Malice Sue Storm

Malice looked at the gauntlet on her hand, from her hidden Amazon Castle. Thanos had gotten it again, and was going to use it for some purpose. Only to be stopped by the heroes again. The vindictive blond thought, 'It appears that he didn't expect Susan's energy fields creating a skin tight field against his skin blocking his connection to the gems. At least long enough for her to take it. If she had wanted it more, she would still have it now.

Instead, I got it and used it to let myself out. Once out and stunning the heroes, I left to prepare for my plan. Or come up with my master plan.'

The idea had came to Malice's mind, something delightfully evil. Delightfully fun. Which could be what she wanted. Something which could be slow and subtle. Or fast and obvious, depending on what she wanted. But always savoured.

"I will make my own version of all those goodie goodies. Malice-ized versions of heroes and villains alike. Then send them out to defeat their good counterparts. If they win, they permanently replace them. If they loose, I just improve or alter them and send them out again." The blond hair woman monologued as began to plot.

"To start with," she said, as she summoned copies of many of the heroic men and women she knew. Soon their costumes began to warp and change. More leather, more spikes, more skin shown. As the costumes looked like something from bondage and domination porn. Weapons were replaced with more... approprate ones. Whips, ropes, paddles, and such.

"Yessss. If I am to be Empress of the Universe, then these will 'nobles'. Now which ones to send out first?"