Disclaimers: I don't own the F4 characters, but I'm working on my world domination project, so watch this space!
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Victor Von Doom had been living peacefully in Latveria for five years. After being encased in his metallic prison by the Fantastic Four, he'd been taken back to his home land where he was kept in a rubber like cell for three years, until psychiatric doctors had decided he was safe enough to be let out without hurting people.
He'd decided to use his powers for good rather than evil, secretly hoping if he turned over a new leaf then maybe, just maybe, she'd come back to him.
He sighed and rubbed bald head, as if she'd even find him attractive now… he had no hair, and was virtually all silver. His skin had long since fallen away to leave shiny metal underneath, he was like Ben Grimm, only not orange and rocky, silver and metally. His heart didn't even beat anymore, it just worked… it stopped beating over five years ago when he lost the woman he loved…
He had spent many nights following the same routine, finishing work at the power plant where he powered the generators that sent electricity to over a million homes. He would come back to an empty house, and spend the night alone, tumbling though his thoughts, and his memories of his days he worked alongside Sue. How closely they worked together, and the laughs they often shared.
Only when the letter had arrived, all that changed.
Victor stared at the letter he had received just over a month ago, it was from Reed Richards. He never thought he would even hear from him again, but there it was at the bottom of the letter, his signature in black and white.
Reed had written to him asking for his help, the person who bought about his downfall wanted his help. Victor had laughed a little when he'd read it, feeling powerful once more, only that feeling didn't last long. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach as he read of the marriage between Mr Fantastic and the Invisible Woman… He'd lost her for good… Or had he?
As he read on, he read that Reed and Sue were trying for a baby ('Maybe just to rub it in?' he'd asked himself). Only they were having problems… Sue was still fertile, they knew this because of her monthly cycle, only Reed wasn't. That's why he had written to Victor, asking him to help him come up with a treatment of some kind that could help. In return Reed was prepared to give him a rubber like suit so he could walk down the street again without being feeling like a freak. A luxury, he'd added, that Ben could not have.
This had made Victor laugh again, not because Ben was still suffering a little, although that did make him smile. No, he was laughing sarcastically at the fact that Reed seemed to have thought normality was a big prize to be awarded for giving him and Sue the happiness that could be only be felt with the birth of a child. This was happiness that Victor could never feel, not without Sue…
But still, he replied to Reed's letter, telling him he would help him in every way he could, and would accept the offer of the rubber suit.
Yet, unbeknown to Reed, a sinister plan was forming in Victor's mind… a very good plan in deed…
