Hello, to those of you who actually take the time to read this, and welcome. I've had this story written down for awhile and just now decided to make it into a fanfic. Alrighty I'm just gonna give you a little summary, this is the how the first fantastic four movie would go if Sue and Johnny's nephew (that I made up) came along with them into space. And yes I know this idea has been done a million times; possibly a billion, but I thought 'oh what the heck' might as well get the idea out there.

Disclaimer: I don't own the fantastic four they belong to Stan Lee, and that other guy that helped him write his comics (whose name escapes me).

Chapter 1: Introductions

William Storm sat quietly inside of the private jet; that was currently hurtling at least 10,000 feet above the ground. The sixteen year old glanced out the window at the clouds whipping past the window, he looked further down and saw that the plane had just passed over a mountain range and was headed for a rather large lake. He pulled his light brown eyes away from the magnificent view, at hearing someone approaching his seat. He turned to see a red haired stewardess leaning over him. "We will be arriving soon," she said in a chipper voice.

The dark haired teen forced himself to smile calmly at her before replying "thanks."

The woman turned away from about to leave but glanced back at him, "do you need me to get you anything?" She asked sounding very much like a doting mother.

Will sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, why do people treat me like I'm a little kid he thought heatedly. However, he suppressed his angry emotions long enough to say "no thank you," in a dismissive tone. Once the teen was alone again he reached under his seat and pulled out his overly stuffed duffel bag, Will unzipped the top long enough to reach in and pull out a small photo that was stuffed in one of his jeans pockets. The teen glanced warily around the jet, to make sure no one was watching him, before he unfolded the ruffled photograph. The picture showed a small family standing in front of a suburban home smiling brightly. The man and the woman stood behind a dark haired boy, each with an arm wrapped lovingly over his shoulders. It was obvious that the man was the boys' father at first glance; they shared the same midnight black hair and broad chin. But the child also shared characteristics with the woman; they both had the same light brown eyes and nose, although the woman had blonde hair instead of black.

Will couldn't help but smile at the frozen figures; he ran his finger over the adults smiling faces. The picture had been taken some time ago, and was not in good condition. The edges were bent, and there was a clearly evident crease in the middle, as if it had been folded for some time and had just now been opened. "Maybe I should frame this or something." The teen murmured, sticking the photo in his back pocket.

The plane landed a few minutes later, and the teen exited with his bag draped over his shoulder. Will sauntered through the door leading to the miniature terminal and looked around confused. He had been expected his uncle to be waiting for him, but there was no one there. Just then the teen was grabbed from behind; he let out a startled yelp which quickly turned to laughter once he saw the familiar blonde hair of Johnny Storm.

Johnny gave the teen a rough noogie, ruffling is shaggy black hair. Will struggled against the older man's grip; "stop it!" He cried although he was still laughing, "you know I hate it when you do that". Johnny released Will; a bright grin plastered on his face.

"I know that's why I do it," he said with a casual shrug. Will flattened his ruffled hair, scowling light heartedly at his uncle he snatched up his duffel bag and looked around the empty terminal.

"I'm guessing this place belongs to Von Doom too?" The teen observed. Johnny scoffed at the mention of the wealthy business man; Victor Von Doom was extremely pompous and wasn't afraid to show it to anyone. Personally Johnny didn't like him but he had hired him to pilot the mission over Ben, so he couldn't be all bad.

"Yeah," Johnny said hoping to drop the subject as he turned and headed for the exit. "Let me show you to your room," he called over his shoulder.

Will jogged to catch up with the older man, who was strutting purposefully towards the exit. Johnny led his nephew out of the mini terminal and into another building just across from it. The pair passed several rooms before stopping in front of an empty one. Will peeked into it, there was a small bed tucked in the corner with an even smaller dresser next to it. He threw his bag onto the bed suddenly feeling extremely tired. The dark haired teen flopped onto the bed, not even bothering to take his shoes off. He glanced at the clock which read: 11:13 p.m. He distantly heard Johnny say "alright I'll be here at around seven to wake you up tomorrow so good night."

Will opened his heavy eyelids long enough to see a blue stretch suit sitting across the edge of the bed. He reached for a note that was stuck to the jumpsuit; he focused his blurry vision on the piece of paper. 'Will I'm so glad you're coming with us! You need to wear this in the morning and I can't wait to see you, Love Sue Storm.

