Chapter Three
By 6:00 in the morning, Marilyn had her new home as clean as it could ever be. She had cleared out all of the cobwebs and dust thanks to a friend of hers who had arrived earlier, Susan, the Fantastic of air and wind. By calling upon a few breezes of westerly wind, Susan was able to help the youngest of her kind have a much neater, and newer looking home.
"Susan, could you please tell me once again, why I was chosen to undertake a solo mission? Why not you, Benjamin, or Johnny?" Marilyn asked the only feminine one of the Fantastics beside herself.
"Marilyn, I really could not tell you why. All I can tell you is that for some reason, your father, and that entity felt it was time for you to undertake this, well, "mission". I understand how you feel. But, you have no reason to worry. Like your father said, we will be there for you when needed, and there appears to no threat of Victor entering this plane anytime soon."
Marilyn looked at her friend cladded in a purple dress, with a white sash wrapped around her waist, and ending in a knot at her right side, not knowing how to take what she had just said. Marilyn almost felt compelled to tell Susan of her powerful experience with the photo of them taken right before their last ordeal with Doom. But held back, due to her thinking it felt strong because of her powers to flash back being so new to her.
"I suppose you are right Susan. I do have you and the others to call upon." Marilyn finally responded.
"Then, I shall leave you for now Marilyn. You seem to have rapidly recalled how to get around our former home and haven. I wish you the very best with your stay in this plane. And remember, your father, I, Benjamin, or Johnny will come by to visit you every now and then." Susan said.
"Bye Susan." Marilyn solemnly said.
"Until we meet again Marilyn, may the luck of our kind be with you. Just like your father, I know you can handle this." Susan said, and suddenly disappeared in a flash of purple light.
Marilyn sighed, as she was once again all alone. She saw the sun rising in the east, and felt exhausted. This was due to her representing the night, just like her father, and for some reason, her energy lost its peak when it was daylight, in Heaven and Earth. Marilyn decided for then that her resting-place would be the couch in the living room Susan helped her clean off. And then, she lay down on the piece of furniture, immediately heading into the realm of dreams without a hassle.
Right after Marilyn dosed off, a pair of ravens flew by, and perched on the ledge of the window to the living room of the Baxter Building. There, the birds looked in, at something other than their reflection.
"There she is Master. See, your monitor was not playing tricks on your vision." Boris said telepathically.
"I should have known I could trust you from the beginning. My sincerest apologies, faithful one." Victor replied.
"So what do you plan to do Master?" asked Boris.
"I honestly have no idea at this moment. I want to be able to grab her like this!" Victor said as he flapped his right wing quickly, like he was swiping an object, then continued.
"Then, with her in capacity. I shall either destroy her, or use her as bait to capture Richards and the others. This must be executed pristinely."
The demonic birds kept staring in at the youngest of the Fantastics slumbering away in her rather graceful sky blue dress and shoes; white hoes and gloves. She appeared to not at all be aware, nor sense their fiendish thoughts and ideas, or so it seemed.
In the realm of dreams, Marilyn was in a snow-covered field, admiring the beauty and tranquility of the season she represented, winter, when suddenly that very tranquility was shattered. The things that shattered the peaceful environment were none other than two ravens, the symbols of darkness and evil. To Marilyn, they were also omens of Victor's awakening and earth-coming. The ravens came towards her, trying to claw at her, and were squawking the most sinister of noises while doing so. While most people would have screamed, fled, or do both actions, Marilyn remained calm, and with a mere thought let a shield of ice surround her. Then, with another thought, was able to escape the nightmare, and return to the Baxter Building and the earthly plane. The moment Marilyn awoke, she saw what she had just escaped from in the Dreamworld staring right at her through the living room window. Looking right at the evil birds in the eyes, Marilyn positioned her right hand as if she was going to pick up a pencil, but in that hand appeared a nicely sized icicle. With a gleam of determination in her eyes, which at that point were glowing a bright blue, Marilyn yelled as she threw the icicle straight towards the ravens.
"URANIAN PRECISION!"
