Life can change || Invincible x DC

Bayview

Mark dreamed of strange things, he dreamed of flying across the sky and battling villains fighting with heroes, and sometimes having sex with beautiful women. But when he woke up and realised where he was he chuckled and realised that it was just that a dream; Mark sat up in his small single bed that was in the attic of the house he was staying at.

John and Amelia Evans, the people who had found him practically dead in a forest close to their hunting lodge. They took him back to the lodge expecting him to die before they could ever get him to a hospital, but to their surprise, Mark seemed to get better every passing day. They decided to care for him as best they could, feed him and give him food; they assumed he was a metahuman or some kind with a healing ability, and that he was unfortunate enough to encounter one of the many bears in this part of Canada. Based on how injured John had said he was Mark wasn't sure how he was alive now, but it seemed he must have some sort of healing factor if he was. He just wished he could remember more than his own name.

John and Amelia were nice people and until he found out who he was or wanted to leave they offered him a place with them at their house rent-free. Their son Gary who was around Mark's age —he thought— was pretty cool as well, he hooked Mark up with a job at the garage that his uncle owned but that Gary practically ran. He knew nothing about cars at first but it wasn't too difficult once he picked it up —though he had to admit he was surprised at how fast he managed to get so good at it.

Stretching his muscles as he got out of bed he yawned. He walked over to the large circular window and looked out across the small town and into the bay. Bayview was a small isolated town but they were pretty self-sufficient; a geothermal plant supplied energy to the entire area and there was a small airfield close by for planes to land. It was a beautiful and peaceful place and no matter how much Mark wanted to find himself and regain his lost memories, he just couldn't bring himself to leave. As he looked out the window he reached up and fiddled with the necklace he had around his neck; it was a weird necklace he thought, but it was the only connection he had to his past so he'd always keep it on him. He held it up in front of him, it was in the shape of a demon with six red stones which he thought were eyes, though the weirdest part for him was that one of the six stones was glowing. He wished he knew what it meant, John said he'd never seen anything like it though he didn't expect an answer from a fisherman about such an obscure necklace.

*Knock*
*Knock*

"Mark stop jerking off and get your ass downstairs, Moms made breakfast" Gary shouted as he banged on the door from the bottom of the stairs. Mark shook his head with amusement before walking to his dresser and getting dressed for the day; he put on a black t-shirt and some long black cargo pants —cause that's how Gary dressed and they were the same size. There wasn't much to choose from in terms of clothing in Bayview, for the men anyway, there were quite a few women's clothing stores in the mall just near the harbour.

After getting dressed Mark looked at his necklace one last time before tucking it inside his shirt. He then headed downstairs, his feet creaking against the old wood of the house; opening the door he emerged into the main house which was pretty nice by most standards, as it turned out you can earn a lot from crab fishing. Though from what Amelia had told Mark it's because so many people die in that field and she's in a constant state of worry about her husband during the season.

Mark headed to the bathroom first and opened the door before walking in. After peeing and washing his hands he leaned on the sink and looked in the mirror; it was weird looking at your face and both recognising and not recognising yourself. He had a few scars on his face that hadn't healed yet though they were nothing compared to the large scars on his stomach and chest that looked like he'd been impaled. The door opening snapped Mark out of his thoughts, coming inside was Gary's younger sister Emma. She was sixteen years old and had shoulder-length brown hair and a pair of glasses, she liked hanging out and playing games with Mark and often tried to walk in on him naked in the shower.