The teen smiled tiredly and murmured "thanks Aunt Sue," before closed his eyes and dropped his head onto the pillow. After a few moments he fell asleep with Sue's note clutched gently in his hand.

oooOOOoooOOOooo

"Wake up." An overly cheery voice, distantly reached the sixteen year olds' ears the next day. But since he was a teenager he ignored it and rolled over moaning, Johnny frowned as his nephew rolled over and went back to sleep. "Will," he said firmly shaking the teens' shoulder, when he got no reaction the older man smiled mischievously.

The blonde haired man stuck his finger in his mouth, covering it in a sticky film of spit. Without hesitation he thrust his finger forward and stuck it in the still sleeping teens' ear. Will, who had been dreaming of being surrounded by a dozen of beautiful girls each begging for a chance to make out with him, yelped as the disgusting sensation jolted him from his pleasant dream. The black haired teen jumped in his bed, and unfortunately fell over the side of it landing with a 'thump' on the hard wood floor.

Johnny chuckled before reaching down and picking his nephew up off the floor. "Sorry," the man apologized still laughing "you really need to get up and get ready." Will yawned as he ran his hand through his spiky black hair; he mumbled agreement and slipped on his blue stretch suit. It was uncomfortably tight around the shoulders; Will looked down at his stomach and noticed in satisfaction that his six pack was clearly visible. He spent a lot of time working out since he was on the martial arts team and wrestling team at his high school.

Once he laced up his shin high black boots he grabbed his still packed duffel bag off the floor and followed his uncle out the door. Johnny led the younger male through several winding halls, seeming to know exactly where he was going. Will was too tired too start a conversation so he followed his uncle in silence, forcing his tired eyes to stay open; just barely. After a few minutes the pair came to a stop outside of a metal door; Johnny reached into his pocket and pulled out a digital camera grinning like crazy.

Will rolled his eyes and slouched past him and through the door, once inside he froze in surprise. Sitting at the far end of the room, typing dutifully on his laptop was none other than Reed Richards, 'and if Reed's here then Ben should be too' the teen concluded as his eyes landed on the hunched form of a man digging around in an open locker.

Reed looked up from his work and smiled "hello Will, nice to see you" he said welcomingly. When Ben heard that he snapped up and out of his locker, following Reed's gaze he saw the young man standing at the entrance to the room, a duffle bag slung casually over his shoulder with a crooked smile on his face. The bald man smiled as he held out his hand for Will to shake; when he did Ben pulled him into a large hug.

"Uh Ben you're kinda crushing me!" Will squeaked; feeling as if his ribs were cracking. Ben quickly released the teen, who took several deep breaths to fill his squished chest. The older man sent him a crooked grin before returning to his packing.

"So Will." Ben said without looking up "whose idea was it to send you to space?"

The dark haired teen dropped onto a bench with a quiet 'thump'. "My Aunt Sue's," he answered offhandedly. "I was supposed to come stay with her over the summer, but after she found out about the mission and couldn't change it she said I should just come along."

Just then a harsh brash voice echoed throughout the locker room. "Captain on the bridge," it boomed. Will knew instantly who it was, but Ben unfortunately didn't. The older man snapped up and into attention, as he did a flash of light filled the room followed by ecstatic chuckling.

Johnny sauntered into the room holding a small digital camera in his hand. "Digital camera, $200, memory stick $59, the look on your hard ass former C.O's grill when he finds out he's your junior officer priceless!" The blonde haired man, informed Ben with a cocky grin.

Ben glared angrily at the younger man, before reaching forward and gripping his collars' zipper tightly. He zipped it up, savoring the look of shock that crossed Johnny's face. "I can handle the ship," Ben said. "I can even handle Mr. Blonde Ambition; but what I don't know is if I should be flyin' or doing Swan Lake in these suits. I mean who the hell came up with this?" He held up his own suit inspecting it critically.

"Victor did," a female voice said from the doorway to the room. Sue Storm walked in, wearing the same blue stretch suit; she glided across the floor holding several flight suits in her arms. She went on to explain the function of the stretch suits in a very scientific manner that made absolutely no sense to Will.

Fortunately Johnny spoke up, "that means it keeps the hot stuff hot and the cool stuff cool."

"Wow, fantastic" Reed breathed sounding mystified. "Material made from self-regulating unstable molecules, I've been working on a formula for this." Will shook his head, along with Ben and Johnny. The teen knew that for some reason his Aunt still liked Reed. Yeah he was smart, but when it came to relationships he was about as intelligent as a postage stamp.

Sue sighed looked crestfallen, "great minds think alike." Forcing her attention away from her ex, she turned to Ben smiling gently. "Here you go Ben," she handed him his flight suit and he thanked her. "And Will this is yours," she added giving the teen a tight hug.

