"Wow, that's really happening, just like the comics". — That was my thought after seeing a garbage bag going to the Earth's orbit, and the cause of this was me, Mark Grayson.

Originally I wasn't Mark Grayson, or even from this Earth, well, my first name was Markus too, but I lived in a normal planet Earth, just working and reading comics in my free time. After I was run over by a car, I woke up here in what previously was only a fictional world to me, the world of the Invincible comic.

In the first week here, all I could think is that I was in some kind of coma and was delirious, after all, being run over by a car is really bad, but not a death sentence, there's always news of people surviving things worse than this. Seeing that your mother now is Debbie Grayson, and your father is an alien "super-hero" Nolan Grayson, what could you think?

After a month here, feeling everything around me and talking to people, I accepted my fate, everything is too real, too detailed for my simple brain to be able to create something so complex. So I decided to live my new life, after all, in my old world that wasn't people that I was so close, just some friends and distant family, nothing that made me miss the old home.

Knowing who I was in this world and thanking whatever being or thing that brought me here that this world isn't something like DC or Marvel, where you can find a random god in every corner, I just lived my life.

Being in a month here, I could see that this world didn't seem to be a parallel dimension to the main comic, or at least is something very close to the main dimension of the comic. The present technology is a weird mixture of 2003 for the general population, and a futuristic technology for heroes and villains.

With a month here working at Burger Mart and going to school, just eagerly waiting for my powers to kick in, that finally happened. And the proof is a garbage bag in Earth's orbit, so I decided to throw my working uniform to my grumpy boss, Dan, and get out there to go home, excited to test my new powers.

— o — O — o —

While in a dinner table, with my new parents, Nolan and Debbie, I decided to start the conversation after everyone finished eating and were ready to get up.

"So dad, I was thinking if you don't have to save the world tomorrow morning, do you have some time to help me train my new powers?" I said while grinning, but my parents reaction wasn't so happy, they were serious.

"Mark… are you sure that you have powers?" My father said seriously.

"Well, I've never seen someone without power being able to throw a garbage bag to the space".

"Ehh, really well son, I said to you that even the late bloomers in Viltrum get their power before the eighteens, early tomorrow morning you and I will practice with your powers". He said while smiling, and my mother Debbie just looked at us with a worried face.

"Right, I'm going to sleep, good night". I said while going to my room, but not to sleep, something that was impossible with my current excitement, I've just gained my power after all the waiting, and test them was the only thing in my mind.

— o — O — o —

Since in my bedroom, I started to experiment with my endurance, first using a pencil, and after that with a box cutter. Being unable to pierce my skin with the cutter, that gave me an assurance that I won't die if someway I ended falling from the sky. The endurance test was fascinating, I could feel that something was trying to pierce my skin, but the pain wasn't there.

After provisionally using some t-shirt as a mask and anxiously waiting for the midnight, I was finally in the roof, ready to try my other powers.

'Right, if I remember the comics, every piece of my body can use any part of the space around me like some kind of support, I just need to let the feel come to me'. While thinking, I decided to let my body be "enveloped" by the surrounding space, and willed to not be in the roof anymore, to be in the sky.

That really wasn't easy, I don't know how much time has passed when finally my body started to float in the air, the feel was incredible, addictive in truth, so addictive that someone mighty feel to never want to walk again, after all, this is flying, not something that every human is able to do, and not something that I was able to do in my old life.

Maybe my soul has some kind of talent or because I've read the comics and remember some basic advice from there, but I was able to fly really well in the first try. Going to higher altitudes and seeing the whole city, how the builds became small, insignificant, that was really amazing. I don't know how much time was spent in the air, at least I was able to go to another three cities that night, the only reason that I've returned is that my 'flying muscle' started to get tired, indicating time to sleep. Unfortunately, my landing skill wasn't so good, and the crater in the backyard didn't let me lie.

— o — O — o —

"Seems like someone was practicing how to fly last night".

"Are you saying this because of how good I'm flying right now, or because of the crater in our backyard?".

"Something between the two. And I've already said this, but you are ridiculous in these clothes". Said my loving good-and-bad viltrumite dad while flying above a pasture area, he was using his superhero uniform, and I was using the improvised mask that I've made the last night.

"Well, I don't have a uniform, maybe if you give me one as a gift, I won't have to use this".

"We'll see this later. Although you aren't fast, you succeeded to accompany me to this area, you have a talent to fly for what I see. Now I want to see how good at fighting you are, punch me".

After he said that, I prepared every muscle in my body to hit him in the chest, but because of the time taken to prepare, he was able to easily block my right hand. Without giving him any time, I used the resultant force of my attack to hit him on his right arm with my left leg, freeing my hand and taking distance from him, trying to give time for my numb leg to recover from the attack.

Taking distance, I could see some surprise on his face, probably he wasn't expecting his son to attack him like this.

"Good, good, your blow was well done son, and I wasn't expecting your left leg, but because of this I guess that's my turn". After finishing his line, he immediately flew to me and punched me in the stomach, and that was hard, I felt like I could throw all my breakfast, fortunately I haven't had breakfast today.

Almost approaching the ground, ready to fall and form a crater, I took a deep breath and tried to not concentrate in the pain, but my stomach was hurting so bad that made it impossible to ignore, so I gathered all this pain and tried to transform it in rage. Looking at my father, I used the maximum speed that I could to punch him, but he was prepared, so he easily stopped my punch.

With this, several minutes passed of him and I exchanging blows to each other, he hit me every time, and this really hurt, but I didn't want to stop, knowing about the future and seeing the power I was able to wield made my heart beat faster, I could feel the blood rushing through my whole body, keeping me comfortable, the intense pain of a few minutes ago was no longer noticeable, minutes become hours, the viltrumite DNA helping me to not became tired, and my head was clear like never before.

"Alright, it's already late, we've had enough for today, let's go home". After he said it, I stopped, my heart was beating faster, I saw him and his uniform completely unscathed, and looking at my clothes destroyed in various parts and my body hurting like never before, but everything made me feel quite happy, because of knowing that each battle will make me more powerful.

Entering home after creating the second crater in the backyard, Debbie looked at me with surprise and run to the door.

"Oh my god, what happened to you Mark?! Are you alright?" She said while checking over my body, but everything on my body was just abrasions, any other wounds already healed in the way home.

"I'm alright mom, just exhausted now, I'm going to take a shower and go to sleep, goodnight to you two". I said to them after going upstairs, I was really tired of today's training/fight, the best thing for me now is a good night of sleep.

— o — O — o —

In the same day, when Mark was already sleeping, at Nolan and Debbie's bedroom:

"Nolan, don't you think that you pushed Mark too hard today? What if he end up hurt?" Debbie said with concern on her face.

"You really know me, I would ended doing something like this, but this time it wasn't me, it was our son, Debbie, it was him who made we fight until night, so you don't need to worry, after gaining his powers it seems that he has an iron will, he's going to be someone powerful soon, and I will guarantee that he don't push to hard for this".

"Well…if you say so, but remember to take care of him, remember that he's our son".

"It's impossible for me to forget it, you can rest assured, I can even remember when we've done him". Nolan said while smiling.

"Nolan!" Debbie said while smiling and slapping the Viltrumite's arm. "What about we revisit that night?".

"I will gladly do it".


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