Present Day….

Sue was accosted as she left the Latverian Embassy. She was embarrassed beyond belief. Here she was dressed in garb that made her resemble a female Doom. She wore armor that was tight fitting to her form. Over her body a green dress adorned the armor. Around her back a cape flown in the daylight sun. Worst of all was the tiara around her nicely quaffed hair. As she approached the gate flanked by Doom-bots, she noticed the cadre of on lookers. She was shocked at the signs of the protestors.

"Go back to Latveria you traitorous bitch!" A man shouted. He held up a sign that read "You made it the Fantastic Three Whore!" She wanted to lash out at this man. Susan found herself hesitating a moment, scowling at the man.

Helzeba pulled her arm "My Queen, we must not wait!" The older woman was surprising limber, and she guided Susan through the gates.

Susan was shocked to see J. Jonah Jameson himself, from the Daily Bugle holding a microphone through the crowded streets. Flashbulbs went off all around Susan. "How long have you been planning this with Doom?" Jameson shouted.

Susan just shook her head. Another reporter managed to get close enough to catch Sue's ear. "What does your former husband Reed Richards think?" The woman was obviously trying to get ahead in her career by getting a sound byte.

This was the only Susan acknowledged. "Why don't you ask HIM?" Susan chuffed and turned away. Helzeba smiled at the almost regal manner with which Susan raised her head, as if the reporters and locals were beneath her. Helzeba waved to the crowd, assured they got the sound byte they wanted, and the one Doom wanted, showing anger in Sue's demeanor. Anger towards Reed.

She helped Susan enter the car. The streets seemed littered with onlookers. They followed on foot, in cars, and even by bikes flashing picture after picture of the Latverian caravan holding the new queen. Sue gritted her teeth at the sight of Norman Osborn's so called "Avengers" helping with security for the caravan. Finally when the limo pulled through gates and the convoy was largely alone.

Helzeba helped Susan out of the car. They walked to a large private jet with a large "D" on the side. Susan merely shook her head. Norman Osborn and his cadre of bodyguards including Venom and Bullseye dressed as Spiderman and Hawkeye greeted the woman at the foot of the staircase.

"Welcome Mrs. Von Doom!" Norman reached out to kiss Susan's hand. He had a knowing smile on his face.

Susan paid no attention to the villain; she turned to Venom and Bullseye who seemed to follow the woman. "Call off your dogs! They are not coming!"

"But your majesty…." Helzeba was confused, "We need to ensure you arrive safely! They are powerful superhumans"

Susan turned to Helzeba. It was an icy stare that sent shivers even down the old gypsy's spine. "I am all the superhuman we need!"

"Yes your majesty," Helzeba bowed. She turned to Norman and returned his smile. The Green Goblin waved the plane off. That was one superteam that would be out of his hair for a while.

The Invisible Woman avoided the entire entourage. She went to the royal chambers and locked herself in. The room was in the back of the humungous jet. She had a Jacuzzi, king-sized bed, a full bar, and an entertainment system to herself. Helzeba was refusing to let her call Reed. Sue would find away. In the meantime, she decided a drink would calm her nerves. She walked over to the bar, and was surprised by the sound of a robotic voice, "Welcome Mrs. Von Doom!"

Susan, though still hating the name, understood it was referring to her, "How did you know who it was,"

The voice came back on, "I analyzed the DNA of the being approaching."

Susan laughed, "and who developed this technology!"

"Why master Von Doom of course," The voice continued.

"For who?"

"You my Queen." The voice seemed to be confused even for a robot. "What would you like?"

Susan shook her head, "my own personal bartender!" she said to no one in particular. "I'll take a Martini, with an olive!" She heard a buzzing from below the bar, as she sat in the stool. Within seconds a hatch on the table opened and a Martini glass popped up, filled to the brim, with a large olive in the middle. She lifted the toothpick and ate the olive. "Delicious!" she cupped her hand to catch the juices.

"Those are Latverian olives! Only the finest for the Queen!" The robotic voice stated. "Please try the drink. It's made with Latverian Vodka."

Sue took one sip. The alcohol was smooth. Even for a woman who rarely drank. She took a larger gulp and gave an approving "mmmmm" sound. "What's your name?"

"I am called 45663 your highness!"

Susan giggled and sipped the drink, "I'll call you drink-bot!"

Sue had no idea that the same ruins which lined the mansion now lined the plane. Everything was designed to make Sue fall slowly from her former self. Far away, on a monitor Doom watched Susan order another drink. This was something she would never do. The lord of Latveria smiled under his mask. The spell was taking shape. He watched Sue consume three drinks and pass out on the large bed. He began his incantations and the room around Sue lit up once again with ancient ruins.

Doom's incantations were halted an hour later, and Sue was woken from her slumber. She held her forehead. It hurt a little from the drinks. "Drink-bot! Can you tell me what is going on!"

The robot seemed to be analyzing, "We appear to be under attack,"

Helzeba entered the room. "Your highness, there is a problem!" Sue rushed after the older woman who led her to the cockpit. The faces of the pilot and co-pilot were stuck in a state of confusion. "We seem to be under attack, but our radar is picking up nothing."

