I awoke in nothing but pain and darkness. Every part of me felt pulverized and crushed. Suddenly, I realized I wasn't even in a humanoid shape. The impact of the crash was so great; I had fallen out of my seat, and into the place where my feet usually rested. I crawled out from the foot of the compartment Father and I sit together in what was then a ravaged Fantasticar. When I finally sat back up in a normal form, I started to relax and waited for the pain to die down. As I sat there in the darkness looking up towards the slowly fading stars in the sky, I tried to recall what happened.
"Let's see... I started crying. Father began to hug me, then we must have crashed for that was where I blacked out..."
As I remembered the crash, I couldn't believe I had almost forgotten how scary it was. It was even more frightening than the crash of the rocket that careened me and my friends to the cosmic rays that gave us our powers. I immediately then had a flashback to the time I, Marilyn Richards was a proud member of the in-a-way ill-fated Richards Pocket Rocket crew. Everything from the cosmic rays, to the horrible migraine and aches that throbbed throughout my body, and the discovery of my powers came back to me in such a way that I woke up in a cold sweat. Apparently, I fell asleep during my moment of relaxation. I shook my head, then got to look at my surroundings. It was still dark, but there was then a hint of light in the sky. The sun was rising. I made sure there was no one dangerous or suspicious looking around. The whole clearing was empty. Then, I started to survey the rest of the Fantasticar. It was obvious that Father and I along with Ben and Johnny already had a ton of work to do when we got back to the Baxter Building. In other words, we had to build a new Fantasticar. It was when I thought about that, I realized Father was not beside of me. I must have really been out of it. I called Father in a quiet, yet loud tone.
"Father! Father! Are you ok? Where are you?"
There was no response. An uneasy feeling began to take over me.
"Johnny? Sue? Ben? Are you guys in any pain? Can you hear me?"
Again, there were no replies. I felt awfully concerned. I finally got out of the Fantasticar, and walked around. All of the compartments were empty. In desperation, I called out.
"Guys, if this is a joke, this is not funny. I thought we were on a mission, not some kind of test or practice."
I realize I probably did sound like an idiot saying that. But, who knows what my friends might do to get back at me for some of the pranks I played on them in the past. Anyway, my friends did not appear. As I started to hang my head down in disbelief, and fear, I noticed on the ground footprints. I ran back to my compartment, and got the little knapsack I always brought with me on missions. Then, I got out from it a magnifying glass. I looked at a footprint with the magnifier. Not only was the footprint an unusual size, it had a weird symbol in the center. I scrutinized the footprint even more. It was then, I realized the odd symbol was the seal of Latveria.
"Oh no.. It can't be. My four best friends, kidnapped by Doom.. Why now? Why couldn't it have been when I was more prepared? Or had more training from Father for such a situation?"
I was in total shock for five minutes. I knew sooner or later, it would come to a point where the rest of the team depended on me to save them from the clutches of some evil foe. But, never did I ever think that it would be our most deadly foe, Dr. Doom. Dr. Doom was especially dangerous in the fact that of all five members, he wanted my stepfather and me dead the most. And of all things, just because of a misunderstanding that Doom and Father had in college. The only reason Doom wanted me dead was the fact that I to him like many others was a "little girl" version of my stepfather. Not only did my stepfather and I possess similar looks and powers. We both were considered incredible intellects. I'm not as brilliant as my stepfather is, but I have an amazing mind for my age. I got out of that shock, picked up my knapsack, and got off the ground. The sun was above the horizon then. I hurriedly inspected the Fantasticar for any goods I could use on my first, not to mention long solo mission ahead. I found in Father and I's compartment a laser gun along with a holster to keep it in, a chemical bomb, and a nifty little silver gear belt that the mechanized creeps must have taken off Father before carrying him away to Castle Doom. In the other compartments I found cigars, a small map of Doomstadt (Along with various other maps of places we have had missions at. But the Doomstadt one was the only one I needed.), three tubes of lipstick, eyeshadow, foundation, a little flashlight, and a lighter. Luckily, I was able to fit all items in my medium-sized knapsack along with the miniature Talkboy, slingshot, a few ball bearings, a Swiss army knife, some miniature firecrackers, some tiny containers of various substances, four packs of gum, two packs of taffy, and a little bag of Tootsie Rolls that were already in there. I slung the knapsack's handle over my shoulder. Then, I put on the gear belt. I looked at the Fantasticar, sighed, and said under my breath in such a way, it was almost like I thought my friends could hear me..
