I'm thinking of making Robert recreate Ultron but without being evil and stuff.
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Time passes by, Robert heading home with Marie had somewhere to go. He already guesses she's going to go fight crimes and he lets her be since he can't babysit her all the time.
"Hey, Rob. Can I call you that?" Robert heard a voice and turned to Amber.
"Sup. Also, Rob is fine." He said.
"Nothing much. You still haven't called." Amber said.
"Assertive much. It's only been a day. Trust me, I am not boyfriend material for you."
Robert dislikes Amber in the show but doesn't hate her. She simply isn't superhero girlfriend material.
"Says the guy who resorts to logic rather than violence. I mean you could just say no." Amber was straight forward with her approach and Robert sighed.
"Then no, Amber. I don't see you that way, sorry." Robert was going to be busy with heroism and would be unfair to Amber.
"No prob but we can still be friends, right?" Amber did not mind the rejection and simply found him attractive but if he doesn't want her then it's fine.
"Yeah, friends." Robert smiled as they shook hands then he received a call and it was from Marie.
"Rob! Long story short, I went to the hero and met up with Dad and introduced me to his friend who makes hero costumes and told me to call you over to have your own suit." She gleefully said and Robert smiled.
"I'll be there. Text me the place." He said before turning the phone off and said goodbye to Amber as he went to look for a place to fly off and head towards the direction.
Robert stepped through the familiar glass door of the tailor shop, the faint scent of fabric and thread instantly recognizable. Nolan was already inside, talking quietly with Art Rosenbaum, the legendary costume designer.
Art, a man with shrewd, intelligent eyes, looked up as Robert entered, a knowing smirk playing on his lips.
"So, this is your other kid, huh?" he drawled, casting a glance at Nolan.
"Must be something to not only have one, but two kids with powers."
Before Robert could reply, Marie practically bounced over, her face alight with excitement, holding up a sleek, form-fitting costume. It was similar in design to the hero Bulletproof, but clearly tailored to a female physique, clinging tightly and showing off her curves.
"Hey, Rob! What do you think of this one?"
Robert studied the costume critically. "The color doesn't really suit you," he mused, "but that's just my opinion."
Marie nodded, surprisingly agreeable. "Yeah, I thought so too! I asked for it to be more of a blue and yellow. That would be my hero name, too!" A triumphant smirk spread across her face, clearly pleased with herself for coming up with a name so early.
"Really?" Robert crossed his arms, a playful glint in his eye. He already knew exactly what she was going to say.
"Yeah!" Marie practically burst with excitement.
"I'll be named Invincible! Cool, right?" She practically vibrated with anticipation, eager to have her costume done and finally step into her new role.
"Invincible?" Robert raised an eyebrow.
"That's quite the name, Marie. I hope you're able to live up to it."
Just then, Art walked over, his gaze sharp and assessing as he took in Robert.
"How about you, kid? I can see in your eyes that you already have something in mind." Robert met Art's gaze, a slow smile spreading across his face.
"Well... My hero name will be Sentry, and I have some designs in mind." Robert showed the design he made in his free time.
"Alright kid."
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Downtown was in chaos.
A massive explosion had torn through the top floors of the Financial Tower. Smoke billowed into the sky, black and thick, trailing like a dying dragon's breath. Sirens screamed from every direction. Civilians crowded behind barricades, filming with shaky hands, fear written on every face.
Then—a thunderclap.
Not from the sky, but from something—someone—cutting through it.
A golden blur streaked overhead, then came to a sudden halt mid-air, hovering in full view of the crowd. People gasped. Phones shot upward. No one recognized the figure standing above them, floating effortlessly with a navy cape flowing in the smoke and heat.
He looked like a god. Blonde hair swept back. A shining gold and blue suit, and on his belt, a glowing "S" emblem. No one knew him. But in that moment, they all felt it—
Hope.
Without a word, the hero dove into the burning tower. The crowd held their breath.
Seconds later, he burst through the smoke with someone cradled in his arms—then again, and again. A firefighter watched, jaw clenched in disbelief as the man bypassed burning stairwells and collapsed floors like they were paper.
Robert moved with focused precision. His mind was calm but determined. He heard crying from behind a steel door and ripped it open with one hand. He carried trapped workers two at a time, shielding them from the flames with his body.
When the last person was out, Robert emerged from the smoke one final time and landed gently in front of the crowd. Dust and soot clung to his boots. The people stared, breathless. No one spoke.
He turned, floating just slightly off the ground as if weightless.
"I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner," he said, his voice amplified naturally, not too loud but carrying power.
"There's going to be a lot of danger in the days ahead, but I want you to know…"
He raised his head.
"You're not alone anymore."
He paused, glancing around.
"My name is Sentry. I'm here to help."
The silence cracked. People clapped. Then cheers erupted.
"Did he say Sentry?"
"Where'd he come from?"
"Who is that guy?!"
Before anyone could rush him, Robert launched into the air once more, disappearing into the sky like a comet. The only trace of his presence was the buzz of hope left behind in the hearts of the people.
Robert flew high above the city, a satisfied smile tugging at his lips. His first day as Sentry had gone better than expected—he had saved lives, made an impression, and more importantly, brought hope.
As he soared, his sharp eyes caught sight of Marie down below, already engaged in battle with a small-time villain. She moved with confidence and precision, landing a solid punch that knocked the criminal unconscious.
