AN: I'm alive! Seriously though, I know that I haven't posted in almost a year, and I'm very sorry about that. I moved, and I couldn't find my computer this whole time! But I have found my computer and can continue the story! I also updated the previous chapters to be a little bit better. On with the show!
P.S. I read some of your reviews and a couple of you suggested that I use third person, so that is what I will start doing. Thanks for the feedback!
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, bla bla, witty remark, let's just start chapter three.
Flowering Cobra opened her eyes to find a metal ceiling. She tried to move, only to find herself strapped to a table. As she lay there, waiting to see what she was up against, the door opens, and she lifted her head, heart thumping. She breathed out in relief when she saw that it was a man she didn't recognize at all. This relief is quickly replaced with curiosity, however, and Cobra quickly silenced the urge to ask this man who he was, still fearing the worst. Even though she knew full well that Khered Khadanian, the man responsible for the destruction of Iota, was long dead after his trial in court, the memory of him still haunted her. Cobra studied him, taking all of the information she could by just looking at him, which wasn't much. He was wearing a green cloak to cover most of his body, and his hands were covered in metal. She could tell that he was a male though by his build. She could also tell that he was the arrogant type by the way he carried himself. He was one of those people who thought that everyone should stop what they're doing to bow to him or whatever was in his probably twisted mind. Fortunately for her, she didn't have to hide her curiosity for very long. He turned towards Cobra and began to speak.
"You say you found her with the Avengers?" His voice was almost metallic.
That's when she realized there was someone else in the room, and that they were probably responsible for the situation she was in. I'll have to remember to thank him later, she thought.
"Yes, it was as if she had known them her whole life." Cobra couldn't help but giggle in response to that. This man's voice was like a stuck-up scientist, and she was immediately thinking of all the teases she could use on him. Of course, she also needed to know what he looked like, and since he was behind her, that would have to wait. But that wasn't the reason for her response. These guys though that she was a lifetime friend with the Avengers, when in reality she had met all but one of them yesterday!
The man in the cloak glared at her, and she put on the best innocent, scared little girl face she had in response. He took a step toward her, obviously preparing for an interrogation.
"What do you know about the Avengers?"
"I know that they are heroes, and that they are going to kick you're butt when they get here." This obviously amused him, so she knew that she was either using the right attitude or was going to get a punch in the face.
"Do you know who I am though?"
"Someone who's going to get their butt kicked by the Avengers." Cobra added a smirk to the end of that sentence to make it seem legit. In reality, she still had no idea who this guy was, and wanted to hear him say who he was.
"Nowhere close." He responded in a voice that was either greatly amused or about to hurt her. It is a very fine line. "I am Victor Von Doom, though you have probably heard of me as Dr. Doom."
"Dr. Doom? Never heard that name in my life." Cobra responded, preparing to drop her act if needed. "So since I don't know anything you want me to know, aren't you supposed to, like, set me free or something?" She cringed and hoped that the "like" wasn't taking it too far.
"Ah, but how do I know you are not lying to me about not knowing much about the Avengers?" He was messing with her at this point, and clearly had no intentions of releasing Cobra at anytime soon, so she was done with this act. In a second, Cobra immediately went from childish and light-hearted to adult and serious.
"Look, I don't know any of the information you are looking for, and if I were you, I would release me right now."
"Why?" This guy obviously didn't get that she was done playing pretend. "Are your Avengers going to come save you?" He then chuckled.
"I don't need the Avengers." She was actually considering breaking out at this point. "I don't need anyone. Let me go right now, and I'll forget this ever happened. Keep me here, and you'll wish you'd never met me." He seemed amused by her threats, so he most likely thought that she was just trying to act tough. At this point the other man, who had been silent thus far, spoke up.
"What should we do with her?" He walked forwards, and Cobra finally got a good look at him. He was middle-aged, and had some contraption attached to his body. She looked at the contraption a little closer, and realized that there were claws coming out of it.
"I've heard of four-eyes, but this is something new." She joked. He turned to glare at her, but the so-called Dr. Doom responded to him, diverting his attention for the moment.
"We'll keep her here for a while. She may yet prove useful."
"Of course." Dr. Doom walked out of the room, and the other man turned to look at me. "You have no idea who I am, do you?"
"Should I know who you are?"
"If you live in the New York area, then yes."
"Oh. Ok. I have absolutely no idea who you are." He seemed to straighten up at the opportunity of introducing himself.
"I am Dr. Otto Octavius, and I am Dr. Doom's right-hand man."
Cobra chuckled. "I wonder how many villains have said that."
He scowled at her. "Other villains can say what they want, but I am the true right-hand man."
Cobra looked him in the eye. "Villains don't have right-hand men. They have others whom they consider inferior to them and sacrifice so that they don't receive justice. The 'right-hand man' term is used to make those other villains feel good about themselves." Doctor Octavius smiles at Cobra and walks over to her.
"I see what you're trying to do," he smirks, "and it isn't going to work." She smiles,
"Are you sure about that?"
"Positive."
"Well then, Octavius-"
"You may call me Doctor Octopus," he interrupted.
"Very well, Doctor Octopus," she scowled, "Is it just you and Doom or are there people you are actually above?" He stares her down, and then smiles evilly.
"Yes, there are others in this facility."
"Like who?" she asks, letting her curiosity get the best of her. She sighed as Dr. Octopus grins at her slip up. Dr. Octopus grins.
"You'll see." He walks out of the room. Cobra lies there, and she smiles grimly.
"This will be fun." She muttered.
A.N. So that was chapter three! It took a while to write, but I got it done!