The calling upon her and her father's one of two sacred planets did not help, for instead of hitting the birds like she intended, Marilyn's dart of ice not only just merely scared off the creatures, it shattered the very pane of glass they were perched behind. But, the young Fantastic of ice and water did not care, for she was relieved to be rid of the little black beasts, but not relieved over what they represented.
"If those ravens are any indication like I have learned, Lord Doom's earth-coming is not too far away. But I don't get it. Father said the Dark One would be well sealed after our incredible defeat of him."
Marilyn thought, as she suddenly heard footsteps approach the living room entrance. She hid in the nick of time, as the Baxter Building's landlord entered.
"Darn kids in the streets below and their baseball, I should ban baseball, or ANY GAMES from being played around this building." Mr. Collins proclaimed as he looked over the mess of broken glass while at the same time tried to find a stray baseball. Then continued in bewilderment.
"Well, that's odd. No baseball, but there appears to be some water and bits of ice on the glass. And last I checked, it has not snowed recently. Oh well, whatever caused this, ain't nothing I can do about it now. Might as well get a new pane of glass."
Marilyn remained hidden until the glass was replaced, trying her best not to snicker at Mr. Collins' puzzlement over why the glass and floor underneath was wet with shards of ice. When he was finally done with his work, Mr. Collins left the room as the sun was setting. Marilyn came out from her hiding, and hopefully awaited the arrival of one of her kind as she stared out at the then rising stars and moon.
Two well-dressed men below glanced at the Baxter Building as they spoke to one another.
"That was a close one Master. You and I were very lucky to not get hit by that girl's dart." Boris said.
"I am well aware of that Boris!" Victor belted, then went on with a cruel smile forming on his devilish face.
"I am very willing to bet that urchin was not aware of who we were in the forms we took on. Despite that miniscule fact, she shall still pay for her little action this Earth day. Come along Boris, we better head back to the Underworld before Mephisto senses our absence. There, will be as better place as any, to determine how we should carry out what may possibly be our greatest, and yet most ridiculously simple plan of global, then universal control!"
And with that said, both malicious men left the earthly plane in a puff of choking, dark green and gray smoke.
By 6:00 in the morning, Marilyn had her new home as clean as it could ever be. She had cleared out all of the cobwebs and dust thanks to a friend of hers who had arrived earlier, Susan, the Fantastic of air and wind. By calling upon a few breezes of westerly wind, Susan was able to help the youngest of her kind have a much neater, and newer looking home.
"Susan, could you please tell me once again, why I was chosen to undertake a solo mission? Why not you, Benjamin, or Johnny?" Marilyn asked the only feminine one of the Fantastics beside herself.
"Marilyn, I really could not tell you why. All I can tell you is that for some reason, your father, and that entity felt it was time for you to undertake this, well, "mission". I understand how you feel. But, you have no reason to worry. Like your father said, we will be there for you when needed, and there appears to no threat of Victor entering this plane anytime soon."
Marilyn looked at her friend cladded in a purple dress, with a white sash wrapped around her waist, and ending in a knot at her right side, not knowing how to take what she had just said. Marilyn almost felt compelled to tell Susan of her powerful experience with the photo of them taken right before their last ordeal with Doom. But held back, due to her thinking it felt strong because of her powers to flash back being so new to her.
"I suppose you are right Susan. I do have you and the others to call upon." Marilyn finally responded.
"Then, I shall leave you for now Marilyn. You seem to have rapidly recalled how to get around our former home and haven. I wish you the very best with your stay in this plane. And remember, your father, I, Benjamin, or Johnny will come by to visit you every now and then." Susan said.
"Bye Susan." Marilyn solemnly said.
"Until we meet again Marilyn, may the luck of our kind be with you. Just like your father, I know you can handle this." Susan said, and suddenly disappeared in a flash of purple light.
Marilyn sighed, as she was once again all alone. She saw the sun rising in the east, and felt exhausted. This was due to her representing the night, just like her father, and for some reason, her energy lost its peak when it was daylight, in Heaven and Earth. Marilyn decided for then that her resting-place would be the couch in the living room Susan helped her clean off. And then, she lay down on the piece of furniture, immediately heading into the realm of dreams without a hassle.
