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INVINCIBLE WAR #02 (Blue-Invincible)

Published: March 29th 2025, 8:46:05 pm

Mark had had enough of this whole “multiverse” thing, as soon as he found Armstrong, he was going to give him the beating of his life. But first, he would have to take care of his evil versions... FOR THE SECOND TIME!

Flying at full speed, he spotted an invincible in a blue and black suit in the distance. Certainly that suit looked identical to the one he had used during the first invincibles war, something that caught his attention, because besides that alternate version of him wasn't destroying or attacking anyone, he was just static in the sky. Mark hesitated for a few moments, but after seeing all those Marks, even the dead ones, attacking his world again, he guessed that he was just another evil version waiting for him or something.

Charging at full speed and clenching his fist, Mark gave a tremendous blow to the Invincible, which flew through several buildings until it hit a distant mountain. Mark flew over the area and saw his rival slumped on the ground, unconscious.

- Cecil, I know you are watching me right now. -Mark said to nothing. - Take care of this one, there are other, more dangerous versions of myself I need to take care of.

Invincible continued on his way. Only moments later, Cecil and several government agents teleported into the area.

- Isn't that Mark's suit, sir? - Donald.

- It looks like it.

- Don't you think maybe...

- Donald, we just saw “our” Mark leave. - Cecil replied. -This guy will be another one of his versions or whatever, just tie him up already.

The soldiers surrounded the unconscious Invincible, while one of them approached with a strange cloth. The agent threw the cloth on top of the boy, which, after a few seconds of making contact with him, began to contract and tighten around his body. Within moments, the cloth had mummified and gagged the boy.

Finally something that works. -said Cecil, rubbing his eyes. -Load him into one of the ships and start transfusing him with sedatives... and take him to one of the maximum security sectors, obviously.

After a few hours, the mysterious Invincible woke up. His head was spinning and he could neither see nor hear anything. His whole body felt uncomfortably constricted by a kind of sticky substance that swayed in the air. The substance was spreading and compressing his entire body, except for his nose and hair, which made him feel like he was inside some kind of cocoon. Trying to move underneath that “cocoon” was useless, he could barely slide his arms a little through his sweaty suit, while his legs could do little more than rub against each other, giving more heat in his crotch.

With his whole body overheated and what little skin he had uncovered damp with sweat, the Invincible began to writhe and moan. Back and forth the prick swayed, but was still intact, almost giving the sensation that with each movement he was squeezing Mark even tighter.

-Donald, turn up the heat in his cell. - said Cecil, who was watching the prisoner from a camera.

-What for, sir?

-Just do it damn it... I want him to burn out fast, I don't have that much confidence in that thing.