Earth 32767: Natasha Romanova v Pepper PottsTime,
Space,
Reality.
It's more than a linear path,
It's a prism of endless possibility.
Where a single choice can branch out into infinite realities.
Creating alternate worlds from the ones you know.
I am the watcher.
I am your guide to these vast new realities Follow me and ponder the question.
What If...
Consider Earth 32767
A world without superpowers.
A world in which Victor Von Doom is the Head of Stark Industries
Victor von Doom was born in a Romani camp outside Haasenstadt, Latveria, his mother died at birth, and his father smuggled him into the States to give him a better life. Recognising his genius, the State University in Hegeman, New York offered Victor a scholarship. While attending classes there, he met Reed Richards and Ben Grimm for the first time. At first, they developed a dislike for each other, leading to Reed Richards committing the first prank he had ever pulled, changing Victor's last name on a trophy to "Doof.".
When Reed saw the calculations on Doom's first invention a machine which he hoped could travel through dimensions, Reed Richards pointed out some flaws in his calculations. Doom told him to piss off, then to prove Richards wrong re-checked the calculations and saw that Reed had spotted a feedback loop which would lead to instabilities, when we say instabilities, we mean a giant explosion.
Reed was right.
He learnt an important lesson that day about listening to others and the need to have trusted friends who would call you on your bullshit. Who knows what would have happened if he had turned on the machine?
His first design, an all-over body and face armour suit was hailed as a stunning innovation and immediately made him rich. His ultimate idea to make it into a powered suit was thwarted by his inability to produce a portable power supply powerful enough to power the suit, this is a major problem for such a design, in the comics armoured men flew about everywhere, but in practice, the amount of power required to do this would drain a battery the size of a house in seconds. But he would work on it. The idea of an ‘Iron Man’ would remain a distant dream, but Doom would continue to work on it.
Reed was the first employee he hired when he started his company, having not been able to find the finance for his space rocket. Ben Grimm was number 2. Reed became his most trusted advisor, Grimm his head of security. His company grew rapidly,
Eventually, the opportunity arose to purchase Stark Industries, under its founder Howard Stark it had built up a very impressive brand, but it was a shame how it had declined once his son Tony took over as he descended into his own alcoholic hell, not having a purpose to help turn his life around.
It was Reed's idea to adopt the name “Stark Industries”.
“Come on “Doom Industries”? And your initials “VD”? Nah”
“Take the Stark brand name, we own the company now. It was a good brand, back in the day”.
And so, Doom became head of “Stark Industries”.
Pepper Potts had started in the secretarial pool back when Tony Stark still owned it, she did not like the new management having been secretly in love with Tony Stark and hated the way he was treated. Then Potts fixed an accounting error Victor had made. He promoted her to be his personal accountant, and they fell in love, well Doom fell in love. However, Doom didn’t know that Pepper had been recruited as a spy for a shadowy organisation called “Hydra" as a source of confidential information. Her relationship with Doom was an added bonus.
Natasha had been taken on to replace the role Pepper used to have. Natasha was born in Russia in Stalingrad. There was a fire which burned down the building that infant Natasha and her mother were living in. According to accounts, just before dying in the fire, Natasha's mother threw her out the window to a Russian soldier below, who cared for the child and took her to the States with him for a better life. Later Reed Richards met Natasha when he needed some Russian translation for a project with Anton Vanko, who they’d hired as a special consultant. Reed and Natasha fell in love and eventually, she became Reed's wife, and they named their first child, Valeria, if it had been a boy Reed wanted Franklin. Natasha worked as a PA for Reed
Doom had had some business to deal with back in Latveria, it was funny how he always found business to do every time there was a shareholders meeting, leaving her and Reed to deal with it. Reed was doing the speech to shareholders while Natasha was checking all the catering was ready, and then she saw the lights on in Doom's office. What the hell? Nobody should be in there, she radioed Ben to tell him there was something she needed to look at.
Pepper Potts searched through Doom's office, he was keeping something from her, she was sure.