Right after Marilyn dosed off, a pair of ravens flew by, and perched on the ledge of the window to the living room of the Baxter Building. There, the birds looked in, at something other than their reflection.
"There she is Master. See, your monitor was not playing tricks on your vision." Boris said telepathically.
"I should have known I could trust you from the beginning. My sincerest apologies, faithful one." Victor replied.
"So what do you plan to do Master?" asked Boris.
"I honestly have no idea at this moment. I want to be able to grab her like this!" Victor said as he flapped his right wing quickly, like he was swiping an object, then continued.
"Then, with her in capacity. I shall either destroy her, or use her as bait to capture Richards and the others. This must be executed pristinely."
The demonic birds kept staring in at the youngest of the Fantastics slumbering away in her rather graceful sky blue dress and shoes; white hoes and gloves. She appeared to not at all be aware, nor sense their fiendish thoughts and ideas, or so it seemed.
In the realm of dreams, Marilyn was in a snow-covered field, admiring the beauty and tranquility of the season she represented, winter, when suddenly that very tranquility was shattered. The things that shattered the peaceful environment were none other than two ravens, the symbols of darkness and evil. To Marilyn, they were also omens of Victor's awakening and earth-coming. The ravens came towards her, trying to claw at her, and were squawking the most sinister of noises while doing so. While most people would have screamed, fled, or do both actions, Marilyn remained calm, and with a mere thought let a shield of ice surround her. Then, with another thought, was able to escape the nightmare, and return to the Baxter Building and the earthly plane. The moment Marilyn awoke, she saw what she had just escaped from in the Dreamworld staring right at her through the living room window. Looking right at the evil birds in the eyes, Marilyn positioned her right hand as if she was going to pick up a pencil, but in that hand appeared a nicely sized icicle. With a gleam of determination in her eyes, which at that point were glowing a bright blue, Marilyn yelled as she threw the icicle straight towards the ravens.
"URANIAN PRECISION!"
The calling upon her and her father's one of two sacred planets did not help, for instead of hitting the birds like she intended, Marilyn's dart of ice not only just merely scared off the creatures, it shattered the very pane of glass they were perched behind. But, the young Fantastic of ice and water did not care, for she was relieved to be rid of the little black beasts, but not relieved over what they represented.
"If those ravens are any indication like I have learned, Lord Doom's earth-coming is not too far away. But I don't get it. Father said the Dark One would be well sealed after our incredible defeat of him."
Marilyn thought, as she suddenly heard footsteps approach the living room entrance. She hid in the nick of time, as the Baxter Building's landlord entered.
"Darn kids in the streets below and their baseball, I should ban baseball, or ANY GAMES from being played around this building." Mr. Collins proclaimed as he looked over the mess of broken glass while at the same time tried to find a stray baseball. Then continued in bewilderment.
"Well, that's odd. No baseball, but there appears to be some water and bits of ice on the glass. And last I checked, it has not snowed recently. Oh well, whatever caused this, ain't nothing I can do about it now. Might as well get a new pane of glass."
Marilyn remained hidden until the glass was replaced, trying her best not to snicker at Mr. Collins' puzzlement over why the glass and floor underneath was wet with shards of ice. When he was finally done with his work, Mr. Collins left the room as the sun was setting. Marilyn came out from her hiding, and hopefully awaited the arrival of one of her kind as she stared out at the then rising stars and moon.
Two well-dressed men below glanced at the Baxter Building as they spoke to one another.
"That was a close one Master. You and I were very lucky to not get hit by that girl's dart." Boris said.
"I am well aware of that Boris!" Victor belted, then went on with a cruel smile forming on his devilish face.
"I am very willing to bet that urchin was not aware of who we were in the forms we took on. Despite that miniscule fact, she shall still pay for her little action this Earth day. Come along Boris, we better head back to the Underworld before Mephisto senses our absence. There, will be as better place as any, to determine how we should carry out what may possibly be our greatest, and yet most ridiculously simple plan of global, then universal control!"
And with that said, both malicious men left the earthly plane in a puff of choking, dark green and gray smoke.