Malice visits her brother

Susan walks out of the ops room with a sway in her step, leaving her husband strung about over the whole area as thin as spiderwebs. As she traverses through the Baxter Building's halls to her desired ****, she thinks about how she can still mess with Reed's head even when she has stretched his body to its limits. Of course, she had no real desire of meeting with the former king of the seas. He is a **** like all other men. She'll leave his torment at the hands of the queen of the seas, an ocean dweller, Wakandian, or whatever type of woman wishes to make mince meat out of him.

Malice reaches her destination after taking the elevator and another stroll down a corridor. She stands right before a metal door, her brother Johnny's new room. The door automatically slides open as she approaches it. As befitting her new persona, Susan forces her brother to live in a metal room. A twin-sized bed with a metal frame and two doggy bowls are the only necessities that she has gifted her sibling. She has only filled both bowls with water, milk, cereal, and whatever other food that she has left over. This ranges from a handful of fries to a partially/half-eaten sandwich. Part of her still cares for her brother enough to give him these "luxuries". The bowls currently lie empty,

Johnny Storm rose up from his bed as soon as the door slid open, sitting down on the side of the bed. Though the inhibitor collar around his neck has negated his powers, his spirit still burns brightly. He remains seated on his bed with defiance in his eyes as his sister saunters over to him with a sinister grin. "Hello there, brother. How have you been holding up?" Malice asks him with sadistic delight. She has not been reading him lately, his body has begun to look malnourished. "This isn't you sis. Fight back against her!" He is still talking to her as if she isn't Malice, as if she hasn't embraced this side of her. To his credit, the kind-hearted side of her is still pleading for her to help out her family, to save them, to undo what Wanda has done.

A long time ago, The Fantastic Four had found out that the Scarlet Witch had uttered "Female supremacy." as her powers swelled and wrapped reality to which all mankind suffers beneath their heel. They tracked her down, intent on forcing her to undo what she had done. That is when Malice took over as Susan Richard's dominant persona, and with the help of the Scarlet Witch, they made quick work of the other members of the Fantastic Four. Wanda bent reality to split The Thing up into a pile of rocks, not killing him, just leaving him in that state till she left. Malice formed a forcefield around the Human Torche's head, depriving him of oxygen and not allowing him to flame on. The two women left Mr. Fantastic for last, forcing him to watch as they dismantled the other two heroes. With Wanda's power to bend reality and Susan's malicious mind at work, the two went to work stringing the elastic hero around the ops room of the Baxter Building as he screamed They stretched his body so far that it became as thin as cobwebs. Only with close inspection would somebody find it out to be the leader of the Fantastic Four stretched out to his limits. Susan's kind side was screaming at her to stop but Malice would not listen, enjoying their delectable screams, mockingly calling the distressed heroes the Trashtastic Three.

Back to the present, Malice is looking down at Johnny Storm with malicious intent, as he continues to defiantly remain seated on his bed. He should be crawling on the ground, bowing his head before her like a frightened little puppy. Oh, how she can't wait to break that firey spirit of his. Of course, there is also the matter of feeding him. His two doggy bowls are empty and she would be a bad sister if she did not fill them up.