The minute Father oozed into Doom's dwelling quarters, Doom immediately turned around and shot a laser from his gauntlet straight towards his face. Father barely avoided the laser, and responded to it by hitting Doom in the face with his hand molded into a mace. Doom was not the least bit stunned. Even though one might think Doom was weak and crippled, and that the armor was built for life support. The truth is that Doom's armor gave him super strength, which made him more than just another genius to be reckoned with. As the fight went on, I looked through my knapsack for something I thought I could toss to Father to help him, but decided I better not interfere at all right then. Father was holding his own very well against Doom not just physically, but verbally.
"You should know better than to bring your darling little brat on missions Richards, she could get injured as easily as THIS!" Doom let out as he shot a gauntlet-based laser right at the vent I was witnessing the duel from.
It always pays to keep a very close eye on all aspects of a bout with Doom, for that was what saved me from his unexpected and attempted assault. Doom, angry at his attempt to kill me being a failure was caught off guard by my stepfather wrapping his arm tightly around Doom's throat hoping to strangle him. The evil man just chortled, and said.
"You are such a fool Richards. My armor is bionic, and made from some of the strongest metals on Earth. Your little plan to strangle me to my death has proven to be a failure like most of your accomplishments should have been."
Father replied in a voice of rage as he retracted his arm back to normal length so Doom could not harm it.
"Doom, if you would only listen to reason. I never meant any harm nor did I sabotage your experiment. I was just trying to help prevent what became of your face and life from happening."
"Bah! I have never needed correction, nor any help from a person like you. You will never admit to it Richards, but I AM the BETTER genius than you will ever be!"
As he hollered "BETTER", a tiny vent opened above right where Father was standing, and a mist came out. Father suddenly became weak, drowsy, and pale.
"There are times I rather you have died quicker. But, I think I shall treasure your dying a mere, not to mention slow death by poison Reed Richards." Doom maliciously said.
It appeared that the poison was slowly trying to paralyze Father. Slowly, he wriggled out from the path of the mist's venomous vapors, and turned his head towards where I sat as if wanting to say.
"Mary, help me!"
Quickly, I got out the chemical bomb from my knapsack and threw it to where Doom stood! A miniscule explosion resulted. The explosion did not reach Father, and would only be enough to stun Doom, giving me enough time to gather the supplies I would need to do what I hoped would be finishing him off. I slipped on Father's silver gear belt, which I had forgotten to give him, but that worked out well for me. I got all I thought I would need into the empty belt's pockets. Then, I squirmed out of the vent to face the medieval sleaze-ball.
"You should know better than to bring your darling little brat on missions Richards, she could get injured as easily as THIS!" Doom let out as he shot a gauntlet-based laser right at the vent I was witnessing the duel from.
It always pays to keep a very close eye on all aspects of a bout with Doom, for that was what saved me from his unexpected and attempted assault. Doom, angry at his attempt to kill me being a failure was caught off guard by my stepfather wrapping his arm tightly around Doom's throat hoping to strangle him. The evil man just chortled, and said.
"You are such a fool Richards. My armor is bionic, and made from some of the strongest metals on Earth. Your little plan to strangle me to my death has proven to be a failure like most of your accomplishments should have been."
Father replied in a voice of rage as he retracted his arm back to normal length so Doom could not harm it.
"Doom, if you would only listen to reason. I never meant any harm nor did I sabotage your experiment. I was just trying to help prevent what became of your face and life from happening."
"Bah! I have never needed correction, nor any help from a person like you. You will never admit to it Richards, but I AM the BETTER genius than you will ever be!"
As he hollered "BETTER", a tiny vent opened above right where Father was standing, and a mist came out. Father suddenly became weak, drowsy, and pale.
"There are times I rather you have died quicker. But, I think I shall treasure your dying a mere, not to mention slow death by poison Reed Richards." Doom maliciously said.
It appeared that the poison was slowly trying to paralyze Father. Slowly, he wriggled out from the path of the mist's venomous vapors, and turned his head towards where I sat as if wanting to say.
"Mary, help me!"
Quickly, I got out the chemical bomb from my knapsack and threw it to where Doom stood! A miniscule explosion resulted. The explosion did not reach Father, and would only be enough to stun Doom, giving me enough time to gather the supplies I would need to do what I hoped would be finishing him off. I slipped on Father's silver gear belt, which I had forgotten to give him, but that worked out well for me. I got all I thought I would need into the empty belt's pockets. Then, I squirmed out of the vent to face the medieval sleaze-ball.