[For Eric] Mission Objective: Rescue the Damsel

[happyfalcon]

A descendant of the fabled witch, Morgan Le Fae. Anne could hardly believe such a thing was even possible. Still, since her brief encounter with the sorceress in a dream, her talent for magic had been unlocked and she'd been able to conjure spells. It seemed to make sense anyway, considering that many in her time had called her a witch. Might as well enjoy the perks of it, right?

Anne had been practicing in Eric's apartment day after day, using her magic to light candles, and conjure minor spirits to talk to when Eric was gone on a mission. But she was getting bored. She wanted to go out and use her magic to help him with these missions of his! But she wasn't sure how he'd react to such a desire. She hadn't ran the idea by him just yet.

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[irredeemed_ant]

Having gotten out of the latest mission with the Secret Avengers Eric had elected to keep on his armour and zip over to his apartment ant sized, least their current HQ wasn't far and he wanted to surprise Anne anyway, having shrunk down a nice array of flowers in a sealed compartment on his belt.

Of course Eric wasn't presently aware that Anne had discovered super powers of her own, unlocked from the magic of her ancestor, but it was possible with the right suggestions he'd happily have her tag along if she was certain she could protect herself, though they'd likely be best just working together until Eric might convince the Secret Avengers that she'd be useful. It had been hard enough het being able to stay at all, but Reed Richards and Hank Pym had done science stuff and apparently it seemed like the timelines were fine. So Anne was ok to stay. Maybe the version of her had branched out from another. Temporal mumbo jumbo, anyway.

He finally got to the window of her apartment and glanced inside to see where Anne might be before using the small space under the pane to get inside, housed at presently a quarter of an inch tall. He felt embarrassed to always admit to Anne but she did make a stunning giant lady in his opinion, so seeing here when he was shrunk was nice.

[happyfalcon]

Considering that Eric had entered the apartment shrunken down, Anne wasn't aware of his presence. Though really, at this point she would need to start developing some sense of when he was around. At present, she was sitting on the floor of the living room with a red wax candle in front of her. Anne focused her power, channeling her magic with a glint in her eye.

When she focused hard enough, the candle lit.

Anne clapped and gave a little sound of delight, having accomplished her task. But then she focused again, bringing a hand out, squeezing a fist, and the candle snuffed itself out. Anne couldn't have been more pleased with herself.

[irredeemed_ant]

Eric had intended to surprise Anne a little - he was home earlier than he'd figured his latest mission would take. But it was him who was to receive the greater surprise as from his position on the table close to her, he watched with amazement as she first lit and then snuff a candle with the merest action.

He'd become knowledgeable enough with how Scarlet Witch and Doctor Strange acted to know what magic was when he saw it, and this certainly was it. Slowly a smile appeared on his features under the helmet. Having a girlfriend with magical powers was certainly the latest cool addition to being a size changing tech hero and always having a girlfriend from the past.

He carefully hovered up and closer to her until he should be in her line of sight, coughing politely once the coms were activated, not wanting to startle her and run the risk of her instinctively trying to swat him. "Anne? That was... amazing! You can do magic?"

[happyfalcon]

Given that she was now used to having him fly up to her in his smaller size, Anne was only startled because she thought she was alone. She gave a little yip when he appeared, but smiled as he spoke and held her hand out for him to rest upon her palm if he wanted.

"Oh, I was hoping to surprise you myself! I only recently discovered my talent for it," she smiled to him. "As it happens, I discovered that the sorceress Morgan le Fay was an ancestor of mine. Her magic lay dormant in my blood until I unlocked it the other day."

And already she was close to mastering it. "I hope you're not upset that I didn't tell you right away? I was hoping to find another way to surprise you..."

[irredeemed_ant]

At least she was just startled. Eric quickly zipped to her cheek to give her a tiny sized friendly peck before landing on her palm so they could talk better.

"Sorry I spoiled your surprise, I got back early and wanted to bring the suit with me so I couldn't really use the front door... but that's awesome! My girlfriend knows magic! So of course I'm not mad, I'm actually pretty happy for you, though it must have taken some effort to learn." Inwardly he recalled that the Avengers and Morgan Le Fay had clashed on a few occasions - time travel and all - but he was certain that Anne would be a good magic user.

