Dr. Otto Octavius moved through the lab with an unmistakable puff to his posture, gesturing dramatically toward the glowing reactor at the center of the chamber. "Behold! This is the culmination of years of research, refinement, and relentless vision." The machine hummed with raw potential—an early-stage fusion prototype, caged in steel and promise.
Gwen clasped her hands together, eyes sparkling as she leaned in toward him. "Oh, sir, it's so shiny!" Kara stepped forward a beat later, voice soft and reverent. "Could you turn it on and show us how it works?" Otto, practically glowing himself now, nodded proudly. "Absolutely! Anything for aspiring scientists."
He marched to the main control console and began explaining the buttons. "This activates the main core, this stabilizes the plasma flow, and this…" he tapped a red switch with particular fondness, "this is the emergency shutdown. Cuts power, disables magnetics—makes it safe for transport or full disassembly."
Rogue leaned over Kara's shoulder, eyes wide, voice wrapped in sugar. "You're a credit to scientists everywhere, sir." Otto beamed, basking in praise like a sunflower to sunlight. Kara gave a soft, innocent laugh and shared a glance with Gwen, who subtly tilted her head.
Their eyes shimmered with mutual understanding. Kara's inner voice whispered triumph. Phase one complete. The target is falling for it like a fly into honey. This was how you rewrote the world—not with fire and bombs, but with compliments and disarming smiles.
Kara slowly unwrapped a pink lollipop, peeled the crinkling plastic away with dainty fingers, and looked around innocently. "Oh no!" she said, her brow furrowed with false distress. "There's no trash bin for my wrapper." Otto turned at once. "Let me get that for you."
He strode across the room toward a large, suspiciously thick garbage bag near the corner. As he grasped its top, he frowned. "Strange… why is this bag made of cloth? Should be plastic. I'll have to speak to maintenance later."
He leaned forward to toss in the wrapper—just as Rogue and Gwen slipped in behind him with perfect timing.
With a quiet push, they sent him headfirst into the bag. "Wait, what is—ladies, help me out with this garbage!" came his voice from inside, muffled and confused. "Everything's gone dark!" Kara knelt beside the bag and tied it shut with a practiced flick of her fingers. "Oh no, sir! You must have fallen in," she said as she hoisted the bulging sack over her shoulder. "Don't worry, we'll get you somewhere safe."
From within, Otto's voice rose, muffled and trusting. "You're all so kind. I'll just wait here quietly…"
Outside the lab, they walked side by side down the hallway, Kara nonchalantly carrying the human-sized garbage sack over one shoulder.
Gwen slipped her hand into her pocket, fingers brushing the wiped, copied, and now-deleted Apple phone. "You really think he still hasn't caught on?" she asked in a low voice.
Rogue smirked with her eyes. "He's too polite to question it." Kara shifted the weight on her shoulder slightly, her mouth curling into a grin that never reached her eyes. The mission was complete.
Back inside the lab, red light pulsed as Wanda Maximoff stepped through a swirling vortex of crackling chaos energy. Her boots echoed against the tile floor as her hands twisted the last of the magic into place. "I'm calling them Chaos Gates now," she said aloud, admiring her own handiwork. "Deliciously evil, right?"
Behind her, four juggernauts in full obsidian lab armor stepped through the gate with practiced precision. Each of them wore the insignia of the Empire of London, and each carried heavy magnetic tools and containment rings.
The lead juggernaut stepped forward, voice crisp beneath her helmet. "Target reactor is intact. No resistance encountered.Beginning deconstruction protocol."
Using the very buttons Otto himself had demonstrated, the juggernauts powered down the reactor and severed the magnetic locks. A low hiss of depressurization followed. "Containment field engaged," another announced. Together, they pushed the reactor forward into the glowing Chaos Gate.
Juggernaut number 3 glanced at her wrist-mounted chrono. "Transport secured. Tea break ETA: fifteen minutes."
The swirling red energy of the Chaos Gate flared as the last component disappeared into the portal.
Wanda gave a satisfied nod and adjusted her gauntlet. "Well, girls," she called toward the corridor, "let's get back before the kettle boils." Kara's voice echoed distantly through the gate. "Tell the chefs we'll need extra biscuits today—we've earned it."
And just like that, the lab was empty. No alarms had sounded. No witnesses remained. One brilliant scientist, one experimental fusion reactor, and a future no longer shaped by idealism, but by the quiet laughter of three villainesses and the soft rustle of a lollipop wrapper. All delivered through a gate, wrapped in charm, and served with afternoon tea.
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