"Ha!" Harry smirked, the corners of his mouth curling with disdain.
He spread both palms toward the ground, slowly opening them. His slender hands seemed to catch the roaring current of lightning coming from behind—and split it cleanly in two.
Harry stood firm, like a reef parting a rushing tide. The surging current couldn't touch him at all. With a wave of his palm, he redirected the flow, sending the electricity surging into the Osborn Industrial power grid and the cables beneath New York City.
Ben Grimm froze, his rocky hand half-raised toward Harry. He stared in disbelief. If not for the burnt smell of ozone hanging in the air, he might have thought his eyes were deceiving him. It was shocking enough that Victor Doom possessed superpowers—but now there was another?
"This—this is impossible! Impossible!" Victor Doom roared, his voice distorted by rage as his power failed to overwhelm Harry. He lifted his alloyed arms high, electricity crackling wildly around him.
Lightning flared like tangled webs, smashing against nearby buildings. Blue arcs zigzagged through the air with thunderous snaps, until all the energy converged—right into Doom's outstretched hands.
"Doctor Doom… does not… fail!" he snarled beneath the mask, his voice rising in fury.
Boom—
Before he could unleash it, a barrage of fiery projectiles streaked through the air, slamming into him. Explosive orange fireballs struck Doom squarely, igniting the unstable charge he was holding.
Boom—!
The explosion shook the street. Flames and thunder drowned out Doom's scream.
"Hey, Ben! I'm here to save your rocky hide!" a playful voice called from above. Harry turned his head upward.
A blazing figure descended from the sky, trailing a comet-like streak of fire. As the flames faded, they revealed a handsome young man in a tight blue suit.
"Johnny! Are you okay?!" A woman's voice called out across the chaos—relieved and familiar.
"Sis!" The Human Torch's grin brightened as he spotted her running over. Johnny Storm had always been close to his sister Susan, and though he liked to act cocky, he wasn't stupid. After being attacked by heat-seeking bombs earlier, he'd realized someone was targeting the Fantastic Four. Seeing his sister safe—save for a few bruises—he rushed toward her immediately.
"Sis, are you hurt? Who's coming after us?" he asked, rapid-fire.
"I'm fine," Susan replied, forcing a small smile. But her face showed both pain and confusion.
"Sis?" Johnny's voice snapped her back from her daze.
"Ah—I'm fine. It's Victor," she said, her tone hardening as she looked toward the flames. "He's the one trying to destroy us."
"Victor," Johnny repeated grimly, his eyes narrowing as he stared into the burning haze.
"The Human Torch," Harry murmured thoughtfully, watching through the fading heat waves.
Name: Johnny Storm
Age: 24
Condition: Healthy (in high-temperature state)
Ability: Body of Fire (Level 50)
Equipment: Fantastic Four Standard Suit (Level 10)
"A strong power," Harry thought. "Able to reach temperatures of a supernova, generate flames, and even fly. But the weaknesses are clear—vulnerable to water, dependent on oxygen, and… it changes the body itself."
He weighed the thought a moment longer, then dismissed it. He didn't want to sacrifice his human form, and this ability wouldn't truly strengthen him further.
"Miss Storm," Harry said, walking toward the siblings.
"You're Harry Osborn!" Johnny Storm exclaimed the moment he saw him.
"Yes—do you know me?" Harry asked, genuinely surprised that Johnny recognized him.
"Of course," Johnny said with a teasing grin as he strolled up beside him. "I used to think you were my idol. Even when you weren't in the States, your name was all over the news."
Harry's smile faltered. He immediately realized what kind of "news" Johnny meant—those countless scandals and headlines from his wild days in England.
Johnny leaned closer, whispering conspiratorially, "You here for my sister?"
Boom—!
Before Harry could reply, a deafening crash erupted from the heart of the flames. The nearby buildings trembled and collapsed as wild currents surged again—reforming around a single figure.
Victor Doom stood at the center of the storm, his voice cold and filled with fury. "I'm going to kill you!"
"Victor!" Ben roared, seeing him rise again. His armor gleamed molten silver-gray beneath the fading firelight. Doom's last attack had nearly cost Ben his life, but now that he was on his feet again, the Thing charged toward him, every thunderous step shaking the pavement.
Ben's rocky skin, forged in a solar storm, was harder than diamond. The searing heat around him didn't slow him down at all.
"I'm gonna pound you into a pancake!" he bellowed, swinging his massive stone fists down at Doom.
"Hmph!" Victor sneered. The electricity in his palms condensed, glowing brighter and more dangerous by the second.
Crackling—!
Once again, Victor Doom thrust his arm forward, hurling a blinding beam of lightning straight at Ben.
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