You were driving quickly on the only road undamaged by the chaos. Your foot weighed on the gas as you white-knuckled the steering wheel.

You were sweating, a lump in your throat as fear was triggering tears. You prayed to any god who will listen to just let you get out of here.

Someone in a weird Invincible suit had destroyed the city and wrought havoc in giant sweeping motions. You knew it wasn’t really him, the news had warned everyone about that, but whoever this was… You should have been more careful. Should have evacuated sooner.

You were almost there. Just a mile and a half away from being out of the city. Realistically that wouldn’t make you safe any more than being in this hell, but it was a goal.

Thud.

He slammed into the hood of your car, the engine shredding around his fist and the metal warping around his body. You slammed forward, neck jerking violently around. If you hadn’t had your seatbelt on you’d slammed your forehead into the steering wheel.

“Going somewhere?”

He asked, cold and dark eyes boring into your own.