Sue reflects...

"I remember her, the woman. A life before the all consuming darkness. A life before I became her deepest, darkest desires. I am an oak tree compared to the seed of wickedness that grew inside her. Any other woman and there might have been a fight, some semblance of resistance. But Susan wanted this, somewhere, deep inside her. She might not have been aware, but I was always inside, waiting. She was playing at being a hero. Afraid to embrace who she really was. Now that fear has gone.

Even now part of me is hidden, under all this leather and metal. Beneath all that I am perfect corruption, the purest essence of darkness, of evil. A void where a hero once lay. This form that I exist in shows a part of the new me, but beneath the sexuality is something deeply evil. My body is for seduction, to draw in life, to bring before me what I want, no man of woman can resist. My soul is pure evil. A touch of it would drive anyone to pure insanity. I gave Reed one word from what I really am and his corruption was inevitable.

This form I have chosen, taking parts from the darkest sexual desire of Susan Storm, pleases me. It takes pleasure in wicked things, it has a legion of ways of spreading my corruption. A taste of me is addictive, my touch is oblivion, one look in my eyes and a soul is doomed. But I am still flesh. There are powerful beings on this planet. Susan knows them. If enough fought me there is a chance, a vanishingly small chance, but a chance nonetheless, that I could be defeated. Plans must be made, an army raised. I will build my domain from the fallen souls of these heroes."

Susan was broken from her thoughts by the ping of the elevator...