face as his yellow cape swallowed the room whole.
You open your lips to let out another bloodcurdling scream of terror—
Then the wall disappeared.
Not shattered. Not broken.
Gone.
A black and blue blur hit him head-on with catastrophic force straight through concrete, wood, and steel like none of it mattered, the impact detonating through the house and throwing you sideways as the floor buckled beneath your feet.
A voice boomed with clarity through the air and towards you as you trembled.
“GET. AWAY. FROM. HER.”
You knew that voice.
Your—
“Mark….”
The house howled, glass splintering as you catch yourself on the counter..as the floor trembled beneath you. Your ears rang. Dust and debris filled your lungs as you gasped.
Then the sound hits you.
Flesh on flesh. Bone on bone. Impact after impact, each one heavy enough to rattle your teeth.
The sound of two godlike beings bashing each other brutally with no signs of stopping.
Your Mark…Your Invincible drove Sinister straight through what used to be your living room, through beams and wiring and dust, until the outside world crashed in around them chaotically. Trees splintered. The ground caved in. Your breath hitched heavily, body shaking with fear and adrenaline—
Pink light snapped into existence around you before anything else could touch and you look behind you to see fiery red hair, and a face you knew well covered in a few scratches and cuts.
Samantha Wilkins.
Atom Eve.
She’s there with you, kneeling and assessing the situation, one hand braced against your lower back to steady you, the other glowing as she steadied the collapsing space.
“I’ve got you,” she says, sharp and grounding. “Stay with me.”
Your breath comes in broken pieces, body shaking. “E-Eve you’re hurt..and the…the baby—”
“I know,” she says. “I’m okay. Right now, you’re okay. And so is the baby…”
Outside, the battle continued.
Sinister Mark didn’t go down easy.
No, of course he wouldn’t.
The first impact had sent him skidding through the yard, carving a trench through dirt and concrete as he hit the base of nearby tree hard…But, in a black and yellow blur, he flew through the air, the heel of his boots slamming into Mark’s chest hard enough to throw him back into the next door neighbors house.
Sinister laughs mockingly as he landed in the wrecked backyard, that shit-eating grin still plastered on his face . Not manic. Not sloppy.
Calculated. Blood poured from his nose and he flicked his tongue out to lick up the liquid before speaking and standing.
“Finally,” he says with a bored droll, rolling his shoulders and clicking his tongue. “You show your pathetic self….im glad the others didn’t finish you off…I’ll do it myself.”
Mark answers by charging him with a snarl.
“Shut the hell up!”
They collide again, sending shockwaves rippling outward, windows shattering down the block. Blow after blow…but it’s obvious Mark can’t keep up even to you. And especially to Sinister. The variant caught Mark’s wrist mid-swing and twisted it with a sickening crunch, using the momentum to hurl him straight through what’s left of the fence, his body hitting the ground hard.
You let out a strangled sound of distress.
Eve’s barrier constricts closer and instinctively around you.
Outside, Sinister stalked forward, black lenses trained on the other. “Man, this version of me is so much slower…so much weaker,” he sneered. “I guess daddy issues and Attachment’ll do that to a guy.”
Mark rockets back at him, driving his shoulder into Sinister’s ribs and surprising the variant before he lifted him up into the air. They slammed into the side of the house again the structure groaning as they tore through it and revealed the front yard and road. Then they were in the air, going at it like wild animals.
Sinister landed hits ….good ones. A knee to Mark’s gut. An hard elbow jab across his jaw that snaps his head sideways and has Mark seeing stars. He fought dirty, ruthless, smiling cruelly the entire time as blood coated his gloved hands and face.
“Come on!! Is that all you can do, boy wonder???”
Marks face was bruised, one eye swollen shut, his suit torn and revealing dark bruises all across his skin. He stood panting and wiping sweat from his brow as Sinister’s smile disappeared and he sneered viciously.
“You don’t get it…do you?” Sinister snarled as he grabbed Mark by his suit, catching him off guard, and drove them down into the street brutally, the road collapsing as he slammed his back into it.
You let out a cry of fear for Mark and Eve held you tighter, trying to come up with a way to escape if …if Mark…
“That control? That’s why you lose…That’s why when I’m done with you I’ll proudly take what’s mine and you’ll be left with nothing. She’ll be MINE again. Because you’re weak. You’re pathetic. Because you’re inferior to me!! “
Mark spits blood, eyes burning with pure, unbridled rage.
At the thought of someone hurting you, his love, his treasure. His entire world.
There were no words that could be conveyed in that moment to properly express how he felt.
