FANTASTIC FOUR

"The Super-Skrull Cometh!"

Chapter 6/Conclusion

"Help! Aiiiii!"

The sounds of screams from completely helpless citizens standing in large groups of gaping sightseers to this super-struggle had not fallen upon aphoristically deaf ears...

"Avengers!" heroically shouted Captain America, understood overseer of these seven mighty members of the second super-group to call the City That Never Sleeps their home. "We must work to protect the people! For now, the fight with the Super-Skrull must rest with the Fantastic Four!"

Even as every Avenger, including the impulsively massive and very violent Hulk along with the seat-of-his-(costumed) pants Spider-Man!, followed their leader in red-white-and-blue to simply protect potential targets of said super-violence, rather than continue to attack said Super-Skrull...

"All right," loudly proclaimed the consistently super-stretching Mr. Fantastic, "it's up to us now! The Super-Skrull must not succeed! No matter the cost to us..."

Working with the quick-minded counterattacking choreography of a super-powered complement with many, many years of experience 'gainst such super-villains...

"Come to Daddy, ya big-eared, green-skinned creep!"

"Time to force-feed you some concentrated supernova flame, freakazoid!"

"I'll try to form an invisible bubble in Super-Skrull's body...and expand it!"

"And I'll keep him utterly distracted via my own super-stretching Self, Sue!"

Suddenly showing exactly why such as they granted unto themselves the combined moniker of "Fantastic" Four...

The Thing pushed past his seeming shortcomings of super-strength to deliver blows via fists of stone even more overwhelmingly detrimental than anything the Hulk had mustered in his muscle-bound madness...

Whilst The Human Torch turned up his super-heat well past what such as he could create and preclude the possibility of plasma flame-out...

And as The Invisible Woman so concentrated her psionic pussiance, when it came to the creation of force-field forms for something so decidedly drastic...

Mr. Fantastic forced any sensation of physical strain and pain from his forethoughts. All whilst super-stretching his entire FF-attired body far beyond anything he had, thus far, actually attempted.

Even as the Avengers successfully saved the citizenry standing about Times Square from harm, they couldn't help but turn to truly take note...

"They're actually hurting that Super-Skrull character!" Spider-Man said aloud what was simultaneously assumed by the rest.

Except for the dimwittedly dangerous green-skinned monstrosity men came to call: the Hulk.

"Bah! Hulk bash Super-Skrull better!"

"Wait, Hulk!" Captain America quickly countered, even as the usually uncontrollable mountain of muscle acceded, as did everyone else battling under the Avengers banner, abstractedly speaking!, to the patriotically-attired team-leader. "Whatever the Fantastic Four are doing...it seems to be succeeding."

Though left inferred by the Captain, such also seemed to be his silently understood suggestion in regards to the Fantastic Four fighting o'er this particular super-predicament.

"After all," near-silently said the courageous Captain America with a slight smile of common commaraderie forming for these original superheroes of this New York City. "This Super-Skrull was apparently patterned after the Fantastic Four. Some combative moments must be won or lost by those most suited for such. As one of the many teammates I'd had the great glory to work with, in my Time and Reality!, would so victoriously avow at such a significant super-powered crossroads...Excelsior!"

Whether or not the separate super-persons, making up the tremendous team forever referenced as the Fantastic Four!, believed in a jubilant delimitation mattered not.

Thanks to The Thing's beyond-hope battle extraordinare, far and away surpassing his peerless, sorry, Hulk! super-strength...

Thanks to The Human Torch specifically using up his complete plasma flame via a tightly-controlled blast of beyond-white hot heat...

Thanks to The Invisible Woman's woe-inducing usage of so concentratedly created, and gradually growing within an agonizing-to-Super-Skrull size!, force-field sphere...

Thanks to Mr. Fantastic's super-painful super-stretching Self, essentially keeping the completely embattled Super-Skrull entirely engaged with him...

Captain America, at last, led the rest of the superheroic Avengers to stand in a semi-circle about the definitely defeated, as well as utterly unconscious because of the FF's teamwork supreme!, Super-Skrull.

"Excellent work, Mr. Fantastic...Thing...Human Torch...Invisible Woman. Excellent work."

"Thanks for nothin', Flag-man!" grumbled the gravelly-voiced man of marble, whose muscles of stone ached every bit as much as any normal man's after so much extreme exertion.

Even as The Human Torch, too overtaxed, physically and psyhically, to flame-on at the moment!, started to second such...only to leave any such smart-alec statements unsaid.

Only Mr. Fantastic, so unspeakably sore from such super-stretching that had taken all his less-super strength!, still extended a gloved hand in offered-up friendship, whilst wearily replying with a shaky smile, "Thank you, Captain. I know how hard it must've been for you and the Avengers to hang back...so the Fantastic Four could complete this rather ragged triumph. We appreciate it."

As The Thing and The Human Torch, combined!, came to comprehend the Why of the Avengers' not enjoining the final fight of the FF versus the Super-Skrull...

"I assume, Dr. Richards," Captain America smilingly said, pointedly putting emphasis upon Mr. Fantastic's true title and last name out of absolute respect!, "that you have some means of safely securing the Super-Skrull?"

With a somewhat serous smile all his own, whilst a dark-blue gloved hand released the heroic hand in red, the super-scientist answered secretorily...

"You assume correctly, Captain."

Even as the Avengers, still assembled about Captain America, left in individually differential withdrawal from Times Square's Seventh and Broadway...

Then, as the Fantastic Four carefully carried the fallen enemy of green to their utterly unique Fantasti-Car, which utilized not only powerful positioning thrusters to become skyborn, but both an anti-gravity envelope along with primary rear thruster to streak away...

"Yeaaaaaa!"

"Fan-tas-tic Four! Fan-tas-tic Four! Fan-tas-tic Four!"

...the people protected from harm, many more times than the still-new-to-the-New York area Avengers!, via the phenomenal FF allowed the rising roar of their cheers to thunder high-and-far.

Only Mr. Fantastic truly understood that, had it not been for the Avengers assisting in such singular safeguarding of said gathered group, as well as allowing the final fight to be the for the Four...

Well, such said as much as would've been observable had Captain America and his Avengers rejoined the great gainsay against such as the Super-Skrull.

Who knows? Perhaps the next time these two teams of superheroes arrive to trounce the Bad Guy or Guys...

The Fantastic Four would let the Avengers prevail.

END