Let's Play Ball
Author's Note: This is a parody on most of the Marvel superheroes and super villains. I mean, it probably would never happen, but…
Anyway, this was collaborated with the user spittlebug. Many thanks to this user for her help. Enjoy…!
Chapter 1—Ideas and Meetings
It was another boring, but busy day at the offices of S.H.I.E.L.D. That is, until Nick Fury received the videotape. It came in a package that was marked URGENT.
This better be something important, Colonel Fury thought, sticking the tape in the VCR. I'm extremely busy today.
Doctor Doom popped up on the screen. "Nick Fury," the recorded image said.
"Doom," Fury snarled, even though he knew that the super villain wasn't live. "What do you want this time?"
Suprisingly, the self-proclaimed ruler of Latveria seemed quite relaxed. "I have sent you this message to inquire whether you and the other so-called "heroes" would wish to match wits with us in a game of tenacity, agility, and wit.
"I am inviting you to play baseball with us. Because, and this is just my opinion, attempting to take over the world gets a little boring after, oh, 504 tries." Doctor Doom sighed and waved a hand. "So, since I don't have anything better to do than to torture people, let us try something new. Ask your fellow superheroes what they think. I am giving you two weeks to reply to this message before I try something really nasty, like blowing up the United Nations. Doom out." And with that, the video ended into static.
Nick Fury took out the tape and turned it in his hands. So, Doom wanted to play a game of baseball, huh? Well, if it was up to Fury, he'd send his reply back to Doom that day. A baseball game? Ha! He knew that he and the others could beat Doom any day blindfolded. But he'd have to ask the team first…
A week later, Colonel Fury surveyed the superheroes assembled before him. They all looked apprehensive and wary. Usually when he called them all together like this, it was for something like giant monsters taking over the world. Fury was pleased that this time it wasn't the case. "I have called you all here today to discuss something important, but not a matter of national security." The head of S.H.I.E.L.D. could almost hear the silent sighs of relief. He held out the tape that Doom had sent him and fed it to the VCR. "A few days ago I received a video tape from Doctor Doom. I'm going to show it now."
After the tape had ended, the superheroes looked momentarily stunned. Then they all broke out into chatter.
"What is this 'baseball' that Doom speaks of?" Thor asked incredulously.
"But do we trust them?" commented the Black Panther.
"Oh, great!" Spiderman said. "Now we have another excuse to beat each other up."
All of the heroes began adding their opinions to the mix, until finally, it got too loud. Fury slammed his fist on the table and yelled, "ENOUGH!"
When the cacophony had ended, Fury straightened himself and continued. "We're going to have a vote. Any questions before we vote on Doom's proposal?"
Mr. Fantastic nodded. "I do. I think that this is a great idea, but what if it's all an elaborate trap?"
"I was thinking the same thing. What if they attack us during the game?" Storm added.
"We don't know," Fury admitted. "We'll have to trust them. But if they do try anything funny, don't hesitate to fight back. Besides, this is only in the planning stages. We'll figure that out later. Any more questions?" Silence answered him. "Alright, then. Raise your hand if you want to play a game of baseball against our enemies."
Every single hand, including Fury's, shot straight up. "That's unanimous, then. We're going to play baseball."
"Now we should sort out the details," Iron Man stated. "First of all, we need a name for our baseball team."
"Yeah. We need a unique name. Something that shows what side we're on—what we fight for," Spiderman added, serious for once.
"How about the S.H.I.E.L.D.'s?" Deadpool wisecracked. "That will show them what side we're on."
Everyone ignored him. Then Captain America made a suggestion that stuck. "How about the All-Star Alliance?" he asked.
All of the superheroes nodded and voiced their affirmatives.
"That sounds good," Ghost Rider said.
"A creative name, indeed," Doctor Strange mused.
Fury nodded. "The All-Star Alliance it is. The other details, and try-outs, will be discussed next week. You are all dismissed."
The superheroes filed out, talking about the plan among themselves.
This was going to be fun.
In his sub-basement hideout in New York City, Doctor Doom had summoned forth all of the villains that he possibly could in two weeks. He looked down upon them from a podium. Pretty good turnout, he thought.
He and the others were waiting for a particular villain—rap rap rap. Ah. There he was.
Doctor Doom opened the door, and in stepped Dr. Otto Octavius in an orange prison jumpsuit. "Sorry I'm late," he said. "I was breaking out of prison."
Magneto, sitting in a corner, smirked. "Obviously. Nice jumpsuit, Ock."
Doc Ock glared at the metal-manipulating mutant. "I should kill you where you stand for mocking me, fool."
Magneto laughed at Ock. "Really. Don't make idle threats. I could snap those silly little arms of yours in two, if I wanted to."
Ock snorted. "You couldn't possibly do that."
"I can, and I will. Try me." Magneto replied smugly.
"That is enough!" Doom said, intervening. "There will be no fighting here."
After the situation had been smoothly resolved, Doom began to speak. "I suppose you are all wondering why I have called you here," he said.
Mumbled affirmatives came from the crowd.
"Well, aren't you all sick and tired of losing to the so-called superheroes? Haven't you had enough of them foiling our plans??" Doctor Doom raised his arm up. "This is our chance for VICTORY!" he yelled. He then folded his arms. "I have invited the superheroes to play baseball with us."
MODOK, floating near the back of the crowd, laughed. "Baseball?!? Are you kidding? That's ridiculous!"
Others voiced their protest to the seemingly idiotic plan.
"SILENCE!" Doctor Doom boomed. He waved a sheet of paper. "I have already offered this idea to our little friends, and this is a confirmation letter from Colonel Nick Fury himself.
The attitude in the villains visible changed.
"Maybe this isn't such a bad idea after all," Rhino remarked.
"What is your plan, Doom?" Mandarin asked.
"The plan is to win the baseball game, and when the heroes get upset from suffering defeat, we will attack and wipe them out, one by one."
Doc Ock grinned. "That actually sounds like a good plan. I'm definitely in."
Magneto nodded. "As am I and the rest of the Brotherhood."
Venom looked skeptical. "What if we lose?" he hissed.
"We cannot lose," Doom declared. "It is a win-win situation."
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