Robert descended casually, arms crossed. "Nice work, Invincible."
Marie turned, briefly startled before her eyes widened at the sight of his costume.
"Ro—I mean, who are you?" she asked with mock confusion, doing a terrible job of pretending not to know him.
Robert chuckled. "You don't have to play dumb, invincible. You already know my name."
"Right… Sentry." She grinned, slightly flustered but clearly excited to see him in action.
Like Eve, Robert didn't bother with a mask. No one ever suspected the quiet classmate to be a superhero—not when they looked up to the sky expecting legends, not teenagers.
The two stood shoulder-to-shoulder, sharing a quiet, proud moment.
Then, in the distance—sirens, screams, and the unmistakable sound of destruction.
Their smiles faded, replaced by resolve.
"Ready?" Robert asked.
"Always," Marie replied.
With synchronized leaps, the two heroes shot into the sky, streaking toward the next threat.
Some time later, Robert and Marie sat on the edge of a rooftop, legs dangling over the side as they shared burgers and sodas under the setting sun. The distant sounds of sirens had faded for now, giving them a rare moment of peace.
"Man," Marie said between bites, "I still can't believe we're actually doing this. Those guys didn't stand a chance against us!"
Robert chuckled, taking a sip of his soda.
"Yeah, but it's not just about beating the bad guys. What matters is keeping people safe. Dad probably already gave you the lecture—'You might stop the villain, but if you level a city block in the process, you've still failed.'"
Marie frowned. "Jeez… were you always this much of a buzzkill?"
"I'm being realistic," Robert replied with a shrug.
"This isn't a comic book. Every punch, every crash—real people live here. Their lives don't reset when the fight's over."
She looked at him for a moment, thoughtful. "I get it. I just… want to do it right, you know?"
"You will," Robert said, offering her a reassuring nod.
"We both will. We just have to remember who we're doing it for."
They clinked soda cans and looked out over the city as dusk settled in.
"Hey," Marie said casually, taking a sip of her soda.
"I heard you rejected Amber and... put her in the friendzone."
She kept her tone light, but the small smile tugging at the corner of her lips betrayed a flicker of satisfaction. Still, she tried to hide it. They may not be related by blood, but they had grown up together, and the idea of her having a crush on Robert always felt like a line she wasn't sure she should cross.
Robert glanced at her, wiping his hands on a napkin.
"Well… I figured someone like me—someone with powers, who's going to be in the hero game full-time—might have trouble maintaining a stable relationship. It'd be unfair to drag someone into that kind of life."
He reached for another burger, casually crushing the wrapper of his last one into a tight ball. "Not everyone can handle the pressure of dating someone who's always a second away from flying off into danger."
Marie nodded slowly. "That's fair. But… Mom managed it, didn't she? She's strong in her own way. It's not impossible."
Robert gave a thoughtful hum. "Yeah… she's special. Strong, supportive. She always knew who Dad really was—Omni-Man and Nolan. And she still loved him through it all. That kind of connection is rare."
Marie hesitated, then leaned back, looking at the stars just starting to peek through the twilight sky.
"So, what you're saying is… you'd want someone who understands both sides of you. The hero and man behind the suit."
Robert didn't catch the full weight behind her words, but he nodded.
"Exactly. Someone who knows who I am under the suit and still chooses to be there."
Marie smiled to herself, just a little. "That makes sense."
She didn't push further. Not yet. But in her heart, a quiet resolve began to form.
If that's what he needed… maybe, just maybe, she could be that person.
Marie gave Robert a quick side glance and nudged him with her elbow.
"You know… you looked kinda badass today. Saving that family like it was nothing? Very heroic. Almost… attractive."
Robert paused mid-chew, giving her a smirk. "Wow, high praise from my sister. What's gotten into you?"
Marie quickly looked away, cheeks warming. "Ew, don't say it like that. We're not really related."
Robert laughed, taking a long sip of his soda.
"Still weird hearing that kind of stuff from you. Next thing you know, you'll be calling me handsome and swooning every time I fly."
Marie mumbled, "No comment," under her breath, then tried to play it off by stuffing more fries into her mouth.
"Huh?" Robert leaned in, squinting. He heard it but wanted to double take. "You say something?"
"Nope!" she said quickly, muffled by food. "Just chewing."
Robert chuckled and leaned back, stretching. "Well, thanks anyway. You were great out there too. Invincible's already making waves."
Marie smiled a little, then looked at him sideways.
"You know… if you ever wanted someone who understands both sides of you—Sentry and Robert—I might know someone."
He raised an eyebrow. "Let me guess. You?"
Marie blinked rapidly, caught off guard. "Wha—uh—I didn't say that!"
Robert grinned and nudged her back. "Relax, I'm kidding. You're too much of a dork to keep a secret identity anyway."
Marie huffed, crossing her arms. "Says the guy who doesn't even wear a mask."
"Touché," he admitted with a smirk.
As she stood up, brushing crumbs off her costume, Marie glanced at him again. "Seriously though… if someone did like both sides of you, would that matter?"
Robert shrugged, oblivious. "I guess. But who'd want that kind of mess, right? Superhero life isn't exactly great for dating."
Marie gave a small smile and turned away. "Yeah… guess you're right."
They both launched into the air moments later, flying side by side into the city night. Marie glanced his way one more time.
'Maybe someday… you'll stop seeing me as just your adopted sister.'