Uninvited guests...

“You! You’d better have a damn good reason for **** me you freak! Otherwise, my lawyer is going to OWN this place when he’s done with you!” Scoffed the Susan in the expensive looking pink dress, tossing her long blonde hair over her shoulder to draw attention to her perfect face, accented with make-up while pointing a manicured pink fingernail accusingly at Reed’s chest. Looking down at the naked woman wearing a metal collar around her neck and, on her knees, clinging to his leg, the other woman snorted and shook her head in disbelief.

“And with this gimp sex fiend humping your ankle, believe me, I’ll win by a fucking landslide.”

Susan Storm traded a confused look with her husband and the copy clinging to Reed’s right leg for but a brief second before answering back to the well-dressed doppelganger threatening her husband.

“Hey! Now wait a minute…”

Gasping. The Susan in the pink sundress was harshly shoved out of the way by another Susan, but this one was far more menacing. Pale skinned with red eyes and platinum blonde hair; the woman wore a backless, strapless, black gown that pooled all the way down to the floor, obscuring her feet except to expose her bare thigh and leg. Without a single word she grabbed Reed by the throat with her silk gloved hand and hoisted him up with his feet dangling, hissing with fanged lips as she glared up at him with contempt.

“Disgusting whelp! Explain yourself now, or I will get the answers I want from your blood when I rip out your throat.”

Having seen and heard enough, the Invisible Woman blasted out with her powers and pushed the pale woman back with an invisible barrier while enveloping one around herself and Reed, protecting them both. The vampire recoiled from the defensive push from Susan’s **** fields, her eyes glowing blood red and her long white hair billowing up to an unfelt breeze as she raised her hands in the same gesture Susan took. But where the Invisible woman used solid light to protect herself, this undead version of her spilt out shadow that crept out from her feet towards the two, the room suddenly becoming darker until the overhead light was as dim as candlelight. A cold numbness overtook Susan when the shadow touched her feet, sapping the strength out of her almost instantly.

But just as quickly as the lab was consumed in darkness did the light return when another Susan grabbed hold of the vampire by her arms from behind. A massive, furry creature that towered over the vampire by at least two feet taller than everyone else present, snarling, and barring fangs of her own while keeping this Susan in check. She was hugely built yet ample with curves, much like a certain gamma powered friend of hers, yet this woman was completely covered in grey, white fur and sported a pair of horns over her scalp. Wearing a skin-tight blue bikini that clung to her massive figure, a lion’s tail snapped behind her, signalling her fury while she held the vampire in place with inhuman strength.

“Grrr… Make another move bitch and I bite your damn head off!” Snarled the wendigo, growling like a jungle cat and staring daggers down at her prey.

A winged, blue skinned Susan with a massive rack of horns stood and pointed back at the vampire, her presence alone making the room brighter, as if the lights were being overcharged. Her feet were cloven, and she too had a tail. Everything about her gave the impression of a demon if not for the dove white wings that fluttered behind her and the soft golden aura she exuded. “Damn right, you’ve got another thing coming if you think you can harm my husband!”

“He’s MY husband!” Hissed another, her prehensile tail snapping behind her as she brandished two sets of talons and circled the two fighting in the middle of the lab. She looked like some alien creature from a horror film with blue scaly flesh and tentacles for hair, a crown of antlers framed her hissing face, snarling with rows of fanged teeth behind pert lips.

“Doom refuses to humour this farce any longer.” Declared the armor-clad woman, raising her hands and floating a foot off the ground. “You shall return me to my kingdom at once or face my wrath.”

Then everyone gasped, coughing, and clawing at their throats as the air in their lungs were squeezed out of them. Some terrible **** was constricting their windpipes and forcing them all to their knees, gasping for air. Looking up at the source, they all found Malice with her hand outstretched, a cruel smile on her lips behind the leather mask over her face as she watched everyone writhe and suffocated on the floor. Seeing their faces turn red from asphyxiation only made that smile turn more sadistic.

“Annoying insects… I do not know how I got here, or why I am surrounded by so many pale imitations of my own perfection. But rest assured, the Queen of Hatred tolerates NOTHING, not even the compliment of imitation itself.”

“That is enough...” Spoke a quite voice over the cries and gasps for air in the lab, her grip over everyone suddenly was released and Malice found herself clutching at her head at the voice overwhelming her senses. A powerful **** had not only negated her powers but sent her reeling to her knees with vertigo, the voice, whatever it was could be heard within her mind as well as her ears. “You and everyone else will behave yourselves here, otherwise I will be **** to act.”

The tone of the voice was almost lifeless, mechanical, but absolute. Looking up from the floor to the only person standing tall, was a floating version of Susan whose body glowed with an intense blue aura, her body outlined by the glow of millions of lights that made up the interior of her body. Looking at her was like looking into a human shaped window revealing a galaxy of blue stars and nebula that swirled and flowed with a life of their own. Floating over the floor, she was completely naked save for the Zodiac sign for Jupiter on her chest where she cupped her hands under. Her head bent low, her long blue haired flowed above and around her, and her eyes were stark white and unblinking. Turning her head ever so slightly to address Malice on the ground, the woman made of raw cosmic energy looked down at Malice and spoke again, but her voice was both felt and heard by everyone present.

“So long as I am here, no harm will come to those present, you will not do a thing to anyone here, or there will be consequences.”

Getting up to their feet and looking to each other, the crowd of Susan Storms remained silent and in awe at the power this version of them possessed to bring Malice to her knees so easily. Sitting up from the floor and glaring back at this cosmic powered Susan, Malice bit back a retort, her eyes boring into the lifeless eyes of the floating woman in front of her until another spoke, breaking the silence.

“Bah! You think you can speak or do anything against ME?” declared the black latex wearing Susan, standing imperiously to her feet, and jabbing an accusing finger at the floating blue woman at the center of the lab. “I am Madam Hydra, and I do not bend at the knee to an abomination such as you!”

Pulling out a handgun from a holster at the side of her hip, the Hydra leader aimed at Susan’s head, point blank.

“Hydra is the dominant voice of this world, nothing can stop us, cut off one head, two shall take its…”

Pointing at the dictator with a single finger, the cosmic being did not say a word when the Hydra leader evaporated before everyone’s eyes, leaving nothing in her absence, not even dust. Stunned by the show of ****, every Susan in the room went silent and eyed the cosmic being’s arm slowly return to her chest, retaining her previous pose and going still and silent once more.

Eyeing each other and back to the couple who stood by the circular device at the wall, a silent agreement was made by the others. Then their attention left the cosmic being, and towards the two people standing near the controls of the device that brought them here. One of the Susan’s approached the Richards couple, extending a welcoming hand and giving a rather embarrassed smile to the two while doing so.

“Uhm… Hello, my name is Susan Richards, I’m… Geez, how do I even say it? I’m a succubus where I’m from… Kind of. Can I ask where we all are?”