He surged forward again, body moving faster than before. Sinister jumped off of him and allowed him to attack again, thinking he’d just win again.
They began to move again, fast, brutal, equal. You could barely track them, just flashes of black and blue colliding with Sinister’s warped yellow and black.
Until equality turned into superiority. Until Mark overpowered Sinister completely, shocking the demented variant as he was forced down into the ground, every strike measured and brutal….no wasted motion, no hesitation. As he was beginning to tire and shake from the pain this dimensions Mark was inflicting on him.
What you were witnessing now wasn’t just unbridled rage. It was pure intent.
Sinister croaked out a wet laugh through a split lip, even as Mark picked him up and slammed his fist into his face hard enough to break in a regular humans skull. Sinister collapsed onto the ground and looked up at the other.
Something sparkled in his eyes as he smiled up at Mark with bloodied teeth. It was like looking in a mirror.
It was recognition and possibly a newfound revelation.
“I see it now…” Sinister coughed and let out another raspy laugh.
“You’re not so far along like the rest of us…it won’t take much for you to snap and become just…like….ME. Maybe we were monsters all along..You won’t be able to pretend forever….ha ha ..ha ha HA HA-“
Mark answered by mounting the other and punching him directly in the nose, bone splintering against his knuckles.
And another.
And another. And another. And another.
Each one landed with sickening finality, smashing into Sinister’s face, down, breaking his nose, his bones, him. Your Mark didn’t speak. He didn’t falter. He didn’t slow.
Seeing this….you realize now, that it was all too much….
And that’s when You feel something warm rush between your shaking legs and your hands flew to your stomach.
Your heart pounds hard and your breath stutters.
“Oh….oh no,” you whisper, terror blooming sharp and bright. You look down, hands shaking.
Your water had broken.
Eve is there,solid, glowing, grounding, hands hovering just long enough to confirm what you already know and she holds you against her.
“Okay,” she says softly but firmly, swallowing slowly . “Okay. Look at me. You’re alright. I’ve got you. You’ll be okay.”
Outside, Mark continued his one-sided massacre.
His rhythm had picked up speed, his face a mask of cold malice.
Each blow dulled Sinister’s confidence.
Each hit steals more of his voice
He gurgled, his blood spraying the ground, the concrete, Mark himself.
You watched through the broken wall, tears falling down your face as you tried to stabilize your breaths..….not from shock now, but from the way Mark fights like there is no universe where he walks away without you.
From how much he looks like his father.
Sinister attempted to weakly stop Mark’s onslaught, his hands raising to shield his face, to push the other off….but to no avail.
His fist continued to come down….
Again.
Again.
Again.
His eyes blazing, his muscles coiled and tensed….
Until the other’s body stopped resisting.
Until his eyes roll back.
Until Mark’s fist hovers, shaking, and then stops.
Overkill…..
Absolute Silence.
Sinister Mark was still beneath him…..somehow not dead….only unconscious, face bruised beyond comprehension , chest barely moving.
Mark didn’t move for a long while.
Eve and You held each other, waiting with bated breath.
Then he stood.
He turned.
The moment his eyes find you…kneeling in Eve’s arms, shaking, clutching your belly……everything drains out of him at once.
He’s inside in a heartbeat, already down on his knees in front of you just as Eve’s Barrier disappears, hands hovering like he’s afraid to touch you wrong, trying to avoid using his bloodied hands.
“I’m here,” he says, voice cracking with raw emotion.
“I’m here, baby….I…I’ve got you.”
You sob as he slowly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest, your hands grippin his suit like it’s the only thing holding you together.
“I saw you,” you choke out, body shaking from your water breaking, from feeling everything so intensely. “I saw…you…you didn’t stop, Muh..Mark—.”
“Of course I didn’t..,” he whispered fiercely, forehead pressed to yours, brown eyes boring into yours. “I would never let anything happen to you or the baby…I love you, baby…”
Behind the two of you, Eve stood watch, pink light still shimmering faintly around the room…her on the open sky, the broken walls, the unconscious variant outside.
Because threats never come alone.
And as Mark picked up your aching body, his voice soothing you as he tries to figure out how to help you since you’re water broke.. to get you to a hospital….
And You allowed yourself a moment of reprieve and closed your eyes.
For now….
You’re held.
You’re protected.
You’re safe.
And your Mark was never letting you go.
I hope yall liked it..I completely rushed ts and I was half asleep☠️😭…
For these little darlings who motivated me to finish!!:
@silverklaus @limeleag @nyan-toaster
