Chapter 5: Plans

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ULTIMATE SPIDER-MAN OR IRON MAN: ARMORED ADVENTURES. THEY BOTH BELONG TO MARVEL.

Tasha's POV

We all left the Helicarrier and reconvened in dad's armory. The armory is where he keeps all his Iron Man suits. It barely managed to fit the Hulk.

"Okay, so does anyone know how to take down Doctor Doom?" I asked the room at large. No-one had an answer.

"Smash?" Hulk asked helpfully.
"That won't do any good. Besides, Fury wants him back alive." We all paced around trying to come up with a plan. After a few minutes we had no success. Until …

"I'VE GOT IT!" Peter yelled.

"Got what, no brains?" Sam laughed at his joke but no-one was laughing with him. "What? It was funny."

"No-one's laughing kid." Captain America said.

"Come on people. We need a plan. Now think." We went back to pacing. Dad said this was too boring so he flew off.

"Okay, we're one man short but we still need to think up a plan."

A few hours later ….

Tasha's POV

We were still pacing around the armory, trying to come up with a plan. My dad flew in.

"Where did you go?" Mum asked dad.

"I went to scout Doom's headquarters in Latveria."

"He did all that in a few hours? Sweet." Sam was clearly impressed.

"So, what's the situation?"

"The situation is, Captain, that Doom's castle is packed full of quantum cannons, tracking-guided systems and even a few ballistic missiles. But that's not even the main problem. The main problem is this, his front door."

"'His front door'? Why would his front door pose a problem?" That was Reed.

"Because, it has a facial recognition system." There was a loud collective groan.

"We smash front door?"

"That may be the case Hulk."

"Well then, why don't we get someone Reed to change his shape to fit Doom's?"

"Because, Natasha," I hate it when people call me that. "I can't physically do that. I can only change my shape to the likeness of inanimate objects. Not actual living, breathing human beings." I'm glad that got cleared up.

"Can anyone here change into Doom's shape?"

"Maybe the Skrull can but that's going to be a problem, seeming as we don't really have any Skrulls here."

"Wait a minute, what are Skrulls?" I asked them.

"Skrulls are aliens who can change their entire physical structure to become anyone they can think of." Reed answered

"So, in other words, they can shape-shift in ways you can't?" He nodded.

"Does anyone know where we can get a Skrull?" No-one had an answer to that. Then dad clicked his fingers.

"Why don't we take the Quinjet?" the Quinjet is something my dad created to go into space with other superheroes.

"Of course. Why didn't I think of that?" Reed exclaimed.

"Obviously it was too easy for you Reed." Dad replied.

This chapter is shorter than normal but that's because I wanted to try and get them to come up with plans. Reviews are welcome.