I Am Doom (Marvel)

(3rd Person: POV)

"A deal you say?" Mephisto asked Victor.

"Yes, that's right. Did I stutter?" Victor replied.

"Well, well, well, color me surprised once more. This day is just full of surprises" Mephisto said. The devilish grin on his face getting bigger.

"Yes, yes. Now if you are done getting off let us get down to it." Victor said. "Tell me, what will it take for you to return my mother's soul to me, and repair the damage you have inflicted upon it since it came into your possession?"

"That is the question isn't it?" Mephisto replied. Lazily tapping a finger from his left hand against his chin.

Pretending to be deep in thought, as if finding it hard to reply to Victors' question.

But Victor himself knew what Mephisto was doing at the moment was all an act.

Likely meant to infuriate him or throw him off guard.

And if he was the original Dr. Doom that might've worked.

But on the Doom standing in front of him, not so much.

So completely and utterly calm Victor waited for Mephisto to respond to him.

The demonic being taking a whole five minutes to do so.

"I've got it. How about this. You and I fight and if you win I'll return your mommy to you good as new." Mephisto said. "But should you lose your people that you now rule over will come to hate you and see you as a monster. And since I am such a generous guy I'll make this deal a yearly thing. So, what do you say?"

"No." Victor immediately replied.

Erasing the grin on Mephisto face.

"No?"

"That's right no. Once more did I stutter?" Victor replied.

"I thought you came here to save your mother." Mephisto said.

"I did." Victor replied. "But I can't put that over the responsibility I have to those I now lead. Besides, my mother would never forgive me if she learned I saved her just at the expense of your homeland. So once more demon, no deal." He spoke.

Victor not going to budge.

No matter how much he wanted to save his mother.

Since he has already said many times he is not going to make the mistakes of the original Doom.

Who ended up taking Mephisto deal that he just rejected.

Honestly Victor has no idea why Doom in the comics did this.

Unles he had a sort of mother complex?

...

...

Yeah, no.

Victor is not touching that with any sort of pole.

Moving on.

Mephisto had begun to think and began getting a little serious.

Since he was sure Victor would take the deal he came up with.

He didn't expect him to reject it so easily.

'Now things are getting truly interesting.' Mephisto thought.

"I hear you Victor. But your rejection means we'll have to come up with another deal. Since I can't just return Cynthia soul to you for nothing. I have a reputation to uphold after all." Mephisto said.

"Right." Victor replied. "In that case I have a deal to offer you."

"Oh. I'm listening." Mephisto said. Curious to see what kind of deal Victor had managed to come up with.

"In exchange for you healing my mother's soul and returning it to me exactly as it was when you obtained it. And you swearing to never interfere with us directly or indirectly ever again, unless we choose to deal with you, then I am prepared to collect three souls and give them to you to do what you will. And these won't just be any old souls either. But the souls of violent and horrid individuals that I'm sure you would delight in tormenting for the rest of eternity." Victor spoke.

Mephisto liking what he heard.

"My, that sounds very wonderful." Mephisto spoke. "Though my standards are very high Victor. Even if you bring me a soul that doesn't mean I'll accept it as one of the three mentioned in this deal you are offering me."

"Please. I would never be so worthless as to not bring you souls you would like. In fact, here is a little taste and a testament to my skills." Victor spoke.

He then snapped his left fingers.

A moment after he did the spell circle under Victor's feet, which he had used to travel to Mephisto dimension, and acted as a barrier of protection against the demonic being himself, glowed.

Then a second after it did Vladimir Fortunov appeared inside of the spell circle. Wearing full body chains.

But he didn't stay there for even a minute before Victor used his left foot to kick him out of it.

Applying enough force with his kick for Vladimir to land right in front of Mephisto throne.

Once this happened Mephisto looked into Vladimir eyes and literally began peering into his very soul.

"Yes. Oh yes. Mhm~" Mephisto began speaking and moaning. The more he examined Vladimir's soul.

"Oh fuck yes!" Mephisto shouted.

Once he did he turned his gaze away from Vladimir and to Victor. "Victor my boy, to think you would bring me such a tasty little morsel like this one. Seems you aren't just all talk."

"But of course." Victor replied. "So then Mephisto, do we have ourselves a deal?" He asked.

"Oh yes. We do." Mephisto replied.

Then the moment the demonic being did the magic of both Victor and he reacted.

Sealing the contract between them.

And making sure if either one broke it they would suffer dire consequences.

Feeling this Victor smiled beneath his mask.

Since this entire meeting had gone exactly as he planned.

Of course he knew there was a chance Mephisto would refuse to accept his deal.

But Victor was willing to take that risk.

Which has paid off in the end.

Now he'll be able to save his mother without giving up the love of his people like the original Dr. Doom did.

Perfect.

"A pleasure doing business with you Mephisto." Victor spoke up. Once the deal between them was sealed.

"Same to you. Now then off with you. I have a new toy to break in " Mephisto said.

The demonic being then licked his lips before snapping his fingers.

A second after he did Vladimir found himself completely naked, his butt facing outward, his wrists and ankles bound with leather straps that held him on an X-shaped wooden post.

Next to said post was a table filled with sexual tools.

A ball gag, a riding crop, a whip, some candles, etc...

"No, no!!!" Vladimir shouted at the top of his lungs.

His fear beyond anything he has ever felt once he realized the situation he was in.

"Bad boy. When you scream you're supposed to call out yes." Mephisto said. Standing up from his throne. "Looks like you need some training." He said.

Mephisto then began approaching Vladimir.

Seeing this Victor poured his magic into his magic circle and began his return trip home.

Since he did not need the image of Vladimir taking Mephisto backshots in his head.

That was a scenario too terrifying to even imagine.

Yet it was happening.

Victor would almost feel bad for Vladimir.

Almost.

If the man wasn't getting exactly what he deserved.

Now he going to see how it felt to be someone else's bitch for all of a eternity.

A fitting end for such a king.

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