But Marcus was born in this darkness. He was the darkness.
Not a shadow. The Shadow.
And as the first patrol car’s light swept across the bridge, there was no one there. Only the night. Only the black. superhero skin black
The leader, a cybernetic brute named Razor, laughed. "You think black skin makes you invisible, hero? We see you." But Marcus was born in this darkness
He killed the lights.
"You're a demon," Razor gasped, just before a black baton swept his legs and a knee pinned his throat. a cybernetic brute named Razor