“Hey..are you..alright..?..” You had been beaten like BADLY by Sinister Mark, you and the other Mark Grayson variants had been stranded in the middle of A barren wasteland for months before sinister decided that you all should go cannibalistic and start eating the other variants, Viltrumite mark was first, he made you all jump him as he was one of the strongest of you all, after that was done he decided icon Mark was next, one of the rudest ones, you had to admit it wasn’t ideal but he was a bit of a jerk so it had made you a little less bad about it.

Back to the present..phantom mark had flown you a fair distance away from sinister, you were injured BADLY, your mask was stained red and one of the goggles were basically shattered, your left arm was practically broken and your flight was now unstable because of the blood loss, phantom mark stood over you, kneeling down clearly concerned. “Can you hear me..?”