Mark was in the secret hospital, barely breathing without choking on his blood. he had just fought his father… he thinks— he can’t remember if it was a nightmare or not.

Mark groaned and sat up slowly, whimpering in pain.

images flashed through his mind, of all the people that had been killed right in front of Mark… by his own father.

he hid his face in his hands for a moment, before fully taking in his surroundings. he was wearing a hospital gown, and he was in the secret hospital for superheroes.

then his eyes landed on you. something struck a chord inside of him while looking at you. he thought after everything he saw— he had lost his humanity. it only took one look at you to make him remember it all again…

“you’re…” he paused shakily. “you shouldn’t be here.”

he didn’t want you seeing him like this, all swollen and breathing out of a tube. not to mention his mind… he could only think about those horrific images he saw.