Looking at Doom's desk she saw a panel of buttons, one was marked lab. She pressed it. A door opened, intrigued, Pepper walked inside. As Potts walked into the lab, the first thing she saw was a series of arrows. She followed the arrows, to an alcove. It had two footpads in it with a little hand-written sign that said.
“Stand here and strip down, hold your arms out”.
She climbed into the alcove and stood on the footpads as the signs asked, Pepper stood on the platform stripped down to her sports bra and black leggings, she heard a faint click., something activated, arms came out and within seconds she was covered in armour. Her head was inside a helmet, she thought, then in front of her a hologram, is that what it was? Activated, she could see as normal but there was also writing,
”Welcome to Rescue
Happy Birthday, Pepper”.
Potts realised what he had done. Solved the power supply problem and the first thing he did was build her this suit. He'd named it “Rescue” after her, those stories she had told him about wanting to be a superhero like in those comics. It was also her birthday next week – he had been saving this for then. How useful.
Her first thought was how much Hydra would pay her for this, and her second thought was “screw Hydra” This would make me the most powerful person on the planet. She knew how powerful Iron Man was from the comics she had read as a child. In a world without superheroes, she would be the only one!
She stared at one item "Voice activation" she stared at it.
"Voice commands accepted”.
Great she thought.
"Weapons," she said.
A list appeared.
"Fuck! She thought 'Rocket Launcher'!!"
Just then she saw a figure in the doorway of the lab.
“Shit!” thought Pepper, “Comrade Natasha, Reed's wife”. Then she remembered the golden rule, “No witnesses”.
Quietly she said "Weapons...”.
"...Small Arms"
She raised her hand pointing it at the figure. Pepper watched as a nozzle, a gun barrel, appeared under her hand.
Natasha looked alarmed. Well, she should. “Bye-bye Comrade” Pepper thought. No witnesses.
Then she heard the words in her helmet, "Failsafe activated".
Then she felt the armour was removed.
What the fuck was happening?
Natasha remembered how she and Pepper had been in the same secretarial pool. Once Pepper had gotten her promotion for spotting a simple stupid accounting error, she'd always lorded it over everybody else. She never liked Pepper and she'd always thought Pepper was keeping a secret. She thought it was an affair at first, but the idea of Hydra came later. But she could never prove anything, it was just trivial things that you had to look for.
When Natasha saw the lab door open, the first thing she did was grab the failsafe. She knew what was in there, she was sure she knew who was in there, luckily she knew how to shut It down.
When she saw Pepper’s hand pointed at her she activated it.
Pepper stepped out of the alcove angrily walking towards Natasha.
"You fucking stupid cow! What did you just do?".
"The failsafe I activated it" Natasha mumbled.
"Give it to me" Pepper's hand reached out for the device.
"No!" Natasha's heart was beating hard. She had no proof Pepper was a spy, but she'd seen the way Pepper’s armed hand was pointed at her. "You're not supposed to be here. Does Victor know you're here?" She demanded.
"Yes"
(The bitch is lying!) "Give it to me, you little shit!"
(No fucking way!)Pepper grabbed Natasha's hand.
It was then that Natasha slapped her.
They both backed away from each other. Pepper was shocked by the slap, Natasha by what she had just done. She had crossed a bridge that couldn't be uncrossed.
"So girlie wants to fight?" Pepper spoke menacingly.
"I..." Natasha started.
SLAP!
Pepper’s slap rocked Natasha’s head to the side, she could feel the heat coming off her face. Fixing each other with a look of anger without any more words, they walked in circles, their eyes locked on each other.
Pepper had not been trained in unarmed combat; she was not that type of spy, this was new to her. But her blood boiled as she thought of what she stood to lose to this jumped-up secretary.
Natasha removed her stilettos, never taking her eyes off Pepper, knowing what was coming. No, she didn't want to fight. She didn’t know if she could beat Pepper, but she could slow her down. She'd told Ben she'd be five minutes and after that, Ben would come looking for her.