"Oh? What sort of surprise might you be thinking of, beautiful?" He said in a slightly flirting tone.

[happyfalcon]

Of course Anne had no knowledge of Morgan Le Fay being an adversary of the Avengers. And of course Morgan Le Fay had left that out of their conversations in Anne's dreams. She smiled down at him as they continued to talk.

"My ancestor taught me, and I've been practicing on my own after she gave instructions," she leaned in a bit and her eyes flashed playfully when he asked about the surprise. "Come back to size, lover. Let me show you what I've learned."

[irredeemed_ant]

It wasn't really the sort of thing an occasional super villainess from the past would mention to her descendant, but he wouldn't hold it against Anne anyway.

"When you put it like that, I'm definitely tempted to see what you've learnt. Hang on a second..." Hopping off her palm and on the carpet beside her he activated the suit's Pym Particles and reverted to his full size before taking off his helmet and wrapping his arms around her waist. "There, now if nothing else we're good for kissing, sexy."

[happyfalcon]

Anne gave a laugh when he came back up to size and she threw her arms around his neck, leaning into his embrace. "Then we shouldn't waste another second," with that she leaned up and kissed him deep. As she suckled his lower lip she activated a small spell, sending a tingling sensation through his skin. Just a little one to tease him.

[irredeemed_ant]

It was always nice holding her against him, and whilst the rest of his armour was on he could still feel the warmth and soft tempting body up to his. Her spell sent a shiver of light pleasure through his entire body, hardening his already stiffened cock that she might feel pressed up to her under his suit, and a soft long groan came from his lips whilst they explored the contours of her mouth with the tip of his tongue.

"Hmmmmmm, I don't know what spell that is but it feels wonderful. We are definitely going to put these new skills of yours to good use, Anne." And of course the idea of her joining him in his missions was a pleasing one. Outside being in her company if she was becoming accomplished at magic it would make for ideal skills against enemies.

[happyfalcon]

Anne did indeed feel his cock harden as he pressed so tight against her. It made her smirk a bit to herself in satisfaction. Glad to her newfound skills could generate this kind of reaction.

"I'm glad you approve," she purred softly as she stepped back away from him and towards the bedroom. "There's more."

[irredeemed_ant]

With her looks, charm, intellect and abilities in bed it was pretty easy to love Anne, and her having magic spells which could stimulate him only seemed to make all that better.

The smile on his face broadened as she headed for the bedroom, eyes on her as he started to remove the rest of his armour. "You're darn right I approve. And I think we'll be able to use these skills of yours for more than just in bed too. With some training and the right kind of costume you could be a great super heroine."

[happyfalcon]

The idea that she could join him on missions, the very thing she'd been so anxious to do, made her eyes light up. Immediately Anne stopped her journey to the bedroom to look him squarely in the eye.

"Really? Do you truly think I could?" Or was he teasing her, using that playful, witty banter of his to rile her further? She wanted to be sure.

[irredeemed_ant]

Her excitement at the idea lit her up wonderfully, as lovely a thing to see as he being seductive, though he realised she was also looking inquisitive as if she wasn't sure to believe him or not. So he smiled and nodded.

"If you're certain that you've mastered your powers so you're not likely to hurt the good guys, then sure. Probably a good idea if you get some training in from the other if you join any wider team though, but I'm happy to have you work with me when it's ok to. Having a magic user to watch over me would be nice."

[irredeemed_ant]

Eric and Anne had fallen asleep in each other's arms after their latest sexual encounter and some softer kisses and light discussion on how Anne's powers could be used to help people like Eric did, whether that ended up being as part of the Avengers or not. But eventually they cuddled up together in their bed and drifted to sleep.

Eric had expected that as often was the case he'd be awoken by Anne's kisses from her tempting lips, or else he awaken first and do the same for her before the day started proper. But he hadn't expected a sudden burst of light from a strange ball of energy to awaken him at the end of the bedroom. Before he could respond properly in his half asleep state an armoured gloved hand had emerged from the light and sent him hurtling across the room.