"It is daylight, I am wearing an outlandish blue uniform, I am one of the most hated people in this country, yet I am not afraid. Doom shall get a taste of my sweet revenge friends. Please hang in there."
As I made great distance toward the somewhat far away hill thanks to my power, I thought I could hear Father in my mind saying in a confidential voice.
"You can do it my child. I know you can."
"Let's see... I started crying. Father began to hug me, then we must have crashed for that was where I blacked out..."
As I remembered the crash, I couldn't believe I had almost forgotten how scary it was. It was even more frightening than the crash of the rocket that careened me and my friends to the cosmic rays that gave us our powers. I immediately then had a flashback to the time I, Marilyn Richards was a proud member of the in-a-way ill-fated Richards Pocket Rocket crew. Everything from the cosmic rays, to the horrible migraine and aches that throbbed throughout my body, and the discovery of my powers came back to me in such a way that I woke up in a cold sweat. Apparently, I fell asleep during my moment of relaxation. I shook my head, then got to look at my surroundings. It was still dark, but there was then a hint of light in the sky. The sun was rising. I made sure there was no one dangerous or suspicious looking around. The whole clearing was empty. Then, I started to survey the rest of the Fantasticar. It was obvious that Father and I along with Ben and Johnny already had a ton of work to do when we got back to the Baxter Building. In other words, we had to build a new Fantasticar. It was when I thought about that, I realized Father was not beside of me. I must have really been out of it. I called Father in a quiet, yet loud tone.
"Father! Father! Are you ok? Where are you?"
There was no response. An uneasy feeling began to take over me.
"Johnny? Sue? Ben? Are you guys in any pain? Can you hear me?"
Again, there were no replies. I felt awfully concerned. I finally got out of the Fantasticar, and walked around. All of the compartments were empty. In desperation, I called out.
"Guys, if this is a joke, this is not funny. I thought we were on a mission, not some kind of test or practice."
I realize I probably did sound like an idiot saying that. But, who knows what my friends might do to get back at me for some of the pranks I played on them in the past. Anyway, my friends did not appear. As I started to hang my head down in disbelief, and fear, I noticed on the ground footprints. I ran back to my compartment, and got the little knapsack I always brought with me on missions. Then, I got out from it a magnifying glass. I looked at a footprint with the magnifier. Not only was the footprint an unusual size, it had a weird symbol in the center. I scrutinized the footprint even more. It was then, I realized the odd symbol was the seal of Latveria.
"Oh no.. It can't be. My four best friends, kidnapped by Doom.. Why now? Why couldn't it have been when I was more prepared? Or had more training from Father for such a situation?"
I was in total shock for five minutes. I knew sooner or later, it would come to a point where the rest of the team depended on me to save them from the clutches of some evil foe. But, never did I ever think that it would be our most deadly foe, Dr. Doom. Dr. Doom was especially dangerous in the fact that of all five members, he wanted my stepfather and me dead the most. And of all things, just because of a misunderstanding that Doom and Father had in college. The only reason Doom wanted me dead was the fact that I to him like many others was a "little girl" version of my stepfather. Not only did my stepfather and I possess similar looks and powers. We both were considered incredible intellects. I'm not as brilliant as my stepfather is, but I have an amazing mind for my age. I got out of that shock, picked up my knapsack, and got off the ground. The sun was above the horizon then. I hurriedly inspected the Fantasticar for any goods I could use on my first, not to mention long solo mission ahead. I found in Father and I's compartment a laser gun along with a holster to keep it in, a chemical bomb, and a nifty little silver gear belt that the mechanized creeps must have taken off Father before carrying him away to Castle Doom. In the other compartments I found cigars, a small map of Doomstadt (Along with various other maps of places we have had missions at. But the Doomstadt one was the only one I needed.), three tubes of lipstick, eyeshadow, foundation, a little flashlight, and a lighter. Luckily, I was able to fit all items in my medium-sized knapsack along with the miniature Talkboy, slingshot, a few ball bearings, a Swiss army knife, some miniature firecrackers, some tiny containers of various substances, four packs of gum, two packs of taffy, and a little bag of Tootsie Rolls that were already in there. I slung the knapsack's handle over my shoulder. Then, I put on the gear belt. I looked at the Fantasticar, sighed, and said under my breath in such a way, it was almost like I thought my friends could hear me..
"It is daylight, I am wearing an outlandish blue uniform, I am one of the most hated people in this country, yet I am not afraid. Doom shall get a taste of my sweet revenge friends. Please hang in there."
As I made great distance toward the somewhat far away hill thanks to my power, I thought I could hear Father in my mind saying in a confidential voice.
"You can do it my child. I know you can."