“I’m gonna fucking end you skank!”
Pepper snarled as she lashed out with a kick hitting Natasha's stomach hard. Clutching her belly, Natasha fell back against the wall. Pepper went into the attack. Natasha moved in time to avoid the knee to her stomach. Pepper cursed as her knee hit the wall.
Natasha pushed back against the wall forcing Pepper back into the centre of the room. She put a leg behind Pepper and tripped her. They crashed to the floor and rolled over. Pepper swung punches into Natasha's body, swinging her body to put more power behind her blows as she twisted her entire body. Natasha tried harder to cover up, to block the blows away. She realised she had to do something, she slapped Pepper's face rocking it to the side, and the backhand she launched sent it the other way.
Pepper was furiously moving her legs managing to kick Natasha off her, Natasha’s body slammed back into the wall, stunned.
Getting up and wiping her bloodied nose, Pepper furiously moved into attack, clamping both her hands around Natasha’s neck and squeezing hard as she banged her Russian foe into the wall. Pepper’s face was distorted in anger, she pushed with her feet trying to gain more leverage, leaning in with all the weight of her body to crush her hated foe’s windpipe. The muscles of her sweat-shining arms stood out like steel cords as she focussed all her strength on crushing the life out of her foe.
“Fucking kill you…fucking kill you…” she gasped, a wild light shone from her eyes, a murderous grin on her face.
Natasha’s eyes were wide open in fear, this bitch was really trying to kill her! She pushed her hands between Pepper’s arm to try to break the hold she had on her throat. Pepper just chilled as she vainly pushed at Peppers’s hands.
“Fucking kill you!” Pepper screamed.
Natasha was panicking now. Her face had gone from Red to blue and growing black dots danced before her eyes. With her last remaining strength, she blindly swung her foot up into Pepper’s crotch. Even through the berserker rage that Pepper was in she felt that. Natasha felt the grip loosen, a second kick and Pepper stumbled back, her hands between her legs as she desperately tried to massage away the agony.
Natasha leaned against the wall coughing trying to pull air into her burning lungs. They stared at each other both knowing what the stakes were now. Their breaths hard and laboured, were the only sounds in the empty laboratory.
Snarling, Pepper grabbed Natasha's dress, ripping it down the middle. Natasha's breasts bared, Pepper dived into the attack, fumbling for Natasha’s substantial breasts, she squeezed with all her might.
“Gotcha!”
Natasha moaned in agony.
Pepper held victory in her hands she could feel it.
Natasha moaned, tears filling her eyes. She grasped her opponent's hands trying to make the pain stop. But she couldn't
Pepper started milking the breasts. Each maul of Natasha's breasts brought a cry from her foe’s lips. Pepper started stretching them, her fingers digging furrows into the pliant flesh. Screaming in agony, something primeval stirred inside Natasha, she remembered what Ben Grimm had said about fighting "Hurt them until they stop hurting you".
Growling incoherently, she reached out with both hands pulling up on Pepper's sports bra, baring her breasts. She smiled as she saw her targets, taking a nipple in each hand she squeezed, she saw the look of pain on Pepper's face, and then with a nipple in each hand, she jerked savagely down. Pepper screamed, and Natasha hissed in satisfaction. She started using her nails scratching at the nipples as she pulled them in jerky motions.
Nobody who knew her would have recognised the primitive feral animal she had become. Natasha was positively gloating as Pepper screamed, yes, she had turned the tables, she was hurting the bitch. Maybe she could even win. Pepper had thought she’d quickly have the little communist whore crying and then kill her, but Natasha was proving to be tougher than she thought. Her breasts might have been smaller targets, but she was taken aback by the fury with which Natasha attacked them.
"Crack"
As Pepper's head slammed into her opponent’s, Natasha felt the white-hot pain in her nose as the blood flowed her hands scrambled for her bloodied face.