"Ms Boleyn, I would have words with you." The imposing voice with a hard to place but slight Eastern European accent under a metal mask immediately sent a horrified chill down O'Grady's spine as he realised he knew that voice all too well. Doctor Doom was in his freaking apartment!

[happyfalcon]

Anne had drifted off to a lazy slumber after they'd sated their lusts. She slept peacefully in their bed, her arms draped over Eric as they slept. But the burst of energy in the room had her sitting upright in bed. When Eric was sent across the room Anne cried out. With a snap of her fingers she was clothed in a plain yet modern black dress, just so she was covered, knowing that whatever was coming through that burst of energy was not a friend by any means.

When the voice echoed through their bedroom, Anne felt her blood run cold. She'd watched enough of the news, worried for Eric when he went out on a mission, hoping she'd catch some glimpse of footage to prove that he was safe - she knew who Doctor Doom was. She knew he was an enemy.

"I've no words for the likes of you - bursting into a couple's home unannounced, how rude," Anne gave her own sweeping gesture, using her magic to try and send Doom across the room as he had done to Eric. But with her only limited mastery of magic, it would likely not be too much trouble for Doom to evade her attack and seize her.

[irredeemed_ant]

If Doom reacted to her comment about breaking and entering then Eric couldn't see any sign of it as he righted himself, an angry stare on his face which turned to hope as he saw his girlfriend shoot back at the villain, momentarily elated to hear her say they were a couple before the situation resumed itself. If he knew she worried so much about him to check on signs he was ok he'd probably get her a comm to contact him, though with her emerging powers she'd likely be coming with him anyway.

The despot simply raised a gloved hand at her attack and appeared to absorb the magical power, sending it crackling in various directions as Eric quickly ducked from a bolt of powerful magic. "Stay the hell away from my girlfriend, you ass hole." Eric wished he sounded braver at saying that than it came out, but it did make Doom turn towards him and... ah. A more scientific bolt of energy hit Eric in the chest and sent him sprawling to the ground out cold.

"Your mastery of magic is promising, Ms Boleyn, but ill suited to handling the true sorcerer supreme, and lacking the finesse of your esteemed ancestor. Observe." The Latverian used another sect of magic which instead drew her into his grip as Eric attempted to right himself painfully.

[happyfalcon]

"Eric!" Anne cried out for him as she turned and saw Doom's attack knock him out. But she couldn't go to him. Doom's magic summoned her, pulled her in close and made her cry out in displeasure. She resisted as much as she could, pushing away from him, beating Doom's chest with her fists.

"Get your hands off me!!" She screamed. "What've you done to him? I swear I'll-!" She didn't know how to finish that sentence. What could she do, really? He'd just rendered her magic all but useless. And she obviously lacked the physical strength it would take to push him off.

She should have pushed herself more. Her practice rituals should have been more than just lighting candles and making her clothes disappear. She was still just a damsel in distress yet again. Dammit all!

"What do you want?"

[irredeemed_ant]

Eric's consolation as he lay sprawled by the wall was that if Doom wanted him dead he'd have done so, especially after that remark, so either he needed him too or more likely he considered O'Grady beneath his notice. Then through a painful veil of daze he could see Victor gripping Anne, ignoring her fists on his metal armour under the sweeping green cloak.

"Your partner is alive, Ms Anne, because to kill him would not suit my purposes. As for yourself, I detected your gathering magicks like a beacon. You have mastered certain practices quickly, so it is your promise I seek to investigate. You will be accompanying me to my laboratories." With one arm still around her Eric watched in groggy alarm as the other activated a spell, enveloping them in the same energy as they vanished from sight. Victor and Anne instantly remerged in the darkened hallway of his castle in Latveria as torches flickered menacingly.

[happyfalcon]

Anne started to protest; started to tell Doom how there was no way in hell she was going anywhere with him. But his magic activated before she could speak. On reflex, Anne did curl into Doom's chest, shielding her face, wondering if his spell was meant to blind her. Though when the light faded she did push back from him again.

"How dare you? Who the hell do you think you are seizing me in such a manner? I've no interest in using my magic for you, and there's no way you can make me!" Anne snapped, her eyes flashed in anger as she glared up at him.