Susan gripped the sides of the pilot's seat. Helzeba looked forward; she attempted to crane her neck. Sue appeared to be seeing something others could not. "Oh my!" She looked out upon hundreds of beings surrounding the plane. Yet, they were all copies of the same being. A creature Sue had fought in the past. A creature no one could see but Susan herself. Not even Reed was able to create a device to visualize this strange being.

The familiar voice rang out, "Susan Von Doom! We are here to stop the death of millions before they occur. If you surrender we will spare all the others."

"What was that?" Helzeba asked.

"It's a long story we're in trouble by some serious monsters here!" A blast rocked through the front glass. Sue barely had time to plug the whole with an invisible field.

"How do these creatures know you highness?" Helzeba asked. The Invisible Woman surprised the gypsy each day. She watched the blonde beauty struggle to keep the field going at 30,000 feet. The plane rocked back and forth.

Sue explained her past ordeal. The being known as Iconoclast was from a future where he claimed Susan was responsible for the deaths of literally millions. "He's got it all wrong!" The Invisible Woman went on to explain that her powers were useless. "We've got to call my husband!"

Helzeba nodded, "It was the first thing that I did."

Suddenly, a wave of light seemed to glow upon the plane. Helzeba watched Sue's expression change. "Holy…." Sue muttered. She was the only one who could see the bathing light burn the creatures slowly away. What was once a dire circumstance now seemed to be a mere cloud of black smoke the plane easily passed through. "Reed finally did it!" She was delighted to be alive. She was also delighted that Reed was able to solve one of the problems he had never been able to. The solution to the Iconoclast mystery kept him up for days.

Helzeba corrected Sue shortly after, "You mean Lord Von Doom did it!" The old gypsy had called Doom and not Reed. Again, Sue felt tricked.

"How did he….?" Susan asked.

Helzeba shook her head and pushed Sue slowly back to the bedchambers. "There will be time for answers," she helped Susan into her room. "By now you should know, there is nothing Doom cannot do!"

Latverian Embassy - 1 Year Later……

Susan did her hair in the large mirror. She had not been back to this room since she had first left America. It was an anniversary of sorts. Well, not of sorts, it was in fact an anniversary of many things. First, it was a year ago that she finally returned to Latveria. Most of all, it was the anniversary of her marriage. She had not originally remembered the exact date, since the original wedding was a sham; however, it was the moment she was truly married to Doom. After a few months in Latveria, she had discovered the date from Helzeba. Three years ago today. Now she would never forget the date, and though she had not seen her husband in a few days, she hoped he remembered.

"He had to," she thought. "That's why he brought me here, and that's why she received the box from him this morning!" She twirled the wonderful blue gem around her neck. It was covered in a special gold aligned with rune stones to subjugate the power of the gem. "That makes 4 total!" Susan smiled into the mirror. With her help, Doom had recovered the Infinity Gem from a weakened Dr. Strange. Few still understood where Sue's allegiance lied, and they played off that lack of knowledge. Now Strange was unable to come at them in the embassy, save for another international incident. These incidents seemed to follow the Von Dooms.

Sue heard the knob turn on the door. She tightened the belt on her bathrobe. It hung down to her feet. She did last minute adjustments to her face. Her 5-inch green heels clicked on the floor. She was nervous, as she had never done anything like this before. Early at the store, she had been afraid to buy this gift. The store clerk seemed even more afraid. "Will he like it," she asked the clerk. It seems the clerk feared for more than embarrassment if Doctor Doom or his wife were displeased. She none-the-less gave Mrs. Von Doom frightened thumbs up. The whole day Sue wondered how a man such as Doom would react. Could she even tell behind that mask?

Doom entered reading what appeared to be an ancient text. Doom-bots surrounded him. "Did you like my gift?" He asked not looking up from his book. "I wanted you to have it. You said you adored it, and this is our anniversary!"

"I loved it Doom," Sue answered, she was elated that he had truly remembered. Something Reed Richards never did. "I have a gift for you!" Susan said softly.

Doom looked up finally. He saw his wife in a pink nightgown bearing his insignia. Strangely, she appeared to have on green heels and green stockings. "Are you planning on going out? I have calculations to do." Doom was prepared to wave her off.

"Put the book down, and calculate this," Again, she made a gesture that would get a normal woman killed. What she did next gave Doom the surprise of his current life with Susan. She undid the strap of her nightgown and let it fall to her feet. She was clad in greed lingerie that would make Hugh Hefner blush. Though embarrassed, she posed as seductively as she could. She looked through his mask trying to gauge any sense of what was going on. There was a long silence. She thought she noticed his eyes wandering up and down her form.

Finally he spoke, "Leave us!" He commanded the doom-bots. He closed the bedchamber doors and locked them with a click.

Several hours later, Susan's arm rested over Doom's strong body as they lay in the royal bed under the covers. Doom was sleeping soundly. His mask was off and on the counter. Susan was tracing her fingers along his scars. She giggled, realizing Helzeba's statement a year ago was accurate, and "There wasn't anything Doom couldn't do!"