Pepper stepped back, removing the sports bra that hung limply around her body, furiously throwing it away. She stood there in just her leggings, half-naked, her skin shiny from the sweat which covered her body, Her breasts rising and falling with each heavy breath she took.
Natasha paused to quickly remove what was left of her shredded dress that flopped uselessly around her body. She was now clad only in her underwear, a black thong her magnificent breasts naked, glistening in the dark light of the lab. She started to blush but then realised there is no time for modesty when you’re fighting for your life.
Pepper swung wildly at Natasha, knocking her to the floor. Hissing a cry of triumph, she launched a kick into Natasha's belly.
"Fucking bitch, I'm gonna fuck you so hard!"
The blow landed on Natasha’s stomach; Natasha moaned, clutching her belly.
She kicked again, and Natasha rolled onto her back, out of her way. The foot slammed into the hard floor. Pepper cursed.
Pepper raised her foot again, she would stomp her head, determined to end the bitch this time
Natasha's hands wildly reached out, trying to stop what she knew was coming. She succeeded in getting the foot. Pepper furiously wrenched at it trying to free it. Natasha rolled her body and Pepper overbalanced and fell.
Natasha jumped on top of Pepper, they rolled in a furious catball, Natasha pulling on Pepper’s hair and twisting her neck around. Pepper reached for Natasha's face, aiming for the eyes, alarmed Natasha moved her head trying to avoid the claws. She reached out to bite on Pepper's fingers, biting down as hard as she could, and Pepper screamed with panic and fear. She clubbed ineffectually at Natasha's head.
Natasha snarled and latched onto Pepper's hair with both hands. Pepper responded in kind. They pulled each other's heads side to side. Red hair lay on the floor.
Natasha launched a punch at Pepper hitting her in the breast. Pepper groaned and fired a punch into Natasha's face, the blow hit her eye hard, and Pepper saw it turn. It was Natasha's turn to groan. Taking advantage, Pepper wrapped her legs around Natasha’s waist, she cried out as her breath was squeezed from her body. Natasha pushed at Pepper’s legs in vain, Pepper snarled and pulsed her legs tighter, trying to crush all resistance. Natasha gasped; her sides were aching.
In desperation, she swung her fist, hitting Pepper on the chin and taking her by surprise. Feeling the grip on her waist loosen, Natasha leaned back yelling out what sounded like a war cry, joining her hands together and bringing them down hard straight into Pepper's vulnerable belly. Natasha pounded again, determined to drive the breath from her foe. Pepper reared up crying out in pain as Natasha swung her hands into the side of Pepper's head, stunning her.
Taking the opportunity Natasha slowly rose, on her feet she taunted Pepper gesturing to get up. Pepper, snarled, banging her hand on the floor she got to her feet. The light in the room glistened off their nearly naked sweaty bodies as they both stalked each other. Natasha could see the blood mixed with the sweat on Pepper’s body and knew that she must look the same. Their heavy breathing seemed to fill the room.
Anxious to close with her opponent, Pepper lunged. Natasha skipped away like a matador. Slapping Pepper's arse as she went past, hoping to provoke her into a rash move.
The rash move came as Pepper lunged again at Natasha who drove her knee into Pepper's stomach doubling her up. Groaning Pepper swung an uppercut into Natasha's gut. Natasha staggered back bent at the waist moaning, she shot an uppercut into Pepper's chin.
Pepper swung a haymaker with her left hand into Natasha's left breast, it swung wildly, then a right cross into her other breast. Natasha staggered back, gasping, massaging her pummeled breasts. Returning the punishment, she fired a hammer punch straight into Pepper's breast. As Pepper staggered Natasha got Pepper in a headlock keeping her bent over and firing punches into her torso with her other hand.
Pepper grabbed Natasha's legs and started pulling. Natasha hopped, Pepper lurched sideways, and they stumbled around wildly around the floor, struggling violently. With Natasha's arms still around Pepper's neck, she pulled hard, Pepper moaned in pain, and Natasha smiled, she was hurting the bitch.
“Not so easy it is, slut?” Natasha crowed. “Who’s going to fuck who, you skank?”
