Spiderman Ideas( Oneshot)

Malice Within

So....I have been playing Rivals a lot and my main is Wanda and Susan. After Susan's reveal and her malice skin (which I am planning to get soon, I just need 300 units more). I have been thinking of Malice X Peter, her dark obsession and personality.

So this one-shot is filled with snippets, set after Civil war where Susan kills Reed for breaking her family...

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The funeral was a solemn affair, set against a backdrop of overcast skies that seemed to mourn along with the attendees. The weather mirrored the grief on the faces of those gathered to honor Reed Richards, the genius, the hero, the leader of The Fantastic Four. But no one mourned as deeply...or so it appeared...as his widow, Susan Storm.

Dressed in a sleek black dress that clung to her frame like mourning itself, Sue stood at the front, her expression one of perfect sorrow. Her veil obscured her eyes, but her poise radiated grace and strength. To everyone present, she was the picture of dignity in the face of unspeakable loss.

Beside her, Spider-Man knelt on one knee, speaking softly to Franklin and Valeria. Despite the mask hiding his face, his body language betrayed his own grief. He had lost a mentor, an ally...and to some degree, a friend.

Behind her, her brother Johnny Storm, Ben Grimm, and a few of the anti-registration Avengers, like Captain America, stood in respectful silence. Even Doctor Doom, Reed's greatest nemesis, had come to pay his respects. The sight of Victor von Doom silently bowing his head beside the others was surreal, a testament to the gravity of the moment.

But within Sue, behind the perfect facade, there was nothing but quiet satisfaction and a simmering darkness. Malice purred in her mind like a satisfied predator, a stark contrast to the sobbing widow everyone saw.

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TWO NIGHTS EARLIER

Reed Richards sat in his laboratory, surrounded by the machines and calculations that were his refuge. His mind, ever analytical, was churning through equations to mend the shattered trust between him and his wife. He barely noticed when Sue entered the room.

"Sue," he said without turning around, his voice tight with guilt. "I know I made mistakes during the Civil War. I know I hurt you. But I was trying to save lives..."

"You didn't save anyone," Sue interrupted, her voice calm, almost too calm.

Reed finally turned, his expression one of surprise. "Sue, I..."

"Save your excuses," she said, stepping forward, her heels clicking sharply against the metal floor. Her eyes glowed faintly, an ethereal light that sent a chill down Reed's spine. "You broke this family. You sided with Stark. You built that prison, Reed. You stood by while Goliath died, while Spider-Man was nearly killed, while families were torn apart. And for what? Your ego? Your need to be the smartest man in the room?"

Reed raised a hand, his features softening. "I made a mistake. I know that now. But we can fix this, Sue. We can fix us."

Sue's lips curled into a small, cruel smile. "You always think you can fix everything, don't you? But some things can't be fixed, Reed."

The air shimmered as an invisible force wrapped around Reed. His body elongated reflexively, but Sue tightened the force field around him, compressing his form.

"Sue, what are you doing?!" he gasped, his voice strained.

"Something I should have done a long time ago," she whispered, her voice laced with venom.