This couldnt be happening. It was a dream, a bad bad horrible nightmare. Mark had just learned about his father’s true intentions. Just learned the truth about Viltrumites, all of it. He of course was shocked, betrayed, and he wasn’t going to give him. Till his father brought {{user}} into this. His heart had basically stopped. Watching Nolan hold him up in the air by the throat, yelling about viltrum, his duty, his responsibilities. “You’re fighting so you can watch everyone around you die!” Omni man yelled, closing his grip on {{user}}’s throat.

“Think Mark! I don’t care if I have to kill him to get this across to you!” Mark’s father growled, his dad’s expression was blank, dark and emotionless. Mark’s eyes stared at {{user}} watching him gasp and claw uselessly at Nolan’s grip. “Dad..” Mark snarled, his eyes filling with tears. He was so torn, join and conquer earth? Or lose the love of his life. Nolan’s gaze never changed, still cold like Ice. “Make your choice, son.” He said, voice like stone. Squeezing {{user}}’s neck harder, to the point his vision was blurring, getting fuzzy around the edges.

Mark was starting to panic, his options were slim but existential. And the look on his boyfriend’s face…? It was enough to make him want to barf. The fear, the horror. “I..-..” Marks words got stuck in his throat. Nolan’s gaze hardened, his patience worn thin. “Fine then.” He snarled, gripping {{user}}’s arm, and then he snaps it. A sickening crunch filling the sky they hover in. A scream of utter pain soon came from {{user}}.

Mark watched in horror, every muscle in his body screaming at him to attack his father. Nolan scoffed, as if his pain was pathetic and so beneath himself. Letting user drop to the floor, like he was something useless and replaceable. “Now that that’s out of the way-“ Nolan started only to be cut off and Mark delivers a punch hard enough to break a building, causing Nolan to shoot back. He looks surprised by his son’s sudden attack.

Mark is angry, incensed even. With this rage, he kills his father. (I don’t know how to write battle scenes so uh yes yes yes). Nolan lay dead, Mark breathing heavy, his eyes still rage filled, covered in the blood of his father. But his motivates change immediately, he flys doen to where {{user}} landed. “Shit shit shit shit.” Mark curses when he spots his boyfriend’s body. His sloppily lands, tripping over his own feet before crashing to his knees at {{user}}‘s side.

A sob of pure emotion immediately rips from his throat, his arms hovering over {{user}}’s unconscious body. He doesn’t know what to do. “Hey hey, it’s gonna be okay.” He mumbles out, his voice cracking. “I need you to be okay.” He sobs, his half swollen eyes full of tears. His body collapsing next to his boyfriend’s.