"Thanks Aunt Sue," Will said grinning. Sue smiled back before turning to Reed and roughly throwing his flight suit into his face. Without another word she exited the locker room, not even casting a retreating glance in Reed's direction. The dark haired teen winced at Reed's confused expression; the guy didn't even know he had offended Sue! And how exactly is he a genius?

Turning his attention away from the scientist, Will pulled on his flight suit. It was a grayish blue color that had a small emblem over the chest that read; W. Storm.

oooOOOoooOOOooo

The trip into space had been particularly rough to say the least. And Will had done his best not to puke through the ordeal, just barely managing to hold in his breakfast. At the moment the team had exited the shuttle and was currently in the station's main control center.

The teen stood looking out a viewing port, a look of wonderment on his tanned face. Earth really was beautiful. Will was pulled from the amazing sight by the sound of quarreling voices; he turned around to see Ben glaring daggers at Victor.

"I see you still do all the heaving lifting," Victor mocked Ben with a flourish. "Maybe you should have stayed in the lab, field work never suited you." Von Doom said addressing Reed with mocking concern.

Ben took a step forward, looking on the verge of punching Victor's lights out. Will really would've liked to see that but knocking out a billionaire didn't sound like a good idea. Law suits and all that. So the teen spoke up not really talking to anyone in particular, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Well, I guess if Ben doesn't set the plants up then the next in line would have to do it." He turned to Johnny a mischievous glint in his eyes; "Wow Johnny that'd be you wouldn't it?" This snagged Ben's attention and he quickly dropped his glaring match with Von Doom.

Turning on his heel he exited the room growling under his breath, "over my dead body". Johnny followed the older man grumbling as well. Will turned and saluted mockingly at Victor; "Captain Doom," he joked. Before taking off after his uncle.

The three arrived at the air lock, and Johnny proceeded to help Ben into his suit. All the while lecturing Ben about why Sue and Reed shouldn't get back together. The dark haired teen interjected as he helped Ben pull on his suits sleeve.

"I gotta agree with Johnny, I mean the only thing Reed should get together with is a calculator. Or maybe my chemistry teacher…she's like sixty, seventy." The teen stopped his rambling at a pointed look from Johnny; Will shrugged and continued what he was doing.

"Like I was saying," Johnny continued. If you take into consideration the value of Victor and Reed, it's not really hard to see who comes out on top." Ben only glared at the blonde haired man before turning in preparation to exit.

"Don't trouble you tiny little mind," Ben growled without looking back.

Johnny only patted him on the back and informed him jovially "don't wonder off now boy." Ben rolled his eyes and stepped into the air lock; that sealed with a faint hiss behind him. The man bounced expertly along the walkway with the plants in tow, not even seeming bothered by the fact that there was no gravity!

"Wow he's pretty graceful for a big guy!" Will approved nodding his head. Johnny shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the keypad, no doubt checking Ben's vitals. Will took one last glance at the floating Ben, before announcing he had some business to take care of and walking down the corridor. Just as he arrived at the bathroom Reed dashed around the corner looking panicked.

"Hey Reed," the teen started slowly. "You okay?"

Reed didn't even stop to answer as he continued his mad dash towards the air lock. Will stared after him confused, I'll check on him…after I go to the bathroom. With one final glance over his shoulder the teen slipped into the bathroom and quickly relieved himself. (Sorry it had to be said!) As the teen exited the room he saw a glimpse of his Aunt Sue sprinting around the corner, she too heading for the air lock.

"This ain't good." He muttered taking off after his Aunt, as he did he passed a viewing port and saw Ben floating through open space with a cloud of cackling orange energy in his wake. Holy shit, he took off at a dead sprint in hopes of reaching the air lock. But suddenly the station shuddered causing the boy to stumble; but he managed to keep his feet and continue running. The sixteen year old froze as the station's lights flickered before going out. As Will rounded a corner he gasped, coming at him was a wall of orange energy! The teen didn't have time to stop as the wall slammed into him; he was thrown off his feet and into a wall cracking his head painfully on the hard surface. Will slumped to the ground his senses buzzing as the radioactive energy coursed through him. But his throbbing head mixed with the clouds' energy was too much and the boys' eyes closed as he drifted into unconsciousness.

Well there you go the first chapter of Fantastic Five! I know a tad bit slow, but that's usually how the first chapter is. What can I say? Anyways Will's power WILL NOT be ice, that's been done way too many times thank you. It will however be something a little more traditional, can you guess what it is? If you can't then all you have to do is tune in for the next chapter and see!

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