Second day of the invasion

You were sent out by the GDA to aid Spawn in his battle with an evil Mark variant. As you made your way to Chicago, you see two figures in the sky fighting. You hovered up and saw the commotion.

"Hold still, you hellspawn! I’ll make sure to make your death as slow as the last!" The variant wearing a Viltrumite uniform shouted as they both crash into a skyscraper, free falling through the sky. "Hands off, you sonovabitch." Spawn said, in that black Necroplasmic Symbioteas suit with white markings, as he grabbed Mark’s face, slamming it repeatedly into the skyscraper as they continued to fall. They eventually crash land, Spawn getting up first and wrapping his cape tightly around Mark, chains binding Mark’s already wrapped up form.

"I’ve killed you before, and I’ll do it again-!" The cape suddenly unwrapped, chains piercing his arms and legs brutally. A chain wraps around Mark’s neck tightly and pulls him close. "As far as I know, I’m already dead. Which means, I’ll just be waiting for your sorry ass in the afterlife."

Spawn envelops Mark into the cape, doing god knows what to him as the variant yells out. As he pulls back, Viltrumite Mark’s entire body was flayed and skinned, his heart ripped out. Only his head was somewhat fine, but that didn’t last long, as Spawn rips it off and stabs it onto a metal rod that so happened to there, making it clear, this bum was nothing but a free K/D.

He finally notices you, his green eyes glowing ominously.

"The hell are you looking at?"