deep in the deserts of new york the great and amazing avengers tower stands tall. the day is alive with tourists eager to see the fabled home of their beloved heros. but the inevitable happens, a young boy, a stupid tourist accidentally discovers a dark truth about the tower. stumbling upon t by accident he realizes its merely a blow up replica...

astrid blake is out enjoyinmg the sunshine of another beautiful day in new york. doing her usual: window shopping, crushing little childrens hopes and dreams with balloons and needles, freeze raying people for the heck of it, and just generally wreaking havoc and being villainous. like i said earlier, its a beautiful day. making her way out of the cafe she hops into her flying car and rockets back to home sweet home. on a bright and nice street her house is the only one that rain clouds perpetually hover above. the eyesore of the neighborhood, it has all the classic characteristics a villains house should: run down, dark, and ominous looking in a haunted skeleton in the basement sort of way. her neighbor is outside landscaping his already immaculate front lawn.

"morning astrid!" he calls.

"hello, fred." astrid rolls her eyes. " fyi your... DOG," astrids accent is thick as she leans against his white picket fence. "has been leaving lettle prezentz in my yard. and i dont appreciate it." fred laughs lightly. grinning as usual.

"sorry. you know dogs they go wherever they want to go." he waves it off carelessly.

"unless there dead." now its astrids turn to laugh lightly at her neighbors dumbstruck face. "have a nice day."

"heeeloooooo!" theres a rap on the door and astrid grumbling goes to answer it. "guns for sale!" a young boys voice announces. astrid peers out through the peephole and sees three little children. the eldest being the one to speak, looks about eleven and is dressed in red leather with little horns on his head to complete his get up. the second oldest another boy of about nine is also dressed in red but in this case its spandex and hes dangling upside down from the roof. the youngest a little girl of about three totes a large ak47 thats nearly bigger than herself as she smiles up at the world in general. shes dressed in baggy black pants atleast three sizes too big for her and a black skull shirt. she appears to be singing some little tune. not a very nice one. astrid realizes when she hears the lyrics.

"goi away! im not home." she yells at them.

"yes you are! i heard you!" the boy in red leather announces. the boy in red spandex leaps at the yehole and sticks his tongue out making a face as he plasters his face against astrids peephole. jerking back astrid gives a start of suprise.

"no! you... didnt. this..." astrids brow furrows concentrating on a good excuse. her voce changes to a low monotonous tone. "is a recording."

"no it isnt." the boy in red leather counters.

"yes it is." astrid replies firmly. "leave a message. BEEP." the little guy in red spandex gives the door a final kick before he and the boy in red leather stalk off. the little girl stays in front of the door a moment longer.

"goodbye f***ing recorded message." she says sweetly.

"gypsy cmon!" the man in red leather calls after her. gypsy trots off after her friends. sighing heavily astrid heads back into her house. where she is bombrded by her wolf pet. before she can react the creature latches onto her hand and bites down hard.

"BAD DOG! BAD DOG!" she screams furiously trying to wrenchher hand out of its fangs. hank mccoys face appears on the screen.

"astrid?" he asks. astrid quits struggling with her pet and straightens.

"ah dr mccoy!" she smiles innocently... too innocently.

"i know ho you must be feeling. but youll aways be one of the best to me astrid!" astrids look turns to one of confusion as she tries to decipher the hidden meaning behind his random speech.

"what? what happened?"

"it was all over the news! some guy just stole avengers tower! there saying he makes all other villains look... lame." the last part he admits in a sadder lower tone. his fuzzy blue features turning down in dismay at having to relay this message to his boss. astrids face switches slowly, disappontment and slight shock, then determination she straightens easily throwing the wolf off her arm wth a swift whip of her arm.

"ASSEMBLE ZE HULKLINGS!" she announces striding out of her room.

once in her sectret layer deep in the basement of her house. the hulkings are already furiously assembling. laughing as usual as they all make their way to the meeting hall from various sectors of the basements lair. astrid is on the stage as she addresses her hulklings. she greets a few and then quickly gets right to the point.

"now i realize zat a vew of you have a-ready heard ov zis villin who haz ztolen ze tower apparently itz a BIG DEAL." she emphasizes big deal with obvious mockery and a roll of her eyes. she has a plan up her sleeve and nobody is going to steal her supreme place of villainous awesomeness from her! NOBODY!

"... am i upzet? no!...well maybe a lettle bit but we have had pretty good year ourzelvez. what did we do?! well... we stole THE SHIELD PLASMA SCREENS!" her hulklings go wild as lights flash and sparks fly. "BUT THATS NOT ALL!" she announces with obvious glee at the crowd of hulklings excitement. "WE STOLE IRON MANS SUIT!" more wild cheers. "...ze fake one from party city." she adds. the hulklings all sigh disappointedly.

"AND I WONT EVEN MENTION CAPTAIN AMERICAS SHIELD!" two hulklings wheel the red white and blue american icon in. "...also party city." she frowns slightly looking at it but turning back to the crowd she offers up a devious smile.

"but..." she starts her grin growing villainously. "i have been working on zomezing VERY BIG!" she throws her hands to the air emphasizing her point. "zomezing zat will blow dis avengers tower thing out of ze water! and... thanks to my good friend doctor mccoy," the beast basks in the praise of the hulklings for a rare moment.

"pleeeze calm down. NOW! we have located a magic dampener and we... will have ze ability..." there barely contained excitement in the crowd as astrid lowers her voice and everyones breathing shallows eager to hear her next words. "we will pull off ze crime of ze zebtury... we are going... to... steal... ZE ZORCEROR ZUPREME!" her words ring out through the auditorium. and applause erupts like a tidal wave. anything is possible is the blooming thought in your heart and in your mind its the idea of regaining your spot as THE. ULTIMATE. BADASS. VILLAIN.