[irredeemed_ant]

Doom's eyes seemed to glare back at her before softening under the dark iron mask. "Please Ms Boleyn, such anger from an esteemed lady as yourself is unneeded. If you do not attempt to struggle and resist my requirements, I may well allow you to return to your home without being harmed. Defy me however, and you will find your stay in Doomstadt... less agreeable." He motioned down a hallway to a wooden doorframe. He did not seek to hold her again but Anne would find that her magic would not respond to her in the same way as usual, since Victor had placed powerful spells to negate its effects.

Meanwhile Eric had recovered from the blow and was angrily seeking his Ant Man armour from his wardrobe. He hadn't a strategy in mind yet for dealing with or even reaching Doom, but he'd do his best to save Anne. If he could somehow get in touch with her and see how she was, that would help, but there was no telling what Doom might have done to her. The Avengers were an option of course, but likely to result in some major damage and causalities, including for his love, so Eric was figuring a solo attack might work better.

[happyfalcon]

And so badly she wanted to use her magic against him. Anne pictured Doom's metal mask melting in a boiling metallic mess, into his eye sockets and down his neck - she imagined that emerald cloak bursting into flame - but nothing she pictured came to pass no matter how hard she focused. Clever woman that she was, Anne knew that he had likely bewitched her.

"You'd risk exposing yourself and incurring the anger of an Avenger just to kill me for being petulant? I think not," she snapped. But all the same she did glance to the wooden door frame and start towards it. "So what do you want from me?" She demanded, trying to maintain a haughty exterior even if on the inside she was terrified and praying that Eric would find her and save her.

[irredeemed_ant]

Doom was evidently aware that she was attempting to harm him as his gloved hand tightened slightly, suggesting the twinges of some pain, but there was nothing else. He was not the sort of man to take chances, clearly.

"If you believe your Eric O'Grady concerns me more than the majority of the Avengers, you are mistaken. But I can preform worse fates than death if you test me, Ms Boleyn. What Doom dictates, Doom accomplishes." He followed her at a comfortable distance as she spoke. "Your magic comes from untapped sources, willed to you via the memory and genetic code of your ancestor, Morgan Le Fay. She and I have been... close, in the past. Regardless, that level of magic control at such an early stage requires investigation. In the meantime until I am ready for you, you shall remain Doom's... guest."

[happyfalcon]

Anne, in her anger and fear, didn't see the tightening of his gloved hand. She just continued towards the door, stomping as she walked. But something he said...it stuck with her. Anne stopped and glanced over her shoulder to him.

She had thought time travel was not something most people could manage.

"You knew my ancestor?" She tilted a brow. "How?"

Anne was no fool, she picked up on his hesitation when he mentioned the nature of his knowledge of Morgan Le Fay. She turned to face him more completely, wanting an answer, curious to know more.

[irredeemed_ant]

Doom simply stared back at her impassively under his metal mask before responding. "Richards... Mr Fantastic, as your insectoid lover will have told you... Richards is not the only one with access to time technology. Mine is vastly superior. So I have had dealings with Morgan Le Fay on several occasions. She may be one of the few beings in time and space with skills in magic nearly equal to my own." There were others of course, but Victor did not care of their opinion, evidently. "We have allied on several occasions as a result."

Unlocking the doorway he revealed a large chamber with a bed and table with some reading material, and even a plate of food to hand. The word Anne might result in was 'esteemed prisoner' - Doom wanted her to be kept well but reminded she could not escape.

Eric was dressed in his Ant Man suit back at base, holding his head and wishing he could think of some easy plan to cross the thousand of miles between him and Anne and rescue her. Perhaps if Reed Richards had a teleporter to Latveria...

[happyfalcon]

Anne was a little betrayed. Of course Morgan Le Fay had kept that information from her, why should she tell all of her secrets? Anne didn't know what else to believe that her ancestor had told her. As Doom opened the door for her, Anne stepped inside carefully.

"So you're obviously after my power for something - if you're so close with my ancestor why not ask her to help you?" she glared over her shoulder to him. "Surely you've realized that he'll come for me? He'll save me and you'll regret ever thinking of this foul scheme."