Natasha tried to ram Pepper’s head into the wall. Acting quickly Pepper shot her foot out stopping her, then she pushed back. Natasha cursed, her headbutt attempt stopped in its tracks, she tried to ram Pepper again but did not even get close.
Natasha maintained the headlock and started punching up into Pepper's face, who now had a cut lip to go with the bloodied nose and blackened eyes.
Pepper grabbed a handful of Natasha's hair and yanked, wrenching her head backwards. Natasha let out a loud moan, she tried to tighten the headlock, to get Pepper to let go but Pepper only pulled harder. Pepper squirmed wildly, managing to get her face near Natasha's arm, she bit down hard.
Natasha screamed, battering her fist into Pepper's head trying to make her release her bite, but she just bit down harder. Blood started to appear around the teeth. Natasha swung her fist into Pepper's nose. Crying out Pepper released her bite and moved back out of range of any attack.
They were both determined to finish it as they moved together without a word. They both walked unsteady on shaky legs towards what both of them thought would be the final round. They both staggered together determined to do whatever she had to do to defeat her rival.
With a smack, their bodies came together, breast to breast, hands entwined, heads on each other’s shoulders they embraced in an involuntary test of strength. Their sweat-covered bodies shone in the light of the lab, defining every muscle and curve in their straining bodies.
Grunting Pepper pushed forward, taking a step back, Natasha pushed he bare feet onto the floor and pushed back mumbling curses. Moving back Pepper twisted Natasha's hands, with an inarticulate growl. Whining Natasha twisted her hands back while pushing forward with all her strength.
Wailing in alarm Pepper pushed back.
“Crack”
Pepper didn’t see it coming.
Natasha released her grip and Pepper surged forwards still pushing, straight into the roundhouse haymaker that Natasha launched at her with the last of her fading strength. Through half-opened eyes, Natasha watched as Pepper’s body seemed to move in slow motion, collapsing onto her back, stunned.
Natasha fell on top of Pepper's body, then with both hands banged her head into the floor.
"Thud"
"Thud"
Pepper's dreams of victory, of power were being bashed out of her, she weakly reached out desperate to get an eye gouge, her hands slumped back, defeated she was done.
Natasha just kept hysterically banging Pepper's head into the floor, desperate to end the ordeal. She didn't realise that resistance had stopped until she heard a slow handclap.
“Looks like it was clobbering time”.
She turned to look behind her. Ben Grimm stood there, holding a gun. He looked at the gun and smiled.
“Looks like I won’t need this after all”.
He put it back in his holster.
“I could have stepped in earlier, but I thought you'd like to finish things off yourself. I’ve been keeping my eyes on her for a while. Reed will be along in a bit to congratulate the winner”.
Natasha held Pepper's limp bloodied head in her hands and rising, lifted tenderly by Ben, released the head. it bounced on the floor.
“Oops!” she giggled.
Her brain was scrambled. She was alive and she had won. She felt a savage unfamiliar rush as she looked down at her defeated opponent. She did not even register the fact that she was almost naked in front of Ben.
Then Natasha waited, marshalling her thoughts and brooding over her new feelings of power. For though she felt she was master of the world, she was not quite sure what to do next. But she would think of something.
Natasha kept pounding away. Eventually, the realisation dawned on her that all resistance had stopped. Standing, absently she dropped the limp head onto the floor. She turned to look at the alcove, in the distance she heard running and shouting.
She stared at the alcove. So, this is what it had all been about. It might have been the savagery of what she had just done, it might have been feelings stirring within her. She had defeated her rival; the prize was hers.
“What the Hell…”
Smashing through the ceiling in the armour had been such a thrill, she suspected that Victor might have set it up that way, but it was still amazing. She hovered over the city looking down at the tiny lights below, the machine was asking her what she wanted to do next.
She waited, marshalling her thoughts and brooding over her new powers. For though she felt she was master of the world, she was not quite sure what to do next. But she would think of something
