Susan Storm
Susan Storm ,Known as the Invisible Woman and one of the Fantastic Four, landed her aircraft on top of the Baxter Building, turning to Franklin and Valeria with calm authority.
"Stay in the jet. I'll be back soon. I just have some unfinished business."
Without another word, she stepped out, her expression unreadable.
Fortunately, Johnny and Ben weren't around. Honestly, she didn't care where those idiots were.
She knew only one person would be inside the building: Reed.
That pathetic fool who never left his lab, who never cared about her or the kids.
And yet, he had the nerve to betray her — to turn on Peter, whom she had considered family. Alongside the other fools in the Illuminati, they'd brought about the end of their world… and their future.
The only satisfying part?
Everyone got exactly what they deserved.
Susan walked slowly into the lab. Of course, she could see Reed — he didn't even acknowledge her entrance, too absorbed in his work.
Had it been anyone else, the lab's alert systems would have triggered before the plane even touched down.
But not with her. Not with the one he had so thoroughly underestimated.
While Reed remained oblivious, Susan activated her powers. Her golden-blonde hair floated gently, charged with invisible energy. She raised her hand toward him.
Suddenly, Reed felt intense pressure. Thanks to his elastic body, he could endure it — but he couldn't move. Or speak.
Susan had trapped him inside an invisible box, a construct made purely from her force fields.
The beautiful thing about coming from the future — or surviving long enough — is that your powers sharpen. You learn. You evolve.
She began to float, manipulating the box as it hovered closer to her. With a subtle gesture, she caused the force field to vibrate violently — Reed felt like he was inside a washing machine.
As his face emerged clearly through the shimmering walls, she stared at him coldly. That was the expression he opened his eyes to — an icy, unforgiving stare.
He tried to speak, but his voice was silenced.
"There's no point trying," Susan said, voice low and cold. "I don't want to hear that disgusting voice of yours. Lucky for you, I know how to remove air from inside the box without killing you… yet."
Though she couldn't hear him, Reed heard every word she said. His brilliant mind raced through possibilities.
He had always believed his plans would remain hidden. He trusted his intelligence too much — so much that he ignored what he had done to Susan. Why he had sent her away.
What shocked him most now wasn't her fury — it was her control.
In the past, even pushing one power to its limit would leave her exhausted. No matter how strong she tried to be, she couldn't advance.
But over the years, Susan discovered the truth: it wasn't her body or her powers that held her back — it was her mind.
She had spent years fighting against her own abilities. Never feeling peace when using them. Always thinking she was the weakest link in the team.
But with the help of Iron Fist and meditation… everything changed.
Now, her powers had no limits.
She could wrap force fields around her body, making her invulnerable. She could fly, contain explosions, snatch enemies mid-attack. She could control exactly what entered or left her barriers.
Her powers were full of untapped potential — blocked only by fear and self-doubt.
She didn't waste words. Reed kept mouthing things, but she ignored him.
"I can't kill you," she said finally. "That would go against who I am… and who he wants me to be. Your powers let you adapt to my barriers, but believe me — I could compress you to nothing."
Her eyes narrowed. "But I know something that will hurt more."
She raised her left hand — and Reed noticed it immediately: her wedding ring was gone.
Then, with a wave of that same hand, the entire lab shifted. Everything — machines, files, hidden devices — collapsed into a flat, smooth surface like a clean white floor.
She rotated his floating prison to give him a perfect view of the destruction.
Years of research. Work. Calculations. Ugly sacrifices made in the name of science — all gone.
His square, structured mind broke. In that moment, he became empty.
Alive and dead, at the same time.
Susan smiled.
She gently descended, ready to leave, but kept Reed trapped — floating above the grave of his life's work.
Did she mention she had compressed every secret file in the lab to nothing? Even the hidden chambers containing dangerous tech?
She walked out. Reed meant nothing to her now.
She could have left him there for years. After all, she had become a walking prison — that was nearly her job in the future.
They'd come looking for him, of course.
But she was sure Reed would take his own life before that happened.
And she didn't care.
Back on the jet, she smiled as she saw her kids playing and laughing.
"Oh, did I miss something?" she said cheerfully.
Franklin, at the front, looked up. Valeria was quiet, deep in thought.
"We were wondering… do you think Uncle Peter would like us calling him 'Dad'?"
Susan looked at Franklin and smiled. "In time, sweetheart. Mommy still has to win his heart first."
Franklin grinned. He was smart — he understood. He wouldn't call Peter "Dad" until after the wedding.
No need to say it aloud. He didn't want to embarrass his mom and get his ear pinched.
Susan smiled back at him, then turned to her daughter.
"Sweetheart, are you okay?"
Valeria looked up, thoughtful. "You said Uncle Peter was… Papa Peter."
Susan froze briefly — remembering the moment she returned through time and let that slip, overwhelmed with emotion.
She pulled Valeria into a loving embrace.
"My darling, I promise — once our whole family is together, I'll explain everything. Especially to you.
But for now, I need you both to stay quiet. This is our secret. I know you're both smart enough to understand."
The two children looked at each other and nodded. "Okay, Mom. We promise."
Susan held out her pinky. "Pinky swear."
They shouted together: "PINKY SWEAR!" and hooked their fingers with hers.
She laughed, hugging them tightly. No matter how clever they were, they were still her kids — and she loved it when they acted like kids.
She floated up with both of them in her arms.
They didn't even notice the invisible barriers carrying them — they thought she was flying with a shield under her feet.
But then came the surprise. They shot forward, soaring through the air like an arrow.
They screamed in delight. Susan laughed with them.
Next destination Peter's house.
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